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A/N: LAST CHAPTER!!!!! ::sniffle:: It makes me so sad...Thank you all soooo much for reviewing! I hope to get tons of reviews letting me know if you liked the ending. I figured a cliff hanger was a good way to set up for the sequel. And there has to be a sequel, ne? I mean, absolutely nothing was resolved about Redd Morgan in this story at all, right? So, if you've got any ideas for the sequel, let me know. I've got a mini-writer's-block right now and I need to write it. So, let me know, yeah?
CHRISTMAS DAY, 2004
2:45 AM
Clark heard a noise and he looked up slowly, expecting to see Lana, but getting quite the surprise. There before him stood a man, tall, wiry, and bearded, clad all in white, a slight glow was about him. Who are you? He asked hesitantly. What are you doing here?
"Granting a Christmas prayer for someone who loves you very much." The man responded. A cold wind suddenly ripped through the air. A furious roar shattered the silence.
"YOU ARE NOT WELCOME HERE! YOU CANNOT HAVE THE BOY!!" An angry, evil voice resonated through the air. "
And you may not keep him." The man responded calmly. "You have no power over me Lichtonsine (A/N: Pronounced Lick-tone-seen), as you very well know." He raised an open palm before him and a bright white light flashed and the dark slowly receded around our young hero, leaving him blinking in its impending brilliance, shivering still despite the new glow that surrounded him, eyes focused upon the ground. "Ah, Lana, welcome." The bright man said with a laugh in his voice.
Lana had fallen asleep at Clark's side shortly after excusing herself from the dinner table early and going back to the room. She had now been dropped upon unsteady feet in a world that was familiar, yet so very different from the place she had last found her self in. Clark sat cross-legged upon the ground, as usual, but before him stood a man robed in white and smiling, who greeted her like an old friend.
The surrounding area that had once been so bleak and dark was filled with light and life. Green grasses had spread from beneath Clark and covered the ground, flowers of inconceivable colors and shapes sprouted in clusters and singularly all around them. Trees flourished and light shone on everything and heat from an unseen force warmed her. A huge butterfly fluttered past with wings of gold and blue and purple. A chipmunk chased its mate around the trunk of an apple tree. Lana laid curious eyes on the mysterious man who spoke to her.
"What happened? It's so different." She said, taking a hesitant step forward. Clark still had his head bowed. "Clark?"
"The evil that kept him captive is gone, Clark is free. Go to him Lana."
Lana needed no second bidding, she ran to Clark's side and knelt before his, laying a gentle hand n his cheek. He raised his face to her and his eyes shone with some of their old brilliance. She smiled at him and after a few second he smiled back, face brightening and his shivering ceased. She threw her arms around him and held him close and he put his arms around her small back and held on as if he'd never let go.
"Wish granted, Lana, good bye," the man said and Lana whipped around.
"Wait!" She exclaimed and he stopped, mid-turn.
"Yes," he smiled.
"Who are you, how did you know about my-?"
"I know of all prayers. I am Andre, your guardian angel. Christmas prayers are the most frequently answered ones of all, but yours stuck out. You asked for nothing for yourself, nothing in return. You were willing to give up all, forsake any and all things that you would have received, to get back the man you loved. Wish granted, good bye Lana Lang, and remember, I will always be with you. Always," and with a smile to Clark he extended his hands and they took them and were instantly enveloped in his blinding white light.
CHRISTMAS DAY, 2004
3: 13 AM
Lana lay with her head on the edge of the hospital bed, her hand gently resting over Clark's. His hand moved slightly and she woke with a start. "Clark?" She whispered, gazing at his face intently. His eyes moved behind their lids and his hand moved again. She saw his eyelids flicker, trying to open. "Clark?" She whispered again, clasping his moving hand, overwhelming emotion choked her voice. His eyes fluttered open, and he took a deep breath, glancing around looking slightly bewildered before his gaze fell upon Lana.
"Lana," he breathed, a weak smile forming on the edges of his mouth.
"Clark!" She exclaimed quietly and threw herself onto him. "Oh God, Clark, I was so afraid!" He put his arms around her gently, holding her as her body shook with tears. She pulled away quickly, "Oh my God, your parents! MR. AND MRS. KENT! CHLOE, PETE, LEX! WAKE UP! HURRY!" She cried put then burst into tears again, burying her face in Clark's shoulder, squeezing his hand.
"What is it Lana?!" John asked in alarm.
"Look," she whispered, sitting back to give them a clearer view of Clark, who held Lana's hand in his.
