And Now, I'm Happy
By: Sarah
Disclaimers: Don't own 'em, but if I did...............(Please don't sue, I'm a poor girl from Arkansas)
Summary: Someone thinks as they wait for Clark.
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Here I am. Waiting for Clark again, but this time it's different. This time I'm waiting for Clark and his wife. I know that he picked the right girl for him, and if anyone can control her, he can.
So here I am. Waiting for Clark, but I'm not alone as I stand outside the terminal. I know his secret, but I don't know that he's ready for me too know, so I wait. I have learned the virture of patience, in my own personal opinion it sucks, but I have learned the art of waiting. Waiting sucks. I spent most of my early adulthood waiting for Clark, and he never came. I have waited ten years to see him, and I don't know if I'm ready. I was invited to the wedding, but I was over seas on business and personal manners. The airport is bustling with activity, however, all the people are taking a wide berth around me. I can't say I blame them.
I have been waiting for an hour, I got here early, just in case, but this is an airport. Nothing is ever on time in my life so I accept it and move on. I remember Clark in high school, tall, calm, never wavering. He was the voice of reason, always, and I always needed reason. He is still the same, I know through endless telephone calls and e-mails, and yet he is much more tragic, but still...Clark. I would wait for Clark until the end of the world, and he knows it.
The plane is now and hour and a half late, and I am on my third cup of coffee. I am going over all the terrible things that could have happened on the plane ride here. Oh, thank the Lord (or which ever god/ess/s you believe in, I am not religious), the plane has landed. I let out a relieved sigh and smile as I see Clark and my cousin Lois walk out of the terminal. To a blind man they are in love. He gracefully puts his arm over her shoulders, and lifts his bag and hers. They fit together like a great pair of Armani pants. He is still wearing his crazy ties, and she is a classical beauty. Lex stands up beside me and puts his arm around my shoulders as he kisses me on the cheek. "I told you they would get here fine," he whispers.
I refrain myself from punching him as Lois and Clark walk over to us, Lois and I hug as Lex and Clark shake hands in a way that suggests if we weren't in public. Then Lois goes to hug Lex and Clark comes over to me. He kisses my forehead, and I fall into his arms.
"So Chloe," he whispers in my ear, "I can't believe it. I leave you unguarded for ten years and you find yourself in the arms of the righest man in the world. I still love you," I pull back to look at him.
"I still love you too," and we pull back, falling into our spots next to our respected spouses. I know I love Lex, but part of me will always love Clark. He was my first crush, my first love, my first kiss, and my first-. Well, you get the point. We send two servants to pick up the Kents' bags. Here we are, the Luthors and the Kents, piling into one limo in the middle of London. I fell in love with two of the men in here, but I chose Lex, and to tell you the truth, I would do it again, in a heart beat. He is the one man who can handle me, and Clark is the one man who can handle Lois. If he continues to stay in my life, I will never have a reason to miss him and Lois. Here we are, on the way to our manor, my three favorite people and me.
'I'll never have to wait for him again,' I think as we laugh at a joke he just told. Life is good.
~The End~
I did it!!!!!! A one chapter story!!!!!!!!! YAY FOR SARAH!!!!!!! Or not.Okay. Chiao Readers.
Peace to all in this time of need.
By: Sarah
Disclaimers: Don't own 'em, but if I did...............(Please don't sue, I'm a poor girl from Arkansas)
Summary: Someone thinks as they wait for Clark.
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Here I am. Waiting for Clark again, but this time it's different. This time I'm waiting for Clark and his wife. I know that he picked the right girl for him, and if anyone can control her, he can.
So here I am. Waiting for Clark, but I'm not alone as I stand outside the terminal. I know his secret, but I don't know that he's ready for me too know, so I wait. I have learned the virture of patience, in my own personal opinion it sucks, but I have learned the art of waiting. Waiting sucks. I spent most of my early adulthood waiting for Clark, and he never came. I have waited ten years to see him, and I don't know if I'm ready. I was invited to the wedding, but I was over seas on business and personal manners. The airport is bustling with activity, however, all the people are taking a wide berth around me. I can't say I blame them.
I have been waiting for an hour, I got here early, just in case, but this is an airport. Nothing is ever on time in my life so I accept it and move on. I remember Clark in high school, tall, calm, never wavering. He was the voice of reason, always, and I always needed reason. He is still the same, I know through endless telephone calls and e-mails, and yet he is much more tragic, but still...Clark. I would wait for Clark until the end of the world, and he knows it.
The plane is now and hour and a half late, and I am on my third cup of coffee. I am going over all the terrible things that could have happened on the plane ride here. Oh, thank the Lord (or which ever god/ess/s you believe in, I am not religious), the plane has landed. I let out a relieved sigh and smile as I see Clark and my cousin Lois walk out of the terminal. To a blind man they are in love. He gracefully puts his arm over her shoulders, and lifts his bag and hers. They fit together like a great pair of Armani pants. He is still wearing his crazy ties, and she is a classical beauty. Lex stands up beside me and puts his arm around my shoulders as he kisses me on the cheek. "I told you they would get here fine," he whispers.
I refrain myself from punching him as Lois and Clark walk over to us, Lois and I hug as Lex and Clark shake hands in a way that suggests if we weren't in public. Then Lois goes to hug Lex and Clark comes over to me. He kisses my forehead, and I fall into his arms.
"So Chloe," he whispers in my ear, "I can't believe it. I leave you unguarded for ten years and you find yourself in the arms of the righest man in the world. I still love you," I pull back to look at him.
"I still love you too," and we pull back, falling into our spots next to our respected spouses. I know I love Lex, but part of me will always love Clark. He was my first crush, my first love, my first kiss, and my first-. Well, you get the point. We send two servants to pick up the Kents' bags. Here we are, the Luthors and the Kents, piling into one limo in the middle of London. I fell in love with two of the men in here, but I chose Lex, and to tell you the truth, I would do it again, in a heart beat. He is the one man who can handle me, and Clark is the one man who can handle Lois. If he continues to stay in my life, I will never have a reason to miss him and Lois. Here we are, on the way to our manor, my three favorite people and me.
'I'll never have to wait for him again,' I think as we laugh at a joke he just told. Life is good.
~The End~
I did it!!!!!! A one chapter story!!!!!!!!! YAY FOR SARAH!!!!!!! Or not.Okay. Chiao Readers.
Peace to all in this time of need.