Chapter 10: Dreams

Lana told Chloe the situation and packed up her things and left with Clark. During the long drive both sat silently reflecting the days events. Lana kept her gaze focus on the window beside her as she watched rain drops splat against it. All she could think about was Jason and how he escaped from the institution. He's back She said to herself in shock. Back on the streets She felt her stomach churning from both fear and disgust. Lana felt scared again, she felt terrified, it was like a can of worms from her past was re-open.

On occasion Clark would look over to check on her and he would find her staring off at the window. He sighed. I hate this. He said to himself. "Lana are you ok?"

She nodded and continued to stare off. He's back And coming to get me She felt a tear rolling down her cheek and she quickly wiped it away. Stay strong

Clark took her bags from his truck and followed behind her as she walked to their dorm. He found he keys and gave her a short smile before opening the door. Inside Kerry was on the couch with another one of his women sitting back and watching TV. "Clark Man!" He popped up and walked over to them. "How was your Spring Break?" He leaned over to Clark and whispered. "Get any?"

In return Clark gave him a stern look and Kerry automatically backed off. "I guess not." He turned to Lana.
"I hope Hicksville over here didn't bore you." Kerry laughed loudly. Hicksville, that's a good one

"Trust me he didn't. Clark's everything you can't be." Lana made sure that she gave his girl the evil eye before storming of into Clark's bedroom.

"Kerry, you are such an ass!" Clark punched him on the arm making sure that he felt it.

"Ouch ack…Damn it Clark." Kerry yelped as he grabbed his bruised arm.

"Are you ok?" His girl of the minute asked. "It looks bad."

"I'm fine."

Clark picked up her bags and followed after her, to find her crying face down on his pillow. He frowned and rested her bags next to door. He came to the bed and lied next to her on his back.

"Lana very thing will be fine." He said softly and kept his eyes on the ceiling. Looking at her cry was too hard for him to handle. She continued to cry. "I love you, Lana. I love you."

Slowly she moved over to Clark and curled up to him crying on his shoulder. Minutes passed and Lana cried herself to sleep and Clark got up and tucked her in. Next, he changed his clothes and went to sleep besides her.

"No, No…let me go!" She shouted trying to get raging man off of her.

"SHUT UP!" He shouted back and covered her mouth. He forced himself between her legs and began to pull down her pants.

"NO, STOP. PLEASE JASON." She began to cry now, she knew what was coming. She began to fight back again but he blocked her hands and punched her in her face and stomach. "Arggaa…":Cries:

"See that's what you get, I told you to stop fighting back. This is all your fault." He smiled and gave her a hard kiss tasting the blood in her mouth. She felt sick to her stomach, alcohol rampaged his breath. "Don't fight me…make it easy for yourself." He lowered his head and began to kiss her all over her naked chest and stomach. She continued to cry softly.

"KISS ME BACK." He punched her again, he came closer to her lips and waited for her to kiss him back…but she didn't. He raised his fist. "NOW!"

Lana twist and turned in her and Clark's bed. "NO!" She shouted loudly, Clark heard her scream in his sleep and quickly snapped out of his dream state. "Lana?" He became very nervous as he watched her twist and turn next to him. "Wake up?"

"STOP!" She hastily popped up, now sitting up on the bed drenched in sweat. Her breath was rapid and she looked terrified. Lana looked around the darkroom not sure where she was, it definitely was not her room.

"Lana?" He sat up next to her. Her head swung around to find Clark wearing a concerned expression on his face. "Clark? Oh, Clark." Lana ran her finger through her hair, she looked down and saw that she was fully clothed.

"Did you have a nightmare?"

She took of her shirt and remained in her bra. "Yeah, It was about Jason." Tears came to her eye.

"What happened?"

She looked at him and tears rolled down her cheek. "He was raping me."

Clark felt his own tears coming on "baby." He embraced her bringing her sweaty body in contact with his bare chest. If it weren't for the situation, he would have been very focused on her attire. "I'm sorry you are going through this."

"Me too." She laid back down and so did he. "I'm glad that I met you Clark, you are one of a kind."

You have no idea "Thanks. I'm glad that I met you too."

They were silent for a couple of minutes.

"Clark can you kiss me?"

He was a little shocked by her request. "Are you sure? You just had a…" Lana cut him off before he could finish his sentence.

"I just want to feel loved, cared for and safe…you do that for me Clark. I need that right now."

"Ok." He turned to her and leaned over her.

"Be gentle ok…" He nodded and kissed her softly making her a bit better.

"Is that better?"

She shook her head no and captured his lips, he took the lead kissed her soft but passionately. "Better?" He smiled.

"Much." She smiled back and pulled him into a hug wrapping her hands around his neck. Clark kissed her on the cheek and put his hands around her back. "Let's get some sleep. I'll hold you all night...it will block away the nightmares."

(A/n): I just got caught up with the Writers Central and I thank those who nominated me. I felt really happy about that…and for those you didn't you can make it up to me next time. lol :p

Morning came and sure enough the guard arrived at their dorm, early around 7:30. It was a Sunday morning a day of sleeping in and Kerry was definitely not going to answer the door that early. The guard knocked and knocked until it threw Clark out of his sleep. He woke up to find his head resting on her stomach and his feet close to being off the bed. Clark slowly removed his arms from around her and walked to the door. "Who is it?" He stopped at the door and looked through the peephole.

"Guard James Mitchell on Mission 21." The buff man announced from the other side of the door.

Clark automatically knew what Mission 21 meant, it was the mission to protect Lana from Jason until he gets caught. He pulled up his boxers keeping them from exposing too much and opened the white door. "Hello Sir." He said politely and collectively.

"Hello. James Mitchell call me Mitch, you are Clark Kent I presume." Without welcome Mitch walked in and closed the door behind him.

