Alternate CLANA Scenes - (Companion to The Clana Journals)

[binkys711]

yes , I know i'm clever C.A chick:p

[clana4ev3r]

Originally posted by binkys711
wow! just read your updates! they're so awesome! It's amazing how you stick so close to the actual episode but changing it completely!.....PPMS!!!


I agree!! it is amazing how you do that!!

[Scotty]

PPMS! :D

[Dr. Jeckyll]

Awesome. You do a great job creating the tension between Lana/Chloe and Clark/Jason. PPMS!

[NYC300Z]

Great update! Yeah Dr. J is right u did a great job with that! PPMS!!

[Cardinal]

I can just see Lana opening up an economy-sized can of whoop-ass on Chloe. Kinda like what happened in "Delete," only no axe this time.

Oh I bet Lana's gonna love watching what happens to Clark after he drinks the special drink.

[clana4ev3r]

what does happen to Clark after he drinks the special drink anyways??? I forgot what happened in devoted

[NYC300Z]

He just got really weak.

[binkys711]

and got the crap kicked outta him by Jason....but Lex comes to the rescue for Clark....

[SVsleuth]

Alt. DEVOTED – Part 4

The cheerleaders are practicing their cheers on the football field as the football players gather to do jumping jacks. Clark joins them, stealing a glance toward Jason. Jason is staring directly at Clark, glaring at him. Clark looks away. The team does their warmup exercises. Then, Jason blows his whistle.

Jason: All right, guys. Let's grab a drink before scrimmage.

The guys all jog over to the drink table. On his way over, Clark goes over to see Lana. She is sitting on the bleachers, watching practice.

Clark: Hey, Lana. (He takes off his helmet.) I’m glad you’re here. (He gives her a quick kiss.)

Lana: Well, I am so proud that Clark Kent is our new starting quarterback. I had to come out to support my favorite player.

Clark: Thanks, Lana. It’s cool to have you here.

Lana gives him a quick kiss. Jason sees this exchange, and his anger begins to rise.

Jason: (Angrily.) Hey, Kent! Do you want to join us or what?

Clark: (To Lana.) I better go.

Lana: Seems like your “coach” is about to work you pretty hard. Be careful.

Jason takes a swig of green punch from a bottle as he watches Clark and Lana.

Clark: Don’t worry. I can take it. (He leans over and whispers to Lana.) Remember, I have to act like I’m feeling the hits. Don’t worry. I’m really fine. (He winks at her. Lana nods. Clark looks at her for another moment.) I'll see ya.

Lana: See ya.

Clark walks away from the bleachers toward the drinks table. Lois catches up with him.

Lois: Hey. What did you do to my cousin? She's freaking me out.

Clark: Nothing. She's hitting on me.

Lois: Well, obviously you sent some kind of signal that you were interested.

Clark: Yeah, right. I’m with Lana, Lois. Look, I got a big game coming up, and I'm trying to make a good impression on Coach Quigley here, all right? So could we talk about this later?

Chloe is running, nearly skipping, toward Clark and Lois. She is wearing a Smallville High cheerleading outfit and waving pom-poms in the air. She is deliriously excited.

Chloe: Hey! Hey, Clark! Hi!

Lois: Oh, my God.

Chloe: Hi, Clark! Hi! (She laughs excitedly.) Ta-da! Hi!

Clark: Chloe. W-what's up with the cheerleader outfit?

Chloe: I found it in the storage locker. I thought, you know, what better way to support my new favorite starting quarterback than to join the cheerleading squad? We can be together all the time!

Clark: (Annoyed.) Chloe, please, stop it.

Lois looks at Chloe strangely. Chloe looks from Clark to Lois and her smile fades.

Chloe: What is she doing here?

Jason calls to Clark from the field where he is talking to the other players.

Jason: (roughly)Hey, Kent! Some time today!

Chloe: Good luck! Bye!

Chloe blows Clark a kiss and runs to the sideline.

Lois: Oh, my God. She's taken the fast train to Stepford.

Clark: I need you to keep her away from me.

Lois: With what? A tranquilizer gun?

Clark: There's obviously something wrong. I just need some time to figure it out, okay?

Lois: Okay.

Lana observes the way Chloe is acting, and her anger rises again toward Chloe. Lana also wonders if Lois has designs on Clark. “If not, why is she even here?” she wonders. “She’s dropped hints in the past – like that whole shower fiasco.”

Lois walks away, and Clark goes to the drinks table, pouring a glass of green punch. He downs the whole cup and almost immediately bends over in pain, gagging. Jason walks up to him.

Jason: Kent. What's wrong with you?

Clark: (Breathless.) Coach, I'm not feeling very good. I think I better leave.

Jason: You're gonna walk away because you don't feel well. You know, maybe you don’t have what it takes, Kent.

Clark: Coach, I--

Jason: You know, your team's waiting for you out there. Are you a leader or not?

Clark gives in, stumbling toward the field for practice. Nate starts to walk toward the field and Jason stops him.
Jason: Tell the rest of the guys they got a green light on Kent. I've been too easy on him.

Nate smiles and runs toward the field excitedly. Jason takes another long drink of the punch.

A play is beginning. Clark is jogging backwards preparing to throw the ball when three players tackle him viciously. Chloe is waving her pom-poms on the sidelines cheering for him.

Chloe: It's okay, Clark! It's okay! Just shake it off!

Nate looks down at Clark who is lying on his back.

Nate: How's it taste?

He laughs cruelly as Clark weakly tries to get up. Jason watches him angrily from the sidelines. The cheerleaders are standing in neat rows nearby practicing a cheer as Chloe runs around the field wildly, cheering off the top of her head.

Chloe: Clark Kent! Come on! Give me a K! Give me an E! Give me an N! Give me a T!

Lana thinks to herself, “Clark looks like he’s over-acting a bit. He’s making it look like he’s dying out there. If they only knew.” She smiles to herself. Then, noticing Chloe, “I wish Chloe would knock it off!”

Clark is hunched over behind another player, beginning the next play.

Clark: Blue-37! Hike!

The ball is hiked to Clark, and almost immediately, another player throws himself at Clark's back, knocking him to the ground. Then two other players pounce on him. Chloe gasps.

Chloe: Oh! Keep going, baby!

Another play starts.

Clark: Hike!

Clark passes the ball to another player and starts running toward the yellow players. Two of the yellow players standing side by side hold out their arms, knocking Clark in the chest and toppling him onto his back.

Player: Need a hand?

The player grabs Clark by the face mask of his helmet and pulls him up. Clark grunts in pain.

Chloe: Let's hear it for the number one quarterback! Yeah!

We see Clark toss the football and then get tackled from behind by two players. Then at the beginning of the next play, Clark pulls on his helmet and hits it a couple of times, trying to clear his head.

Clark: Blue-17! Hut!

Before Clark can even move with the ball, two more players pull him to the ground.

Chloe: Oh! Uh... It's okay! It's okay! It's just a bruise!

Nate: (Laughing.) Atta boy, Kent! How's that feel, Kent?

Chloe: Go, Clark! You can do it! You can do it! Defense! Go defense! All right!

Clark is still on the ground the whole time Chloe is cheering, and he watches as Mandy and another cheerleader take the cooler from the drinks table and carry it back to the school. He realizes they must be spiking the drink – and that Kryptonite is one of the ingredients!

Chloe: Whoo! Yeah! Go, Clark!

Clark adjusts his helmet and lowers his eyes, confused and unhappy.

Lana continues to watch from the bleachers. “Damn, he’s a good actor!" she thinks. "It really looks like he’s getting his ass whooped."

When practice is over, Clark forces himself to walk off of the field. He feels like he can hardly move his legs. His stomach is churning from the effects of the Kryptonite. He is bruised from all the hits he took. He makes his way over to Lana. As he passes Jason, Jason just glares at him, then walks away.

Clark: (wincing in pain) Lana, help me get to the car.

Lana: (realizing he is NOT acting) Clark! You’re really hurt! How…?

Clark: Kryptonite…. In the drink.

Lana: Oh, no! Clark, you weren’t acting at all! Why did you stay out there?

Clark: Just, help me, Lana.

Lana lets him lean on her as she guides him to his truck.

Lana: I’ll drive, Clark.

He nods, and hands her his keys. Lana drives Clark home.

***

Coming next: Alt. DEVOTED – Part 5

Note: The current track of Hurricane Katrina is straight at ME! We will likely be evacuating by Sunday morning. It is possible that I may update more overnight tonight, as I keep my eye on the storm. (Helps me not get too nervous.) If, not, it is unlikely that more updates will come for several days, at least. If we DO get the direct hit, much, much, longer. :( I won't forget you guys. I'll write it out by hand, when I need to kill time. Then I'll eventually have plenty of updates.

[binkys711]

1st! finally!:p

wow! SVS great update!jejeje i thpught it was funny that Lana just thought he's a really good actor!:lol:.....

SVsleuth...be careful, hopefully the hurricane won't do to much damage:(....we'll miss you and await your update anxiosly:)

(I promise no evil plotting on your threads while your gone;):p)

be safe!

-binkys

[Cardinal]

*Starts playing anything by Katrina and the Waves...though "Walking on Sunshine" may be a little too ironic even for me*

Sorry, SV! If you even think about Smallville while your life is being uprooted...then you're as crazy as the rest of us! :p

Seriously, to paraphrase Chloe, "Don't you know that going to save your family from a hurricane totally gets you off the hook?"

You'll be in our prayers, even those of us who don't pray that often.

Be safe, and we'll see you later. :)

[Dr. Jeckyll]

I'm not a religious man, but if that's what it takes to make evil Katrina go away, then I'll be a Christian AND a Buddhist at the same time! Great update!

[SVsleuth]

Thanks for the prayers and good wishes, everyone. I really appreciate it. I know y'all think I'm nuts to be on K-Site with a hurricane headed right at me, but... there's nothing else I can do to prepare for the storm right now, except wash the laundry - which I am waiting on, check on the storm, make lists of things to do tomorrow, and try not to think too hard about the "What If's" - Thinking about Clark & Lana takes my mind off of the reality of what we could face, & keeps me sane. During hurricane Dennis preparations earlier this year, ajfinn's daily updates were a welcome break in my hectic days of packing & unpacking - even though we never left! Anyway, thanks, guys. I have a feeling I'll find a way to be around on K-Site, no matter what. ;)

P.S. Don't forget the comments on my update. I love to read them. ;)

[C.A.chick]

hey, be safe...im serious. i can't take any more tragedies... even if i hardly know you, its hard. i lost my friend and a boy at my school. so SVsleuth, I command you to stay safe!

[NYC300Z]

Great update! haha Lana thought Clark was really putting on a show! and she's getting ticked off at Chloe and Lois well she should be! :lol: I wonder how the scene with Jason fighting Clark will be like? I wonder who he will disscuss the whole krypto drink thing with Lois still or will Lana play a part? I'm so excited can't wait! I hope Katrina misses u or weakens at least. I know from experience living in Va Beach hurricanes can be bad but we were always lucky North Carolina sticks out and always took the direct hit for us! Good luck!

[LoisNClark]

Just read all of the alternate scenes and they are awesome. I love the new version of Devoted and i wish season four could've gone like this. Loved how Lana thought Clark was acting.:lol:

Now about Hurricane Katrina. Be safe and Good Luck, we'll all be awaiting you're updates when you get back.

[MOOman0618]

That was an awesome update! Love it that Lana is also getting a little warey of Lois! Chloe is hilarious in this episode. Will Lana leave Clark alone now when she takes him home? Does that mean she may be there when Jason attacks? Hmmmm...Can't wait!


Come home safe to us!

[MOOman0618]

Keeping this tread at the top where it should be!

[SVsleuth]

Thanks, MOOman, & everyone. See message in Clubhouse.

[LoisNClark]

Glad your safe SVsleuth!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!:D

[Cardinal]

Back to the top! :)

[lanaland]

Yeah...PPMS!!!

[Cardinal]

Rotation!

[NYC300Z]

:lol: @ Cardinal!

[SVsleuth]

I'm wanting to finish Alt. Devoted for y'all. I had written some of it out before Katrina interrupted my life. I just can't get enough time on the PC to type it up, having to share 1 PC in a hotel room with 6 other people! And, of course, I have lots of other things to keep me busy, like finding & booking hotel rooms, packing & moving & unpacking - again, etc. As soon as I can get enough time, I will post the rest of Devoted - hopefully this week, before Friday (That's when we pack up and move again - this time to Birmingham, AL for my husband's job.) Only, if I do post, while displaced by a hurricane, I think everyone who hasn't updated for even longer than me, should be able to get around to it too - right 4Ever, Meg????? PLEASE?????

[LoisNClark]

looking forward to reading your update SV but we all understand why you haven't updated unlike certain other people *cough* meg *cough cough* 4ever *cough*....:p

jk 4ever i know that you've been busy

[NYC300Z]

Yay can't wait SVsleuth! and yeah 4ever :lol:

[C.A.chick]

OMG, SV! you're alright. i got so worried when I saw the news reports. is your family alright. are you having trouble. I hope everything is going smoothly for you! and even if it takes you months to update, we'll all understand, because it'll take a long time fr your life to get r update, as long as it might take.back to anything close to normal. i hope your doing well, and we await you

[MOOman0618]

Wow...you are seriously dedicated to us if you are going to update in your current situation! I am SO looking forward to it!

[SpeedyKate91]

looking foward to an update

[SVsleuth]

Yay! I got some time on the PC. I can't spend ALL my time focused on the tragedy in New Orleans. So here's an update. Enjoy! :)
***
Alternate DEVOTED – Part 5

In Clark’s loft, Clark sits at his desk with his shirt unbuttoned. Lana brings an ice pack and is about to apply it to his ribs.

Clark: Ow, ow, ow!

Lana: I haven’t even touched it yet.

Clark: I’m just practicing.

