Chapter 4
"Lex, please talk to me," Lana begged, following Lex into the mansion.
Lex hadn't spoken since they had found the results of the tests. No matter how much Lana asked, he refused to talk.
"Lex," Lana said again, trying to hold his arm.
Lex gently pulled away and went into his study. Lana followed and knelt beside his chair. "Lex, don't shut me out."
Lex still didn't respond. Instead he opened his laptop and began to work.
Lana stood and sighed. "Fine, Lex. Look, I'm going to go to the loft," Lana said walking out of the room.
She, Chloe, Clark, and Lex still went to Clark's loft whenever they needed to think. Martha and Jonathan had left it exactly the way it was when Clark was in high school. Every once in a while one of them, or all of them would go over and just talk or sit around when times got rough.
Lana drove the few minutes to the Kent farm. She parked her BMW behind the barn and slowly walked inside and up to the loft. She cured up on the edge of the couch, and hugged one of the brown pillows to her chest.
"Clark, is that you?" Lana heard a voice call from downstairs.
"No, it's me Martha," Lana replied, quickly wiping the tears from her cheeks.
A moment later Martha appeared at the top of the stairs. "You okay, sweetheart?"
"Yeah," Lana said, looking at Martha. When Martha didn't move Lana changed her answer. "No?"
Martha walked to the couch and reached over to brush a piece of Lana's hair behind her ear. "Did something happen at the doctor's office?"
Lana began to cry again. She turned and rested her cheek against the back of the couch.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Martha asked, not wanting to pressure the girl.
Lana took a ragged breath. "Let's just say that I'm not the problem."
"And Lex isn't taking it well," Martha said, knowing Lex.
"He won't talk to me. He won't look at me. It's like he still.wishes it was my fault," Lana said, not bothering to wipe away the tears.
"Oh sweetie, he's just upset," Martha insisted, her heart breaking for Lana and Lex. She reached for Lana and Lana shifted so that she was in Martha's arms.
"I know he doesn't really. I just feel so helpless," Lana admitted.
"Let him deal with it in his own way," Martha said, stroking Lana's silky hair.
Lana nodded against Martha's shoulder.
"Why don't you go home and try to talk to him again, ok?" Martha asked, hugging Lana.
Lana sat up. "Okay. Thank you, Martha."
"Anytime," Martha replied, smiling. "It will all turn out alright."
"I hope so," Lana said, standing and setting down the pillow.
* * *
When Lana got back to the mansion she found Lex sitting on a couch in front of a roaring fire. He was staring into the fire as if it held the answers. Without a word Lana sat next to him and wrapped her arms around his waist. Lex put his arms around her shoulders, but continued to stare into the fire.
"Lex, please talk to me," Lana begged, following Lex into the mansion.
Lex hadn't spoken since they had found the results of the tests. No matter how much Lana asked, he refused to talk.
"Lex," Lana said again, trying to hold his arm.
Lex gently pulled away and went into his study. Lana followed and knelt beside his chair. "Lex, don't shut me out."
Lex still didn't respond. Instead he opened his laptop and began to work.
Lana stood and sighed. "Fine, Lex. Look, I'm going to go to the loft," Lana said walking out of the room.
She, Chloe, Clark, and Lex still went to Clark's loft whenever they needed to think. Martha and Jonathan had left it exactly the way it was when Clark was in high school. Every once in a while one of them, or all of them would go over and just talk or sit around when times got rough.
Lana drove the few minutes to the Kent farm. She parked her BMW behind the barn and slowly walked inside and up to the loft. She cured up on the edge of the couch, and hugged one of the brown pillows to her chest.
"Clark, is that you?" Lana heard a voice call from downstairs.
"No, it's me Martha," Lana replied, quickly wiping the tears from her cheeks.
A moment later Martha appeared at the top of the stairs. "You okay, sweetheart?"
"Yeah," Lana said, looking at Martha. When Martha didn't move Lana changed her answer. "No?"
Martha walked to the couch and reached over to brush a piece of Lana's hair behind her ear. "Did something happen at the doctor's office?"
Lana began to cry again. She turned and rested her cheek against the back of the couch.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Martha asked, not wanting to pressure the girl.
Lana took a ragged breath. "Let's just say that I'm not the problem."
"And Lex isn't taking it well," Martha said, knowing Lex.
"He won't talk to me. He won't look at me. It's like he still.wishes it was my fault," Lana said, not bothering to wipe away the tears.
"Oh sweetie, he's just upset," Martha insisted, her heart breaking for Lana and Lex. She reached for Lana and Lana shifted so that she was in Martha's arms.
"I know he doesn't really. I just feel so helpless," Lana admitted.
"Let him deal with it in his own way," Martha said, stroking Lana's silky hair.
Lana nodded against Martha's shoulder.
"Why don't you go home and try to talk to him again, ok?" Martha asked, hugging Lana.
Lana sat up. "Okay. Thank you, Martha."
"Anytime," Martha replied, smiling. "It will all turn out alright."
"I hope so," Lana said, standing and setting down the pillow.
* * *
When Lana got back to the mansion she found Lex sitting on a couch in front of a roaring fire. He was staring into the fire as if it held the answers. Without a word Lana sat next to him and wrapped her arms around his waist. Lex put his arms around her shoulders, but continued to stare into the fire.