Reacting to what was happening with Mack and the doctors hands on Lana, "Get yours hands off her," looking over them, "What are you doing you promised you would keep this private?"

"Promised?" he said amused at such a notion, "If you say so Mr. Kent. Now I suggest you two leave. I assure you Mackenzie is in good hands."

From the crowd around her Lana heard Mack calling for her, "Lana! What's going on?!?"

Before she could answer the doctor pushed her into Clark's arms and shut the door in their faces.

::To Be Continued::

New Perspective: Bruised and Broken part 8

By Saint 2 Cynic

As the door shut Lana and Clark quickly moved to look through the window. Being that the doctors neglected to close the blinds they watched as Dr. Gorman walked over and the men looked up at him from their clip boards.

::The in the Room::

Mack's eyes moved around nervously trying to figured out just who these people were and what their intent was.

Dr. Gorman walked to the EKG machine and checked the read out on her vitals. After scanning them quickly, "Well it appears your doing just fine. Now all we have to do is get up your strength some sleeping pills and nourishment should do that."

Mack said nothing and continued to look around.

One the doctors spoke up, "Doctor we didn't fly from metropolis this morning in order to hear your diagnoses. Why don't we just get down to it?"

Mack turned her head to Dr. Gorman as he dropped the read out and pushed up his glasses speaking in compliance, "Yes of course."

Out of his pockets he pulled out two leather wrist straps. Mack's eyes went wide but for some reason whether it be due to her profound lack of strength or words, said nothing. As he strapped in her right wrist another doctor was strapping in her left.

As they tightened them Mackenzie finally spoke up, "What are you doing?" She looked from one wrist to the other as she tried to pick up her hands. The veins on her wrist bulged due to the force.

"There's no need to be worried Mackenzie I'm just showing the good doctors here how extraordinary you are. It should be well.." Dr. Gorman reached around him as she spoke grabbed something from a draw and as he turned back to Mackenzie, who watched him suspiciously; he kept whatever he was he took out behind his back. Then looking up at the doctors and shrugged, "relatively painless."

::Meanwhile in the hallway::

In an attempt to comfort Lana, Clark had both of his hands around the side of her shoulders occasionally rubbing them up and down her arms. Lana reached up and grabbed one of his hands as they both looked on worried and confused.

"Clark, what do you think they're doing?" Lana said keeping her eyes forward.

Before Clark could answer They both watched as Dr. Gorman strapped Mackenzie in and reached into a draw and produced a scalpel.

Lana's eyes went side at the sight escaping her mouth in a whisper, "No."

Clark grew angry, "He promised he would keep Mack's ability private," dropping his hands from Lana's arms his fist clenched in anger, "Lying bastard."

"Clark?" Lana said as her faced reacted to the scene in front of her. Clark went to her side and began to breath heavily, as he two watch Dr. Gorman removed the scalpel from behind his back and lower it.

::The in the room::

As the scalpel came around Mackenzie began to jerk in her restraints even more. Hastily she spoke weakly, "Don't do this, please. Don't…." Before she could get out the rest she felt the icy cold steel of the scalpel make its first initial contact with her forearm. As is pressed in and ran down she screamed and strained against her restraints, "AHHHHHHHHH."

:: The hallway::

At the sound of Mack's yell Lana banged on the glass, "Mack!" She turned back to Clark, "We have to do something!"

"Lana we can't" he spoke regretfully as his eyes counted the tiles on the floor, "There's nothing we can do. I'm sorry."

Not accepting it she shook her head, "No there's something, you always find a way to help. Clark you can do something with your…" Lana stopped herself from saying powers knowing full well that the hospital was a busy place.

"I would love to but I can't" Clark said as he looked back into her pained eyes.

"Can't or won't?" As she said this Lana knew full well she was being a bitch and jumping to conclusions but feeling helpless was something she was far to use to, something she was truly sick of.

Clark just looked at her with eyes that conveyed curiosity and shock, "Can't. You actually think I wouldn't do something if I could?"

::Meanwhile in the room::

The doctors watched in a silent awe as the wound closed just has fast as it had been opened and Mack calmed down.

"How in the.." one doctor spoke.

Rather proud of himself Dr. Gorman stepped back and addresses them all, "As you can see your trip from Metropolis was well worth it."

"I'd say," another doctor let slip.

Mack continued to battle with her restraints she wanted to cry, she wanted to scream but she was so weak. Now even more so after Dr. Gorman decided to play show and tell.

"How much trauma can she sustain?" the tallest of them all said rather matter of factly.

