Ooooh! More! I love you already, even though I am sure you are going to make me cry.
She was met with Martha’s watery gaze, Clark’s motionless form, and one very empty hospital bed. Lois bit her bottom lip.
For all her years and experience as a reporter, Lois could find no words she could say– none she could even think of– to comfort her at this point.
So rare to see a speechless Lois. Makes it even more heartbreaking.
She slipped out of the room noiselessly, leaving Lois to face what was left of her husband.
<heart breaks>
Do you want to know what I was doing? I was preparing for that stupid speech. Relaxing before the big day.
<wonders just what the heck Clark's speech was supposed to be about anyway>
And all that time, I couldn’t figure out that my own father was dying!
Ouch! Poor Clark. Always beating himself over things that aren't his fault.
“You can’t beat yourself up over this. It’s not your fault.”
Something tells me this isn't going to help things.
“Even if you had been right by his side when it had happened, there’s nothing you could have done. It wouldn’t have made a difference.”
Um, not exactly going to make him feel any better, Lois. You know Clark better than that.
He looked disgusted by her.
<wince>
“No, no. You’re right. I couldn’t have saved him. It was a heart attack. And besides, it’s not like I’m Superman or anything, right? I couldn’t have, I don’t know, flown him out to a hospital really quick and tried to save him.”
<double wince>
He whirled on her and started raising his voice. “And it’s not like I couldn’t have spent another moment with him, or apologized to him for acting like such an ass, or told him I loved him one more time. Because, knowing me, stupid Clark Kent, my being there wouldn’t make anything better. In fact, more likely, I would just make everything worse.”
Just what the heck IS going on in their family???
“Hell, my being there probably would have just killed him sooner, huh Lois?”
I seriously want to slap some sense into Clark right now, his grief aside.
Lois went red with outrage and before she knew what she was doing, she slapped him hard across the face.
Lois did it for me!!!!
And here I was, ready to invite you back home even!
She threw him out? Or did he leave on his own but she hasn't wanted him to come back?
Clark’s hand reached out and rested gently on her forearm. “Lois, wait. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean any of that–”
Hmmmm....
His dark brown eyes pleaded with her to stay, to give him another chance. But Lois wasn’t in the mood to hear it right now. She shook her head.
Clark sank back into his chair in shock, feeling more empty and alone than ever in his life.
MUST have more NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
