WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!! The A-plot horribilitiness is over!!!!
I can just see Clark dressed in his jeans and wounded in his sweet little... ummm, you know. I half expected Lois to start digging the bullet out from where it was lodged! Ah, but it wasn't a kryptonite bullet, so immediate removal was not necessary!
And Clark took a bullet for Lois, even though he was powerless and the bullet might easily have killed him. TOGOM, you have nothing on this fic.
My eyes fill with tears again. “You took a bullet for me, knowing it could kill you.”
“Always,” he says.
Clark smiles tenderly and places his hand on my cheek and I cover it with my own, leaning into his tender caress. His eyes are shining with a light I never thought I would see directed at me, filled with a love I never thought I would receive. My eyes shimmer with a new kind of unshed tears and my breath hitches with the knowledge that Clark loves me. With that thought, my heart fills to bursting, banishing the numbness.
“My hero.”
Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!
Ann
