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A/N: Thanks for reviewing my other chapters! I named this chapter its title; because it's the song I imagine playing in the end scene. This is it guys! The LAST CHAPTER!

Chapter 12: Somewhere Over the Rainbow

The next day Kristin ran into the Daily Planet looking for Chloe and Lois. Luckily, tom was out for an article.

She rushed into the coffee room frazzled. She found Chloe and Lois there and let out a big breath.

"What's with the track team number?" Chloe asked walking up next to her. She straightened up from being hunched over and tried to catch her breath.

"I have news." Kristin said.

"Is it good?" Lois asked.

"Kind of," she responded, "Ok, so yesterday Mr.IL59 asked me to meet him again."

"And?" Chloe and Lois asked in unison.

"And I said yes, but I can't do this!" Kristin panicked.

"Don't worry, he's a good guy. I'm sure he's the right one." Chloe said and then winked at Lois.

"He is Kristin. He's the kind of guy that calls you beautiful instead of hot and the one who calls you back when you hang up angrily. The on who will stay awake just to watch you sleep," Lois said getting serious, "The guy who kisses you on the forehead and the one who wants to show you off to the world when you're in you're all sweaty in your gym clothes. He's the guy that holds you hand in front of his friends and turns to them and says '…that's her' He is the guy who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you and how lucky he is to have you."

Chloe and Kristin looked at Lois dumbstruck. It was weird to hear something that serious, moving, wise, and poetic coming out of Lois's sarcastic, witty, and sometimes dirty mouth. They didn't know if they should laugh or cry. Or both.

"Wow, that was nice Lois." Chloe finally said.

"Yeah, thanks." Kristin added.

"Well, don't get used to it because that is the last time you'll hear anything like that coming from my mouth." Lois said returning to her normal self.

A few hours later after Kristin had left, Tom arrived and walked into Chloe's desk and said, "I'm doing it. I'm going to meet her."

"So I heard." Chloe said while typing something.

"And I'm coming clean."

"What? You're telling her your secret?"

"No I'm telling her that I'm Clark."

"Oh, you call that coming clean?"

"Yeah, well that's all I can handle right now. I'll figure that one out later."

"So how are you going to tell her?

"Well, I've got it all planned out…" he said telling Chloe his big plan.

"Wow, that's cool," Chloe said, "She'll really love it."

"Good." Tom smiled satisfied.

Saturday

Kristin and Tom met at Joe's hotdog joint at 12:00. They got their fries and hotdogs and sat down looking out the big window. Kristin immediately began to jump on the subject of IL59.

"You're meeting him today?" Tom asked.

"Yes." Kristin answered smiling with a jolly air to her.

"Really? Today?" Tom asked again.

"Yes. 4 o'clock at the garden at 91st street." Kristin reassured.

"Wow, that must mean that he's from the West side."

"I know. I could've seen him. I could've seen him everyday and not even know it." Kristin said amazed.

"Yeah, he could be anyone. He could be the newspaper guy right there. He could be that guy and those flowers are for you!" Tom exclaimed.

They spent a couple of hours talking and flirting and trying to figure out who Il59 was. But soon, to both of their dismays, it came time for Kristin to go home. So Tom decided to be a gentleman, and walk her home. He also had something planned, and ace up his sleeve.

When they arrived there Kristin told Tom how excited she was.

"Well, he's very smart. He's waited until you're prime and there's no other man you could possibly love." Tom said.

"Yes. That's true." Kristin replied.

"You know, sometimes I wonder…"

"What?" Kristin asked suspiciously.

"Well, I wonder if I hadn't been the Daily Planet and you hadn't been Kristin's Fashion. And you and I had just met."

"I know." Kristin said. She meant that they would have been good friends and she could have possibly been attracted to him. But he meant that he would have loved her sooner than now and he would have admitted it.

"I would have asked you for your number and I wouldn't have been able to wait 24 hours before calling you up and saying 'Hey let's go get some coffee, or dinner, or go see a movie'," he paused for second and then confessed, " For as long as we both shall live."

"Tom." Kristin said starting to get teary-eyed.

"And you and I would've never been at war and the only thing we would fight about would be which movie to watch on Saturday night."

"Who fights about that?" Kristin said quietly.

"Some people. Not us."

"We would never." Kristin said implying something else.

"If only."

"I've got to go." Kristin said trying to escape.

"Let me just ask you something. How can you forgive this guy for standing you up and not forgive for this tiny thing of trashing your business," he said, "How I wish you would."

