Rating: PG-13 (may turn into R in later chapters)
Pairing: Lex/Clark
Author's note: Hey!! I know it's been a long time. But I finally got a hold of a computer for a little while. I'm staying at my grandmother's house. I'm going to post up the next chapter. Now I know Introduced a character named Christian. But really it was spur of the moment and I have no idea what i'm going to do with him. So I might actually have him mysteriously disappear. Well I hope you like this chapter and as always let me know what you think and ideas are always welcome.
The name resounded through Clark's head. Christian. Why was Christian standing at the foot of his classroom? The smirk on his face was making Clark extremely uncomfortable. This man was hiding something. And he was hiding something that had to do with Lex. "Hello. My name is Christian Tuck. I will be filling in for Mrs. Carter for a few days."
Clark watched as Christian's gaze stopped at him. Clark felt his heart turn to ice. This man's eyes were the worst. There was a falseness behind them. Christian's eyes gave him away. At least to Clark. The class seemed to end very quickly. Clark barely paid attention. He was very focused on Christian.
The darkness continued. Lex found himself standing at the end of a tunnel. He heard and felt the rats scurrying across his bare feet. His black pants were ripped and torn. His wine colored dress shirt was missing a sleeve. His head was pounding. Suddenly he heard echoing footsteps behind him. Lex closed his eyes and turned around. When he opened his eyes he was almost blinded by a bright light. Now he was standing in an open field.
Lex's black pants and shirt were normal and his head wasn't pounding. The person standing before him was Clark. A smile was plastered on his face and his hand was outstretched. "Come on. Your going to miss it." Lex grabbed ahold of his hand.
Now he was standing in Clark's loft. Clark was standing infront of him bare to the waist. That's when Lex saw it. The glint of the knife behind Clark. Lex watched in horror as the tip of the knife came out Clark's stomach. "NO!" he screamed. Now Lex was back in the darkness of his mind. He hated the dreams. He just wanted someone to wake him up. He just wanted to be alive again.
2 weeks later.....
"I love you so much it hurts." Clark woke up in a cold sweat as the words echoed through the room. He sat up straight in bed. He had to get out of this place. Clark soon found himself walking alone on the deserted streets of smallville. It was so late and he really hadn't expected to see anybody. He was kind of glad to be alone. Normally he would have gone over to Lex's but he couldn't do that anymore. Lex had been gone for way too long. Most days Clark thought that maybe he would never come out of it. Clark just wanted to get away.
He was in another dream. He knew it. Why else would Lana Lang and Whitney Fordman be sitting in a corner whispering. They were laughing. They were laughing at him. There was a firm grip on his hand as he looked at the purple sky through the glass ceiling. "Where am I?" he asked. "Your with me." a voice answered back. He could hear Lana and Whitney giggling.
Clark squeezed his hand tighter. "But he's dead." Lex whispered into Clark's ear. Clark only looked at him and smiled. "I know. But so am I. And I'm still here with you." Lex looked over at Clark. His face was so pale it almost looked grey. He looked over at Lana who was crying over Whitney's dead body. "Everything around you dies." Clark hissed. Everything faded to black again. Then it got really bright.
Clark stirred slightly. The room he was in felt suddenly cold. It was a room that he had gotten quite accustomed to. It had been a month today since Lex went into a coma. Clark sat up in his chair and wiped away dried tears. He never cried. But he found himself doing that lately. Clark adjusted his eyes to the room and let in a sharp gasp when he looked at Lex. Lex was staring back at him with wide eyes.
"Lex?" he asked unsure. Lex just stared at him and Clark saw his mouth move slightly. He was trying to say something. Clark squeezed his hand. "Don. I'll get a nurse." As Clark left the room he swore he heard Lex whisper. "I love you." Clark shook his head and raced down the hallway to find a nurse.
Author's note: Yes, this is my shortest chapter ever. Trust me. I planned on it being very long. But unfortunately I have to get ready for work and the other half of this chapter is at my house. Well, let me know what you think.