"Yes I am." Clark looked at Mitch up and down. His hair was very low and he was at the most 36. Mitch was a black man, about 6'2, and 220. Who would challenge him?

"Good." Out of his pocket Mitch handed Clark a white envelope. "This is for Lana, it is her transmit papers. It also includes her alias."

Clark nodded.

"Where is Ms. Lang anyway?"

"She is asleep, I will give it to her when she wakes up." Clark said.

"Give me what?" Clark turned to see Lana walking out of his room wearing one of his plaid shirts with a pair of shorts. Sexy He handed her the envelope. "This."

Mitch observed them well and he knew the General wouldn't like what he saw. First, Clark answers the door with only boxers on, then Lana walks out what appears to be his bedroom in a shirt clearly not her own. To him Clark was unqualified to protect Lana and she was not there for safe but for something else being with a s. what more would you want than to live with your boyfriend and sleep in their bed?

Lana took a seat on the couch and Clark sat besides her. She opened it and read it, Alias name: Stephanie Hudson, 4 year Senior, and the classes she took were Journalism 5, Photography 104, and Computer technology 004. The paper also had the time and location of each class. Lana smiled. "My alias name is Stephanie Hudson." She handed him the note.

"Stephanie like your mom?" Clark asked and looked at the paper.

"Yeah." She smiled again. "General always liked that name."

"Look you are in my Journalism 5 and my Computer tech. class!" He smiled brightly and she smiled back with the same enthusiasm. "This is great! Plus I get to keep my eye on you."

"I like your eyes on me." She said flirtatiously and he blushed a little being as how Mitch was standing right in front of them. Clark looked up at him. "So what are you going to be doing?"

"Guarding the dorm, scrolling the premise and following her to her Photography class. Where ever you are not, I am."

Lana frowned, she didn't like it but, if it kept her reality far away from the dream she had last night, she was fine. "I'm going back to bed. I didn't get to sleep much last night."

Mitch eyes widen, taking what she said the wrong way. Clark saw and quickly corrected him. "She had a nightmare and couldn't sleep."

He nodded. "Oh, ok." Lana walked off into his bedroom and closed the door behind her. "Oh yeah, I'm work until 7:00 PM, then Frank Burkski is on duty until 7:00pm-7:00am. You also have to let us know when and where you and Lana are going everytime you go out."

Clark nodded. "Well, right now I'm going back to bed. So…do whatever." Clark turned and walked unto his room and Mitch walked outside of the dorm to begin his duty, which was guarding their dorm and making sure that Jason does not harm Lana. Although the job may seem boring, it wasn't. There were enough are crazy and wild young people rampaging through the hall to make it very interesting for him, it was probably even more interesting late at night. Frank was going to have a blast.

Clark got back in bed and smiled at her. She was resting on her side and sleeping peacefully, Clark kissed her on the cheek and followed after her.

Hour's later Kerry came banging on his door. "Clark wake up! Have you seen my Kobe Bryant jersey? And who is that big black dude in front of our dorm? Clark!"

Clark moaned and turned in his bed. That damned Kerry He opened his eyes and looked next to him, she wasn't there. He then looked up and saw her opening the door.

"CLA…oh, sorry to interrupt." Kerry smirked. Score He peaked in the room and saw Clark lying in bed seeming to be nude. Kerry winks at him.

"It's ok…I'm sure Clark has never seen your Bryant Jersey and that big black outside is my bodyguard."

Clark walked up behind her and towered above her.

Kerry awed. "You have a bodyguard?"

"Yes she does, her father is a General in the military and is very protective. So I will watch it if I were you." Clark said. Kerry raised his eyebrows to express his shock, then he whistled. "I'm just gonna go. I'll be over at Jeff's dorm if you need me…which I doubt." He muffled under his breath before walking out.

Clark rolled his eyes and sat on the bed. "He can be so annoying."

Lana nodded and joined him on the bed. "I guess I will have to get use to him." She sighed and rested her head on his shoulder. "Are you ok?" Clark asked.

"I'm fine." She lied, but in reality she was tearing away inside. Things were happening so fast, all of a sudden she was going to a new school, with new students, new teachers and her name was now Stephanie Hudson.

"Are you sure, because we can talk if you want to?" Clark spoke but Lana wasn't paying attention to what he was saying, her mind was far from him. "Lana?" He moved around causing her to move her head from his shoulder and kneeled on the wooden floor, in front of her. "Lana are you sure that you are ok?"

She nodded yes. "I have a hard time believing that, just last night you were crying and having nightmares of rape. Please talk to me, I just want to help." He took her hands and held it in his. Clark looked up at her lovingly with his warm green eyes sparkling up at her.

"Clark, it's complicated." She announced and waited for his expression.

He ran his hand through his hair. "Complicated?" He was confused even silently annoyed. What's complicated? And why can't I know? He asked himself, but he really wanted to ask her.

"Can we just leave at that, please?" She pleaded and pouted so that he would forget about it. Rape and Jason wasn't really something she wanted to talk about. Clark hesitated for a while before agreeing to let it go. "Fine."

"Good." She smiled. "I'm hungry, let's get something to eat." Clark took her hand and walked them to the kitchen. "So, what will it be Mademoiselle?" Clark said trying his hardest to sound French, she smiled and decided to play along. "Umm, a bowl of Captain Crunch, would be just fine, monsieur." Of course she did not have to try and sound French.

"Oui, Oui!" He giggled. "Anything fo z princess." (A/n: Intentional error, for those who missed it.)

Lana shook her head. "You do a very bad display of the French accent." Clark shrugged and pulled her closer to him. "I guess you will have to teach me one day." She smiled again.

"I guess so, but for now I want my cereal monsieur." Clark stole a quick kiss before preparing their Captain Crunch breakfast.