Lana: Good, because you’re bruised pretty badly.

Lana applies the ice gently. Clark winces as the cold ice touches his bruises.

Lana: Clark, you said no one could hurt you. How could this happen?


Clark: The cheerleaders are spiking the Gatorade. I can tell that Kryptonite is one of the ingredients they’re adding.

Lana: (agahst) You drank Kryptonite, Clark? How could you even go out on the field to practice?

Clark: I don’t know, Lana. I just want to be a leader. I really want to play and be accepted by the other guys on the team.

Lana: Clark, football is not worth risking your life for.

Just then, Clark and Lana hear someone enter the barn.

Clark: (with a sigh) It must be Chloe. She’s been following me everywhere. Did you see her in that cheerleader get up? (Raising his voice) Chloe, if that’s you, I’m not feeling very well right now.

Clark stands up with some difficulty and sees Jason walk into the loft wearing a black jacket with the hood over his head.

Clark: (apprehensively) Coach Teague.

Jason: (Walking up the stairs.) Clark, we need to talk.

Lana backs away into the shadows, hoping Jason won’t see her.

Clark: (Buttoning his shirt.) Look, I know this is gonna sound weird, but I think there's something in that drink cooler.

Clark comes down the stairs meeting Jason halfway, hoping Jason won’t see Lana there.

Jason: Yeah, you should've stayed away from my girlfriend.

Clark: Lana is my girlfriend.

Jason punches Clark hard in the stomach. In his weakened condition, Clark feels the pain clearly and he gasps, doubling over. Jason then elbows Clark in the back, sending him tumbling to a lower level of the loft where he lands near several haystacks.

Jason comes down the stairs and grabs Clark by the shirt, holding him up with one hand and punching him in the face repeatedly with the other. After three punches, Jason pulls Clark to his feet and throws him at the railing. Clark hits the railing with his stomach, his torso leaning over the edge. Then he straightens up, realizing with surprise that his nose is bleeding. He turns around to Jason, and Jason punches him again in the face with enough force to send him crashing through the railing and plummeting to the ground.

Clark whimpers on the ground, nearly unconscious. Jason comes down the stairs watching Clark threateningly the whole time. Clark looks up at him, unable to move, and just as Jason is raising his arm to take another swing, Lex walks up behind him and knocks him on the back of the head. Lex then throws him against a beam. Jason knocks his head, then gets to his feet and runs from the loft. Lex leans down over Clark, holding his shoulder.

Lex: (Concerned.) Clark.

Clark: (Surprised.) Lex.

Lex: Are you okay? Who was that?

Breathless, Clark doesn't answer. Lana runs down the stairs straight to Clark.

Lana: Clark! Are you okay?

Clark: I’m not sure, Lana.

Lana: Lex, help me get him up.

Lex helps Lana get Clark up off the floor, then guides him to a seat.

Lex: We should call the police.

Clark: No! – Um, no, Lex. It’s not like any of us got a good look at him anyway.

Lex turns away from Clark and walks toward a table where there is a first aid kit. Lana watches as a drop of green liquid drips from Clark nose and lands on the floor. Clark touches his nose, then glances over at Lex. When he sees Lex's back is still turned, he opens his shirt to chack the bruises. Lana and Clark see the bruises on his chest disappear before their eyes. The cut that was on his forehead moments ago disappears as well.

When Lex turns back to Clark and walks toward him, Clark closes his shirt and wipes his nose with a tissue, not making eye contact with Lex. He glances at Lana, who smiles with relief.

Lex: That's odd.

Clark: What?

Lex: I could've sworn you had a cut above your eye.

Clark: Actually, I'm feeling a lot better all of a sudden.

Lex: Yeah, well, I still think you should have a doctor take a look at you.

Lana: I can take care of him, Lex. If he needs a doctor, I’ll make sure he sees one.

Clark: I guess I was lucky you were here, Lex.

Clark stands up and walks past Lex to the table.

Clark: Why are you here?

Lex: I wanted to give you something.

Lex picks something up and when Clark turns to face him, he tosses a blue LuthorCorp file to Clark.

Lex: It's every file I ever had on you.

Clark: How do I know you don't have a copy?


Lex: You don't. But it's the truth.

Clark: Lex, if this friendship was so important, why'd you lie to me for so long?

Lex: I don't know, Clark.

Clark lowers his eyes, and Lex walks toward him.

Lex: There's a darkness in me that I can't always control. I'm starting to think that's my curse, why every relationship I have ends badly.

Clark: We all have a dark side, Lex.

Lex: Yeah. But I can feel mine creeping over the corners. Your friendship helps keep it at bay. It reminds me that there are truly good people in the world. I'm not willing to give up on that.

Clark looks back at Lex cautiously.

Lex: Good night, Clark; Lana. (He nods toward her.)

Lex leaves the loft. Clark lowers his eyes silently.

***
Clark and Lois talk in the hallway at Smallville High. Lois tells Clark about Mandy & Rhonda’s chemistry project, and they begin to understand about the love potion the cheerleaders are using. They continue talking in the Torch office.

Lois: Wait a minute. You drank some of it, too. I saw you. How come you're not going all love slave?

Clark: (Pause.) I don't know. What's your point?

Lois: That science report's in Mandy's faux Prada bag. Presumably it can tell us how to reverse this, right? And presumably, you're infected. (Clark thinks about this. Lois becomes teasingly flirtatious.) The cheerleaders are having a pool party tonight. How do you look in a swimsuit, Clark?

Clark looks at Lois, shaking his head, refusing her. She smiles at him.

Lois: Come on, Clark. All you have to do is pretend to be “devoted” to Mandy at the pool party to distract her, so I can get the bag.

Clark: No, Lois. I can’t do that. Look, I’ll find my own way to get that report. Okay?

Lois: Okay, Clark. But you’d better come through. I don’t know how much more of this alternate Chloe I can stand.

Clark: Same here. Definitely.

***

Clark and Lana go to the pool party. Lana goes up to Mandy and starts talking with her, while Clark superspeeds over to Mandy’s bag and swipes it. He speeds away into the locker room and gets the report out of the bag. He deposits it in his own gym locker, superspeeds back to the party, and returns Mandy’s bag to it’s original position. He walks over to Lana, pretending to be “devoted” to her, kissing her neck as he speaks softly.

Clark: C’mon, Lana. Let’s go somewhere more private.

Mandy: Clark. You’re the starting quarterback now. Shouldn’t you be with someone more – um – well, someone like the head cheerleader?

Clark: No thanks, Mandy. I’ve made my choice. Come on, Lana.

Clark takes Lana’s hand and they enter the boys’ locker room. They retrieve the report from his locker and start to read it.

Lois arrives on the scene.

Clark: (annoyed) Lois. What are you doing here?

Lois: Clark. Did you get it?

Clark: Yes, Lois, I got it.

Just then, Chloe appears. She goes after Lana in a jealous rage. Lois intervenes with her Lois–fu, Chloe is accidentally burned and returns to normal, not remembering anything that happened while under the influence of the love potion.

Mandy shows up, having discovered her report is missing. She brings several guys with her wielding baseball bats.

Lois: Oh, great. Here comes the love squad.

The players stare at Clark, Lois, and Chloe threateningly.

Clark: Let's get out of here. Come on, Lois.

Clark, Lana, and Chloe start to leave, but Lois stays where she is, staring at Mandy.

Lois: Bring it on, hotshot.

Nate steps forward and swings his bat at Lois. She ducks to dodge it, then kicks Nate in the stomach, sending him falling back against the other football players.

Clark: Lois, what are you doing?

Lana: Hey, Clark, you got any explosions up your sleeve?

Lana is looking at the ceiling above the players. Clark follows her gaze and sees that she is looking at a pipe that says "Caution Hot".

Nate: (to Lois) You're gonna pay, bi*ch!

Nate gets back to his feet. Clark uses his heat vision on the pipe, heating it up until it bursts and a cloud of steam jets down onto the players, knocking them and Mandy to the floor.

Lois: Okay, what the hell was that?

Clark: I guess the pipe must've broken or something. Pretty lucky, huh?

Lana looks at Clark knowingly.

Lois: Yeah. You better hope for that kind of luck tomorrow on the field.

Clark rolls his eyes at Lois's insult, then takes Lana’s hand and they leave together.

***
Coming Next: Alt. DEVOTED – Part 6

[clana4ev3r]

great update! love how you twisted the scenes! great! PPMS!

[NYC300Z]

Great update! ur so devoted to writing even after all u've been through! Thanks so much for updating! :D:D:D

[MOOman0618]

Wonderful to see you updating again! I was wondering how you going to get Clark out of making out with Mandy. Making out with Lana is much better anyhow! Can't wait for the next one!

[Cardinal]

Yes, SV is back! :)

The part I liked best was Lana being the one that was looking at the pipe, so there is no possibility of awkward questions from Lois (had she been the one to look at the pipe).

[linn]

finally ur back..........hahaha.ppms

[SpeedyKate91]

good update PPMS

[LoisNClark]

yeah SV you're back and updating

awesome update!!! Love the different devoted, and glad you had lana come with him and didn't have clark kiss mandy!!

PPMS!!!:D

[SVsleuth]

Alternate DEVOTED – Part 6

Lex's mansion. Night. Clark is escorted into a room by a servant. The room is the place where Lex had all of his research on Clark stored. Lex is in the room waiting for him.

Lex: When they told me Clark Kent was downstairs, I couldn't believe it. I wanted you to see for yourself that the investigation is over.

Clark: (Looking beyond Lex.)] What's that?

He looks toward a small cube of compacted metal. The large room is completely empty except for it.

Lex: The Porsche you pulled me out of the day we met.

Clark: Why is it still here?

Lex: (Walking toward the metal.)] To remind me of what I almost lost. (He turns to Clark.) It's over, Clark. It really is.

Clark doesn't respond.

Lex: Look, I'm willing to give this friendship another shot if you are.

Clark is silent for a moment, then nods in agreement. Lex smiles.

Clark: In the spirit of friendship, I was wondering if you could help me with a problem.

Lex: Absolutely. What is it?

Clark: Well, it's a who. Lois Lane.

Lex nods.

***
Next Day.
Clark is dressed in his football uniform in the locker room. He takes his helmet off the locker as Jason walks up to him.

Jason: Clark. I don't know what to say, man. I mean, you saved my life, and I practically tried to kill you. It's not the best way to get this coach-player relationship off the ground.

Clark: (nods) It's okay.

Jason: If you want to bring this to the school's attention, I totally understand.

Clark: No, coach. You weren't yourself. I'm just glad it wore off.

Jason: (confused at Clark’s response) Yeah. You're gonna do great out there today. I think after all that's happened, the guys are finally behind you.

Clark: (He nods.) Thanks. (Jason starts to leave.) Hey, coach? You’re going to leave Lana alone now, right?

Jason: Look, Clark. I’m not happy about being dumped by Lana. But I can’t change how she feels. So I guess I don’t have much of a choice but to live with her decision.

Clark nods. Jason exits the locker room and sees Lana there.

Jason: Lana, look, I’m sorry. As much as I wish we were still together, I would never force myself on you like that. I don’t know what got into me.

Lana: It was the Gatorade, Jason. It was spiked with some sort of love potion the cheerleaders concocted.

Jason: Really? Well I guess that explains it. And I guess that’s why Clark didn’t lay into me just now. I couldn’t believe how understanding he was about what happened. Anyway, I’m really sorry, Lana. I hope we can still be friends.

Lana: Maybe. But it’s not easy to forget what happened. That did come from somewhere inside of you, Jason. And honestly, it scares me.

Jason: (nods) I understand. But I am sorry, Lana.

Lana: I know you are. But sometimes that’s not enough.

Clark comes out of the locker room and sees Lana and Jason talking.

Clark: Hey, Lana. Everything okay?

Lana: Yeah, fine, Clark.

Jason: Well, see ya.

Jason walks away.

Clark: What was that about?

They start walking down the hall of the school.

Lana: Jason was just apologizing for the way he acted. He wants to remain friends. But I can’t shake the memory of him calling me out of class and kissing me against my will. And I can’t forget how he almost beat you to death.

Clark: He wasn’t himself, Lana.

Lana: I know. But that had to come from somewhere inside of him. And how do I know it won’t come to the surface again somehow?

Lana and Clark have walked out of the school and are now standing beside Clark’s truck. Clark turns toward Lana, looking at her closely, obviously disturbed about something.

Clark: Lana, what about me? What about all those times I was on Red K and treated you differently. Are you afraid of me? Are you afraid that I’ll dump you again for someone like Jesse? – afraid I will get reckless and start stealing again? Because I guess all of that is in me somewhere.

Lana: (Pondering for a few moments.) No, Clark. I understand about the Red K now. It changes you.

Clark: But I think it taps a hidden part of me, Lana. Do you really accept all of me? Don’t you remember what happened between us every time it happened, Lana?

Clark recalls his meeting with Lana after he was first affected by Red K. Lana remembers as well.

(FLASHBACK)
Clark: Nell told me you were riding. This is one of your favorite places...it's pretty. [Sheepishly] I-I got a little lost along the way, but here I am.

Lana: [Flatly, indicating the flowers] Those for me?

Clark: Yeah. I wanted to apologize. I was hoping maybe we could be friends. Like we were before?

Lana: [Nodding] Hmm. So you thought that if you brought me flowers, I'd pretend like nothing happened?

Clark: [Sincerely] You have to believe me, alright? The things I said, the way I was acting...that, that wasn't me.

Lana: [A little angry] Even the part where you said you had feelings for me?

Clark just looks at her, unsure how to explain.

Clark: Lana...

Lana: [Interrupting] Clark, you can't have it both ways. Either it was you, or it wasn't.

Clark just looks at Lana, and sighs.

Clark: [Sadly] I wish I could explain but I can't.

Lana: [Hurt] The story of your life.