Mack looked up at him and gave him a dirty look then turned her eyes to her feet. She wanted to be so far away from this, so far away. The longer she focused her eyes on her big toes the fuzzier the men in white coats became, the fuzzier they're bodies the more faint there voices. Her yes felt heavy as they fought the on-coming threat of passing out.

Not paying attention to Mackenzie Dr. Gorman answered the other's question, "Lets put it this way about a month ago Mackenzie here severed her spine and broke her neck in 2 places; the result….. She was in a coma for 2 weeks and walked her out of the hospital," as he paused he realized he couldn't hear Mack struggling anymore. Looking down at her he saw her eyes were closed, her arms limp. Reacting to the sudden change in his patient he went to the machine and checked her vitals nervously.

"Stable," he said aloud smiling. Turning to the doctors once more he found their stares to be disarming. So he stumbled with his explanation, "The stress must have caused her to.. to.. must have caused her to.. pass out. I think it's umm best to reschedule this to a later date when the patient is of proper strength."

"And of proper conscience to consent to such tests," a doctor pushed threw the others as he spoke. Everyone watched him as if he had said something irrational. Continuing he motioned the Mack's restraints, "This isn't right. Not only are you violating doctor patient confidentially or restraining her against her will."

Recognizing him Dr. Gorman spoke shocked, "Dr. Jacob's.."

Before he could add more Dr. Jacob's spoke with even more fervor, "Yes that's right and I will not allow this girl to objectified in this manner nor will I have any hand in this abuse. I suggest we all leave immediately and allow her to heal properly then her consent will be asked for further testing."

The rest of the doctors shook there head's and began to leave. Dr. Gorman stood dumbfounded as each walked by him nodding instead of voicing their goodbyes.

As Dr. Jacobs passed he stopped next to Dr. Gorman, "My connections do not reach as far as the Luthor's but I assure doctor if this girl is harmed or paraded around any further your medical ties will be cut, and your medical license revoked," pausing to look at Mackenzie then leaned into Dr. Gorman's ear whispering, "I'll be around to check up on her and I'll have the medical review board on speed dial," Standing up straight Dr. Jacobs as he smoothed over his scrubs and looked to the door, "Good day Dr. Gorman."

He left leaving Dr. Gorman to swallow the size 22 foot lodged in his mouth.

::Meanwhile in the Hallway::

Clark continued to stare at her waiting for an answer. Lana suddenly felt sorry for having snapped at him. She knew he would do something if he could, he had so many times before. But before she could get a chance to break the tension and apologize; Pete walked up worried.

"Guys what's going on?"

"Pete," Clark broke eye contact with Lana and turned to him, "What are you doing here?"

"I wanted to see how Mack was.." he stopped his sentence as his eyes made their way through the window, "What the.."

"Listen to me Pete I need you to go back to the torch and have Chloe dig up everything she can on that Dr. Gorman. Anything," Clark grabbed Pete shoulders in order to get his full attention.

"Ok," Pete said absent mindedly.

"I'll call you later," Clark now turned Pete completely around and practically pushed him down the hall.

"Ok, Ok Clark," Taking one last look at Mack's room Pete made his way down the hall and back to the torch.

Just as Pete was out of sight, the crowd of doctors came out of the room mumbling back and forth.

Both Lana and Clark inched closer to the doorway anxiously waiting for the doorway to clear. When she thought the coast was clear Lana turned into the doorway only to pump into the last of them.

"Oh, I'm sorry," she said stepping back. Her eyes squinted as she took note of his name tag.

"It's fine, don't worry about it," Dr. Jacobs said as he walked past her and nodded to Clark.

Lana rushed into the room while Clark remained for a minute in the hallway watching Dr. Jacobs go. Pondering to himself, "Why is he the last out?" Shaking off his thought he went into the room.

Lana had run over to Mack's bed side. Looking at her restraints then Mackenzie and back again. Her eyebrows furrowed with anger as she directed her attention to the doctor, "What the hell did you do?"

Clark stood behind Dr. Gorman his arms crossed in anger.

"Nothing. I was just showing the other doctors.." he said nervously.

Clark surprising him from behind, "Showing the other doctors something you promised you would keep private." Startled Dr. Gorman jumped.

Now standing side ways so as to look from both Lana to Clark., "I know I know and I'm sorry.." his eyes darted back and forth, "But I assure you she'll be fine, she passed out. Those other doctors will only return and discuss her condition further when she is of proper health and state of mind to give consent. You have my word."

Lana looked at him with anger as she undid on of Mack's restraints. Clark stepped closer to Dr. Gorman. Compared to the doctor Clark was extremely intimidating. Inching his face up to the doctors in order to make an impression, "How can we believe you now?"

