A/N: OK kiddies, here's where we left off. Clark saved Lana's life and in
the process reveled his deep dark secret. Now Lana is uber pissed because
of all the lies. Now it's time for reflection on all events and it's time
to see where things go from here. Thank you so much for the wonderful
reviews; it's what keeps me going!
~Chapter 5~
When Clark walked into his house his Mother practically jumped on him. "Clark where in the world have you been, it is past midnight. Are you all right?"
"Son, your Mother and I were worried sick about you. Where have you been?" his father asked.
"Mom, Dad, I'm all right. There was a problem at the Talon." Clark quickly told his parents about the robbery. "The problem now is that I had to use my powers in front of Lana," Clark finished.
"Oh honey," his mother said sitting next to him and putting her arm around him, "what did she say? Did you stress to her the importance of keeping this secret?"
"She didn't give me a chance," Clark said dejectedly, "we didn't talk the whole time I walked her home and she was upset because I lied to her and I didn't get a chance to talk to her. I have to talk to her though, I have to explain everything, make her understand."
"Son, you've had a rough night. Why don't you get some sleep and try talking to Lana tomorrow. There's nothing more you can do tonight," Jonathan told Clark.
"You're right Dad, I'll try talking to Lana tomorrow," Clark said standing up, "good night Mom, good night Dad. Clark headed up to his room and changed his clothes. How could things have gotten so screwed up he wondered as he fingered the hole in his shirt. Clark sat on his bed; he had no idea what to do next.
Lana was furious with him. She had called him a liar and that's exactly what he was. He lied to everyone day after day. Even with Lana's new contempt toward him, he felt relieved. The fact that someone else knew about him made him feel as if a weight had been lifted from his shoulders. Never mind that the person who knew his secret wouldn't talk to him. Somehow he knew things had to work out. He just didn't know how.
Clark settled in his bead and got ready to go to sleep. Somehow he knew that sleep would not come easily to him tonight.
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"If you need anything else honey just let me know," Nell told Lana as she entered her room, "good night sweetie."
Lana closed the door to her bedroom and just stood there. She had told Nell what had happened at the Talon leaving out the part about Clark. Now in her room by herself, all the emotion she had been holding back in the last few hours came to surface. She moved to her bed, sat, and cried. So much had happened in such a short amount of time and she had no idea what to think, or how to deal with this new information. Of course this is what she had wanted, she wanted the truth and now she had it.
Back at the Talon, when Clark rushed into the room she had felt so relieved that he was there. He always saved her and she knew that if he were there then everything would be all right. Then when he sped to the attacker she had been amazed, but worry soon overtook her when Clark grabbed his arm. She had been so worried that Clark would get hurt. If anything had happened to him she didn't know what she would have done. And then Clark got shot. She thought she would have died right then and there, but Clark was fine. At first she thought that the bullet had missed him, but when Clark took her into the kitchen she realized that Clark had in fact been shot. But the bullet had bounced off of him; the only proof that it had even been shot at Clark was a crumpled shell Clark had taken and the hole in his shirt.
If Lana thought that Clark had been an enigma before, she didn't even know what to classify him as now. She had so many new questions. She was furious at Clark. How could he never have told her this before? He out right lied to her on more than one occasion. He wanted trust and honesty and he never once gave any in return. How could she trust Clark? She would never get a straight answer from him and now she also had to deal with the shock of this latest information. Lana sighed and changed for bed. She walked over to her window and stared across the field at the Kent farm. Her head hurt from the events of the evening and she climbed into bed to try and get some sleep. Somehow she knew that wouldn't be coming anytime soon.
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A/N: Another reflection chapter. There is so much drama going on, I love it!
~Chapter 5~
When Clark walked into his house his Mother practically jumped on him. "Clark where in the world have you been, it is past midnight. Are you all right?"
"Son, your Mother and I were worried sick about you. Where have you been?" his father asked.
"Mom, Dad, I'm all right. There was a problem at the Talon." Clark quickly told his parents about the robbery. "The problem now is that I had to use my powers in front of Lana," Clark finished.
"Oh honey," his mother said sitting next to him and putting her arm around him, "what did she say? Did you stress to her the importance of keeping this secret?"
"She didn't give me a chance," Clark said dejectedly, "we didn't talk the whole time I walked her home and she was upset because I lied to her and I didn't get a chance to talk to her. I have to talk to her though, I have to explain everything, make her understand."
"Son, you've had a rough night. Why don't you get some sleep and try talking to Lana tomorrow. There's nothing more you can do tonight," Jonathan told Clark.
"You're right Dad, I'll try talking to Lana tomorrow," Clark said standing up, "good night Mom, good night Dad. Clark headed up to his room and changed his clothes. How could things have gotten so screwed up he wondered as he fingered the hole in his shirt. Clark sat on his bed; he had no idea what to do next.
Lana was furious with him. She had called him a liar and that's exactly what he was. He lied to everyone day after day. Even with Lana's new contempt toward him, he felt relieved. The fact that someone else knew about him made him feel as if a weight had been lifted from his shoulders. Never mind that the person who knew his secret wouldn't talk to him. Somehow he knew things had to work out. He just didn't know how.
Clark settled in his bead and got ready to go to sleep. Somehow he knew that sleep would not come easily to him tonight.
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"If you need anything else honey just let me know," Nell told Lana as she entered her room, "good night sweetie."
Lana closed the door to her bedroom and just stood there. She had told Nell what had happened at the Talon leaving out the part about Clark. Now in her room by herself, all the emotion she had been holding back in the last few hours came to surface. She moved to her bed, sat, and cried. So much had happened in such a short amount of time and she had no idea what to think, or how to deal with this new information. Of course this is what she had wanted, she wanted the truth and now she had it.
Back at the Talon, when Clark rushed into the room she had felt so relieved that he was there. He always saved her and she knew that if he were there then everything would be all right. Then when he sped to the attacker she had been amazed, but worry soon overtook her when Clark grabbed his arm. She had been so worried that Clark would get hurt. If anything had happened to him she didn't know what she would have done. And then Clark got shot. She thought she would have died right then and there, but Clark was fine. At first she thought that the bullet had missed him, but when Clark took her into the kitchen she realized that Clark had in fact been shot. But the bullet had bounced off of him; the only proof that it had even been shot at Clark was a crumpled shell Clark had taken and the hole in his shirt.
If Lana thought that Clark had been an enigma before, she didn't even know what to classify him as now. She had so many new questions. She was furious at Clark. How could he never have told her this before? He out right lied to her on more than one occasion. He wanted trust and honesty and he never once gave any in return. How could she trust Clark? She would never get a straight answer from him and now she also had to deal with the shock of this latest information. Lana sighed and changed for bed. She walked over to her window and stared across the field at the Kent farm. Her head hurt from the events of the evening and she climbed into bed to try and get some sleep. Somehow she knew that wouldn't be coming anytime soon.
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A/N: Another reflection chapter. There is so much drama going on, I love it!