Visitors weren't technically allowed to stay in patient rooms
overnight, but Dr Bryce was on that night, and she gave Clark the official
OK. Lana tried many times to convince Clark to go home and get some rest,
but he had made up his mind-he wasn't leaving. He was up every three hours
when the nurse came in to check on Lana.
"So, how are you feeling?" Clark asked her.
"I'm fine-except it's a little hard to sleep when somebody shines a flashlight in your eyes every three hours."
Clark laughed, "Well, you can sleep all day tomorrow."
"And if I fail the algebra test Monday I can blame it on a head injury."
"Hey, that's a good idea. Remind me to bang my head before the next biology test."
Lana laughed and then looked serious. "Clark, I just-I want to thank you for everything you did today. And for staying here with me. I haven't exactly been very nice to you lately."
"I understand, Lana. You're a good friend." They never spoke about Chloe's feeling for Clark, but they had a silent understanding that neither wanted to hurt Chloe. "I have a confession to make," Clark continued.
"You're not a serial killer are you?"
"No. Nothing like that."
"OK then, what is it?"
"I do get up early to do chores, but not exactly 5 o'clock early."
"I see," Lana said, smiling. "So you just happen to be getting up especially early lately?"
"I know you come to see Tyson then, and, I-kind of, watch you ride from my loft."
Lana looked at Clark and gave him a soft smile, then said, "So why didn't you ever come outside?"
"I didn't want to ruin it."
"Ruin it?"
"Every morning I'd watch the sunrise-you'd come and ride. And you'd look so happy, and I'd think, 'my God, she's beautiful,' and I wanted to tell you that-so bad-but I couldn't."
By now, Lana could feel tears forming in the corners of her eyes. If she had denied that she had feelings for Clark, she couldn't any longer.
"Why not?" Lana asked him.
"Because, it seemed like you wanted me to stay away from you. And I didn't want to make it awkward for you to come see Tyson."
"I guess I have been avoiding you lately."
"Yeah. I noticed." Clark said with a sad laugh.
"But you know what?" Clark looked up at Lana. "I really missed you."
Clark smiled. "Me too."
"So what do we do now?" Lana asked him.
"We wait here, until you're discharged. In the meantime, you get some sleep. And the rest-the rest we'll deal with as it comes."
Clark got up and sat on the edge of the bed and stroked Lana's hair. She took his free hand in her own, and fell asleep.
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"So, how are you feeling?" Clark asked her.
"I'm fine-except it's a little hard to sleep when somebody shines a flashlight in your eyes every three hours."
Clark laughed, "Well, you can sleep all day tomorrow."
"And if I fail the algebra test Monday I can blame it on a head injury."
"Hey, that's a good idea. Remind me to bang my head before the next biology test."
Lana laughed and then looked serious. "Clark, I just-I want to thank you for everything you did today. And for staying here with me. I haven't exactly been very nice to you lately."
"I understand, Lana. You're a good friend." They never spoke about Chloe's feeling for Clark, but they had a silent understanding that neither wanted to hurt Chloe. "I have a confession to make," Clark continued.
"You're not a serial killer are you?"
"No. Nothing like that."
"OK then, what is it?"
"I do get up early to do chores, but not exactly 5 o'clock early."
"I see," Lana said, smiling. "So you just happen to be getting up especially early lately?"
"I know you come to see Tyson then, and, I-kind of, watch you ride from my loft."
Lana looked at Clark and gave him a soft smile, then said, "So why didn't you ever come outside?"
"I didn't want to ruin it."
"Ruin it?"
"Every morning I'd watch the sunrise-you'd come and ride. And you'd look so happy, and I'd think, 'my God, she's beautiful,' and I wanted to tell you that-so bad-but I couldn't."
By now, Lana could feel tears forming in the corners of her eyes. If she had denied that she had feelings for Clark, she couldn't any longer.
"Why not?" Lana asked him.
"Because, it seemed like you wanted me to stay away from you. And I didn't want to make it awkward for you to come see Tyson."
"I guess I have been avoiding you lately."
"Yeah. I noticed." Clark said with a sad laugh.
"But you know what?" Clark looked up at Lana. "I really missed you."
Clark smiled. "Me too."
"So what do we do now?" Lana asked him.
"We wait here, until you're discharged. In the meantime, you get some sleep. And the rest-the rest we'll deal with as it comes."
Clark got up and sat on the edge of the bed and stroked Lana's hair. She took his free hand in her own, and fell asleep.
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