"It is Smallville, Chloe, go talk to him!"

"I don't know, Lois, this seems weird." Chloe hesitated, unsure of what she would say if she actually approached Clark.

"I'll wait here, Chloe, this is something that you need to do, I think." When Chloe still didn't move, Lois said, "Go!"

Chloe drew her sweater tighter around her body as she crossed the distance between herself and Clark. It was like crossing a gigantic void of years, it had been so long. As soon as she slipped beside him, she found her hand in his, and it was if they had never left each other.

"Hey," Chloe said.

"Hey," Clark answered.

They stood there in silence together, staring down at Lana's tombstone.

"Someone still puts flowers here, huh?"

"Me," Clark whispered. "I come here every day. I'm afraid if someone doesn't come every day, she's going to be forgotten. I can't let her be forgotten."

"She would never be forgotten," Chloe replied, just as quietly. "She will always be loved by someone here, and as long as she is loved, she is not forgotten."

"I know."

Chloe took a deep breath. "I've missed you, Clark. I've missed us; our friendship."

He nodded, but didn't respond.

Tear formed behind her eyes, but she refused to let them fall. "You have to let her go, Clark."

"Someday."

I have to tell him…Chloe thought. "Clark…I…I'm getting married this weekend."

She finally saw a flicker of real response in his features. "Oh."

This is your chance, Clark, please, admit what you feel, Chloe thought. "His name's Zach. He works with me at the Daily Planet. He's a good man, Clark, I think you'll really like him."

Clark was silent, his eyes fixed on Lana's grave.

Chloe decided in the heat of the moment to take a chance. "He's…Clark, he's not you. He could never be you." When he didn't respond, Chloe continued, "In my heart, I think it was always you, and it always will be you."

Clark waited for several seconds before answering. "In my heart…Chloe…I can't give you what you need, I can't give you what you deserve. My heart still belongs to Lana somehow, Chloe, and I can't figure out how to get it back."

"Is that…Is this…This is how we end, then? Just like that? This is it?"

"I guess, Chloe. Look…I care about you. You just…You deserve better than me."

"Until you see that that's not true, then I think you're right," Chloe whispered.

"You should go."

"Maybe," Chloe hesitated, still wanting more from him.

"Goodbye, Chloe."

Chloe turned back to the car where Lois was waiting. "Goodbye…for now."