Run Chapter 3: Cat and Mouse, a smallville fanfic

Hey all! You are probably like, what the hell took so long? Well I got stuck on this chapter and it was really hard to get it just right. The song I used was White Flag by Didopronounced Die-doe ::cheers:: I love that song! And yes, I know, they used this song in the episode "Phoenix" in season three, but who cares. Anyway, hope you like! And please review!

DISCLAIMER: No I don't own Smallville, Dido or the song White Flag. ::Mumbles incoherently about the bastards who ruined Smallville:: ::cough cough:: Al/ Miles ::Cough cough::

Chapter 3: Cat and Mouse

Lana swallowed the lump in her throat and wiped her finger under her eyelids to rid the tears that were drying there.

"No wait Chloe, I can't go back. Please. Turn back around."

Chloe turned the red vehicle back around with out question, and they continued on the down the road to Lana's new home.

Clark stood up slowly and made up his mind. If she couldn't stay with him, he would go with her. She couldn't stop him from staying either. He went to his closet and pulled a new shirt that happened to be cotton instead of the usual flannel, but still blue, from its hanger.

His eyes dripped with tears again as the memory of his and Lana's one and only shopping excursion. It had also been the day he had shared with her his deep, dark secret that had kept them apart for so long. It was the best decision of his life. He pulled the baby blue shirt over his broad shoulders and went down his steps, buttoning his shirt to his collarbone.

Clark walked slowly across the barnyard to the house, not seeing his parent's truck and went inside. He went dazed and disoriented into the kitchen and found a pad of paper and a pen with some difficulty. He scribbled down a short note telling his mom he was all right but needed to fix some things, he would have his cell with him, and that he loved her and Dad.

He found his cell charging on the other end of the counter and stuffed it into his pocket. Clark went to the cookie jar and pulled out a 100-dollar bill and stuffed it into his wallet, and his wallet into his back pocket. He swallowed dryly and went to the sink to take a long drink of cold water from the faucet. Glancing around the house one more time to make sure he hadn't forgotten anything, he took a deep breath and headed out the door with a new hope.

Chloe gave her another supportive smile as they set the rest of Lana's stuff in her new room. Lana sighed as she pulled her jacket off and laid it on the bare mattress. The two girls made their way to the door and Chloe left after giving Lana a friendly hug. Lana leaned against the door, closing her eyes and rubbed them for a while before heading into the living room. She went over to the stereo system Dean had insisted on and pressed the power button. The room flooded with the sound or one of her favorite songs.

I know you think that I shouldn't still love you,
Or tell you that.
But if I didn't say it, well I'd still have felt it
where's the sense in that?

I promise I'm not trying to make your life harder
Or return to where we were

I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be…

She let her body fall limp as it reached contact with the cream colored sofa. She blinked back mournful tears as the lyrics echoed in her head. '…How ironic... And I always told myself that would never happen to me...'

I know I left too much mess and
destruction to come back again
And I caused nothing but trouble
I understand if you can't talk to me again
And if you live by the rules of "it's over"
then I'm sure that that makes sense

I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be …

And when we meet
Which I'm sure we will
All that was there
Will be there still
I'll let it pass
And hold my tongue
And you will think
That I've moved on....

I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be…

A/N/ : Yes, very short, I know.. I feel really bad as it has been forever since chapter 2 and it is only 3 pages. I am very depressed about it. I have had major writer's block on this story and can't seem to get into it. If anyone has any suggestions please e-mail me at or put them in your review.

Merci Kess