This will continue in Lana POV
Clark's hand dropped and he quickly turned me toward him. "Don't close up on me Lana. Please just tell me what your thinking. I need you."
I trembled at his words. Oh lord how I needed him too.
I tried everything not to cry any harder. I bit my lip, held my breath, counted to 30 but nothing worked. I couldn't live without Clark, I knew that in my heart. But my head insisted on something else. My head wanted to tell me to run away. Forget about everything. Forget about the fact that the person I loved was different. Forget about the fact that he wasn't even from this planet!
But then reality sets in and I realize that running away changes nothing. Clark tried that already and look where it got us. Nowhere. What would the difference be now?
Clark grabbed at my shoulders and forced me to look at him. "Lana please! Please
just say something. Tell me what you're thinking." Clark's eyes were bright once again. The blue in them even more brilliant than usual.
I closed my eyes for a second and let the tears fall. These were justified tears. Tears for the lies, tears for my dead parents and tears from all the love I still felt for the man standing in front of me. This man who has saved my life more times than I could count. Was it fair that he had kept all of this from me? No. But if I lived in shoulda, coulda, woulda's for the rest of my life when would I ever get to the actual living part?
"I thinkā¦." I started. "I think I love you no matter what planet you came from. I think you are one of the most kindest, most loving, selfless people on planet Earth. You are more human than any of us can ever hope to be Clark Kent." I finished with a small trembling smile. Clark stood there with a dumbfounded expression on his face. His mouth opened and closed a couple of times.
"Does this mean you're not going to go?"
"This means I accept you Clark. I'm not going to run. I'm not going to be angry anymore. I just want to be happy and being with you makes me happy."
Clark leaned down and hugged me tightly. Maybe a little too tight. "Clark? Oxygen becoming an issue."
Clark let go of me. "Sorry. I wasn't concentrating."
I gave Clark a confused look. "Concentrating?"
Clark sighed. "I think we have a whole lot more to talk about."
My eyes widened. Oh god, please no more surprises. "How much more?"
"Well, we've actually covered the basics. You know the cover story. You just need the details." Clark grabbed one of my hands at my earnest expression. "Don't worry Lana. If you can handle the whole 'Hi I'm an alien' thing then the rest is going to be a piece of cake."
It was my turn to sigh. "Then bring on the cake."
For the next two hours, as Clark and I sat on the couch facing each other, I listened to Clark tell me everything from the day he was found by the Kents 'till now. Slowly but surely all the coincidences started to come together. It all made sense. How Clark got everywhere so fast, how he was always there at just the right time.
"Clark, what about the tornado?"
Clark blushed. "Umm, I still don't know how I did that. One minute I saw you and the car go into the twister and the next I willed myself to you. That's the only way I can describe it."
And still it went on. It felt so liberating to ask questions and finally get some answers. Finally to get the truth.
"So, let me get this straight. You put on the class ring and the red meteor rock in it makes you a horny, leather jacket wearing, motorcycle riding jerk?"
Clark winced. "I guess I deserved that."
"You bet you did." I poked Clark in the stomach and I immediately noticed how my finger met pure muscle. I let the rest of my fingers join the finger poking at Clark and slowly caressed his stomach pretending as if I didn't hear his breath catch and feel his body tense.
"But even under it's power the first thing I thought of was you and how to get you to go out with me."
I smirked my hand still caressing his stomach. "Yeah, much good that did us."
Clark placed his hand over the hand that was doing wicked things to his body. "It might not have worked out the way I normally would have wanted it to but I have to say that kiss in the Talon was pretty amazing."
I leaned closer to Clark my lips a breath away from his. "Amazing sums it up pretty well."
Clark leaned closer and his eyes darted back and forth over my face. "What do you say we try it again but this time we give it a happy ending?"
My heart leaped. "Can Kryptonians love like humans do?"
Clark smiled. "Since I can only speak for myself, I can only tell you how I feel when I'm in love."
"Well?"
"My palms get sweaty, my heart pounds faster, I can't stop thinking of you and the best part of my day is when I see you smile."
I swallowed. "It seems to me that Kryptonians and humans are pretty much the same in the love department."
Clark and I were slowly closing the distance and well, wouldn't you know it, my palms were sweaty and my heart was pounding. "Lana?"
"Mmmm?"
"Can I kiss you?"
"Since when did you start asking, Clark?"
"Since I found out you thought I was a horny, leather jacket wearing, motorcycle riding jerk."
I laughed and it felt good. "Only when you're on red kryptonite."
Clark laughed too but his face got serious quickly. "So can I?"
"Depends."
"On what?"
"On how many times you looked at me using your X-ray vision."
"I only did it once. And it was by accident."
I shook my head sadly and sat back. "What a shame. And here I thought you were attracted to me."
Clark gave me a stricken look. "What? Lana!"
I giggled and jumped on his lap. "Just kidding."
Clark gave me an exasperated look. "Lana. That wasn't fu-."
I put one finger on his mouth. "Shutup and kiss me."
"Your wish is my command."
Clark's lips covered mine and I felt whole again. A million things were running through my mind. The biggest thought being this probably wasn't the time for this but I just couldn't bring myself to care. All I knew was that I was kissing Clark. The real Clark. The Clark I now knew everything about. And it felt good.
End of Part Twelve