Stepping back away for Clark his back met the EKG read out. He fumbled with it until stepping aside and inching slowly to the door, "Let's just say I've have a lot on the line if I go back on my word."

Lana didn't care about the technicalities she knew Mack was no longer safe there, "When can we take her home?"

Wanting to please, "As soon as she wakes. I'll write the proper prescriptions for you now." With that he hurried out of the room leaving Clark with his fists clenched and Lana fumbling with the second restraint.

Hearing that she was having trouble with it Clark calmed down and walked over. Gently taking her hand off the restraint, "I'll do it." Lana stepping back as he bypassed the belt lock and simply snapped lose it in his bare hands.

"Thanks," she whispered as she made her way back to the other side of the bed.

The two stood there watching Mackenzie sleep silently. Cutting the tension Lana looked up at Clark, "I'm sorry about before I know.. I know you would.."

Cutting her off he walked over to her meeting her as he turned to him. Clark tucked her hair behind her ear causing her to smile, "I know you I know, I'm sorry I didn't do anything."

Shaking her head, "No, Clark there was nothing you could do and she's going to be fine now so please don't take whatever I said to heart. I was just being selfish as usual."

"Wanting help Mack is far from selfish. Frankly I think you're a saint for sticking by her. I love her but she hasn't been to hospitable to you."

Looking over her shoulder to Mack then back at Clark, "She had her reasons for pushing me away…"

A bit amused, "Sounds like someone I know."

Lana hit him playfully, "You sure you two aren't related?"

Clark laughed and looked over Lana to Mack, "Yeah I'm sure."

Lana inched closer to him and wrapped her arms around him resting her head against his chest. Talking into the flannel, "Everything's going to be ok, right Clark?"

Clark hugged her tightly then rubbed her back as his chin rested atop her head, "Everything's going to be ok."

As the sun began to the set its rays spread across the room. The light on Mack's eyelids woke her up. Squinting against the light she saw Lana and Clark embracing. Weakly, "I'm not dead guys."

Lana let go of the now smiling Clark wiped her eyes and turned to Mackenzie, "Hey you."

"Hey," Mack moved her wrists and was surprised to find them free. Raising her arm she looked at it confused then remembering what happened she placed it back down. Looking Clark, "Them knowing about me isn't good is it?"

"Right now I don't know Mack," Clark said concerned, "But we'll worry about that after you get better."

"No Clark I'll worry about it. It's my problem not yours," Mack said defiantly. Her speech though more clear was in a weak whisper.

"Let's not argue about this now ok?" Lana looked from one to the other, "our main concerned is getting you out of here."

"I'll go get good old Dr. Gorman for the prescriptions," looking at Lana, "I'll be right back."

She nodded to him and with that he quietly left the room.

::DR. Gorman's office::

His office was dark and looked like the manifestation of his own personal feelings of doom.

Dr. Gorman's hand holding a cigarette that shook nervously as he spook on the phone, "Yes, a Dr. Jacobs… Mr. Luthor you don't understand… yes ok ok."

::Knock: Knock::

"I have to go there someone at the door," he said even more nervously as he put out the cigarette and waved away the smoke. ::Knock: Knock:: "Goodbye."

Hanging up the phone, "Come," he waved the smoke away, "in!"

Clark entered the dark office and closed the door behind him. "Mr. Kent?"

"Mackenzie is awake so if we could have those prescriptions you told us about." Clark tried to hide his anger opting instead to come and go as quickly as possible.

"Of course, here you go," he stood handing them to Clark across the desk, "This one," pointed the one on top, "is a sleeping pill. The second is a vitamin."

"ok," Clark turned to leave.

"Wait Mr. Kent," Dr. Gorman rounded the desk and stood in front of it, "She needs to sleep and eat three meals a day. No excessive physical activity either. Complete bed rest understood?"

Clark nodded to him opened the door and left.

Dr. Gorman ran his hand through what was left of his hair and looked up to ceiling. Whispering to himself, "What have you gotten yourself into Gorman?"

::While Clark and Lana transported Mack from the hospital back to the Talon. Lex since leaving the Torch sat at his desk trying to figured out through his computer just what Mackenzie could be hiding::

::The Luthor Mansion::

Lex looked at the screen his eyes wide. Leaning over to get closer to it. Saying aloud in awe, "A severed spine and neck, huh?" Grabbing the phone he dialed with a look of determination, "Yes this is Lex Luthor is Dr. Jacobs in?"

::To Be continued::

This isn't a cliffhanger merely well I don't know I didn't mean for it to be a cliffhanger. Sorry

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