CHAPTER 11

Smallville Medical Center - 3 hours later...

"So tell me Ms. Lane, how exactly did you hurt your ankle?" The doctor asks her.

"I...uh...fell off something," stammering a little. Please don't ask me what it was.

Her face is blushing. And why is she stammering? he wonders. Then he says, "What exactly did you fall off of?" peering curiously at her.

Why did he have to ask me that? She nudges Clark; raising her eyebrows at him. Feel free to jump in any time.

"She...uh...was sitting on something - and when she started to get off, she...uh... lost her footing and fell down. That's how she hurt her ankle."

Now he's blushing, the doctor thinks to himself. There's more to this story than meets the eye. The doctor flips a few pages on his clipboard. "Just one more thing before we send you to x-ray Ms. Lane." He pauses for a moment, "When you fell, did you hit your head at all?"

"No I didn't," she replies.

"Well that's good. Because if you had hit your head and blacked out, then you would have had to stay in the hospital overnight for observation." The orderly comes in with a wheelchair. "Ms. Lane needs to have her ankle x-rayed."

"Yes doctor," walking over to Lois; helping her into the wheelchair. She looks over at Clark; a worried look on her face.

"It's going to be ok Lois," trying to reassure her; squeezing her hand tightly. He leans forward and kisses her on the cheek. "I'll be in the waiting room until you return." He watches as she's wheeled out of the room. A few seconds later, he walks out and makes his way back to the waiting room. He sits down on one of the chairs; lost in thought.

"Clark?"

He looks up; wondering who was calling his name. He's surprised to see that it was Chloe.

"What are you doing here Clark?" she asks him as she sits down next to him.

"I should be asking YOU that question Chloe," he retorts.

"I asked you first Clark."

I can't tell her what really happened. She'll forever tease me about it. "Lois hurt her ankle - so she's having it x-rayed as we speak."

Chloe looks concerned. "How did she do that?"

"She fell off something and landed on it wrong," changing the subject. "What are you doing here?"

She looks curiously at him. He's not telling me the whole story. It must be a really good one for him to lie to me about it. And he tells me everything. "I'm visiting an old friend."

Clark is about to say something when one of the nurses comes over to him. "Mr. Kent?"

He stands up. "Yes?"

"Ms. Lane was just wheeled back from x-ray. You can go in now."

"Thank you," he says. "I'll see you tomorrow - okay Chloe?" giving her a peck on the cheek.

"Tell my cousin I'll call her later to see how she's doing."

He smiles at her. "I'll tell her," beginning to walk away.

"Oh, and Clark?" calling out to him. He turns around to look at her. "Did Lois get enough rest last night?"

"Huh?" looking a little confused. "What are you talking about Chloe?"

"You called me last night to tell me that Lois was spending the weekend with you."

"Yah," he says; a little leery. "What does that have to do with her getting enough rest?"

"Did you or did you not say - and I quote - 'she's resting up for our next go-around?' unquote," she remarks; her eyebrow raised

"Uh...I vaguely recall saying something like that," he says a little nervously.

She walks up to him; putting her hand on his arm and whispering into his ear, "The sex was that hot huh?" Then she steps back away from him with a smile on her face as she turns back around and walks away; leaving a stunned Clark still standing in the middle of the waiting room. Then he walks back to the examination room; finding Lois sitting up on the examination table.

"How does your ankle feel?" he asks her; taking her hand and kissing her palm.

"Broken - is how it feels Smallville. "Why did it have to be my right ankle? Now I won't be able to drive at all. I'll be at the mercy of everybody," a frown on her face.

"I know it will be frustrating Lois, but we'll all take care of you. You don't have to worry," stroking her cheek with his finger.

"I know Clark. I just hate the thought of being that helpless," a wistful look on her face.

"Lois," he says; looking into her eyes, "You would never be helpless - even if you were in a full-body cast."

She looks up at him; her facial expression softening. "That was so sweet," smiling up at him. "I'm sorry I didn't believe you when you told me it was broken. It's just that you hadn't told me yet that you had that x-ray vision. And I guess it did freak me out a little bit."

"I know it did," pausing for a moment. "I guess I'm not surprised that you would at some point. I mean...I expected you to freak out when I told you my biggest secret. But you didn't so..." his voice trailing off. He puts his arm around her and says, "I'm really sorry that this happened to you. It's my fault that you broke your ankle."

She lightly punches him on the shoulder. "It's not your fault Smallville. Why do you have to take the blame for everything?"

"It's just that we were doing..."

She cuts him off. "It was a freak accident Clark. But on the upside, at least we were having 'fun' when it happened."

He blushes a little at the thought. "I guess you're right about that part. I have say that I was really impressed with how flexible your body really is," giving her a smile that causes her toes to tingle. Her eyes begin to close as he leans forward to softly kiss her lips.

"Mmm," she sighs; her hands moving to caress his hair. His arms come around her; pulling her closer as the kiss deepens. Then they gradually pull apart and gaze into each other's eyes. Then she says, "There is one bright spot about this whole thing."

He looks curiously at her. "And what is that?"

"We get to play 'doctor' for real. I get to be the sexy patient - and you get to be the extremely sexy 'Doctor Kent'. I can't wait to see your bedside manner," giving him a wink and a smile.

He smiles back at her. "I'm sure you'll love it Ms. Lane," kissing her again.

Their lips pull apart when they hear someone clearing their throat. They look up to see the doctor standing there. "I didn't mean to interrupt."

"It's okay doctor," Lois replies with a smile on her face. "So I take it you've already looked at my x-ray?"

"That's correct Ms. Lane. And I'm afraid that it is broken. But you're lucky in that it was a clean break. If you're going to break something, that's the way to do it." He pauses for a moment. "You'll have to wear a cast for 4-6 weeks. Then you'll get a walking cast after that."

"How long will I have to have that one on?" Lois asks him.

"Probably a couple more weeks. But we'll x-ray it first before making that determination. Then you will also have to have therapy after the final cast comes off." He stops talking for a moment, then resumes. "You'll need to keep your ankle elevated for the next 48 hours. So you'll have to keep off your feet as much as possible during that time. After that, you can start moving around on the crutches." He then looks at Clark. "Will you be taking care of her?"

"Yes doctor. She's going to be staying with my mother and I at the farm until the final cast comes off."

"Very well," smiling at the two of them. "I have to leave for a couple minutes, but I'll be right back to set your ankle."

"Alright doctor," watching as he leaves the room. As soon as he reaches the nurses' station, one of them asks him, "So what's the deal with that couple in exam room 3?"

"Well," he says, "They both claim that she was sitting on something and she lost her balance. But they were both stammering when they said it - not to mention the fact that they were also blushing."

"So what you're saying is that they were most likely..." her voice trailing off.

"Exactly," he replies; walking away. The nurse smiles to herself; an amused expression on her face.

Meanwhile, back in examination room 3, Lois lays back on the table. "This sucks," she scowls.

He sits down on the edge of the bed; looking down at her. "You know," taking a quick look around, "If you want to play doctor, we could start right now? We are in a hospital you know?" raising his eyebrows at her.

That puts a smile on her face. "You are sooo bad Clark Kent," she quips; reaching up to wrap her arms around his waist and pulling him down on top of her...

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