Clark pauses, then tries again.

Clark: [Chuckling nervously] Lana...I really am sorry.

Lana: [Honestly] I know you are. [Shakes her head] It's not enough anymore.

Clark looks at her, stunned by the finality of her words.

Lana: [A bit dismissive] Think you can find your way home?

Clark: [Sadly] Hope so.

Lana simply nods slightly, then turns her horse away from the fence. She lets her horse loose in a gallop, and speeds away from Clark, who stands at the fence watching her leave, his heart aching to be reconciled with her.
(End FLASHBACK)

Lana: (Looking seriously into Clark’s eyes) I do accept all of you now, Clark. I didn’t understand back then. But now I do. I’m so glad you’ve finally opened up to me. I’m so glad you’ve finally let me in. I love you, Clark. I always will, no matter what.

Clark: Red K and all?

Lana: Red K and all.

She leans up to kiss him, lingering for just a bit as their lips meet.

Clark: Thanks, Lana. I don’t think I could stand it if you were ever unable to forgive me, unable to forget… like you said about Jason.

Lana: The difference is, I’m in love with you, Clark. And I’ve never been happier. I know Jason was affected by the love potion, but my heart rebels at the memory of what I experienced. There’s something I don’t trust about him, Clark. It frightens me. How can you so easily dismiss what he did?

Clark: I guess I know what it’s like to be in his shoes – to have acted in a way I would never act if I had my conscience fully working – and to have to try to recover from that – to pick up the pieces of my damaged relationships and try to move on. It’s not easy, Lana. If you only knew how devastated I was when you told me my apology wasn’t enough, and rode off on your horse. I felt so rejected, so alone and isolated – so helpless, so hurt.

Lana: (Seeing tears forming in his eyes.) Clark. I wish I could have understood what was going on back then. I never meant to hurt you. I wanted to be with you so badly. But I couldn’t make sense of what was going on with you. I was hurt too badly. I couldn’t risk my heart again. But things are different now. I understand who you are. I accept all of you. (She puts her hand gently on his face, and looks lovingly into his eyes.) And I want you to know that I truly love you. I will always love you, no matter what.

Clark smiles as a few tears spill down his cheeks. He pulls Lana into his arms and kisses her repeatedly.

Clark: (Whispering into her ear.) I love you so much, Lana. How could I ever deserve to have you love me so much?

Lana smiles and begins to kiss him again. After a few moments, she realizes that they are still standing in the school parking lot, and several students are watching them with interest.

Lana: Clark, I think we’d better go, now – before we get called out for “public display of affection” on campus.

Clark: Right. Come on.

They get into the truck and Clark drives off.

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[MOOman0618]

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[SVsleuth]

Alternate DEVOTED – Part 7

Next Day. The Crows are playing a football game at Smallville High.

Lois, Chloe, and Lana are sitting together in front of Martha and Jonathan in the bleachers as the players get ready for the last seconds of the game. The girls talk to each other excitedly. Two rows ahead of them, Lex is sitting quite still, watching the field anxiously as well.

On the field, Clark is talking to the players.

Clark: Nate, I need you to get open in the end zone.

Nate: Are you serious? Can you throw that far?

Clark: Can you run that fast?

Nate: Hell yeah.

Clark smiles and nods.

Nate: Let's do it!

Clark: All right, guys. Hail Mary on one.

Guys: Hey! (They all clap their hands once and break the huddle.)

As the players run onto the field, the crowd stands up and claps. Lana and Chloe stand up. Lois stays seated until Chloe pulls her up to her feet. Clark's parents and Lex stand as well, watching. On the sidelines, Jason takes off his sunglasses, swaying from side to side nervously. The players are in position.

Clark: 42! 42! 29! Hut!

The clock starts counting down from seven as the ball is hiked to Clark. The two teams crash against each other as Clark backs up, keeping Nate in his sights. In slow motion, Clark throws the ball.

Lex watches the ball fly as the clock ticks down from 4 to 3. Jason watches with his arms folded tightly across his chest. The ball spirals through the blue sky looking proud and majestic. Nate runs across the field and Clark watches him as the clock ticks from 2 to 1. Still in slow motion, Nate jumps high into the air and catches the ball just as the clock reaches 0. Nate lands on his feet and a whistle blows.

The crowd jumps to its feet and screams with joy.

Announcer: Unbelievable! The Crows win! The Crows win!

Nate throws the ball down at the ground ecstatically as Clark takes off his helmet and smiles up at his friends and family in the bleachers. Martha smiles back at him. Lex looks proud and not at all surprised. Lana, Chloe, and Lois cheer and clap. Jonathan looks at Clark seriously, with pride in his eyes.
All of the players on the team surround Clark, patting him on the back and messing up his hair.

Guys: All right, Kent!

Clark: Whoo!

The scoreboard shows that the Crows won 34 to 31. The players lift Clark up onto their shoulders and carry him off the field.

***

Chloe and Clark are walking off the field together later the same day. Clark is wearing his normal clothes. Clark and Chloe seem uncomfortable with each other.

Chloe: Wow. So... 60-yard pass to win the big game at the last second. You're gonna be like some superhero around here. I just might have to do an article on you.

Clark: Does that mean you're back at the Torch?

Chloe: Yeah. (Pause.) Since I'm not very good at ignoring 500-pound elephants, I am really sorry that I made things so ridiculously awkward between us.

Clark: You know, I thought you made a great cheerleader.

Chloe: (Laughing.) Yeah, let's never talk about that again, okay? (She stops walking and faces him.) Look, Clark, as much as I'd like to blame the pom-pom juice for this, I obviously still have those feelings in me somewhere.

Chloe looks at Clark hopefully, waiting for a response.

Clark: Chloe... I wish I felt the same way, but I don't. I’m with Lana now, and very happy about that.

Chloe: (Smiling unconvincingly.) I know that. And I accept it. I just hope that we can keep our friendship. Except now you're gonna be, like, big man on campus. (She laughs.)

Clark: Well, I'm hoping my new editor will keep me in line. I'm gonna make time for the Torch.

Chloe: Wow. Superhero and journalist. What are the odds?

Clark kisses Chloe on the cheek.

Chloe's eyes fill with tears.

Chloe: (Almost inaudible.) Thanks. I'll see you tomorrow.

Chloe walks away. Clark switches his bag from one shoulder to the other, looking tired and unhappy. Lois walks up to him.

Lois: If you break her heart, I'll come back and I'll break your legs.

Clark: What do you mean come back?

Lois: Apparently the dean got a call from a very prominent benefactor with the initials L.L. They did the white man power dance and shazam. I'm officially a freshman.

Clark: Wow, that's great!

Lois: Don't pretend you had nothing to do with it. Why would Lex call out of the blue on my behalf?

Clark: Look, the important thing is you got in and you're leaving. (Realizing that sounded rude.) Because that's what you wanted, right?

Lois: Yeah, yeah, don't get all broken up about it. You know, if I could describe my time here in one word, it would be "weird." I look forward to the relative normalcy of the big city. (Clark nods.) But don't worry. I'll visit.

Clark: Is that a promise or a threat?

They smile at each other teasingly. Lois punches Clark on the arm.

Lois: See you around... Smallville.

Lois walks away as Clark remains standing near the goalpost in the empty football field.

***

Clark starts walking off the field. Lana runs up to him and throws her arms around his neck, kissing him several times.

Lana: I finally found you! Clark, that was an amazing game winner! I’m so proud of you!

Clark: Thanks, Lana. The guys are finally beginning to respect me. I think football is going to be fun after all.

Lana: Just promise me one thing, Clark.

Clark: What’s that, Lana?

Lana: Be sure not to drink any more Kryptonite-spiked punch before playing. I can’t stand to ever watch you get beat up like that again.

Clark: don’t worry, Lana. All the spiked punch has been disposed of.

Lana: Good. Because if I notice you acting hurt again, I may have to remove your shirt daily after practice to inspect for bruises.

Clark: Oh, yeah? Well I might not mind if you do.

Lana: No? (Lana starts to unbutton his shirt.)

Clark: (embarrassed) Lana! Not here!

Lana: Just kidding, Clark. (She gives him a tight hug.) Come on, let’s go.
Clark puts an arm around Lana and they walk off the field together.

***
End of Alt. DEVOTED. Next post will be on the Clana Journals thread, RUN.

[MOOman0618]

1st!


Originally posted by SVsleuth
Lana smiles and begins to kiss him again. After a few moments, she realizes that they are still standing in the school parking lot, and several students are watching them with interest.

LOL! That was great!


Originally posted by SVsleuth
Lana: Good. Because if I notice you acting hurt again, I may have to remove your shirt daily after practice to inspect for bruises.

Clark: Oh, yeah? Well I might not mind if you do.

Lana: No? (Lana starts to unbutton his shirt.)

Clark: (embarrassed) Lana! Not here!


Heehee...I love that you bring out the playful side...so often missed in the show.


I forgot how sad that scene was that you used as a flashback! I always felt terrible for Clark and Lana, Clark because he couldn't explain himself and Lana because she had no idea what just happend. Can't wait for the journal on Run!

[Cardinal]

Originally posted by SVsleuth
Alternate DEVOTED – Part 6

Clark: I guess I know what it’s like to be in his shoes – to have acted in a way I would never act if I had my conscience fully working – and to have to try to recover from that – to pick up the pieces of my damaged relationships and try to move on. It’s not easy, Lana. If you only knew how devastated I was when you told me my apology wasn’t enough, and rode off on your horse. I felt so rejected, so alone and isolated – so helpless, so hurt.

Lana: (Seeing tears forming in his eyes.) Clark. I wish I could have understood what was going on back then. I never meant to hurt you. I wanted to be with you so badly. But I couldn’t make sense of what was going on with you. I was hurt too badly. I couldn’t risk my heart again. But things are different now. I understand who you are. I accept all of you. (She puts her hand gently on his face, and looks lovingly into his eyes.) And I want you to know that I truly love you. I will always love you, no matter what.

It's nice to see Clark and Lana be able to revisit such a painful scene and give it some closure. Each gets to explain what was really going on in their heart, and, in a somewhat twisted way, finish that scene the way that Clana fans would've liked.

[Scotty]

Damn this fic puts the real season 4 to shame. :) I can't wait for the alt. scenes for run. Clark and Lana didn't have one scene together in that episode, maybe you can fix that ;)

[LoisNClark]

I really wish this was the real season 4 SV, it's sooo awesome!!! Ep. Devoted by you was all together awesome!!!!:D
Loved the last little part between lana and clark:lol:
Looking forward to the next ep you have for all of us!!!:D

[NYC300Z]

Fantastic way to wrap up Devoted! I didn't find the real Devoted very interesting, but this one was terrific!! I loved the ending with Clark and Lana walking off the field together! Can't wait for Run and all the neat changes it's going to have to give us some Clana!! :D:D:D

[linn]

YAY...........THAT WAS GREAT...I REALLY LIKED IT...........THE FUNNY PART WAS THE PART WHEN LANA TRICKED CLARK.........CAN'T WAIT FOT THE NEXT EPISODE!!!!!

[binkys711]

HOORAY! THOSE WERE AMAZING UPDATES! I LOVED THEM!!! jejeje....loved the parts of clana kissing in the parking lot and this ending!:D:D:D glad to see you snagged a lobby pc! great updates!!!PPMS!!!:D:D:D

[babyface14]

Wonderful ending

[Cardinal]

Back to the top! :)

[SVsleuth]

Thanks, Cardinal. It will probably be quite a while till I can get to Alt. RUN. I'm still trying to get to posting the rest of RUN on the CLANA Journals thread, hopefully tomorrow. But this one is not yet written, & I don't expect to have much time for it soon, with our plans to return home to have repairs done on our house, start homeschooling, etc. Don't hold your breath waiting for this one. Sorry. :\

[Cardinal]

Don't worry, I'm more persistent than the seven-year itch! :p

[NYC300Z]

:lol: Cardinal! I hope u do find some time for this story though.

[Cardinal]

Rotate, back to the top! :)

[LanasLover16]

PPMS!!!

[SpeedyKate91]

ppms!!

[lanaland]

I agree with everyone PPMS!!!

[linn]

So Do I....

[Cardinal]

Hopefully, Poseidon will leave the Gulf Coast alone and SV will be able to update on occasion, 'cause we miss her writing so much! :)

[SVsleuth]

Originally posted by Cardinal
Hopefully, Poseidon will leave the Gulf Coast alone and SV will be able to update on occasion, 'cause we miss her writing so much! :)
:lol: :lol:

Well, the tropics look quiet, so there IS hope. I've just been having such a great time catching up on everyone else's fics, & the super video clips, that I haven't made much progress on my writing. I DID watch some episodes the other day to try to take some notes for my fic, but got interrupted - you know, insurance adjusters, etc. to deal with.... Anyway, I HOPE I can get to it soon, but no promises yet.

(Sorry to disappoint anyone who thought this might be an update - thanks to all who are keeping my fics on page one.) :)

[Cardinal]

Gaaaaah!

Another non-update post. :\

Well, at least that means SV is back. :D

[NYC300Z]

PPMS!:D

[lanaland]

Back To the top

[MOOman0618]

Hope you can post more soon SVsleuth! You have a lot of catching up to do! :)

[SVsleuth]

YES, this IS a real update! :)

Alternate RUN: Part 1

Lana is in her apartment. She turns on an exercise DVD and is about to begin her routine when there is a knock on her door. Lana goes to the door and opens it.

Lana: (surprised) Clark! What are you doing here? I thought you were going to the Sharks game with your Dad.

Clark: (grinning) Well, aren’t you glad to see me? Can I come in?

Lana: Of course I am. I’m always happy to see you. I just wasn’t expecting you. Come on in.

Lana opens the door wider. Clark enters, and she closes the door.