"CLARK!" Mrs. Kent exclaimed, tears of joy running from her eyes, she ran to his bed side and hugged him tightly. "Oh, Clark I thought I'd lost you." She sobbed. Lana moved back to stand beside a crying Chloe, giving John access to his son's bedside. He smiled gratefully through his tears and hugged his son. Chloe and Lana held onto each other as they cried and Lex and Pete came over and hugged them too. Pete shed silent tears, as he hugged Chloe, Lex looked as if he wanted to, but years of practicing at hiding his emotions had rendered him unable to do so. As it was he held Lana to him, unable to speak, allowing her to lean on him, as she felt that her knees were about to give out. Lana glanced upward, thank you Andre, thank you, she mouthed. It could have been her imagination but she could've sworn that the angel on top of their tree glowed a little bit brighter for a moment. As if to add to the miracle at work, the intercom system began to blare a song over the speakers. Lana smiled at the words.
I don't want that much for Christmas
There is just one thing I need.
I don't care about the presents
Underneath the Christmas tree.
I just want you for my own.
More than you will ever know.
Make my wish come true.
Baby, all I want for Christmas is you.
She moved over to Clark, "I got exactly what I asked for." She whispered, kissing him, even in front of all the others. They whistled and made joking little cat calls. She looked at John and Martha beseechingly. "Can I have a minute alone with Clark, please? I mean, I know he just woke up and everything, but..." She spoke quickly; Mr. Kent raised a hand to silence her.
"It's okay Lana. Come on you guys, let's give them a minute." He beckoned the others out into the hallway. He turned back, framed in the doorway. "Just a minute. Make it worth while." Lana smiled at him as he winked and closed the door behind him.
Lana perched on the edge of Clark's bed, holding his hand gently, tears forming in the corners of her eyes. "I missed you Clark." She whispered, allowing a tear to wind its way down her cheek.
"You tried to save me," Clark told her, frowning slightly. "From the darkness. I remember. You tried to save me." Lana nodded.
"I failed," she whispered, looking down at her hands. Clark curled a finger under her chin, raising her head up until their eyes met.
"You could never fail me. Never," he whispered, bringing her down to kiss her deeply. Lana broke the kiss gently, meeting his warm brown eyes.
"I asked the others to leave so I could tell you something. Something I should have told you every day." She paused, taking a shaky breath. "I love you, Clark. I never stopped loving you. Even after all the stuff that happened, no matter how hard I tried to make it go away. And when this happened... God, I was so afraid that I'd never see you smile again, or hear you laugh... or tell you how much you mean to me. There were times over these past four months where I really thought I'd lost you. And it hurt..." She paused again, taking a breathy sob, letting the tears flow freely down her face. "It hurt my heart. And my soul. To the point where I didn't think I could bear it." Clark squeezed her hand gently, eyes shining with tears. "You can't ever leave me again." She sobbed. Clark pulled her into a tight hug, stroking her hair and making soothing noises in her ear.
"I won't," He whispered to her, tears rolling down his cheeks.
"Promise," she said through her tears.
"I promise. I love you Lana Lang." He kissed her gently, brushing her tears away with his thumbs, running his hands over her cheeks. "I love you more than anything." He kissed her again. She met his eyes, looking at him with a mischievous shine in her eyes. "What?" He frowned, and then raised an eyebrow at her.
"We know," she said slyly.
"Know what?" He asked suspiciously.
"About you abilities," She replied, grinning at his shocked expression.
"What? How?" He stammered, unable to produce complete thoughts.
"I kind of figured it out from my dreams. And when I asked your dad, he told me the truth. And then he and your mom decided it was time that your other friends knew."
"Even Lex?" He asked in surprise. His dad actually told Lex Luther about his abilities. Wow.
"Even Lex," she replied.
"Wow," he said, eyes wide in surprise. "Well, that takes a huge load off my chest." He grinned, hugging her lovingly. His family and friends came back in then, smiling so much they're faces started to hurt, but they couldn't stop.
"Let's open gifts, shall we?" Mrs. Kent suggested with a smile after Clark had been examined by his doctor and proclaimed completely free of danger of relapsing into his coma.
"Awesome idea, Mrs. Kent," Chloe exclaimed and raced over to their little tree, doling out gifts for everyone, including Clark, whom people had bought things for even though he hadn't woken yet. The opened them amidst huge grins and lots of laughter.
DECEMBER 26, 2004
2:38 PM
The next day, after a few hours of sleep after their urgent wake up call at three o'clock, the group of family and friends sat around Clark's bed talking and laughing, enjoying Clark's return to the waking world, free of demons and shadows. Suddenly Pete's face turned serious. Clark was the first to notice his expression, noting the frown lines creasing his brow as he silently pondered something.
"What is it Pete?" Clark asked in concern.
"I hate to be the kill-joy, but I've been thinkin'. Guys, what're we gonna do about Redd Morgan?" The smiles fell from their faces.
TO BE CONTINUED...
This is the end of the part, but not the end of the story...
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