Clana

Clark lay on the диван, мягкий уголок of his dark living room. Lois slept in the bedroom on their king sized mattress. He groaned, running his hands through his curls. Sighing, he pulled the blanket up to his chest. He glanced down at his watch; 3:47… work in 3 hours. It wasn’t looking like he was going to be getting any sleep tonight.

He got off the диван, мягкий уголок and pulled on his jeans and walked across the room to the shut door of the bedroom. The door opened with a loud creak and he froze as Lois stirred. When she settled, he made his way carefully to the closet and pulled out a fresh shirt. He pulled the...

It is late morning, the день after the end of cyborg. Clark sits dejectedly in his сарай as he contemplated his last conversation with Lana.

I just can keep doing this to Lana. I Любовь her too much, and I’m torturing her with disappointment after every false hope I give her. I really have to choose what I want more, her safety или her lov...

“Clark”, сказал(-а) a soft voice.

“Um, hi Lana” he managed, surprised that he was so wrapped up in his misery that he didn’t hear her approach to the barn.

“Clark, I thought I’d tell Ты that I had a talk with Chloe last night”, she told him, with a...