Clark notices the DVD on and that Lana is wearing gym shorts and a short exercise top. Lana becomes aware of him looking her over from head to toe. She realizes how she is dressed and becomes uncomfortable.

Lana: Um - I was about to exercise, Clark. Let me go and change.

She turns and starts to walk toward her bedroom. Clark grabs her hand, stopping her.

Clark: Wait, Lana.

He turns her toward him and takes both her hands in his.

Clark: I think you look great.

Lana: That’s what worries me.

Clark: Worries? Don’t you trust me, Lana? I made you a promise and…

Lana: I know, Clark. And of course I trust you. But I can make things easier for you if I change.

Lana lets go of Clark’s hands and takes a few steps away from him.

Clark: (reluctantly letting her go) Okay. But can’t I give you just one little kiss first?

Lana smiles and nods, a mischievous grin spreading across her face. She then moves in quickly on Clark, pulling him close and kissing him passionately. Clark is taken aback, but gives in and eagerly responds. After a few moments, Clark regains his senses and breaks away.

Clark: Wow! Um, Lana, I thought…

Lana: I just wanted to prove a point, Clark. Things can heat up very quickly.

Clark: Right. Okay, go, then. But don’t take too long.

Lana turns to go and Clark sees the tattoo on her back. He hadn’t thought about it lately.

Clark: Lana?

She stops and looks back at him questioningly.

Clark: Lana, the tattoo. We haven’t given much attention to that whole thing lately.

He walks nearer and reaches out as if to touch it, but Lana grabs his hand, stopping him, then turns around again.

Lana: Let me change, Clark. Then we can talk about whatever you want, okay?

Clark: (nodding) Okay.

Lana leaves the room. Clark finds the remote and turns off the exercise DVD, then sits on the sofa to wait for Lana. Before long, Lana returns, now wearing jeans and a light green short-sleeved sweater. She takes a seat beside Clark on the sofa.

Lana: So, Clark, you never told me why you’re not at the game.

Clark: Oh, right. Well, my Dad’s wallet was stolen, and the tickets were in it.

Lana: Your Dad was robbed? Is he alright?

Clark: Yeah, Lana, he’s fine. Strange thing is, he was almost hit by a drunk driver, and this kid sped over there and pushed him out the way, saving his life. - AND, he stole his wallet.

Lana: That is strange.

Clark: But the really strange thing is that this kid - he was faster than me! I tried to get to my Dad, but he beat me to him.

Lana: Clark, how could anybody move faster than you?

Clark: I don’t know. Maybe he was affected by the meteor shower. Or maybe… maybe I’m not the only Kryptonian on this planet. I’ve got to find out. I’ve got to find him.

Lana: How can you do that, Clark?

Clark: Well, I stopped by the Torch and asked Chloe to try to track him down.

Lana: You told Chloe about the kid with super-speed?

Clark: No. No, of course not. I only told her I wanted to find the kid who stole my Dad’s wallet.

Lana: Right. I guess you’ve become an expert at selective truth-telling, haven’t you, Clark. It’s going to take me a while to get used to it. I’m not a very good liar myself.

Clark: I don’t really lie to people, Lana. I just refrain from telling them the whole truth. And you’re doing a very good job of it too - if you haven’t realized.

Lana: What do you mean?

Clark: How many people have you told about the tattoo and how you got it?

Lana: (pondering a moment). Exactly one - you.

Clark: And how many people have you told about my abilities and my origin?

Lana: None, Clark.

Clark: Exactly. You haven’t actually lied about it - just refrained from telling. You’ve kept my secret - and yours - and have done a fine job of it.

Clark leans over and gives Lana a kiss.

Clark: Thanks, Lana. Thanks for being here for me. (His eyes meet hers, holding her gaze.) I feel so free when I’m with you. I can really be myself without having to hide anything.

Lana’s eyes remain fixed on Clark’s.

Lana: I feel that way too. You’re the only one I can truly trust completely - with the tattoo, and Isobel and everything. Thanks, Clark.

Clark smiles and hugs her. Releasing her, Clark stands up as he continues to talk.

Clark: Lana, have you had a chance to find any more information about Countess Marguerite Isobel Theroux?

Lana: No. I really don’t know where else to look.

Clark: Well, somehow she’s connected to the Kryptonian symbols. Maybe we should start with the symbols - find out where else they’ve appeared on this planet. So far, we know of the caves, my barn, my ship, Lex’s artifact - the one I took from his plane when I was Kal-El - Isobel’s tomb, and….

Lana: …and my back. Why me, Clark? Why is a Kryptonian symbol branded onto my back? I wonder if anyone else has been branded.

Clark: Only one other person that I know of - me.

Lana: Oh, right. Jor-El’s family crest. Then why “us”, Clark?

Clark: Well, me becaue I have a Kryptonian destiny - a reason I was sent here - a mission of some sort. And you? I think it has something to do with your ancestry and your destiny. We did find that you are a descendant of Countess Marguerite Isobel Theroux. I wish we had more clues to work with. I guess sooner or later we’ll get a breakthrough. Meanwhile, I want to just enjoy our senior year together.

Clark walks back over to Lana, grabs her hands, and pulls her to her feet. He draws her into an embrace, then leans in in search of her lips. He finds them, kissing her several times, then lingering on the last kiss. Finally, he breaks the kiss reluctantly. He sighs.

Clark: Lana, you drive me wild. I’d better go. I’ve got to find out if Chloe found out anything about the kid who stole my Dad’s wallet. I still can’t believe he was faster than me. I wonder where he came from?

Lana: Well, go on. Go figure it out. Wouldn’t it be amazing if he turns out to be a Kryptonian, like you?

Clark: That would be so cool - but I shouldn’t get my hopes up. He’s probably just another meteor freak, right? Or an experimental clone, like Emily. She ran like me too, remember?

Lana: Could be. But you never know. So go on. Go find the kid. Just keep me posted, okay?

Clark: Sure thing, Lana. Bye.

He gives her another quick kiss, then speeds off before she knows it. Lana smiles and shakes her head. “I don’t think I’ll EVER really get used to that,” she says aloud.

-----

In Metropolis, Clark breaks into a hotel room occupied by the boy who stole Jonathan’s wallet. He confronts him about it, attempts to retrieve Jonathan’s wallet, and learns that the boy’s name is Bart Allen. Bart is surprised to learn that Clark has “seen” him when he was superspeeding. He wonders aloud about who Clark is.
Then Bart super speeds out of the room, and Clark super speeds after him. They speed down the street below and around the corner. They run through a park toward a lake. Bart is still ahead of Clark, but Clark reaches out to grab him. Before Clark reaches him, Bart jumps an enormous distance toward the lake and lands on top of the water, not sinking in. He runs across the lake at blinding speed. Clark watches him with awe.

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Clark super speeds into his house where Jonathan is setting the dining room table.

Clark: Dad, I found the kid who stole your wallet, but I lost him down at the docks. He just took off across the water.

Jonathan: Uh, son.

Jonathan looks in the direction of the kitchen and Clark looks in that direction too. He sees Bart sitting at the kitchen counter eating a meal.

Bart: Hey, Clark. [He takes a drink of milk.] What took you so long?

Clark raises his eyebrows.
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[SVsleuth]

Alternate RUN - PART 2

Clark and Bart enter the barn.

Bart: [Excited, rambling.] Dude, I didn't think anybody else could move like that except me! Because, hey, I'm the fastest man alive, right? [Clark doesn't answer.] Yeah.

Bart gives Clark a friendly slap on the back. Annoyed, Clark keeps walking through the barn and Bart follows.

Bart: You were right on my butt, man. You know, I've always wondered if there was anyone out there like me, and it turns out to be you, Jimmy Crack Corn fresh from the farm.

Clark: [Finally stopping at the bottom of the stairs.] What kind of story did you spin to con my dad out of a free meal and a bed on the couch?

Bart: No story, Clark, just the truth.

Clark: And what's that?

Bart: All right, well, a couple of years ago there was, like, this accident, right? There was this huge flash of light, and my body went into overdrive.

Clark: And this happened in Smallville.

Bart: No. Man, this is my first time here, and no offense, dude, but hopefully the last.

Clark is surprised. He walks up the stairs to the loft and Bart follows.

Clark: I've never met anyone with powers like yours that wasn't from around here.

Bart: Yeah, well, maybe you should get out more. So, how'd you get so fast? You in an accident too, or...

They stop on the landing.

Clark: I was kind of born this way. Why are you living on the streets, Bart? What happened to your parents?

Bart: Their son got zapped into a human lightning bolt. That's what happened. I mean, they made this whole big deal that everything was gonna be okay and that... [Pause. Clark looks at Bart with sympathy.] I don't know, man, you should've seen the way they looked at me, you know? I could tell that nothing was gonna be the same.

Clark: So you ran away?

Bart: I... [He goes up the rest of the stairs and looks around.] I just didn't fit in. But, man, I guess you don't have that problem.

Clark: [Coming up the stairs.] Oh, you'd be surprised. I ran away once, too.

Bart: Why'd you come back, man? Mow the lawn? Milk the cows? Dude, you should be out there with me tearing it up.

Clark: You mean stealing everything in sight.

Bart: It's not like I ever really hurt anybody. [He sits on the couch.] I mean I usually just swipe a little bling from the stiff upper crust whenever I need some cash. I'm what you'd call a have-not, Clark. I take from the haves.

Clark: Like my dad?

Bart: Look, man, don't even sweat it, okay? They don't charge you if your card's stolen.

Clark: Oh, and that makes it all right.

Bart: [He stands, becoming aggravated.] Look, man, my friends down in the Suicide Slums, they shortchanged me. So I had to boost your dad's card in order to get a room. I don't like spending the night out in the streets, okay? Stuff happens there. When I'm asleep, I'm just as slow as everybody else.

Clark looks concerned, wondering what Bart is alluding to.

Bart: [Defensive.] Don't you make the big cow eyes there, stretch, okay? I can always take care of myself.

Clark: [Sarcastic.] Yeah, you've done a great job so far.

Bart: [Laughing.] You know what, man? Enough about poor little street urchin, all right? Let's take a closer look at the mysterious Clark Kent.

Bart super speeds around the room and comes back to Clark holding several of Clark's things. He holds up a book.

Bart: You like to study Native American mythology. [He drops the book and holds up a notebook.] You've scrawled the name "Lana" on your notebooks, and you have one of the most boring hobbies known to man. Rock collecting.

Clark: I don't collect r--

Bart opens a small lead box revealing a chunk of kryptonite. The rock glows green and Clark is immediately weakened. He gasps and backs away, stumbling downward. Bart looks from Clark to the rock, confused.

Bart: Dude, are you okay?

Clark: [Crouching against a table.] Put that away. I'm allergic.

Bart closes the box and Clark's pain ceases.

Bart: Man, I've heard of people sneezing around cats and dogs and stuff, but never getting all weak in the knees over a rock.

Clark: [Standing up.] It's a long story.

Bart: Which is one I'm sure I would love to hear... [He rolls up his sleeves.] ...after we get back.

Clark: Get back from where?

Bart: Anywhere we want. I mean, dude, we are two super-powered studs here. Why else do you think I came to Smellyville looking for you, man? Let's go crank it up, go have some fun!

Clark begins to smile, tempted.

Bart: You ever seen Florida?

Bart super speeds out of the loft. Clark thinks about it for a moment, then shakes his head as if he can't believe what he is about to do. Then he super speeds out of the barn after Bart.
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Alternate RUN - Part 3

The Talon that night. The marquee says "Grand Re-Opening." Inside, the room is filled with customers buying coffee, talking, and having a good time. Clark and Bart enter and walk toward the bar.

Bart: Dude, that girl in the black bikini was totally checking you out.

Clark: [Embarrassed.] No, she wasn't.

Bart: Look, the girl was eyeing you like you were a sno-cone, dude. You should've got her number.

Clark: I can't just walk up to a girl on the beach and get her phone number. Besides, I’m not interested.

Bart: Not interested? What, are you blind, man? That girl was hot

Bart notices that Clark is no longer paying attention to him. He follows Clarks gaze and sees it fixed on Lana, as she descends the stairs from her apartment.

Bart: Oh. So that’s how it is, huh? Okay, so you’re not blind, just not in the market for a new chick, right? Well just in case... [Bart slaps a piece of paper against Clark's chest. Clark takes the paper.] She says to call her next time you're in Miami.

Clark: Sshh! [Looking around to see if anyone heard.] I can't just go run back down to Miami.

Bart: Why not?

Clark: Because it's--

Bart: It's what? Too much fun, Clark? Come on, dude, nobody's ever died from it.

There is a burst of air and suddenly Bart is standing on the other side of Clark holding a large cookie that he has already taken a bite of.

Clark: What are you doing?

Bart: I'm eating a cookie, dude, I'm starving.

Clark: [Taking the cookie away from Bart.] You can't just take whatever you want. My mom runs this place.

Bart: Look, man. [Gesturing to the line of people at the bar.] There's a line. I don't do lines.

Clark tosses the cookie onto the bar, then moves toward Lana. He hugs her and gives her a quick kiss.

Clark: Hey.

Lana: Hey, stranger. Where have you been? You promised to keep me posted on that kid you were looking for, but I haven’t heard from you. Any luck?

Clark nods toward Bart.

Clark: That’s him. He’s not easy to keep up with.

Lana: Even for you, Clark?

Clark: Even for me. I’d better keep close to him to keep him out of trouble.

Clark & Lana rejoin Bart.

Clark: Bart, this is Lana. Lana, Bart.

Lana: Nice to meet you, Bart.

Bart: (whispers to Clark) She’s hot, dude. No wonder you didn’t go for that girl on the beach.

Clark: Shhh!


Chloe enters the Talon and walks toward Clark, Lana, and Bart.

Chloe: What's up, Kent? I thought you'd still be in Metropolis playing detective.

