Title: The Lana Carrot
Author: Moon-Memory
Disclaimer: I do not own or claim in any way Smallville or any of the characters involved. They all belong to the CW network and I would never dream of taking them away but as you can see, this is why they call it FANFICTION.
Rating:T because for once there is nothing evil about one of my stories.
Summary:It wasn't the Lana carrot that made Clark want to be normal.
Warnings: None really, except the spoiler...
Spoilers: Season 6, episode 12. It's called the Labyrinth in any case…
Pairings: Clark/Chloe, mentions of Lana/Clark and Chloe/Jimmy.
Short Note: I know I'm meant to be working on Faded Aphrodisiac, and I am… It's just taking a while but I get the hope it will be up again soon. Oh, and there is this really good video clip that inspired this, it's located here… http://youtube . com/ watch?vCKh7lgBtF64
It's funny really, I thought that once I told her it would all be different, that I would never look her into the eye and lie to her. It's funny how when I did it wasn't once again part of my constant heroics… It was actually that I still felt deeply for Lana and she was why I wanted to be normal; the truth was so much harder then any previous lie. That as that drill came towards my head and Lana had still been there I had hoped it would kill me, if it hadn't I would have left the building and done the evil deed on the streets. Or, maybe I would have slept with Lana before killing myself in her bed if I had been feeling particularly angry at her betrayal.
It's easy to die when you're mortal.
Wouldn't taking Lana have made more sense really? I mean if she was dead and I hadn't been able to save her wouldn't I simply give up? But they made sure it was Chloe who died. In my grief I fell back on Lana, because she was just there and she was a comforting person who I remembered from my childhood. Chloe was the one who listened, even when she didn't want to. The one I trusted all my secrets to…
The one I grew into.
I looked into Chloe's eyes and told her she was an editor, that she hadn't died in my arms still insisting she wasn't crazy. Because if I had told her I was willing to die and that she had been crazy it would have made her question the reality we live in now…
And I don't want to remember Chloe stuck in that place like I was…
Stuck in that cage.