Hi,
Great part.
I like plan D better. Is will be easy to create a satellite that can attract the entire Kryptonite particle in space and throwing them in the sun (like a big vacuumed cleaner).
Or plan B. Communicate the next time with the other Clark to put the two Dr. Kline to work and hope that Mr. Wells notice something is wrong.
"Ms. Lane, as a doctor who exclusively treats women – I can tell you, based on the shape of your pelvis and the scar tissue I see, you most definitely have given birth in *this* lifetime. Have you had a traumatic experience that would cause you to have hysterical amnesia?"
"I was in Congo-Brazzaville for ten years, living in various refugee camps. But I could swear – I remember it all," Lois said slowly, now not believing the words coming out of her own mouth. "You would think, Dr. Bryce, that I would recall giving birth!"
"Lois, may I recommend a good psychiatrist?"
"You may, as long as his name isn't Dr. Maxwell Deter," she replied sarcastically.
She finally remember.
"I'll get to the point, Dr. Deter. I want a copy of the recording you made during my hypnosis session."
"I'm afraid that's only available through a court order, Ms. Lane. You psyche may not be able to process some of the information on that tape at this time. It's for your own protection, I'm afraid. Your next appointment is Friday afternoon, correct?"
"Forget it, Deter. I'm not working at the Planet anymore – I quit - I have no medical insurance and quite frankly, I've been warned not to trust you. So I guess that means – no, I won't see you on Friday. And I *will* get that tape!"
Lois blew out of the office, slamming the door vigorously, leaving Maxwell perplexed and dismayed.
I hope Deter come clean with them and tell then everything.
More ASAP, please.
MAF
