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Proximity
Summary: After wearing the Kryptonite necklace for all those years, Lana contracts an incurable disease. Will Clark finally realize that he has to tell her about his secret?
Smallville High
"All-Star" plays in background. Lana is walking outside with Clark while Chloe pushes her way through the crowd to reach them. Pete rushes by Clark and Lana with a girl on his arm and a huge smirk on his face. Lana and Clark smirk at his eagerness.
Chloe: "Hey, Lana! Lana I got that first priority information you were looking for."
She hands Lana a manila envelope and looks at Clark quizzically.
Lana: "How'd you get this? I've been looking for this for weeks now?"
Chloe: "That's the power of inquisitive journalism. I had to go through a whole bunch of records, but with the power of my superior editorial skills I think you'll find the data satisfactory."
Lana: "Oh I got you these tickets to Remy Zero's concert this Saturday."
She digs through her book bag and pulls out a ticket.
Lana: "Here you go."
Chloe: "I've been looking for these for a while."
Clark: "That's some quid pro quo. She gives you an envelope and she gets concert tickets."
Lana: "For your information this is some very important family information that I've been searching for. It's for that heritage thing, but my computer has been on hiatus for the past month."
Clark: "Well you could have just asked me."
Lana: "Thanks Clark, but in the world of super complicated technical stuff, I think I'd probably trust that Chloe has the foremost authority."
Chloe: "Don't worry, Clark. You're still good for... other things," she said suggestively.
Clark: "Sure. I'll take that as a compliment."
Lana giggles slightly, but soon her eyes begin to widen. She struggles to breath haltingly, gasping for air. She drops the paper. A view from the ground shows the manila envelope drifting slowly to the ground.
Clark: "Lana are you okay?"
Chloe: "What's wrong?"
Lana's legs give in and she falls forward. Clark catches her. Her hands crackle and shake the same way Clark's do when he's around the meteor rocks.
(Theme Song)
~Somebody save me! Let your warm hands break right through. Somebody save me! Don't care how ya do it just stay. Stay. Come on. I've been waiting for you. Stay with me. I made this whole world shine for you. Stay. Stay. Come on~
Back at the Kent Farm
(In the kitchen)
Clark: "I don't know what happened. I mean, one minute we were walking outside of school and the next she just collapsed and I've never known about her having any medical problems."
Martha: "Maybe it was just stress."
Clark: "I don't think stress causes you to hyperventilate and pass out. At least not in high school."
Jonathan: "Well have the doctors said anything?"
Clark: "Well of course they told Nell. She's on her way back from Metropolis, but other than that... no news so far."
Martha: "I hope it's nothing too serious."
Jonathan: "Clark that's your bus."
The bus pulls up outside of the farm.
Clark: "Gotta go."
Clark zooms off at super speed up to his room and gets his book bag and materials. Then walks out the front door normally. Martha walks outside the door.
Martha: "Have a nice day, Clark!"
Clark waves a hand behind him, too consumed in his own thoughts to reply. Clark walks down the aisle and sits in the three-seater with Pete and Chloe.
Pete: "Hey Clark did you hear?"
Clark: "What?"
Chloe: "Well apparently the princess of Smallville has some sort of mysterious ailment that's killing her blood cells or something."
Pete: "Wait I thought she just got a cold. What ailment?"
Clark: "The benefits of an inquiring mind," Clark said hurriedly. "How'd you find out about this?"
Chloe: "I coaxed some med doctor to get me some inside information. Here."
She handed him a manila envelope.
Pete: "So what are you now, a postal worker? Don't take it, Clark everyone she gives an envelope to ends up illin'. The parcel woman of death!"
Clark: "Shut up, Pete."
Clark opened up the folder. A single sheet of paper lingered in the two flaps.
Chloe: "Look right there."
She scanned her finger along a line on the paper.
Clark: "Distinct, nonspecific blood cell failure."
Chloe: "Not only that, but our PhD documents a weird green blood pigmentation in her veins. Like chlorophyll or something."
Clark: "That's odd."
Pete: "No kidding. Looks like your prom queen has some secrets after all."
Lex's Mansion
(Main area. Y'all know what I'm talking about)
Lex walks around looking intensely at his pool table as the sun streams in through the pane-glass windows. The novel "War and Peace" sits on the edge of the pool table. Clark walks in the door unnoticed. Lex hits the eight ball in the corner pocket. The vibration causes the book to fall. Lex walks over to get it. Clark picks it up instead.
Clark: "I got it."
Lex: "Thanks, Clark. I'd hate to see a great work of English literature be damaged by a pool game."
Clark: "You like to read those things?"
Lex: "There's the occasional intriguing topic. It helps me improve myself as a tactician. Other than that it's just a vain attempt to astound my father at my collection of sophisticated arts. Under all these $90 words I'm basically just you with a follicle deficiency."
Clark smiles.
Lex: "I heard about what happened to Lana."
Clark: "How is it that you always know all about the exciting details that take place in our illustrious Smallville High?"
Lex: "Well Clark just like any good reporter I have my informants."
