To answer JUNIOR1985's question, no Lana does not know Clark's secret yet. And I'm sorry it took so long. I have almost 7 chapters written already, so its not for the lack of inspiration, I just don't have the time to type it up. So sorry!

Disclaimer: I don't own Smallville, Tom Petty and The Heartbreakers or the song All or Nothin'. You don't need to rub it in.

Chapter 2: All or Nothin'

He ran through the halls trying to find her. 'They moved her! Something must be wrong.. They wouldn't move her if there wasn't..' As he caught sight of Dr. Bryce stepping out of a room to his left he called out. She turned and folded her arms,

"Clark," she started but was cut off.

"Where is she!? What's wrong? I went to her room and she wasn't there.." He was obviously panicking.

"Clark, Clark, calm down. We just moved her out of the I.C.U. to a quieter room. I'll show you." He swallowed back tears as he followed her quickly. She led him to a small room and handed him a small key. "Lex requested she was treated with the best care. Only people with a key can get in so she will have better privacy."

Clark thanked her and unlocked the door hastily. His breath caught in his chest as he saw her beautiful face, marred with a scrape across her right cheek and a bandage wrapped around her forehead. He quickly sat down beside her, gently taking her hand. "Lana," he started after making sure Helen had left. "I need to tell you the truth. Lana I love you, please don't leave me. I swear, as soon as you wake up, I promise to share my secret with you. Just promise me you will get better." He gently caressed her cheek devoid of a wound as he leaned forward and kissed her softly.

Clark woke to see a pair of lovely doe eyes watching him curiously as he had fallen asleep beside her. He gave her a nervous smile as he sat up, but soon forgot about it as he realized she had woken up. "Lana, your awake! Are you feeling alright?" She smiled at him,

"Yea, I'm fine Clark. Dr. Bryce already came and checked on me. She said my recovery was a miracle and that I would be able to go home by the end of the week," she said giggling softly, her nose crinkling like it always did when she was thoroughly amused. Clark smiled and gave her hand a small squeeze,

"I'm glad you are all right." She smiled then asked a horrible question.

"Clark, have you seen Nell? She hasn't come to visit me yet.." Clark immediately frowned and she knew something was wrong instantly.

"What is it Clark?"

"Lana, I'm so sorry. She, your aunt she, Lana, she died on impact." Lana choked back a sob as tears streamed down her delicate face. Her cheek started to sting as her salty tears flowed over the injury. Clark pulled her shuttering form to him and enveloped her into a tight hug. Stroking her soft hair he muttered,

"Shhhh, at least she didn't suffer." Lana nodded slowly against his chest as she tried to muffle a sob. Clark rubbed the small of her back in small circles with his hand as he rocked her back and forth.

"When you get out of the hospital, you can stay at my place if you want." Lana smiled sadly as she pulled away to look at him.

"Thanks Clark." she muttered. He smiled at her and gently wiped away the tears remaining on her cheeks. He glanced up at the door as he heard somebody knock. Clark stood up, remembering the door locked itself from the outside. He opened the door to find no other that Whitney standing there.

A.N. okay, I know all of you are like, "didn't he die?" well, in this story just pretend after the war they broke up and so everything that happened because Whitney wasn't in the picture still happened but they eventually got back together.

Whitney gave Clark a cocky grin as he pushed his way into the room and past Clark. He rushed over to Lana's side and gave her a roughly passionate kiss before she could say a word. Lana pulled away, wincing as he brushed her cheek.

"Whitney, please. I'm fine." He gave her a stupid grin,

"Well can you blame me for wanting to kiss your beautiful lips? I mean even farm boy over there would agree with me.." He finished to prove his point. Lana glanced at Clark as she blushed. After a moment of uncomfortable silence Lana cleared her throat. "Um, Clark? Would you mind giving us a moment?" Clark nodded; half of him was glad he could get away from Whitney, the other half hurt Lana wanted him to leave.

He left after giving Lana one last glance and making sure his key was securely in his pocket. He walked across the busy hallway to a row of bright orange plastic chairs to wait until Whitney left so he could talk to Lana again.

Lana turned her head away as Whitney made another attempt to kiss her.

"Lana, what's wrong?" She swallowed,

"Whitney, all this has made me realize a lot of things. One of them being that I think we should break up…"

He looked at her like she had grown a second head.

" WHAT!!?? I don't understand! This is because of Kent isn't it!?" Lana shook her head.

"Whitney, Clark has nothing to do with this! I want to break up because you want things I don't.." Whitney ran his hands through his hair.

"Lana, we have going out forever! I just wanted to deepen our relationship! Damn it Lana, you always say I am never affectionate to you and when I try you push me away!"

"That's because you just do it in front of your jock buddies! I feel like a trophy, like I need your attention just to keep me shinny! And besides, like I told you. I'm not ready. You want things I'm not ready to give."

You want it all, you want it all,
All or nothin'

Here am I a fallen arrow
My load is wide, my street is narrow
My skin is thicker, my heart is tougher
I don't mind workin', but I'm scared to suffer
You know? You know?

Whitney stood up, "fine if that's how you feel, then we are officially over!" He stormed out of the room, leaving an overwhelmed Lana in his wake. He quickly found Clark and went over to him.

"You can have her Kent! She's all yours now!" he yelled, inches from his face, then stormed off down the hall.

Sweet chariots of L.A. swing low
at twilight time the smog makes a rainbow
so keep one eye on the weather
you had it good, you wanted better
you know? You know?

You want it all, you want it all,
All or nothin'

Clark stood up and walked over to the still partly open door and entered to see Lana watching him.

"Lana," He started but she interrupted.

"Clark, it wasn't your fault. Whitney brought it upon himself." Clark stayed silent as he walked over to the empty chair next to her.

"Do you mind if I sit?" She shook her head and the silence returned. Finally she spoke up.

"Clark, can I tell you why I broke up with Whitney?" Clark shifted uncomfortably in his chair under her intense gaze.

"Um, sure Lana." She cleared her throat and rubbed her eyes before continuing.

"The first reason was that he was pressuring me into things." Clark's jaw tightened. He hated Whitney more and more with each passing second.

"What's the second? Well I assume there is a second anyway.." Lana nodded,

"The reason was that I am in love with someone else." This hit Clark like a brick wall. He tried his hardest to look unphased by this but Lana saw the hurt in his eyes. 'If only you knew Clark.' She thought. Clark steadied himself. "Oh. Who is this guy? Do I know him?" Lana nodded slightly,

"Yea, you are actually very close to him.." Clark looked at her like she was insane.

"You like Pete?!" Lana laughed out loud at that.

"Clark, don't be ridiculous! It isn't Pete, or Lex, just to clear that up." Clark sat in thought for a moment. 'Who else is close to me?' Lana had started talking again so he looked up at her.

"You probably think I am a horrible person.." Clark met her eyes with his intense green orbs.

"No. Just honest. The worst thing you can do is lie to yourself."

A.N. heh, got that from my grandpa. Anyway, hope you like. Please leave a review! Constructive criticism please. Thanks again Kiraa-Miroku-Forever a.k.a. Kess