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I am so happy!!!!! Thank you for posting...

*sniffle*


EDIT - Gee I have to come up with something better to say than that!!! I'll get a coffee and come back.

I'm not good at making snappy subject line - so I'm open to suggestions!

Ohhh. So sad.

I love how that was written. I know she's weak, but I still see that Lois spunk.

Wow. I guess I didn't realize how afraid she was. . .

Powerful stuff, again, Wendy.

Poor Lois, so scared, but I'm proud of her for realizing that she just couldn't ask Clark to even consider euthanasia. The man doesn't kill bad guys, let alone the woman he loves. I'm not surprised she thought of it, mind you, but I'm very glad she didn't say it.

So... maybe they could go through a lightning storm on the way *home* from Las Vegas That would be much more fun than curing her before the wedding, after all...

PJ

Taking a deep breath, I plunge in.

Yeah, this one's going to be sad again...

Despite the agony of this story, it redeems itself with these beautiful bits that take my breath away.

Five thumbs up!!!! Oh wait, that means I'm alien. Whatever. You know how I feel on this one .

Such a practical...and horrible thought.

You already know how I feel about this, but I reiterate--this is just absolutely incredible writing.

ARGH!!!

We're still going through this wild storm and still there's no hope in sight!!!

I'm still praying that you're keeping your promise to keep all your toys intact!!!

Throw us a teeny bone, please!!!



Missy

That was amazing! Such power in Clark's love for Lois, such heartbreak in the dispair they share faced with four hours left. And Lois' realization of what asking Clark to euthanize her would do to him - so sad! There had better be a happy ending after all of this pain you're putting us through!
Susan

Well, Wendy, I was considering staying home from work today so I could do your post any sort of justice, but I decided against it, after all. So I'll have to come back later. But, being Swedish, and considering that last weekend Swedish television was full of this year's Nobel prize ceremonies, with kings and queens and ballet and opera and banquets and what not, I promise you will get my vote for next year's Nobel prize for Lois and Clark fanfiction literature. Uhmm, would that be the Kerth award?

Ann

Sigh Ok a am teary again! You're killing me softly. I loved being tortured by you and I am looking forward to more. Laura

That says it all

Okay, I don't think I really started to cry until maybe here. But Jesus. You really know how to whip out that angst knife and shred us up!

JD

TWENTY-ONE?!?!?!?! See now I'm really scared. Please don't let her die, I just couldn't take it.

Haven't you tortured us enough??? I think this is the most *gut-wrenching* thing I have ever read in my *life* and yet you consistently have me eagerly coming back for more! You've turned all of us into pleading masicists(sp?)!!

My theory ... 24 hours ... 24 *parts!* It's only fair that way. So either you'd better come up with a miracle in those upcoming two *VERY LONG* parts ... or for the sake of anal-retentives like myself just make the title match the story and post *24* parts!!!!!

I am waiting ever so anxiously for the next two parts! It just gets better and better! The wedding was so incredibly sad and sweet. I hope when the toys are fixed (*shakes fist-they had better be*) that they get to have a more public wedding with friends and family around More soon!

This story just gets richer and richer with every chapter. The way the bounds are being pushed; the way each one of them sacrifices for one another. Fantastic.

And I love the repeated use of "his wife."

Ah, Wendy, thank you for this amazing tale. As Nicole said in the previous chapter, "It's about life, IMO, and how fragile it is, how quickly you can lose everything, and how you shouldn't waste a day or ignore the messages in your heart, because that day wasted could have been the day you got everything you ever wanted!"

I don't have words for how much I'm loving this fic.

It's my imagination... or this part was short

Jose

Wendy, you have me thinking of your story instead of my final exams! Grr! And I actually need to read for those instead of this!

That said, I'm dying for more! Please, pretty please post more soon so that I can avoid finals more! Clark's musings on being a widower are painful. You're killing us, Wendy!!

Like everybody said - the sadness and poignancy and beauty of this is almost beyond words. Who can comment on this in such a way that the comment brings out more meaning than Wendy's masterful prose is already giving to us?

But at least I must call attention to some things that make me draw my breath again and again as this marvellous story enfolds itself before my eyes. I stand in awe at the way Clark almost can't say "I do" in the chapel because of the terrible words about him and Lois that he can't bear thinking about:
And the way he can't kiss Lois right away after the ceremony, because he needs to just look at her first:
And then, the way he actually kisses her:

And the way he refines the desperation he feels within himself into love beyond words or measure for his wife:

And the way Clark's unhappiness makes Lois want to comfort him:
And the way she realises what it will mean to Clark if she doesn't let her parents know about her dying:

And the way Clark gets the chance to say, again, that there is nothing he wouldn't do for her:

And then his final declaration of endless love:

And after this, Lois gives her ultimate gift of love to Clark. The gift of not asking him to kill her. People, have you considered Lois's situation, of what it would mean to see and feel your body fall apart on you like that? A friend of my mother's was feeling tired so she saw her doctor, and was told that she had a very aggressive form of cancer of the pancreas, and that she had exactly one week to live. I have often wondered what that week must have been like for her. What did she think every night as she went to bed? What did she think as she woke up each new morning, yet another day gone from what had been a week to live? What new pains and fears assaulted her every day? How much worse did she feel each morning than she had the night before, and how much worse was the end of each day compared with the beginning of it?

My mother's friend had to suffer through the systematic break-down of her body in one week. In Wendy's story, Lois has to watch and feel the same thing happen to her body in twenty-four hours. How scared would you be if that happened to you? In Wendy's story, Lois thinks to herself that she is afraid of the pain, and she is afraid of not being able to breathe. That was what my father said, when he was so ill after his heart attack, that nothing scared him more than not being able to breathe.

But when Lois has given up, when she has nothing but four unspeakably horrible hours of complete bodily anguish and breakdown to look forward to, and when she knows that Clark could spare her this inhuman horror by using his superpowers to kill her so quickly and gently, then she gives him the ultimate gift of her love, the gift not only of not asking him to kill her, but also the gift of not telling him that she really wants him to do this. Because nothing, nothing could be more horrible for him than knowing that Lois's last wish would be that he should kill her.

Ahh, Wendy. I don't think we have ever seen Clark and Lois's love for one another portrayed so heartbreakingly beautifully before. You have crammed what seems like a lifetime of choices and emotions into twenty-four short hours - well, really only twenty so far! And in the three last parts or so, Lois and Clark have had more than a lifetime's share of epiphanies, and they have learnt more about life, death, hope, despair, fear, grief, joy and love than many of us can can ever hope to come by in a lifetime. Your story is about the human condition, enacted by two fallible people whose courage and love shines a thin beam of light and warmth even into the shadow of the valley of death. Even if their fight is useless, even if the darkness must claim at least one of them very, very soon, they will keep trying. For each other. Beacuse they love.

Ann

Hi,

Great part.

I read your post just before leaving the library: this will teach me! I cry all my tears (again!) so my face was a mess, and I hadn't my trousse for make-up emergencies!

"pain" again. This is a clear clue of what is coming!

"Fear" and "pain": not the usual words you can read after a wedding scene! Poor poor Lois and Clark!
Do you really want leave these two alone and test Lois' resolve to not ask him ?
I'm hoping you'll hurry to fix this unbearable situation! What is Dr. Sutton doing? I think Griffin is not the only guilty part here!What is this so misterious poison? Lois's symptoms gave me a couple of ideas, but they involve, although indirectly, Luthor and illegal weapons! Oh, I don't know!

Simona

Just post 20!

What do you think I am?

wow... this is great i haven't cried this much since reading
shoot i can't think of it right now.