Clark: [Directed at Bart.] I thought I'd leave that one up to the authorities.

Bart: [Retorting.] Never would've caught him, anyway.

Chloe glances at Bart.

Clark: Chloe, this is my friend Bart. He's from...

Bart: The future.

Chloe: [Skeptical but intrigued.] Really?

Bart: Yeah. [Turning on the charm.] I ran all the way back in time to tell you that we're still in love a hundred years from now.

Chloe laughs out loud, delighted.

Clark: [Shaking his head.] Bart...

Bart: [To Chloe.]What's your favorite kind of flower, Chloe?

Chloe: Uh, tulips.

Chloe grins at Clark. While her head is turned, Bart super speeds away and then back, holding an orange tulip. Chloe looks at Bart in astonishment.

Chloe: How did you do that?

Bart: Magic. [He gives her the flower.]

Chloe: Wow.

Bart: You want to see some more?

Chloe looks from the flower to Bart with wonder.
Martha comes out of the backroom with a tray full of food and sees Clark.

Martha: Clark.

Clark walks between Chloe and Bart on his way to Martha. He pats Bart on the shoulder in a friendly manner but looks at Bart sternly.

Clark: Knock it off.

Clark walks over to his mother, quickly stuffing the piece of paper with the phone number into his shirt pocket.

Martha: Your dad called. [Looking at Bart.] Is that the boy who robbed him?

Clark: Yeah. His name's Bart Allen.

Martha: Why is he here?

Clark: I think he's lonely, wants to be my friend.

Martha: Good. Maybe you can talk some sense into him.

Clark: I'm trying.

Martha: Oh, um, Lex is looking for you, sweetheart. He asked if you'd stop by the mansion. He said it's important.

Clark: Okay, but I probably shouldn't leave Bart alone.

Martha looks at Bart who is seated at a table with Chloe engaged in a lively conversation.

Martha: I really don't think he'll notice you're gone.

Martha walks away and Clark looks over at Bart and Chloe. He laughs disbelievingly.

Clark re-joins Lana.

Clark: Lana, I was hoping we could spend some more time together tonight, but my Mom just told me that Lex wants me to come see him at the mansion - and that it’s important. Lex and I are trying to re-start our friendship, so I don’t want to ignore him. Do you mind if I go?

Lana: Of course not, Clark. Go. Just be sure to come back here later, okay.

She kisses him on the cheek and whispers in his ear, “I love you. See you later.”

Clark: You’re the best, Lana. Hopefully I won’t be too long.

He gives her another hug, then leaves the Talon. Lana looks over at Chloe and Bart & grins as she climbs the stairs to her apartment.

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I may post more later, but I have to go now.

[MOOman0618]

YEA!! It has been far too long without an update! Thank goodness that you put Lana into 'Run'. It was crazy that they originally didn't have any interaction. I'll bet Lana won't be too happy if she finds that girl's number on Clark! Heehee. Hope you can post more soon.

[EEE]

Glad to see your posting these stories again. I've really enjoyed The Clana Journals and Alternate Clana Scenes.

[SpeedyKate91]

Great updates. glad you finally updated.
PPMS!!

[linn]

I missed the last three updates,,,,at least i get to catch up......it was great u finally updated.....Awesome chapter,PPMS!

[SVsleuth]

linn, you didn't miss anything. Iposted 3 chapters this morning. :)

And here's more...

Alternate RUN - Part 4

Clark and Lex stand side by side in Lex's study looking at an old page with foreign writing on it. It appears to be a drawing from a fairytale of a knight riding a white horse. Lex has it framed in a glass box on a steel pedestal in the center of the room. There is a light shining directly onto the page from above.

Lex: I purchased this from a private collector in St. Petersburg. Convincing him to part with it required quite a few glasses of vodka and a small fortune, but it was worth it.

Clark: [Forcing a smile.] It's very nice.

Clark is nervous, noticing that the writing is Kryptonian.

Lex: Take a closer look at the border design.

Clark steps closer to the pedestal.

Lex: Embedded glyphs similar to the Kawatche symbols found in the cave. And no one's spent more time down there than you.

Lex walks around Clark to stand on his other side. Clark is slightly shaken, but he covers it well.

Lex: Any idea what they mean?

Clark: No. But I thought you weren't interested in this stuff anymore.

Lex: Oh, I'm still interested, Clark, just not obsessed. Which is why I'm not keeping this from you. I'd like it if we could work on this mystery together.

Clark: I'd like that. [They smile at each other tensely for a moment. Clark turns back to the frame.] So what is it?

Lex: It's the last surviving page from a 14th century manuscript.

Lex walks away from the pedestal and sits down at his desk.

Lex: It depicts the Grand Prince Danskoy's victory over his mortal enemy Mamaya at the Battle of Kulacova. Legend has it that this was the only object adorning the walls of Rasputin's chamber while he studied at the Verkhoture Monastery.

Clark uses his X-ray vision to look through the page and sees a deeper layer that has what appears to be a map and more Kryptonian symbols.

Lex: He believed this page would reveal a path to unimaginable power. Rasputin would stare at it for days at a time, attempting to penetrate its secrets.

Clark: It's incredible.

Clark reaches for the frame.

Lex: Don't. [Clark stops.] I've had state of the art security installed to protect it. I'm keeping it at the mansion for a few days before it goes into the vault at LuthorCorp.

Clark looks from the page to Lex anxiously. Lex's watch starts to beep.

Lex: I'm sorry, Clark, I have an appointment. Why don't you swing by tomorrow and we'll, uh, roll up our sleeves?

Lex stands up and puts on his jacket.

Clark: [Smiling to hide his uneasiness.] Yeah.

Clark leaves the study. He walks down the hallway and with a burst of wind, Bart is suddenly standing right in front of him.

Bart: [Excited.] Dude, you know Lex Luthor?

Clark: What are you doing here?

Bart: Well, Chloe shot me down, but, you know, her loss. Man, this place is awesome! [Gesturing to a room down the hall.] I mean, have you seen all the cool stuff?

Clark: You were just in there?

Bart: Yeah, I just took a quick spin. Don't worry, man, he won't have a clue.

Clark: You gotta get out of here.

Lex walks into the hallway behind Clark.

Lex: Clark.

Clark turns around and we hear Bart super speed away behind him.

Lex: Who are you talking to?

Clark turns around and sees that Bart is gone. Shaken, he turns back to Lex who is still waiting for a response. Clark continues to look at Lex awkwardly, completely at a loss for words.

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Clark enters the Kent house, popping the door open loudly. Jonathan is in the living room.

Clark: Dad!

Jonathan: Hey, Clark. You're just in time, son. Your mom's working late again, so I thought maybe we'd have guys' night. You know, catch up on the highlights of the game we missed?

Clark: I saw something at Lex's, Dad. It was a page from an old manuscript and it had Kryptonian symbols on it.

Jonathan: Kryptonian symbols? Were you able to read them?
Clark: It had a message repeated over and over. "Look deeper." I used my X-ray vision, and I saw a map hidden underneath.

Jonathan: A map? A map to what?

Clark: I don't know, Dad, but I think it has something to do with Jor-El and what he sent me after when he was controlling me.

Jonathan: I want you to leave this alone, Clark.

Clark: No, Dad--

Jonathan: Son, you were just telling me how you want to have a normal senior year, right? Well, how does traipsing around the globe on Jor-El's crusade fit in with that?

Clark: It doesn't. But hanging out with Bart reminded me that I'm not normal, Dad. Maybe it's time I stopped running from who I really am.

Jonathan: [Putting his hands on Clark's shoulders.] What you really are is a 17-year-old boy. Now sit down.

Clark sits on the living room couch. Jonathan sits next to him.

Clark: Dad, it doesn't matter how old I am. Whatever Jor-El sent me to find, I have a feeling it's very powerful and dangerous. Especially if it falls into the wrong hands, and I'm the only one who can stop that from happening.

Jonathan: How? By stealing this manuscript from Lex?

Clark: No. He has no idea what he has. All I have to do is sneak back in there and get a better look at it.

Jonathan: Clark, it's a bad idea. He could see you.

Clark: I'll be in and out before he even knows I'm there.

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Clark is tearing a sheet of paper from his notebook in the loft. He starts to leave and Bart super speeds in.

Bart: Dude! Lex's place was sweet! I mean, that guy's got like 20 cars, man! There's no way you get that rich playing it straight. Man, I gotta step it up a notch, because that is definitely how I want to live.

Clark: Listen, Bart, there's something I've got to take care of, all right?

Clark tries to step around Bart, and Bart stands in his way.

Bart: Can I come?

Clark: No. Um, it's personal. But maybe we'll hang out when I get back.

Clark starts to leave again, and Bart follows him down the stairs.

Bart: Oh, dude, there's this midnight showing of "Speed" at the Mann's Chinese Theater. The best popcorn, and Keanu rules in that one. So do you want to go?

Clark: You know, it sounds great, but, uh, just don't mention it to my dad, okay?

Bart: Okay. [Pause.] Clark. [Clark turns around.] Man, it's been really cool hanging out with somebody like me, you know? So I got you something just to say thanks for everything.

Bart takes off his backpack and opens it, pulling out a package.

Bart: It's an MP3 player. That way you can download all your favorites tunes and listen to them wherever you go.

Clark takes the gift, smiling. Then a thought occurs to him.

Clark: Where'd you get this?

Bart: I got it for you, Clark. It doesn't matter where I got it.

Clark: Yes, it does, Bart. [Bart looks at Clark blankly.] You haven't been listening to anything I've said to you. You can't go around stealing whatever you want.

Bart: Why not?

Clark: Because there are laws.

Bart: For normal people. And, dude, why do you treat your abilities like a curse? They're not, man. They're a gift. I'm gonna use them.

Clark: I'm not saying you shouldn't. Just use them to help people, not hurt them.

Bart: Who am I hurting, the store that I swiped this from? Because they're insured.

Clark: [Raising his voice.] That doesn't make it right.

Bart: Whatever, dude. I'm not sticking around for another lecture.

Bart starts to walk away.

Clark: What are you gonna do, run away again? You're not gonna solve all your problems like that, Bart.

Bart: [Turning back to Clark.] Look, I'm not running away, Clark. I'm running towards something. I'm gonna have everything that I've ever dreamed of one way or another.

Clark: Bart--

Bart: [Angry.] Look, I thought you and I were the same, but I was wrong. You are nothing like me.

Bart super speeds out of the barn. Clark looks at the ground, discouraged.
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Lex's study. The room is empty. We hear the sound of rushing air as Clark super speeds into the room and stops in front of the pedestal. He leans over and looks at the page closely.

Suddenly, we hear another rush of air, and a blur of red energy ripples through the room, past the pedestal, and out the door. When the blur is gone, the glass box that was holding the manuscript is empty and white lights start flashing all over the room as a deafening alarm starts to shriek. Clark looks around, panicked.

Clark: [To himself.] Bart.

Lex enters with a security guard who has his gun pointed at Clark.

Guard: Don't move!

Lex: Clark?

Lex walks toward Clark and sees the empty pedestal.

Lex: What the hell are you doing here?

Clark's eyes shift nervously.

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Alt. RUN - Part 4 continued

Two security guards leave Lex's study, and Lex closes the door behind them. Clark is still standing next to the pedestal in the center of the room. The alarm and flashing lights have been shut off.

Lex: Would you like to explain what happened here?

Clark: I just came by to say hello. The next thing I know, all these alarms and lights were going off.

Lex: [Disbelieving.] It's a little late for a, uh, social call, Clark.

Clark: Yeah, I just-- I should've called, but I just figured you'd be up.

Lex: Are you sure you didn't see anyone else when you came in?

Clark: No, I-I didn't see anyone.

Lex: Then you don't know who did this.

Lex walks past Clark to his desk. Clark is silent for a moment.


Clark: No, I don't.

Lex: [Without looking at Clark.] I believe you. I know a real friend would never lie to me.

Lex turns back to Clark and looks him straight in the eye, as if waiting for Clark to say something more. Clark returns Lex's gaze for a moment, then looks away guiltily.

Clark: I better go and let you take care of this.

Clark starts to go.

Lex: I'll let you in on a secret. [Clark stops but doesn't turn around.] I'm not that worried.

Clark: [Turning to face Lex.] You said this manuscript page was worth a fortune.

Lex: It is. [Walking toward Clark.] And there aren't that many fences in Metropolis that can move such a high-end item. If I put the word out, I'm sure some fiscally challenged citizen will point me in the right direction.

Clark: You really think that'll work?

Lex: Don't worry, Clark. Our thief is gonna learn that there's nowhere on earth he can run from Lex Luthor.

Clark nods with a nervous smile.
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(a good bit of these updates are unchanged from the show, but the CLANA parts are new.)

[ajfinn]

Whoohooo! SV, Run was one of my favorite eps ever, and adding such YUMMY Clana to it made it twice as perfect!!! Nice job! :D

[SVsleuth]

There's more of RUN to come. Anyone ready for Part 5? It adds more CLANA... My DSL is back! Yeah!

[linn]

great job ppms!

[Cardinal]

Eric Cartman sez, "Hell yeah, I want some Clana!"

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[SVsleuth]

Alternate RUN - Part 5

At the Talon, Martha is seated at a table after hours working on the bookkeeping. She is on the phone with Jonathan.

Martha: I'd like that too, Jonathan, but I can't. [Pause.] Because I still have all this work to do. I'll be home as soon as I can. That's the best I can do. [Pause.] Okay, bye.

She hangs up the phone and puts it down on the table. She brings her hand to her forehead with an expression of exhaustion. Lana enters behind her.

Lana: You're working late.

Martha: Oh, God. It's like this never stops. I don't know how you managed all this and went to school too, Lana.

Lana: It wasn't easy. But I don't remember staying this late after closing every night.

Martha: Well, it's easier to do this here than at home.

