Chapter 15

"Clark...We have a son." Lex whispered, looking down at the sleeping bundle of blankets in the bassinet next to him.

"I'm so proud of you." Clark whispered, leaning over to lightly kiss Lex's lips.

"I meant what I said earlier, Clark. I want you to move into the mansion once Jonathan gets older. You're going to need your parents help at first, but once he gets older, you can both move into the mansion. Its yours. There's already a room designated for Jon when he needs it, and my father has a good sum of money put away for him, as do I, and he's slowly adding to it."

"Lex, stop it. Nothing's going to happen to you, you're going to be here to watch our son grow up." Clark told him, even though he didn't believe the words that were coming out of his mouth.

"Clark..." Lex said, giving him a look. Instead of finishing his sentence, he simply kissed Clark's lips and closed his eyes. "I love you, and I always have."

The last thing Clark heard was the inconsistent beeping of the machines that Lex was connected to, then the noise of Lex flatlining.

A couple doctors ran into the room, trying to revive him. After about 10 minutes, they gave up.

"Time of death, 9:19 pm." one of the doctor's told the other.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Kent. We lost him." Dr. Iyzarro said softly, putting a hand on Clark's shoulder.

Clark was in to much shock to move the hand away. Not even caring who saw him, Clark broke down and let the tears flow. Staring at the ceiling, he cried, "How could you do this? How could you bring him back to me only to take him away again? WHY?" he shouted.

After regaining his calm, Clark realized that he needed to go see his son. Walking into the room, his discovered his parents sitting next to the bed, his mother gently rocking the infant.

Without saying a word, Clark walked into his dad's open arms. "Why, Dad? Why did this happen?"

"I don't know, Son. There's reasons for everything that happens in this world. Just like there was a reason for you coming into our world, there was a reason for Lex being taken out of it. But you'll always remember him, everytime you look into that child's eyes, you'll see Lex. Remember all the happy times you had Clark, Lex would want that. He wouldn't want his memory forgotten."

"I - I just don't know, Dad. There's times I wonder why I was sent here, like you said, there's always a reason for anything that happens, but what was my reason for being sent here? It was Jor-El that killed Lex, Dad, he only wanted him so he could get his heir, then he had no need for him."

"Maybe Clark." Martha said, suddenly speaking up. "Who knows. But your father is right, try to remember all the good times you had with him, and everytime you look into this beautiful child's eyes, you'll see Lex."

"He looks like him," Clark said, finally holding his son for the first time.

"He looks like both of you." Jonathan said. "What did you decide to name him?"

"Jonathan Alexander, after you and Lex." Clark said.

Jonathan smiled. "It's a wonderful name. I'm sure Lex will be very proud of both of you."

"Clark, we're here for you, we'll help you with whatever you need help with." Martha told her son, going over to hug him.

"I know you will, Mom." he sighed, looking at his parents. "Can you guys...can you guys give us a minute? We'll be ready to go in a second, I think Jon needs to say goodbye to Lex."

"Sure Son, we'll be in the waiting room." Jonathan told him, patting his shoulder, then leading his wife out of the room.

Clark sat down by the bed, taking Lex's cold, callous hand in his own. Pressing it against Jon's cheek, he gently kissed his lover for the last time.