I got it! "Going, Going, Gone" by The Gorn (I didn't think to Nfics)
I'm thinking to a good one...
"He kept asking *me* questions too, as if I could help. What could I do, I'm no use to anyone, I'm just some jerk who doesn't know who he is. I'm so tired of it all, I just want to lie down and sleep - maybe if I sleep long enough, I'll wake up normal again. Maybe this is all a very bad dream - no, I tried that before when she told me I was an alien..."
Martha was relieved that he'd finally relinquished control over his pent-up emotions, but alarmed at the same time at what she was hearing - this wasn't *her* Clark giving vent to his feelings. She got up and grabbed his arms, stopping him in mid-pace.
"Honey, this 'she' is your wife. Don't you dare talk about her as if she were a stranger."
"But that's just it. She *is* a stranger. You all are."
Another great writer!
simona