Lana: Is everything all right, Mrs. Kent?

Lana sits down at the table.

Martha: Oh, Jonathan thinks the only reason I took this job is to help out with our finances. [Lana nods. Martha pauses, becoming emotional.] I love him so much. But after everything that's happened, all his health problems, the only time I'm not worried about losing him is when I'm here working.

Lana: But if you're here all the time, then, um, you don't see him anyway. Isn't that like you've lost him already?

Martha: [Smiling.] A summer in Paris has really given you some insight, Lana. [Lana smiles in return.] Thank you for reminding me.

Lana: Reminding you of what?

Martha: That it's easier to deal with your fears if you can share them with someone you love.

Lana: That’s true. I know it really helps me to be able to share things with Clark.

Martha: I’m so glad to see you two together. You’re really good for Clark, Lana. I’ve never seen him so happy. Thanks for being there for him, Lana.

Lana: You’re welcome, Mrs. Kent. But to me, it’s more like Clark is there for me. My fears disappear when I’m with him. I know it’s that way for you and Mr. Kent too. Go to him, Mrs. Kent. He wants to be there for you. I’m sure of it.

Martha nods, then gets up to leave.

Martha: Thanks, Lana.

Martha gives Lana a hug, then leaves the Talon. Lana locks up the door & turns to go toward the stairs. She hears a knock on the door, and a voice calling her name. She returns to the door & hears that it is Clark. She opens the door and Clark comes in.

Lana: Clark, what are you doing here so late? Your Mom just left, if you were looking for her. You just missed her.

Clark: No, Lana. I wasn’t looking for my Mom. I wanted to see you. Lana, I think I found a clue.

Lana: Clark, what are you talking about?

Clark: (excitedly) I saw something at Lex’s. It’s a very old manuscript page.

Lana: A manuscript page. Why are you all worked up over a manuscript page? Am I missing something?

Clark: Lana, the page has Kryptonian writing on it. All around the edges it said, “Look Deeper, Look Deeper.” So I used my x-ray vision to look deeper and there was a map hidden under the drawing.

Lana: A map to what, Clark?

Clark: I don’t know. I tried to go back for a closer look, but Bart followed me there & supersped in and took it.

Lana: Bart stole the manuscript?

Clark: Yeah. Lex says there aren’t many fences who can move such a high-end item, so he thinks he can recover it rather quickly. I hope he’s right. Because I really want to get another look at that map. It had those same common symbols on it, Lana - the one from your back, the one from Lex’s artifact from the plane, & the one Jor-El burned onto my chest. There was a river, with a fork in it, with several things marked in relation to the river. At least, that’s all I remember from the quick look I got of it.

Lana: Could it be a map to the location of more artifacts? You said there are spaces for two more stones in the table behind the cave wall.

Clark: You may be right, Lana. I need to take a closer look. But I just had to come and tell you about it. Maybe this can help us with the whole tattoo mystery and all.

Lana: I hope so. When I think about how I lost those twelve hours, and woke up naked in my apartment with the tattoo - it gives me the creeps, Clark. It really freaks me out. I get so scared sometimes, wondering what in the world is happening to me, and why the symbol from Isobel’s tomb is tattooed on my back.

Lana is visibly shaken just talking about it. Clark notices, and takes her into his arms.

Clark: Hey. Lana. Everything will be alright. We’ll figure this out, okay? Don’t worry.

He kisses her on the forehead and strokes her hair, then enfolds her in his strong arms. Lana buries her face in his chest. Clark continues to hold her, until he feels that she has begun to relax.

Clark: You okay now, Lana?

He pulls back enough to look into her eyes.

Lana: I think so. Thanks, Clark. You always have a way of calming my fears. When I share them with you, they seem to disappear.

Clark: (smiling at her) I’m glad.

He leans in to kiss her, gently. Her lips respond eagerly to his, intensifying the kiss. For a few minutes, time seems to stand still as Clark & Lana become lost in each other’s presence.

Clark: You sure you’re okay now? I can stay longer, if you like.

Lana: No, Clark. You’d better not. It’s already late. As much as I’d love for you to stay here with me, I doubt that’s a good idea. You’d better be going.

Clark: You’re probably right. I’ll see you tomorrow.

He gives her one more kiss.

Clark: Bye now.

Clark superspeeds out of the Talon. Lana smiles as she locks the door again & climbs the stairs to her apartment.

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Alt. RUN - PART 6

In Metropolis, Bart brings the manuscript to Hanison. Lex shows up, then Clark arrives to save the day.

Clark: [To Bart.]You still think what you do never hurts anyone?

Holding the manuscript, Clark walks over to Lex and turns him onto his back. He is bleeding from the side of his head. Clark checks Lex's neck for his pulse.

Clark: Lex. [No response.] Lex?

Bart: [Getting to his feet.] I am sorry, Clark.

Bart is holding a small box which he opens, revealing a kryptonite rock. Clark feels the effects and tries to stand up. He stumbles over to a tool chest and falls against it, sinking to the floor.

Bart: This doesn't change anything.

Bart kneels down next to Clark and takes the manuscript away from him.

Clark: No, you don't understand. It'll kill me.

Bart puts the box down next to Clark and backs away.

Clark: [Weakly.] You're not a murderer! That's not who you are!

Bart: You don't know who I am!

Clark: Yes, I do. Bart, I saw you save my dad. I've seen the good in you. Bart, you've got to stop running, or in the end you'll just be alone. You don't want that. I know you don't. I know because down deep, we're the same.

Clark gasps in pain as Bart turns around and walks slowly back to him, kneeling down.

Bart: I wish that was true, Clark.

Bart looks down at the box for a moment, then closes it. Clark lets out a relieved breath. Bart looks at Clark for another moment, then super speeds away.
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Clark waits on the ground next to the fence while Jonathan climbs down the ladder of the windmill on the Kent Farm.

Jonathan: You have no idea where Bart could be?

Clark: Lex was unconscious. I stayed with him until I heard the police sirens. Then I went after Bart. By then, he could've been halfway around the world.

Jonathan reaches the ground and he walks with Clark toward the house.

Jonathan: Well, I think it could be for the best, Clark.

Clark: But, Dad--

Jonathan: Now, look, I know how much you wanted to help him out, but you can't force people to change no matter how strong you are.

Clark: He's not a bad kid, Dad, he's just different. At least he's willing to accept that.

Jonathan: Clark, embracing your abilities and flaunting them are two entirely different things.

Clark: I know. It's just sometimes there's a part of me that wishes I could be more like him. [They stop walking.] I mean, I spend so much time trying to hide who I really am, I'm starting to feel like two separate people.

Jonathan: Clark, I think you'd be really surprised to find out how many normal people feel exactly the same way. Son, everybody has secrets. Yours are just-- just bigger than most.

Clark: Well, I better go check on Lex.

Jonathan: All right. You want to use the truck?

Clark: No, I, um, I kind of want to stretch my legs.

Jonathan nods understandingly and Clark super speeds away just as Martha pulls up. She gets out of the car as Jonathan walks toward her.

Jonathan: Hey. I thought you'd be at work all day.

Martha: Well, that's one of the benefits of being the boss. I promoted Linda to assistant manager so I could take a break and spend some time with a ruggedly handsome farmer.

Jonathan: Well, you're in luck. There just happens to be one sweating in your driveway right now.

Martha: [Flirtatious.] Maybe I should get the hose and a bucket of soap.

Jonathan smiles and walks closer to Martha, putting his hands on her face.

Jonathan: I've really missed you.

Martha: Me too.

They kiss and then embrace. Martha closes her eyes happily as she leans her face against Jonathan's chest.
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Alt. RUN - Part 7

Lex is seated at his desk in the study working at his laptop. Clark enters and Lex closes the laptop. Lex has a red bruise next to his left eye.
Lex: Clark. Good to see you keeping normal hours.

Clark: I just came by to see if you were all right. I heard you had some trouble in Metropolis.

Lex: News travels fast.

Clark: Curse of a small town. So what happened?

Lex: I decided to play cowboy and got my spurs handed to me. To be honest, I don't know why I'm not dead.

Clark: There must be someone watching over you.

Lex: [Smiling.] In more ways than one.

Lex looks toward the center of the room. Clark looks too and sees that the manuscript page has been returned to its pedestal. Clark walks over to it.

Clark: How'd you get this back?

Lex: I didn't. [Lex walks to the pedestal.] It was sitting on my desk when I returned from the hospital. Whoever took it must've had a change of heart.

Clark: I guess he did.

The tone in Clark's voice is proud, suggesting to Lex that Clark knows who took the page. Lex notices this, but doesn't comment on it.

Lex: Look, we'll have plenty of time to study this later. Right now I'm still nursing a bit of a headache.

Lex walks back to his desk.

Clark: I'm just glad you're feeling better.

Clark focuses his eyes on the manuscript and uses his X-ray vision to look through it, once again seeing the map and the hidden symbols. He smiles with relief and starts to leave.

Lex: Clark. [Clark turns to Lex.] I thought you'd like to know I had the manuscript page examined by a team of experts as soon as it turned up.

Lex opens his laptop and we see an image of the manuscript on the screen. Clark is on the other side of the desk and can't see the image.

Lex: Do you know what they discovered?

Clark stares at Lex nervously, waiting for an answer.

Lex: That I paid too much for it.

Clark shows a second relieved smile.

Lex: Thanks for checking in on me.

Clark nods and leaves the room. When he is gone, Lex hits a button on the laptop and the image of the manuscript page changes, revealing the map and symbols underneath. Lex smiles at the screen.
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Clark sits outside the farm on a bale of hay drawing the map from the manuscript in his notebook. We hear a burst of air and Bart is standing behind him, looking over his shoulder at the notebook.

Bart: Dude, your drawing sucks. Stick to the hero thing.

Bart drops his backpack on a bale of hay and walks around Clark to face him as Clark closes his notebook.

Clark: You mean like returning a priceless artifact to its owner?

Bart: Carrying all that money around would've just slowed me down anyway.

Clark: To a dead stop if I hadn't found you.

Bart: Yeah, how did you do that? What are you, fast, strong, and psychic?

Clark: [Smiling.] I wish. [Clark holds up the MP3 player Bart gave him.] I spent a whole night down in Suicide Slums trying to convince someone that I had a thousand of these to fence. A few guys pointed me in the direction of Hanison.

Bart: Well, look at you. Channeling your inner criminal.

Clark: So, um, what are you gonna do now?

Bart: I don't know. I mean, it's a big world. I figure I'd check it out, see if there's anyone else out there like us. Maybe start, like, a club or a league or something.

Bart puts on his backpack as Clark nods a little disappointedly.

Bart: You know, you could come with me.

Clark: Or you could stay.

Bart: You have a great life, Clark. But it's not mine. I have no reason to stay in Smallville.

Clark: [Hopeful.] You have me.

Bart: [He smiles, but refuses.] Thanks for being my friend.

Bart turns to go.

Clark: Are you sure there's nothing I can do to change your mind?

Bart: [Turning back to Clark.]Tell you what. If you can catch me... I'll think about it.

Without waiting for an answer, Bart super speeds away from the farm and onto the road. Clark super speeds after him, chasing him down a road lined with corn and catching up slowly. In slow motion, we see Clark gaining on Bart as the scenery blurs past. Bart looks back at him. Smiling, he turns around so that he's running backwards. Clark smiles in return.
Then Bart waves his hand goodbye, and gains even more speed. His body flashes red and he runs out of sight, too fast for even Clark to keep up. Clark comes to a stop in the middle of the road, amazed at Bart's speed. He looks in the direction that Bart went with a smile. Then he turns and superspeeds off to the Talon. He walks in at normal speed, and makes his way up to Lana’s apartment.

Lana opens the door in response to his knock.

Lana: Hey, Clark. Come on in.

Clark pulls out a notebook as he walks into the apartment. Lana pours two cups of coffee, and they sit at the kitchen table together.

Clark: Look at this, Lana. I’m not really an artist, but I tried to draw the map that I saw. Bart returned it to Lex and I got another look at it.

Lana: It does look like a river. And where it forks there is some sort of building, with a Kryptonian symbol on it. What do these other symbols say?

Clark points as he explains.

This BADLANDS (pointing at the top, right of the map) says BADLANDS. This PLAINS (pointing to the bottom, right of the map) says PLAINS. At the top left, it says TREE, TREE, and beneath that MOUNTAINS, MOUNTAINS. At the top, center, it reads RUINS, RUINS.

Lana: So what does it mean?

Clark: I’m not sure. I guess we’ll keep our eyes & ears open for more clues.

Lana: (disappointed) Sometimes it seems we just keep finding more questions, and no answers.

Clark: Don’t worry, Lana. The answers will come in time. We have to be patient.

Clark reaches out and takes her hand in his. He looks into Lana’s eyes.

Clark: I promise we will keep working on it until the answers come.

Lana nods. She gets up and places the empty coffee cups in the sink. Clark gets up and follows her. He comes up behind her and slips his arms around her from behind, leaning around to kiss her cheek tenderly. She turns to face him and kisses him, wrapping her arms around him.
Lana: I love you, Clark Kent.

Clark smiles.

Clark: And I love you, Lana Lang. Well, I’d better get going. I have some chores to do, and maybe I can squeeze in a little time to warm up my throwing arm too. Gotta stay sharp for the game Friday night.

They walk to the door, Clark’s arm around Lana.

Clark: Lana, I want to take you out on a real date. How’s dinner and a movie tonight sound?

Lana: Sounds great, Clark. Wow, a real date. I’d better start getting ready now. I’ve barely got enough time.

Clark grins as he pulls her in for another kiss.

Clark: You’ve got all day, Lana. I’ll pick you up at four, and we can drive to Metropolis. I’ll make the reservations.

Lana: (smiling) I can’t wait, Clark. See you at four.

Clark: Yeah.

