His mother is in intensive care,...
More than half the time, that’s all that keeps us from being tracked down.
So sad.
“But if Mr. K doesn’t make it…will any of us want to stay here?”
The bigger concern would be Clark seeking out a green stone for a new necklace, methinks.
Jimmy vanishes in front of her eyes, subsumed beneath James. He straightens, stands upright, shoulders back, jaw clenched.
Ouch.
But in those dark eyes (reminiscent of Clark’s own, but so different, so individual, and filled with more determination than Clark’s are anymore), she sees hints of a young boy reassured, able to take in a deep breath for the first time in ages.
Love this. It's so easy to forgot how young Jimmy really is.
No. Instead, they only care about the past. About what happened a week ago.
This makes me angry at the world you've created.
“He speaks. And he hurts. And he eats and sleeps and lives.”
she will even try to make something for him in the kitchen, she is so desperate…
So, she wants to kill him?
The lights are all on, in the kitchen, the dining area, the living room, all glaringly bright (to mask the silence).
I love this. I think we've all done this at some point in our lives.
He’s Clark and she cannot fail him again.
So beautiful.
And before she can even open her mouth, Clark says, “He woke up. It was only for a minute, but Dad woke up. He talked to me.”
*lets out a Superman-sized sigh of relief*
“She’s as strong as someone else I know,” Clark says ruefully. He pulls back, then, just enough to look at her, to meet her eyes. There is life in his again. Life and hope and everything she thought was gone forever. “Thank you, Lois. For not giving up on them. For not letting me give up either.”
I'm so happy for him! Of course, that terrifies me that something bad is going to come...
But…but she wanted to be the one to put that edge of hope back in his eyes.
Very Lois.
“Maybe. But sometimes I don’t want to have to be strong. And I’m glad you were there to be strong for me.”
So true in every universe.
But with his arms around her, with his scent surrounding her, with his words still ringing in her ears (undiluted by any of her own meager replies), it is all too easy to hope and dream of things that can never be.
Hey, Lois? The last time you didn't communicate with him? Bad things happened, right? So just tell him you love him!
Excellent part. I'm starting to dare to hope for a happier Lois and Clark!
