Hello people! Thanks so much for the reviews. The fact that people are actually reading this made me post this chapter because honestly, I had the toughest time with this one. I wanted to add humor but still have the seriousness and to be frank, I really dislike this post but I can't just leave it and move on so here I am...posting it. Just for you.

Lois tried to hold back the tears but seeing her cousin laying on there on the bed made her determination to stay strong at the worst of times crumble. She had read the doctor's notes but couldn't make heads or tails of it and in a bit of frustration she had thrown it aside. She hated feeling helpless. It went against everything the General had taught her. Strong and steady. That's what she needed to have a clear head in times like these but so many issues were clouding her mind, a black mass hung in her head and what Lois really wanted to do was go talk her frustrations out to a nice pint of ice cream. She pushed her hair back and walked back over to Chloe.

"God Chloe. You look terrible." She managed a weak smile before another tremor shook her body and she had to sit before she crumpled to the floor. The room seemed so small, and Lois felt the walls were moving in. Except for her hard to hide sniffles, the room was nothing but silence broken through by the rhythmic bleeps coming from the monitors. It was silent and uncomfortable. Two things Lois hated the most. She gazed at Chloe and tried to imagine her as if she was sleeping, bandages gone.

"Do you remember when we were twelve, and the General had dragged me out to Fort Ryan and you came to visit me? Actually I think you were forced considering I hide of all of the General's cigars until he called Uncle Gabe." She smiled at the memory.

"I think that was the first time I ever heard about Smallville. About your "Wall Of Weird" and Pete. And Clark. Chloe, I have no idea what's going on. One minute I can barely stand being in the same room with him and now...well, now I can actually stand all that plaid. There are all these feelings and I can't seem to control them and I need to control them because if I can't then something really bad could happen." Her heart fluttered as she remembered what almost happened at The Planet. Chloe's monitor gave a loud beep and Lois eyed it warily but after a couple of seconds of silence, she turned back to her cousin.

"I mean, I've wanted to tell you all this but with everything's that's happened...It seemed selfish to burden you with my issues. I just can't imagine there being a Lois and Clark. He's just so farm boy one second and then he goes and says something or does something so un-farm boy and I can't help but wonder who he really is." She leaned back into her chair, her hand still holding Chloe's.

"And it doesn't help that I feel he's hiding something though who knows what! The guy finds excitement barreling hay and milking cows. Chloe, I know I would be ok with it. With whatever big seeded secret he's hiding. I would be so ok with it." Lois knew why. Deep deep down beneath that wall she bulit up to protect herself, she knew why she would be willing to accept whatever Clark kept so hidden from her.

Do I actually...

Lois jumped as Chloe's monitors started to beep rapidly. She glanced down in panic and quickly released her hand, jumping out of her seat.

"CLARK!" She called as she eyed Chloe.

"Lois?! What's wrong?" Clark asked in alarm as he slammed the door opened and rushed over to her. Oliver wasn't far behind, his face expecting the worse too.

"She's...smiling." Lois informed them, her face in utter confusion.

"What?" Clark gazed down and was shocked to find a small smile lighting up Chloe's bandaged face.

"Wha...?" He stammered. He glanced up at Oliver who was just as confused as everyone else. Clark turned back to Lois. "What were you doing?"

"Nothing. I was just talking to her."

Oliver's face perked up, "Maybe she's coming out? Reacting to things." He shrugged his shoulders, "Lois' voice?"

Clark nodded his head in agreement, "What were you talking to her about?"

Lois felt her face grow hot, "Stuff." She muttered, trying to sound nonchalant.

"Something you said must have registered. Could you be more specific?"

"No." She glared at him in embarrassment then in anger. At this point, the repeated bleeps of Chloe's monitor returned as Lois tried with all her dignity to hide the blush she knew was soaking her face.

"Are you blushing?" Oliver asked.

"Chloe's smiling! Can we focus?!" She commanded, her voice a higher octave then it should have been.

Oliver raised his eyebrows to Clark who just shrugged his shoulders. Lois licked her lips as she tried to contain her blush. Clark kept his eye on her as she clenched and unclenched her fists. His eyes tried to catch hers but she kept looking away, finding more interest in the tile floor then looking at him. His heart sank. As if sensing his disappointment, Lois gave him the small pleasure of looking back him, her hazel eyes outlined in dark lashes that made the golden flecks in her eyes stand out even more. He smiled and she couldn't help the tugging that pulled at the corner of her mouth. Suddenly the bleeps came back in full throttle.