Clark: "If I didn't know better I'd think you were tailing me with one of your drones from 'The Inquisitor'."
Lex (with a smirk): "Of course not."
Clark: "I just don't know what's wrong with her. One minute she was fine and the next..."
Lex: "Well stress can do that to a person."
Clark: "Now you sound like my mom."
Lex: "Your mother is a very astute woman it wouldn't surprise me that she would catch some things that you stay in the dark about."
Clark: "No, Lex. This was something different."
Lex: "Well think about it Clark. I mean between school and getting over the quarterback, although from what you've told me in recent months it appears she's coping with that well, not to mention running the Talon. With all a compendium of extra-extracurricular activities that compounds that list it's easy to see why she might need a break."
Clark: "Yeah, but spending it in a hospital bed? Besides Lana's never been one to let that stuff get to her."
Lex: "Well you're the foremost authority on Lana in a stalking, creepy kind of way."
Clark looks at him annoyed. Lex puts his hands up as if in defense and tilts his head.
Lex: "Look Clark just say the word and I'll have the best doctors in Metropolis down here."
Clark: "No. I don't want to cause any trouble just in case it is a false alarm. But I've got an odd feeling about this. What's that word?"
Lex: "Ominous."
Clark: "Me with a hair deficiency, huh?" says Clark with a smile.
Smallville Hospital
(Lana's room)
Lana lies on her bed alone propped up by a high pillow. She sits there with a remote in her hand flipping through channels. Clark opens the door with a bouquet of lilies and a get-well card.
Clark: "Hey."
Lana smiles.
Lana: "Hey."
Clark: "Uh... I got you lilies because I was sure that everyone else had already gotten roses. I see that I'm not mistaken."
The room is filled with red roses, cards, and balloons. One says "Happy Birthday, Estelle Getty (For one of those television things where they reveal all the hidden stuff).
Lana: "It's been a boring day of boring clichés... thanks for the lilies."
Clark: "So uh... how are you feeling?"
Lana: "Like I look."
Clark: "I thought you would be feeling awful."
Lana blushes.
Lana: "I'm just tired, here flipping through the channels."
She hands him the remote. He surfs the channels for a minute or two until he comes to "Close Encounters". He could see her face light up.
Clark: "I think we've got something."
They both sit there and watch the movie with only the occasional glance at one another. Clark could feel something ominous on the horizon as if things weren't going to turn out peaches and cream this time.
"Green pigmentation..." Clark thought to himself. "Hmmm."
Please review. I'm thinking of writing a second chapter.
Proximity
Summary: After wearing the Kryptonite necklace for all those years, Lana contracts an incurable disease. Will Clark finally realize that he has to tell her about his secret?
Smallville High
"All-Star" plays in background. Lana is walking outside with Clark while Chloe pushes her way through the crowd to reach them. Pete rushes by Clark and Lana with a girl on his arm and a huge smirk on his face. Lana and Clark smirk at his eagerness.
Chloe: "Hey, Lana! Lana I got that first priority information you were looking for."
She hands Lana a manila envelope and looks at Clark quizzically.
Lana: "How'd you get this? I've been looking for this for weeks now?"
Chloe: "That's the power of inquisitive journalism. I had to go through a whole bunch of records, but with the power of my superior editorial skills I think you'll find the data satisfactory."
Lana: "Oh I got you these tickets to Remy Zero's concert this Saturday."
She digs through her book bag and pulls out a ticket.
Lana: "Here you go."
Chloe: "I've been looking for these for a while."
Clark: "That's some quid pro quo. She gives you an envelope and she gets concert tickets."
Lana: "For your information this is some very important family information that I've been searching for. It's for that heritage thing, but my computer has been on hiatus for the past month."
Clark: "Well you could have just asked me."
Lana: "Thanks Clark, but in the world of super complicated technical stuff, I think I'd probably trust that Chloe has the foremost authority."
Chloe: "Don't worry, Clark. You're still good for... other things," she said suggestively.
Clark: "Sure. I'll take that as a compliment."
Lana giggles slightly, but soon her eyes begin to widen. She struggles to breath haltingly, gasping for air. She drops the paper. A view from the ground shows the manila envelope drifting slowly to the ground.
Clark: "Lana are you okay?"
Chloe: "What's wrong?"
Lana's legs give in and she falls forward. Clark catches her. Her hands crackle and shake the same way Clark's do when he's around the meteor rocks.
(Theme Song)
~Somebody save me! Let your warm hands break right through. Somebody save me! Don't care how ya do it just stay. Stay. Come on. I've been waiting for you. Stay with me. I made this whole world shine for you. Stay. Stay. Come on~
Back at the Kent Farm
(In the kitchen)
Clark: "I don't know what happened. I mean, one minute we were walking outside of school and the next she just collapsed and I've never known about her having any medical problems."
Martha: "Maybe it was just stress."
Clark: "I don't think stress causes you to hyperventilate and pass out. At least not in high school."
Jonathan: "Well have the doctors said anything?"