"I really have to go." Kristin said as the tears started to come harder, and she was afraid that she was going to burst into a sobbing fit.

"Yeah, well you don't want to be late."

Kristin walked up the steps glancing quickly at Tom. He was still standing there. She walked up all of the stairs and arrived at her apartment. It took her a bit to open the door because her hands were slightly shaking because she was crying. She went over and flopped onto her bed and starting sobbing. How could he toy with her like that? It killed her now that he did. She was starting to realize that she loved him. And she never knew it before. How could she have been so stupid to fall for him when she was happily getting along with IL59? Now that she had realized that she was in love with him she was torn between the two men in her life that she loved the most. But a thought occurred to her that had never even come up before. She popped up with her red blotchy face and couldn't even believe it.

"No." she gasped to herself. She had just had a thought that explained a whole bunch of questions and theories.

IL59 was Tom.

It had to be. It made complete sense.

While she continued to ponder on the subject she heard a familiar ding and her favorite words. She rushed over to her computer and saw that she had e-mail. It was from IL59 and had no title. She opened it and anxiously waited while her slow computer tried to bring it up. At least something would make her happy. Finally it read:

I want to let you in on a secret. I'm not who you think I am. In fact my disguise is so thin I'm surprised you haven't seen right through it.

I'm the guy of your dreams masquerading as your best friend.

Sometimes I want to rip off my façade and tell you my secret, but I'm afraid that you'll get scared and runaway, like you have so many times before. When it came up I decided that it was better to live a lie than expose my true feelings for you. But I know better know. My friend once told me that there are two kinds of girls- the ones you grow out of and the ones you grow into. I really hope that you're the latter. I might not have been the one you loved, but I'm hoping that now you'll fly back to me.

P.S.- You were worth the wait.

Kristin put her hand over her gaping mouth. Her heat was beating loud and wildly at she was sure she would have a heart attack if it didn't slow down. She could not believe it. It just couldn't be. No way, how could this happen?

"Oh my gosh." She said quietly.

IL59 could be Clark Kent. But wait, wasn't IL59 Tom Welling? Her head was starting to get jumbled and fizzy and she decided to stop thinking before she would explode.

A half and hour later she left her apartment, head held high. She had a distinct feeling that IL59 was Clark or Tom or both. But, she didn't want to keep her hopes up, just in case they were crushed. So she imagined IL59 as the most ugly, wretched, mean man that she had ever come across. And that was pretty bad.

When she reached the park on 91st Street she turned the corner, where the two sidewalks met. She looked around at the beautiful gardens with the dainty daisies, attractive tulips, stunning roses, and amazing lilies. There were about a thousand other kinds of plants that she couldn't name and she was sure that they had to be exotic. It was a very romantic spot and she now knew why IL59 loved it so much.

She stood there looking around hopefully. She saw a man turn the corner and her heart began to race, but it stopped when she saw that a pretty woman accompanied him on his arm. She saw several other people too and the same thing happened every time. None of them were looking for her and it saddened her. She stood there for a few minutes not seeing anyone. She began to give up and tears were coming to her eyes and the thought of him standing her up again.

But then she heard it. A big, deep bark of a dog. It sounded again and then she heard a man yell, "Pete! Pete!" She looked in their direction but only saw the dog, because of a big oak tree in the way.

"Pete! Pete wait!" the supposed IL59 yelled again. She saw him turn the corner and saw that it was Tom. He was wearing a red and blue farm-boy flannel shirt and carrying a dog leash. It was him. She smiled a wide grin as he waved cautiously at her. He walked slowly towards he still with a familiar 100-watt smile plastered to his face. She began to cry, overcome with a whole plethora of emotions. She was happy but she couldn't believe that she had fallen for him again. But then again, since she had, they must really be meant for each other. He walked up to her and took out a tissue.

"Don't cry, Lana. Don't cry." Tom said gently wiping her tears away.

"I wanted it to be you so badly." She cried smiling.

They looked at each other lovingly and tears welled in both of their eyes. They had finally met their lover. Their soul mate, their one and only, their other half. It felt good to finally meet and get all of their old past things away and behind them. They stared at each other with love and both leaned forward and kissed passionately.

THE END

A/N: IT'S OVER! As glad as I am to finish it I'm sad that I'm not going to be writing this anymore. But let me know if you want an epilogue, because if you would like one I will write one. I am however, working on a new story that is not a sequel to this or my other story. I'll get it up soon and I hope you all read it! THANK YOU SOOOOO MUCH FOR REVIEWING!