Clark opens the door and walks out, then leans back in for one last kiss, before descending the stairs with a huge grin on his face. Martha notices him and thinks to herself, “Clark has never looked happier. I wonder what he is up to…”
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End of Alt. RUN

[Cardinal]

First date fever! This will be fun!

Apparently, the home-school kids got the day off as our official re-writer of the disaster that was Season 4 had time for a seven, that's right folks count 'em, seven part update!

She took Clana where it's never gone before. Namely "Run."


Originally posted by SVsleuth
Alt. RUN - Part 7

Lana: Sounds great, Clark. Wow, a real date. I’d better start getting ready now. I’ve barely got enough time.

Clark grins as he pulls her in for another kiss.

Clark: You’ve got all day, Lana.

Lana, at her girly-girl best! :lol:

[SVsleuth]

Originally posted by Cardinal
First date fever! This will be fun!

Apparently, the home-school kids got the day off as our official re-writer of the disaster that was Season 4 had time for a seven, that's right folks count 'em, seven part update!

She took Clana where it's never gone before. Namely "Run."

Well, much of it was already written out by hand. It's just that now I've got my own brand new laptop, for me alone to use, so typing is not a problem anymore. And I stayed up late last night working on it, then had to post with a dial-up connection this morning, since my DSL went out on Monday. Finally, DSL cam back tonight, so I just HAD to go ahead and post the rest.

Here's a sneak preview of the beginning of
Alternate Transference – Part 1

Lana dashes to her closet as soon as Clark closes the door to her apartment. “A real date in Metropolis. Wow!,” she thinks. “Clark is getting really romantic.” She gets to work right away selecting just the right dress, shoes, hair accessories, etc. for the big date. She spends all day preparing for their special date.

[Cardinal]

Originally posted by SVsleuth
Alternate RUN - Part 5

Lana: But to me, it’s more like Clark is there for me. My fears disappear when I’m with him. I know it’s that way for you and Mr. Kent too. Go to him, Mrs. Kent. He wants to be there for you. I’m sure of it.



This is just too sweet! The way Lana relies on Clark is wonderful.

The whole beginning of part 1 made me think, Lana is a party pooper. Clark can control himself. Maybe...sorta...*thinks of Lana in a sports bra and shorts*...d'oh!

*After dousing himself with ice water, Cardinal says...* I've changed my mind. Lana knows exactly what she's doing! :rolleyes:

[NYC300Z]

oh wow I missed so many updates!! So fantastic! It was such a great alternate ending! Adding all the Clana into it was pure genius!!

PPMS!!

[SVsleuth]

Thanks, NYC - but I posted all 7 parts in one day, so you never really missed anything. ;)

I have a question or two, before I continue to Transference: Do you all like me to include all of the parts of the episode that are unchanged, in detail, like I did for RUN, or do you prefer when I give quick summaries of the stuff that stays the same, & mostly just post the new parts?

Next question is, Do y'all mind if I just move on to Alt. Transference, without going to do the Clana Journals version of Transference first? I ask this because most of the Alt. Transference episode is already written, but I haven't looked at Clana Journals Transference yet. Also, the Friday night football game will take place during Alt. Jinx, and the real date the day after - Saturday - so I thought y'all might want to move on in the Alt. World for awhile, to get to the date. This would mean a lot of updates on the Alt. Clana thread, but none on Clana Journals for a while. Then, maybe after the date, I could go back and do the Clana Journals versions of those episodes. What do y'all think? Feedback, please. Thanks!

[HP_DRAGON]

I think you should post quick summaries of the stuff that stays the same, & mostly just post the new parts and I don't mind if you do Alt. Transference first I like the Alt. episodes better anyway but they are both great storys PPMS

[NYC300Z]

yes i like how u post quick summaries of the things that stay the same and focus more on the changed parts because well there all Clana!!:D

And yeah I don't mind you moving on in here for a while with out posting in the journals...so yeah go for it!

It feels like I missed so much though...been in Atlantic City...

[MOOman0618]

SO MUCH CLANA!! :) :) Wonderfully LONG update SV!! I really like how seamlessly you keep the important parts of the episode and put in some awesome Clana.

To reply to the questions. I guess it depends. Sometime the detail is nice to refresh our memory, but if I know the episode well then it isn't really necessary to recap in full detail. So I would just say use your discretion. I definitely wouldn't take out all the detail.

For the second question, I think I will be fine with just the alt. Clana. As long as you eventually go back to the regular journals sometime in the future.

[SVsleuth]

I have more ready, but am hesitant to post it, since I posted 7 parts yesterday. A lot of people haven't had a chance to catch up yet. So if anyone is ready for more already, let me know.

SV

[Cardinal]

Duh!!! :rolleyes:

I'm always ready for more Clana! :)

Bring it on. :cool:

[SVsleuth]

Alternate Transference – Part 1

NOTE: The new scenes will be in bold.

Lana dashes to her closet as soon as Clark closes the door to her apartment. “A real date in Metropolis. Wow!,” she thinks. “Clark is getting really romantic.” She gets to work right away selecting just the right dress, shoes, hair accessories, etc. for the big date. She spends all day preparing for their special date.
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Clark is in the Kent kitchen. He pulls out the telephone book and looks up a few numbers. He has a huge grin on his face. Jonathan walks in.

Jonathan: Hey, Clark. What’s going on? You win the lottery or something?

Clark: What?

Jonathan: Well you’re grinning from ear to ear. What’s up?

Clark: Oh, that. I’m taking Lana to Metropolis on a real date tonight. Dinner and a movie. I’m just about to call for reservations.

Jonathan: Oh, a real date, huh? Well have fun. Just don’t forget to finish your chores before you head off, Romeo.

Clark: Sure thing, Dad.

Clark makes his calls, then heads off to select his nicest clothes for the evening. He chooses his long sleeved blue dress shirt and khaki slacks, then selects a colorful tie to finish it off. “That should do,” he says to himself, as he lays out the clothes for later.

Clark speeds off to finish his chores, then heads out to the yard to throw a few footballs, to keep his arm sharp for the upcoming game.

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Clark is practicing football by himself outside the Kent farm. He is bent over holding the football against the ground. He stands across from a line of grazing cows that strangely resembles a line of football players crouched down and about to play.

Clark: 31! 42!

One of the cows moos at Clark.

Clark: Hut!

Clark picks up the ball and turns away from the line of cows, running toward the fence in the other direction. He fakes to the left, then turns around to face the cows again, clutching the ball in his right hand and chucking it across the field. The ball slams into a hanging wooden bucket of water, and the bucket explodes into pieces, splashing the water everywhere. The cow moos again, more loudly. Clark throws his arms up.
Clark: And the Crows take the state championship! Ha ha ha!

Jason and Jonathan walk up behind Clark smiling. Jason applauds.

Jason: I knew you were talented. I didn't know you could see the future.

Clark turns around, his smile fading.

Clark: [Embarrassed.] I was just practicing.

Jason: That's good. It's good to visualize game-winning plays, especially when the coach from Metropolis University is coming to the game on Friday night to check out the new star quarterback.

Clark: [Excited.] Are you kidding me?

Jason: I don't kid about football.

Clark: That's great. I'm--

A high-pitched screeching suddenly fills Clark's ears and he grabs his head in pain. Jason and Jonathan don't hear anything.

Jason: You okay?

Clark walks away grunting and holding his ears.

Jonathan: [Worried.] Coach, I'll take care of him. Thanks for stopping by. That's great news.

Jason watches with confusion as Jonathan catches up to Clark.

Jonathan: Clark!

Jason leaves.

Jonathan: Clark. What's the matter, son?

Clark: I hear a ringing.

Jonathan: Can you tell me where it's coming from?

Clark: [Still in pain.] I have to go.

Clark super speeds away.

Jonathan: Clark!
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Inside the Kansas State Penitentiary, Lex is seated at a table in the visiting area. Nearby, Lionel who is wearing an orange jumpsuit is escorted down the stairs by a guard. The guard then leaves Lionel's side, and Lionel clears his throat as he walks slowly to the table pulling out the seat across from Lex. Lionel is moving very slowly and weakly. His face is pale.
Lex: [Flat, uncaring.] You don't look well, Dad. Forget to take your vitamins?

Lionel: [Softly.] I know how deeply angry you are, Lex. [He sits down.] You let them put me in this godforsaken place because of that anger. But it's too late to change anything now.

Lex: So I've heard. A month left before your liver gives up on you for good. [Lionel shakes his head unhappily.] What, you didn't think I'd trek all the way out here without having a chat with your doctor?

Lionel: I wanted to see you, Lex, to say goodbye. Face to face.
Lex smiles coldly and lowers his eyes

Lionel: I have done many things in my life that I have come to regret. But there is one thing I'll never forgive myself...

Lex looks Lionel in the eye.

Lionel: I never... said... I love you.

Lex's face is without emotion. Lionel has tears in his eyes as he holds his hand across the table, offering it to Lex.

Outside the penitentiary, Clark super speeds onto the grounds and into the building.
Inside, Lionel is still holding out his hand. Lex looks at it doubtfully.

Lionel: Please.

Lex's mouth twitches and his eyelids flicker as his resolve begins to weaken. Clark enters the visiting area, still hearing the screeching noise. He looks around and notices Lionel and Lex seated across the table from each other, Lionel with his hand held out. Lionel's other hand is resting under the table in his lap, and Clark focuses on the hand, using his X-ray vision to look through it. He sees that Lionel is holding a small stone with a symbol engraved in it, the same symbol that was burned onto Lana's back.

At this point, Lex finally gives in and lifts his arm up to take his father's hand.

Clark: Lex, no!

Clark runs to Lex and tips the table over before Lex can take Lionel's hand. Lex falls to the floor. Clark then grabs Lionel by the shirt and pulls him out of his seat, holding him tightly by the lapels. We see the stone in Lionel's hand and the symbol gives off a golden glow as he touches the back of Clark's hand with the stone.
Shimmering energy swirls around Clark and Lionel as they remain in that position, unable to move. Then a white energy flies up from Clark's body as a green energy flies up from Lionel's body. The energies switch places and the green enters Clark as the white enters Lionel. For a split second, both of their faces change. Clark's face ages and Lionel's face becomes younger. But just as quickly, their faces go back to normal and they are blown apart. The swirling energy disappears.
Both Lionel and Clark look around, confused. Lex is still kneeling next to the fallen table. He is just as confused as Clark and Lionel.

Lex: Clark?
Lionel turns around to face Lex, responding to Clark's name.

Lionel: [Panicked.] Wha--

He looks at the stone in his hand, then at Clark, realizing that the stone caused a body switch. He is Clark in Lionel's body, and Lionel is in Clark's body. Two guards grab Lionel and start to pull him away.

Lionel: Wha--

A small awestruck smile begins to form on Clark's face as he realizes that the body switch worked. The men continue to drag Lionel away.

Lionel: [Terrified.] What are you doing? What are you doing? Wait--

Lionel sees himself in a mirror and is shocked at the face looking back at him. He struggles even more.

Lionel: Let me go. Let go of me! Lex! Lex!

Guard: Come on!

Lionel: Let go of me!

Lionel is pulled away. Two more guards are holding Clark by the arms as Lex finally gets to his feet and walks toward him.

Lex: [Angry.] What the hell are you doing here?

Clark pauses, coming up with a story.

Clark: Your father, he... he wanted to see me.

Lex: Did he ask you to tackle me to the floor while you're at it?

Clark: [Lying as fast as he can.] He had something sharp, Lex... A knife.

Lex: [To the guards.] Let him go.

The guards let go of Clark and step away. Clark looks at the guards as if surprised that they actually let go of him. He leans toward Lex, becoming excited.

Clark: Let's get out of here, Lex. [Lex looks at him strangely.] Now.
Lex walks past Clark toward the door, and Clark follows. On the way, he sees his young reflection in the mirror and slows down long enough to stare at himself in fascination.
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I'm going to try putting the new scenes in bold & the unchanged scenes in regular type. Then, those who need the refresher can read them, and those who don't can skim or skip them. Let me know if this is working for y'all. - SV

[Cardinal]

This may be the one ep where I don't want to see any Clana. Unless it's after the re-transference.

Lionel in Clark's body might try to score with Lana. Who knows if she'd be able to resist since, in this storyline, she and Clark are together. What kind of damage might Lionel cause to the Clana relationship?

I'm getting sick just thinking about this.

[SVsleuth]

Don't worry, the end will fix it all.....

- SV
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NOTE: I edited Alt. RUN - Part 7 to complete Clark's description of the map. It now reads:

"This (pointing at the top, right of the map) says BADLANDS. This (pointing to the bottom, right of the map) says PLAINS. At the top left, it says TREE, and beneath that MOUNTAINS. At the top, center, it reads RUINS. "

- SV

[MOOman0618]

Awesome first installment of Transference! I am both curious and scared to find out what Lionel will do with Lana. But as long as you say you fix it in the end then I will be ok! :)

[SVsleuth]

Sorry, to those who can't keep up, but I am having SO MUCH FUN getting to do this again. So, for the avid readers, here's MORE!
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Alt. Transference - Part 2

Clark and Lex arrive outside Clark's house in Lex's car. Lex parks the car near the barn.

Lex: Clark, you don't seem like your usual self. You barely said a word the entire ride home.

Clark: [Flat.] Sorry. Being in that prison... I guess it upset me.

Lex: Yeah, well, it isn't exactly the happiest place on earth.

Clark: No, it isn't, Lex. Do you ever feel guilty? Sending your father to prison, I mean.

Lex: Why would I? The man murdered his parents. I did society a favor.

Clark: [Toying with Lex.] And that blood relationship, it doesn't mean anything to you?

Lex: Clark, since when did you become president of my father's fan club?

Clark: You're right. Of course.

Clark gets out of the car with a faint smile, and leans over next to the window to look at Lex.