Clark: "Well of course they told Nell. She's on her way back from Metropolis, but other than that... no news so far."
Martha: "I hope it's nothing too serious."
Jonathan: "Clark that's your bus."
The bus pulls up outside of the farm.
Clark: "Gotta go."
Clark zooms off at super speed up to his room and gets his book bag and materials. Then walks out the front door normally. Martha walks outside the door.
Martha: "Have a nice day, Clark!"
Clark waves a hand behind him, too consumed in his own thoughts to reply. Clark walks down the aisle and sits in the three-seater with Pete and Chloe.
Pete: "Hey Clark did you hear?"
Clark: "What?"
Chloe: "Well apparently the princess of Smallville has some sort of mysterious ailment that's killing her blood cells or something."
Pete: "Wait I thought she just got a cold. What ailment?"
Clark: "The benefits of an inquiring mind," Clark said hurriedly. "How'd you find out about this?"
Chloe: "I coaxed some med doctor to get me some inside information. Here."
She handed him a manila envelope.
Pete: "So what are you now, a postal worker? Don't take it, Clark everyone she gives an envelope to ends up illin'. The parcel woman of death!"
Clark: "Shut up, Pete."
Clark opened up the folder. A single sheet of paper lingered in the two flaps.
Chloe: "Look right there."
She scanned her finger along a line on the paper.
Clark: "Distinct, nonspecific blood cell failure."
Chloe: "Not only that, but our PhD documents a weird green blood pigmentation in her veins. Like chlorophyll or something."
Clark: "That's odd."
Pete: "No kidding. Looks like your prom queen has some secrets after all."
Lex's Mansion
(Main area. Y'all know what I'm talking about)
Lex walks around looking intensely at his pool table as the sun streams in through the pane-glass windows. The novel "War and Peace" sits on the edge of the pool table. Clark walks in the door unnoticed. Lex hits the eight ball in the corner pocket. The vibration causes the book to fall. Lex walks over to get it. Clark picks it up instead.
Clark: "I got it."
Lex: "Thanks, Clark. I'd hate to see a great work of English literature be damaged by a pool game."
Clark: "You like to read those things?"
Lex: "There's the occasional intriguing topic. It helps me improve myself as a tactician. Other than that it's just a vain attempt to astound my father at my collection of sophisticated arts. Under all these $90 words I'm basically just you with a follicle deficiency."
Clark smiles.
Lex: "I heard about what happened to Lana."
Clark: "How is it that you always know all about the exciting details that take place in our illustrious Smallville High?"
Lex: "Well Clark just like any good reporter I have my informants."
Clark: "If I didn't know better I'd think you were tailing me with one of your drones from 'The Inquisitor'."
Lex (with a smirk): "Of course not."
Clark: "I just don't know what's wrong with her. One minute she was fine and the next..."
Lex: "Well stress can do that to a person."
Clark: "Now you sound like my mom."
Lex: "Your mother is a very astute woman it wouldn't surprise me that she would catch some things that you stay in the dark about."
Clark: "No, Lex. This was something different."
Lex: "Well think about it Clark. I mean between school and getting over the quarterback, although from what you've told me in recent months it appears she's coping with that well, not to mention running the Talon. With all a compendium of extra-extracurricular activities that compounds that list it's easy to see why she might need a break."
Clark: "Yeah, but spending it in a hospital bed? Besides Lana's never been one to let that stuff get to her."
Lex: "Well you're the foremost authority on Lana in a stalking, creepy kind of way."
Clark looks at him annoyed. Lex puts his hands up as if in defense and tilts his head.
Lex: "Look Clark just say the word and I'll have the best doctors in Metropolis down here."
Clark: "No. I don't want to cause any trouble just in case it is a false alarm. But I've got an odd feeling about this. What's that word?"
Lex: "Ominous."
Clark: "Me with a hair deficiency, huh?" says Clark with a smile.
Smallville Hospital
(Lana's room)
Lana lies on her bed alone propped up by a high pillow. She sits there with a remote in her hand flipping through channels. Clark opens the door with a bouquet of lilies and a get-well card.
Clark: "Hey."
Lana smiles.
Lana: "Hey."
Clark: "Uh... I got you lilies because I was sure that everyone else had already gotten roses. I see that I'm not mistaken."
The room is filled with red roses, cards, and balloons. One says "Happy Birthday, Estelle Getty (For one of those television things where they reveal all the hidden stuff).
Lana: "It's been a boring day of boring clichés... thanks for the lilies."
Clark: "So uh... how are you feeling?"
Lana: "Like I look."
Clark: "I thought you would be feeling awful."
Lana blushes.
Lana: "I'm just tired, here flipping through the channels."
She hands him the remote. He surfs the channels for a minute or two until he comes to "Close Encounters". He could see her face light up.
Clark: "I think we've got something."
They both sit there and watch the movie with only the occasional glance at one another. Clark could feel something ominous on the horizon as if things weren't going to turn out peaches and cream this time.
"Green pigmentation..." Clark thought to himself. "Hmmm."
Please review. I'm thinking of writing a second chapter.