"See! It's doing it again." Lois pointed out. "One minute nothing and then it goes off. I swear if that thing is broken..." She said folding her arms and walking back to the bed. Oliver eyed them.

"Is there something you guys aren't telling me?" He asked.

"No." The replied together.

"Yeah. Ok. Well, I'm going to go talk to the doctor." He told them as he walked out the door, taking a look back before closing it.

Clark turned back to Lois, "Are you all right?"

She let out a big sigh, her breath lifting a few strands of hair off her face. Clark watched as they slowly fell back down to her cheek. "No."

"She'll be Ok, Lois." He made to reassure her but failed at reassuring himself.

"I know, Smallville." Clark perked at her pet name for him, and the monitors gave a small bleep.

"Okay, that's getting annoying."

Clark glanced at the machine then at Chloe. "Lois, what were you talking to Chloe about?"

"I thought we discussed this. Nothing?" She hoped he would leave it. She really hoped so.

"No. No. I mean were you discussing anything...personal? Something that would raise a lot of emotions out of you?

Yeah! YOU! "Maybe...Why?"

"And the beeps just happened..." He was trying to fit the pieces together. If what he thought was really happening, things might have gotten worst.

Lois tilted her head in thought as she tried to understand what Clark meant and after a few moments her eyes widened.. She slowly turned her to Chloe's silent form.

"Weirder things have happened, Smallville but do you actually think Chloe's feeling...us?"

"Best explanation I can think of."

"What a shocker."

Clark gave her a look even though he was silently enjoying Lois' playful banter with him again.

"So, let's say your little assumption is true," She looked over at him, an eyebrow raised in almost a challenge, "How that going to help her?"

"Maybe all this feeling is causing her to come out of her coma. I mean, she wasn't smiling before you came in and talked to her. So, maybe your feelings are registering more brain activity which is stim-What?" Clark asked as he noticed Lois eying him.

She shook her head, a small smile on her face, "Nothing. I just refreshing to see this side of Clark Kent."

"Well, it's a side I would like you to see more often."

Lois shifted beneath his gaze. Another heartfelt beep came from the monitors. Lois realized, just as Clark did, what was making the machine act the way it was and if Clark's guess was right this made things worse. Very worse. Lois stared at his cerulean eyes as he gazed at her hazels. He edged closer to her, until his hand grabbed hers again. Until she could hear the soft expels of his breaths. Until he could see the glossiness of her lips. Until he could smell the apple fragrance from her shampoo that marinated her hair. Her heart was beating a tattoo in her throat. Clark tilted his head down until their lips were barely touching. Just like back at The Planet. Just like Chloe and Jimmy's wedding. Time seemed to hold it's breath too as their eyes slowly closed...

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It was nothing but blackness. Dark. She tried to feel for something but she could catch nothing. Her hands slipped through everything. Sometimes a burst of color would explode in front of her. And explosion of light that brought back the faintest of sensations.

Pain. Fear. Love. Happiness.

They would expand before her then disappear just as they came. She hung, suspended as the dark abyss would consume her again. She didn't scream. She didn't cry. She just hung. Soft voices would caress her and she would all but sigh as she recognized them but just like the lights they would leave. But sometimes the lights would come again this time with the voices. A bright burst with a symphony of voices that would almost wake her but just as she could grasp on to it they would fade away, her hand just closing on to it.

There was no time.

Then, they came back but so much brighter. So much richer. At first, just small flickers of red and blue but then they grew brighter with touches of golden yellow tinting the edges. And when they came, she became stronger. Stronger to the point where she could break through the chains that held her down. Then it was quiet.

So quiet.

Then...a loud boom. A rush of colors consumed her. Fiery red. Calming blue. Enriching gold. It slammed into her. Filling her with the greatest sensation, so unfamiliar but so good she yearned for more as her body gained substance. She felt like she was flying higher and higher. The colors morphing together in a kaleidoscopic vortex of sensations that lifted her up up and away.

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And back in the hospital room, Chloe's eyes bursted open.