Reality Sinks In- Part Three
Notes: I know the first two chapters were both fairly short, but starting with this one they will be much longer. This chapter starts as Lana is arriving in Metropolis, so it's about a day since the last chapter. I hope this pushes an emotional rip cord which means I wrote it right. Keep those great reviews coming.
Chloe stood outside the Metropolis Airport looking on the time schedule, making sure Lana's flight was on time. Lana had called and said she'd meet her right in front of a big sign that read: WELCOME TO KANSAS. Chloe started seeing a mass of people coming around the corner when she spotted a young woman that looked like Lana, but a mature Lana who'd aged three years. Chloe blinked as she saw her coming toward her. She looked completely different. Lana was wearing a black halter top, dark denim jeans, a black jacket, dark make up, and her hair up in a messy bun. Lana reached Chloe and wrapped her arms around her. "Oh God, it's so good to see
you,"Lana greeted her as they parted. "You look amazing,"Chloe stood looking Lana up and down. "A lot of things are different in Paris. It makes you grow up a little faster than the slow pace of Smallville. Let's get going. We can catch up on the way to the hospital,"Lana said in a hurry to see Clark. She was still in shock that she'd be seeing him within minutes at the Metropolis hospital. Granted the circumstances were awful, but nothing could make her forget how much she missed him in Paris.
When they arrived at the hospital, her nervousness enlarged with every step. As they rounded the corner to Mr. Kent's room she saw him through the window. Him and his mom were sitting with their backs to the window talking to two doctors. She looked over and saw the lifeless looking body of Mr. Kent. Her hand went up to her mouth as she looked at all the tubes and wires and a wave of fear went over her. She just watched Clark talking to the doctors and even though she couldn't hear, he looked like he was getting angry.
Inside the room- Starting about two minutes before Lana arrived.
"Martha, Clark, it's very hard to say what I'm about to say but I have to say it as Jonathon's physician. I want you to understand I'm trying to look out for his best interest while your thoughts may be slightly clouded with your own wants and needs. Dr. Brookes here and I have discussed and reviewed the facts and it's impossible that Jonathon will ever be 'alive' again. Even if he were to start breathing on his own again, which is highly unlikely, he'll never wake up again. Right now he's sort of stuck between dead and alive because that machine over there is keeping him like that,"Dr Hart said as Martha hung her head, "I'm telling you this because you will not prolong his life by keeping him on that machine. What you will do is drain your money and come back everyday to someone who is gone already and suffer. We've spoken to the lawyer coming tomorrow who'll deliver your husband's wishes and we are obligated to tell you that he's a lost cause no matter what we do for him." Clark just looked down at his hands trying to calm himself down before saying anything to this doctors. His anger began to get the better of him and he began to shake his head. He looked up and suddenly realized it was go time, "How do you know he's a lost cause? Huh? Where's your proof? Do you know everything?"Clark said. "Clark, don't,"Martha pleaded. "No, wait. You're telling me to give up and pull the plug on my dad after two weeks. You don't want to give him time and see what happens you just want me and my mother to sit her and watch you turn off the machine and his breathing go flat when we have another option to keep him on the machine. You may be ready to just pull the plug and clear this hospital room for someone else to use but I'm not,"Clark said getting up from his chair and leaving the hospital room. He just closed his eyes and leaned back on the door as he fought off the urge to break down and blubber right in the middle of the hospital.
Once he found his composure he opened his eyes and turned to leave . . ."Oh my God,"he said as he spotted Lana Lang staring straight back at him. "I'm back,"she said as he walked towards her. He wrapped his arms around her tighter than he had ever hugged her before. He just rested his head in her hair memorizing the fruity smell. "How did you know?"Clark asked pulling back from their embrace. "When you missed three call dates, I caved in and called Chloe and she filled me in. I hopped on a plane and got here as fast as I could. I know it's a stupid question but how are you holding up?"Lana asked. "Walk with me,"he said as he led her outside the hospital to a bench.
"Did you see us with those doctors in that room?"Clark asked. Lana nodded. "They were telling us that my dad is gone and that it would be in his best interest to shut off the machine and let him go. They basically called us selfish for keeping him on it,"Clark said staring at the ground. "You're not selfish. You just love your dad and you want him back. You just want to save him. That doesn't make you selfish. What happened when he had the heart attack?"Lana asked. "He was working in the field and it looked like he tried to lift a heavy bag of feed and he just . . . . .collapsed. He wasn't found for over a half an hour, when somebody who was lost was driving to the farm on accident. They called the ambulance. If they wouldn't have gotten lost my dad would have . . . .died . . . .straight away. I guess according to the doctors . . .he's dead anyway,"Clark said as he started to cry. Lana pulled him in and stroked his hair as he cried on his shoulder. Lana silently let tears fall down her cheeks but tried to be strong for Clark. As she held him in her arms and listen to him let himself go with her, her decision became set in stone. Smallville would be seeing a lot more of Lana Lang.