LOST & FOUND
Baby D Series Fanfiction
No Choice
I DO NOT OWN any of the characters from the show "Smallville" only the character of Dana Wells and the traits pertaining to her.. - Baby D
In the morning, Jonathan and Martha both came downstairs to get their son. On the way down, Martha stopped her husband on the steps, looking at Clark and Dana still sleeping on the couch.
"He really cares for that girl Jonathan, what if something happens to her again? He'll never forgive himself," Martha clasped her husband's hand as they watched their son.
"We're doing the best we can; he's doing the best he can. We're just going to have to sit on the side lines for this one; we can't do much else right now." Jonathan kissed his wife on the head and ushered her down into the living room.
"Clark?" His mother whispered, brushing his flushed cheek with her hand.
"Clark, honey," she patted his arm. Turning his head, his eyes opened slowly to meet his mother.
"Where…" Clark looked around then down at his lap at Dana who was still asleep, wrapped up in her blankets.
"Its okay son, she's fine. Why don't you go up stairs and freshen up, okay?" his father smiled, putting a loving hand on Martha's shoulder. Clark looked down at Dana once more before carefully getting up and placing a pillow under her head.
By the time he came back down, his parents were making breakfast in the kitchen. He stopped and knelt down beside her, making sure she was still okay.
"Clark?" His mother called from the kitchen table. He smiled at Dana again and headed for the next room. As he sat down at the table, his mother placed a plate of toast and eggs in front of him.
"I'm still going to Dr. Swann, there's no other choice," Clark barely looked up at his parents. His mother and father looked at each other.
"Honey we just don't want you to get hurt. You don't know what could happen if you bring Dana to this doctor," his mother sat down at the table, handing Jonathan his cereal and toast.
"He wanted you to trust him last time; he knew he couldn't fight you. Who's to say what he's going to do when you bring Dana there in the state she's in, she can't fight for herself," his father added pouring the milk.
"I know!" Clark yelled suddenly. Martha and Jonathan were taken aback. Clark looked up at his parents who looked disheartened at each other then back at him. "I know," he calmed down, "I've already thought of all those things, I spent most of last night thinking about those things." He looked sympathetically over at his mother. "But I'm willing to take those risks," he nodded with is head down.
"Kallel?" He turned around to see Dana standing in the doorway, shaking in the blankets wrapped around her. Getting up, he met her as she neared the table timidly. Looking at each other momentarily, she buried her head in his chest as he wrapped his arms around her and looked over at his parents who watched them empathetically.
"I know you would do the same for each other." Looking over at his wife, Jonathan took Martha's hand in his.
"Just be careful son," Jonathan nodded. They both got up from the table and hugged both Dana and Clark, Martha giving Clark a kiss on the cheek.
"You come back here as soon as you can okay?"
"I promise mom," he kissed her back. With that, Martha opened the door and Clark disappeared with Dana down the road and out of sight.