Restless
Clark awoke later that evening in a cold sweat. He didn't realize where he was at first because he was stuck in a limbo type environment for what seemed like forever.
Clark decided to get up and walk around a bit and get reacquainted with his room. He had spent much time up in his room thinking about where he came from and where he was supposed to go. But now it seemed like his past was so known to him that he could see what his parents looked like and know that they only wanted what was best for him. He also realized that his adoptive parents continued with this mantra because they also wanted him to be happy in whatever capacity.
He tried to remember how he ended back up at home but it all seemed fuzzy and all he could remember was that he hugged his mom and his mom had tears coming down her cheeks.
Clark then decided to go and see his parents. Clark tip-toed down the hallway and opened the door to his parents room. The door squeaked open a bit and Martha opened her eyes to see the door open and her son slowly tiptoe towards her. Clark then knelt down beside the bed and looked at Martha. Martha then held out her hand for Clark to hold. Clark then took it and looked into his mothers' eyes. With her other hand Martha caressed Clark's face and then moved over and tapped beside her on the empty bed. Clark then sat down on the bed and then lay down beside Martha. Clark looked at his mother for a moment and sighed and then fell back to sleep.
Downstairs Lana had awakened to find herself sleeping on the couch she didn't realize how tired she was. The day had rushed back to her. Seeing Clark so fragile and yet so strong at the same time, had made her feel so useless because she didn't know how to help him. Clark had helped her on so many occasions that she couldn't count them anymore. Lana just felt so out of place. Clark hadn't even noticed that Lana was in the search party. She could understand that it was probably very overwhelming for him to suddenly be found to not notice everything that was going on around him. Lana then heard movements in the floorboard above her. She knew it had to be Clark. Jonathan and Martha had been so exhausted over the past month and a half that they were filled with relief that they probably both went to bed and fell fast asleep. Lana decided that while she was awake she should go upstairs to where she had been staying in the guest room and try and go back to sleep.
When she softly and carefully reached the top of the stairs she noticed that Clark had entered his parents' room. She walked towards the guest room quietly and then noticed that Martha had invited Clark to sleep in their bed. Clark had then sat on the bed and looked up briefly for what she thought that he looked at her but hadn't. Lana then opened the guest room door and before she walked into the room she looked back and found Clark had once again fallen asleep, his one arm hanging off the bed, and his left leg was still bent off the bed.
Lana smiled a little and then walked towards her dresser and pulled out her pajamas and got into them and then collapsed on the bed and got under the covers and fell back to sleep.
Clark awoke later that evening in a cold sweat. He didn't realize where he was at first because he was stuck in a limbo type environment for what seemed like forever.
Clark decided to get up and walk around a bit and get reacquainted with his room. He had spent much time up in his room thinking about where he came from and where he was supposed to go. But now it seemed like his past was so known to him that he could see what his parents looked like and know that they only wanted what was best for him. He also realized that his adoptive parents continued with this mantra because they also wanted him to be happy in whatever capacity.
He tried to remember how he ended back up at home but it all seemed fuzzy and all he could remember was that he hugged his mom and his mom had tears coming down her cheeks.
Clark then decided to go and see his parents. Clark tip-toed down the hallway and opened the door to his parents room. The door squeaked open a bit and Martha opened her eyes to see the door open and her son slowly tiptoe towards her. Clark then knelt down beside the bed and looked at Martha. Martha then held out her hand for Clark to hold. Clark then took it and looked into his mothers' eyes. With her other hand Martha caressed Clark's face and then moved over and tapped beside her on the empty bed. Clark then sat down on the bed and then lay down beside Martha. Clark looked at his mother for a moment and sighed and then fell back to sleep.
Downstairs Lana had awakened to find herself sleeping on the couch she didn't realize how tired she was. The day had rushed back to her. Seeing Clark so fragile and yet so strong at the same time, had made her feel so useless because she didn't know how to help him. Clark had helped her on so many occasions that she couldn't count them anymore. Lana just felt so out of place. Clark hadn't even noticed that Lana was in the search party. She could understand that it was probably very overwhelming for him to suddenly be found to not notice everything that was going on around him. Lana then heard movements in the floorboard above her. She knew it had to be Clark. Jonathan and Martha had been so exhausted over the past month and a half that they were filled with relief that they probably both went to bed and fell fast asleep. Lana decided that while she was awake she should go upstairs to where she had been staying in the guest room and try and go back to sleep.
When she softly and carefully reached the top of the stairs she noticed that Clark had entered his parents' room. She walked towards the guest room quietly and then noticed that Martha had invited Clark to sleep in their bed. Clark had then sat on the bed and looked up briefly for what she thought that he looked at her but hadn't. Lana then opened the guest room door and before she walked into the room she looked back and found Clark had once again fallen asleep, his one arm hanging off the bed, and his left leg was still bent off the bed.
Lana smiled a little and then walked towards her dresser and pulled out her pajamas and got into them and then collapsed on the bed and got under the covers and fell back to sleep.