CHAPTER 10

Chloe left Lana sitting on the couch staring at the picture in front of her, she knew her friend too well and knew she needed to be alone. Plus, Chloe needed to have a nice long conversation with Clark. After waiting anxiously for the elevator to come to a stop on Clark's floor, she hustled to his apartment and banged on the door. After 5 minutes of banging, and no answer, Chloe figured Clark was probably out doing his Superman duties.

"Damn it," she whispered, spinning around only to find Clark standing behind her. She jumped in fright, "Holy Shit, don't do that to me!"

Clark had a grin spread across his face, "Sorry, I was just trying to see how long it took you to realize I was standing here, didn't mean to scare you!" He then made his way to his door, unlocked it, and stepped inside followed by Chloe, "Now what is so important you felt the need to pound my door, practically, down?"

"Lana," She said without hesitants.

Clark looked at her with worry in his eyes, "Why, what's wrong with Lana. What happened to her, is she hurt?" He was talking so fast, Chloe just put her hands up to stop him and he abruptly shut up.

"No, it's nothing like that. Let's sit down ok?" She suggested and then walked towards Clark's couch. They both sat down and Chloe could tell Clark was eager to find out what she wanted to say. "Clark, you need to tell Lana your secret," Chloe said looking Clark straight in the face.

"Chloe…you know I can't do that," Clark lowly mumbled.

"And why not? You know you want to, so what's holding you back?"

"You know why, she can get hurt knowing my secret. And, what if she gets scared and runs into Lex's arms telling him everything about me? I can't risk it for both of our sakes," Clark looked down towards his lap. He had just spoke of Lana running to Lex and that was his worst fear.

"Clark! How dare you even say that. Lana could never do that to you. She still loves you Clark!!" Chloe yelled at Clark's ignorance, she hadn't meant to tell him Lana was still in love with him, but she had to get through to him.

Clark looked shocked and stunned, he tried to speak, but found no words. He couldn't explain the way he was feeling. Finally after several minutes he was able to muster, "Lana still loves me?"

"Duh Clark, I can't believe you haven't noticed it yet. Now, I know you still love her and if you don't tell her soon, you are going to lose her forever. Her wedding is less than a month away and if you love her as much as you say, then you'll tell her everything she's ever wanted to know and hear from you. Lana's not stupid either Clark, she's going to figure it out sooner or later. Sooner would be better," Chloe said, hoping Clark would finally be able to make a move. Then she added, "Clark she's been having dreams."

Clark looked confused, but her last sentence made him look at Chloe quizzically, "Chloe, what kind of dreams?" He didn't really feel like hearing Chloe explaining Lana' sexual dreams to him, but he sensed it was more than that.

"Dreams of a day that never happened," She hinted to Clark.

Clark rolled his eyes and shook his head, "Well isn't that what most dreams are? Come on Chloe."

Chloe looked Clark in the eyes and sternly stated, "No Clark, I mean the same dream over and over again of a day that happened, but only one person has ever remembered it. Lana dreams of a day that never happened to her, but you had to live through twice."

Clark sat there staring intently at Chloe. So many questions were running through his mind. How could Lana dream about it and why was she able to and no one else?

Chloe saw Clark was contemplated something so she stood up, "Bye Clark, I need to get going. I hope this time you make the right decision."

As she walked out the front door, Clark's cell phone rang and he looked over to see who was calling him. His heart jumped when he saw Lana's name so he quickly answered, "Hey Lana."

"Clark, Hey," Lana said trying to make it sound as if everything was perfectly fine.

"What's up?" Clark asked sensing she was having a hard time figuring out something to say.

Lana couldn't hold it back any more, the question that plagued her for years. She had to know, "Clark, what happened to us?"