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Interruption was a common occurrence in the lives of Lois and Clark. It seemed that most times they were together, everything was interrupted. As they stood in front of each other, Clark's head bent to Lois', time seemed so suspended. And just as their lips seemed so close to connecting, the silence that hung over this every moment, was suddenly broken by an explosion of beeps and the smallest of gasps from Chloe.
"Chloe?!" Lois spun around, her hair whipping around, smaking a shocked Clark. He barely noticed as his face lit up in a smile upon seeing his best friend open her eyes.
"Chloe! Oh Chloe!" Lois spoke as she planted herself firmly beside her cousin.
"Lois?" Chloe's voice was ragged and barely audible.
"Yeah." She pushed aside some blonde strands that had fallen over Chloe's eyes. "You had us all going for a second, cuz but you know, I was totally calm. This one over was a complete wreck." She motioned to Clark. "He took it like a true lady." She smiled.
Chloe gave a weaker one, "Good to know."
Clark bent down over her, his eyes searching.
"I'm fine, Clark." She murmured.
"I'm just making sure. A friend can make sure." He said, bending down farther to kiss the top of her head. Lois' eyes followed Clark's movements and a sudden overwhelming sadness hit her hard, in the chest.
Chloe turned to her, "Are you ok?"
Lois steeled herself, pushing the feeling to farthest point of her being. At this point, it didn't matter. "Yeah. I'm fine. Do you need anything? Water?"
Chloe blinked her eyes a bit. For a second there, Lois seemed encased in the smallest of blue auras. The color flaring out from the darkest to lightest of blues. Once she opened her eyes again, it was gone.
"Yeah. Water would be great." She said with uncertainty.
"Good. I'll go get Oliver too." Lois stood up, squeezed Chloe's hand and walked out of the room, giving the smallest glance back as she closed the door.
Once Lois left the room, Chloe turned her head to Clark, who face showed every color of emotion.
"Another gallant rescue from Metropolis' very own hero?" She teased.
"Not so heroic if you're here, now is it?" Clark muttered.
"Clark, I know you're the top contender of the blame game but just for once can you not beat yourself up over something you had no control over."
He seemed to think it over. The inner workings of his mind trying to grasp the idea. After a while, he just looked back at her and smiled a very weak smile.
"Sure."
Chloe sighed, rolling her eyes, "No you're not." She gave him a small smile, enough to appease him. "Clark, I'm human. I get hurt. I heal. It's a revolving cycle."
Clark shook his head, "This isn't just getting hurt, Chloe."
"I understand that and while I do agree with you there I don't find you kicking yourself over it rather appealing." She sighed in exasperation, "Clark. I just woke up. I can't feel my skin and I think I'm a little high on pain meds so can we just be friends for the moment and not argue."
"Yeah. Strictly friends. I don't think our relationship can progress any further. I don't think my heart could take it." Clark teased.
Chloe closed her eyes and smiled. A sudden burst of pain filled her chest, pulsating through her body. She couldn't scream except gasp for air as her chest seemed to compress.
"Chloe?!" Clark called as he watched her panicked eyes roll back into her head, her chest pushed off the bed until her body arched upwards.
"Clark, wha-Oh my god! Oliver! Call the doctors! Chloe!" Lois dropped the cup of water she was holding and rushed over to Chloe, her mind in a panic as she watched her cousin's clenched jaw, the veins in her neck protruding as she seized in pain.
"Clark! What's wrong?" She made an attempt to touch her but flinched as Chloe's body thrashed harder.
"I...don't know." Clark grabbed her arms, throwing himself down on her to stop her from falling off the bed.
Suddenly, just as it started, it stops. Chloe falls back onto the bed, her body limp and eyes closed.
"Clark?" Lois whispered, unsure if any noise might cause another reaction.
He slowly lifts himself of Chloe, brushing hair off her face, holding her head in his hands.
"Chloe?" He murmured, thinking the worst. Her head fell to the side, a soft sigh escaping her lips. Confused, he glancesback at Lois who stands shocked. Lois and Clark can hear the rapid footfalls of feet running down the hall and turn just to see Oliver rush in, his eyes frantic.
"What's wrong?"
"Did you get a doctor?" Clark asked, his eyes turned back to Chloe.
"Yeah...he's right behi-"
"What's seems to be the problem?"
"The service!" Lois snapped.
"I'm sorry. There was an emergency down in the ER." He stammered, taking in Lois' death glare with fear. "I'm sorry." He sidestepped away from Lois, rushing behind Oliver over to Chloe.
"What happened?"
"She was just awake. Talking and then she just...she seemed like she was in a lot of pain."
"Was she thrashing?"
Clark nodded his head, the image playing in his head.
"Body contorted like she was having a seizure?"
"Yeah."
The doctor glanced down at Chloe, biting his lips as he checked her pulse, "That's really odd."
"What? What's odd?" Lois pitched forward, the doctor jumping as she springed over to the bed.
"Well, it's just...the emergency down in the ER was for someone who came in having a severe seizure."
Oliver finally speaks, his eyes never leaving Chloe, "Excuse me doctor but how is that relevant?"
The doctor shrugs, "I don't know. It's just...weird. I'll have a nurse come by to collect Chloe. I want to do a brain scan but to be honest she seems fine...which scares me. Someone just coming out of a deep coma should not be having seizures."
"Excuse me, doctor?" Clark called out, "What happened to the person...down in the ER?"
The doctor stared back at Clark, "He didn't make it."