A/N Okay, I'm gunna post another chapter to make up for my slowness... :-S Happy New Year Everybody!
His breath hitched as he caught sight of the remains of his home. The carnage of his childhood home lay out as an unrecognisable jumble, littering the yard in a mass of wood and splinters. But the loss of material possessions were far from the mind of Clark Kent. Having found her car and followed her tracks here, he was looking for the woman he hoped was safely sitting in her apartment with a cup of coffee and laughing him because of the ease of hiding from him during the twelve times Clark had searched her home.
But she wasn't there, the storm had caught her here. And the thought that she was hurt or worse fueled his determination evermore. Speeding around the farm, Clark x-rayed every inch of ground and even sped into the storm cellar just to check. Looking towards the remains of the barn a whispered word showed both his fear and relief. "Lois." Clark felt his heart jump into his throat as he saw Lois being crushed under thick wooden beams. He was instantly next to the heap of splintered wood, carefully removing beams and boards until Lois was completely uncovered. Luckily nothing too heavy had been on her abdomen, which would have prevented him from taking beams off of her body. Gently unhooking her purse from her body and putting it over his own shoulder, Clark took Lois in his arms becoming all the more wary of her breaths that were becoming steadily shallower. Super-speeding at a smooth but hasty pace, Clark headed towards the Smallville Medical Centre - the closest hospital to the farm.
She'd only just come back to him. The legion ring had brutally snatched her away and now fate was having another shot. Clark couldn't let her die, he refused to even consider the concept. This was Lois Lane for crying out loud! She'd survived a meteor shower, the phantom zone and being possessed more times than he could remember! How could she survive all that and become defeated by a weather anomaly? It would be ridiculous.
"I need a doctor!" Clark yelled into the mass of the corridor as he placed Lois on a gurney. A dark-haired man in a white coat hurried over towards them, looking Lois over.
"Okay, I'm going to need to check her over more thoroughly so I'm going to take her into an examination room."
The man grabbed two people nearby and they began to push Lois through the people. Clark stayed near her head and watched as the doctor issued instructions to passing people. What was going on? He had no idea, and his bewilderment only grew as Lois was pushed into an empty room. Just as Clark was about to follow, the dark haired doctor blocked his way.
"I'm sorry son, but I'm going to have to ask you to wait outside."
"Bu-"
"Young man, I'm sorry but there's simply not enough space for you inside. You can wait outside and I'll keep you informed."
The door shut and the window blinds shut, Clark felt more helpless by the second. He didn't know what was going on in that little room. He didn't know how hurt Lois was or whether she was going to survive. Occaisionally, a person rushed in or out of the room, but nobody would tell him anything. They just brushed off his questions with a shake of the head, if they even acknowledged him at all. Pacing around, resisting the urge to peak inside, but Clark couldn't bring himself to look. She remembered her lying there, pale and with bits of wood sticking out of her. That wasn't his Lois, the one who spent her time teasing him and always kept him on his toes. She was his partner at the planet and great friend. And the thing he wanted most was to be following after her on a story.
He missed her already.
"Clark?" Turning, Clark spotted Chloe heading towards him with Oliver close behind sporting a new-looking cast on his wrist.. He'd forgotten that he'd dropped her off here in case Lois had already been brought in. "Lois, is she-?"
"Lois is in there..." Clark gestured to the room behind him. "... but the doctors won't let me in. I don't know what's going on, they won't tell me if she's okay or if she's-"
"Clark, listen to me. It's okay, we've found her and she's in a hospital. We can't do anything more. Why don't you go with Oliver and I'll find out what's going on?" Chloe said, conviction flaring in her gaze.
"Yeah, and I've got a spare shirt in the car so you can change." Oliver added.
"What?" Clark asked. "Why do I need a shirt?"
"Clark," Chloe looked at him in concern, "you're covered in blood."
Looking down, Clark saw that his pale blue shirt had been stained crimson. The dark pool centered around his middle and he could see the people in the corridor eyeing him in alarm.
"Come on man, let's get out of the way. Lois will be fine while you just change quickly. Then we can get right back."
Clark took a step next to Oliver and they turned in the direction of the exit.
"Code blue! Room 215! Code blue!"
Alarms sounded and medical staff raced towards Lois' room, as she went into cardiac arrest.