Clark: He's only your father. Why should you feel anything?

Lex looks back at Clark, visibly jarred. Then Clark walks away from the car and Lex backs out of the driveway. Jonathan is nearby kneeling next to the tractor which he is fixing.

Jonathan: Hey, Clark.

Clark: [Awkwardly.] Dad.

Jonathan: Yeah, come on over here, son. I'm glad you're back. Your mother and I were really getting worried about you. Are you feeling all right?

Clark: I feel fine.

Jonathan: Well, that's a relief. [He stands up.] You know, it's never a good sign when people around here start hearing strange noises. Look, since you're here, why don't you give me a hand? Lift it on up. [He motions to the tractor.]

Clark: [Confused.] Lift? Lift what?

Jonathan: The tractor. It's been giving me trouble all week. I need to check out the rear end. Come on, lift it up.

Clark looks at the tractor strangely, then smiles at Jonathan, shaking his head.

Clark: How would I do that?

Jonathan: You're very funny, Clark, but I don't have all day. Lift up the tractor, please. Come on.

Clark remains still, looking at the tractor with growing interest.

Jonathan: Let's go!

Jonathan walks to the side of the tractor as Clark walks to the front end. Clark takes the end of the tractor in his hands and slowly lifts it into the air. His jaw drops with wonder as he pulls the front of the tractor off the ground easily.

Jonathan: [Growing impatient.] That's really nice, but I'm not 5 foot 4. Lift it up over your head. I need to get under the back.

Clark nods and adjusts his grip, lifting the entire tractor into the air above his head. His expression is one of pure shock.

Jonathan: All right, that ought to do it.
Jonathan steps underneath the tractor to look at it as Clark begins to understand.

Clark: [To himself.] Of course, yeah. It all makes sense now.

Jonathan: What's that?

Clark: Oh... It's just... Boy, is it dirty under here.

Jonathan: Are you sure you're all right?

Clark: [With an odd grin.] I've never felt better in my life.
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[b]4:00 p.m. Lana is all dressed up and waiting for Clark to arrive. She is so nervous and excited about their date….

4:15 p.m. “Come on, Clark. Where are you?” Lana paces in her apartment, as she waits for Clark…

4:30 p.m. “A half an hour late? Clark has been so punctual lately. I hope nothing is wrong…”

5:00 p.m. Lana is beginning to get worried. “I wonder if something happened,” she thinks. She picks up the phone and dials Clark’s number. No one answers. Lana sits down, worried, not knowing what to do. “He could at least call if he was going to be so late,” she thinks.

5:30 p.m. Lana calls the Kent farm again. Jonathan answers.

Lana: Mr. Kent, it’s Lana. Is Clark there?

Jonathan: Um, I think so, Lana. I guess he’s in the loft getting ready for your date. He was really excited earlier.

Lana: Okay, good. He was supposed to pick me up at four. I was beginning to worry when he hadn’t shown up yet.

Jonathan: I’ll tell him you’re waiting, Lana.

Lana: Thanks, Mr, Kent.

Jonathan hangs up the phone, with a puzzled look on his face..

The next several parts have virtually no change from the episode, but I'm going to post them for those who need a refresher on the episode - plus some of it is SOO funny! - Will post it after a buffer comes...

[jshaft]

I'm really enjoying these frequent updates. Please continue.

[SVsleuth]

Alt. Transference - PART 3

At the Penetentiary, at dusk. Inside his prison cell, Lionel [who is actually Clark] is looking at the cell wall which is covered with pictures of Kryptonian symbols. He is holding the black rock used in the body switch and comparing it to the pictures on the wall, looking for a symbol that matches. He finds a picture of the same symbol taken in the Kawatche caves.

The cell door opens behind him, and another prisoner enters the room. His name is EDGAR. He is a small man wearing glasses and carrying a small stack of books. He mutters to himself as he enters the room, then stops when he sees Lionel staring at him blankly.

Edgar: Oh. You must be Lex.

Lionel: Lex? No, I'm not Lex. I'm Clark Kent.

Edgar: Oh. Houston, we have a problem. That stone was meant for Lex. Oh...

Edgar walks over to the bunk bed nervously and puts the books down on the top bunk. Lionel looks at the stone he is holding, then back to Edgar.

Lionel: Where did Lionel get this?

Edgar: Um... Uh... I-I-I don't know.

Lionel: Please. You have to tell me.

Edgar looks in the direction of the cell door, then tries to move inconspicuously to the wall covered with pictures. Lionel looks around to see if anyone is watching as Edgar lifts one of the pictures revealing a hidden hole in the wall. He pulls out a small statue.

Edgar: It came from this Mayan rain god statue. One of his teams found it in an underwater ruin off the coast of Honduras.

Edgar shows the statue to Lionel.

Lionel: How did he know to search there?

Edgar: Oh, he's scouring the globe. Yeah. [Putting the statue back in the wall.] These ancient symbols, they've, uh, shown up in Egypt, Central America, even a, uh, sacred Indian cave right here in Kansas.

Lionel turns away from Edgar, becoming more uneasy.

Lionel: These symbols, they look like they mean something.

Edgar: Well, you'd better believe it. [He chuckles.] The, uh, the mark on your stone right there, that, uh, that means "water." That's the element of, you know, transformation... you know.

Lionel: How do you know that?

Edgar: Oh, you know, I've always kind of had a thing for pattern recognition. You know, codes and ciphers, that sort of thing. [Pointing to two other pictures.] Uh, that one means "fire," and the one up there, that's "air." Take the three and put them together... [He holds his fingers in the shape of a triangle.] Mayan legend says it leads you to a trove of knowledge beyond your wildest dreams.

Lionel gains a look of understanding. Edgar doesn't notice.

Edgar: I didn't believe any of this myself until 58 minutes and 14 seconds ago when a myth about body jumping suddenly became, uh... real.

Edgar taps Lionel on the chest and giggles excitedly.

Edgar: Well, here you are. It's hard to argue with it now. Stranger things have happened.

Lionel: What did you do to end up in here?

Edgar: If you ask the D.A., I embezzled 14 million dollars from the Princeton University pension fund.

Lionel: Did you do it?

Edgar: I'm a mathematician, you know. I'm looking for patterns in the Dead Sea scrolls. No, money doesn't really mean a lot to me. [He walks to the bunk bed.] You know what happened? I was framed.

Lionel: [Disbelieving.] And you just happened to end up in this prison in Lionel Luthor's cell?

Edgar: Yeah. Yeah, that was pretty lucky, huh? [Walking back and forth between the wall and the bed.] All I have to do is get my hands on a couple of these symbols and, um, he set me up with his lawyers. They're still trying to get me out of here. I just hope he lasts long enough.

Lionel's attention is piqued.

Lionel: What do you mean?

Edgar: He's dying. Yeah, that's-- Yeah, he's dying.

Edgar turns his attention to the pictures on the wall. Lionel turns to the mirror and looks at himself as Edgar continues to mutter.

Edgar: Mathematically speaking, it's, uh, it's happening.

Lionel: [Touching the mirror.] If he's dying, then... that means... I'm gonna die.

He stares at his reflection in fear.

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Clark is in the loft as he talks on the phone. Night. He isn't wearing a shirt as he looks through a chest of clothes. He throws several plaid shirts out of the way before noticing the more formal clothes which Clark had laid out earlier.

Clark: Oui, mademoiselle. Parlez-vous anglais?

The woman on the phone responds in English with a French accent.

Woman: How may I help you sir?

Clark: This...

He carries the shirt over to the mirror and notices his reflection, surprised at the muscularity of his body.

Clark: This is Lionel Luthor. [He turns from side to side, admiring his physique.] Account number 434690. I'd like to liquidate my account, my entire account and purchase... [He smiles.] ...bearer bonds.

Woman: Mother's maiden name, Mr. Luthor.

Clark picks up a football that is sitting nearby and holds it above his head, flexing his biceps as he continues to look in the mirror.

Clark: Meehan.

Woman: And what is your... [Pause.] Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Luthor. There seems to be a problem with your voice verification.

Clark crushes the football in his hand easily.

Clark: What?

Martha enters the loft on the ground floor and calls out.

Martha: Clark!

Clark hangs up the phone and turns around as Martha comes up the stairs.

Clark: [Fondly.] Martha.

Martha: I know you're practically a grown man, Clark, but please call me "Mom" no matter how old you are.

Clark: Sure. Sure.

On the second "sure", Clark changes his inflection slightly to sound more like Clark and less like Lionel.

Martha: Dinner's ready, but the way you're dressed... Are you going out? Your Dad said Lana called for you…

Clark: [Putting on his shirt.] Um... No, no. I just wanted a change. I'm bored with plaid.

Martha: [She laughs.] Well, I'll see you inside.

Martha turns to go and Clark super speeds ahead of her, coming to a stop as he nearly knocks over a lamp. He has a surprised expression on his face showing that he used the super speed by accident.

Martha: Clark, what are you doing?

Clark: [Turning to Martha.] Well, I... I just...

He can't think of anything to say, and Martha looks at him strangely.

Clark: I just wanted to tell you how beautiful you look today... Mom.

Martha: [Staring.] Something is not right. I can see it in your eyes. Is it because of that ringing you heard?

Clark: I don't know. [Clark thinks about it, then puts out his arms and takes on an exaggeratedly vulnerable voice.] I need a hug.

Martha: [Smiling.] Oh.

Clark hugs Martha and she rubs her hand up and down his back soothingly. Clark closes his eyes and smells Martha's hair lustfully. When he opens his eyes, they are red and he shoots several bolts of heat vision through the window of the loft, starting a fire in the field below.

Martha: [Gasping.] Clark!

Martha turns to the window and looks at the fire. The cows moo excitedly.

Martha: What's gotten into you?

Clark: [Even more confused.] I-I don't know.

Martha: Well, jump down there and put it out.

Clark: [Walking to the window.] Put it out? How?

Martha: [As if answering a silly question.] With your hands.

Martha leaves the loft and Clark stares down at the fire he started with fascination.

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Later the same night. Clark comes inside after putting out the fire. His shirt is slightly dirty from the smoke. Martha is in the kitchen preparing dinner.

Clark: Hey, Mom.

He chuckles and picks up a washcloth to wipe off his hands.

Martha: Hey! Hey, go up stairs and clean up.

Martha takes the cloth away from him. Jonathan enters with Jason.

Jonathan: Hey, Clark. Look who came to check up on you.

Jason: Hey.

Clark smiles at Jason politely, not recognizing him. Jonathan walks away to let them talk, and pats Clark on the back as he passes by. Unsure of how to respond, Clark pats Jonathan on the back in return. Jonathan looks at Clark strangely, then continues into the kitchen, leaving Clark and Jason alone in the living room.

Jason: How you feeling? It's good to see you up and around.

Clark: I feel fine.

Jason: You sure? 'Cause you're looking at me like you have absolutely no idea who I am.

Clark: No, I know you are. You're my... coach.

Clark pokes Jason in the chest, pointing to the word Coach on Jason's Smallville High jacket. Clark leaves the living room and starts to walk up the stairs. Jason follows him into the entryway.

Jason: All right. Well, I guess I'll see you at practice tomorrow.

Clark: [Turning around.] You know, uh, I'm not gonna be able to make it.

Clark starts to go up the stairs again.

Jason: It's pretty important... [Clark stops and turns around, becoming impatient.] ...considering you could clinch a scholarship on Friday.

Clark comes down the stairs and escorts Jason toward the door.

Clark: Coach, I just, um, I need to rethink my priorities. I have no interest in football whatsoever.

Clark tries to push Jason out the door, but stops when Jason keeps talking.

Jason: Whoa, Clark, hey. You realize that every player on that roster would kill to be in your position? I mean, you get a free ride to a college of your choice. You just want to quit the team?

Clark: Precisely.

Clark closes the door in Jason's face. Jason stands there confused for a moment, then leaves.

Clark re-enters the kitchen.

Jonathan: Clark, Lana called. She said you’re kind of late picking her up. Didn’t you say you had reservations in Metropolis?

Clark: Um… no, um… I changed my mind. Lana doesn’t interest me any more.

He heads out the door as Jonathan and Martha look at each other in disbelief.

[Schfifty-five]

wonder how Lana will like the "new clark"

[linn]

mee to

[SVsleuth]

Alt. Transference - Part 4

Lionel walks down the stairs into the commons area of the prison. He steps out of the way of an extremely tall and muscular prisoner and meets Edgar who is also walking down the stairs. The area is full of prisoners who are talking, playing cards, and lifting weights.

Lionel: Edgar. I've got to make a call. How do I do that?

Edgar: Well, once a week, you get a turn unless you know how to work the system, which of course I do.

Lionel: Edgar.

Edgar: Hmm?

Lionel: Please. I need you to help me.

Edgar: What's in it for me?

Lionel: I can get you out of here.

Edgar: Come on, if the real Lionel Luthor can't do it, what are you going to do? I mean, you have no money. You have no power.

Lionel: [Speaking quietly.] I have a lot more power than you think.

Another prisoner enters the commons area. He is a large man with long dark hair, a goatee, and tattoos on both arms. His orange jumpsuit is pulled down to his waist and he is wearing a white tank top. He has one blue eye and one brown eye.

Man: [Loudly.] Time to play "Who Wants to Beat a Billionaire?"

A rumble of excitement is heard among the other prisoners. Edgar looks at Lionel with fear, then runs away as the large prisoner walks toward Lionel. Several other intimidating prisoners form a circle around Lionel as the large man walks toward him.

Man: You got my five large?

Lionel: What?

Lionel looks around for a guard and sees that the only one present is leaving on the elevator.

Lionel: What are you talking about?

Man: That senile act isn't gonna work, Trump. Payment's past due.

Lionel: Things have changed. I don't have any money. You have to--

The man swings a punch at Lionel's face. Lionel ducks, dodging it, and then swings at the man's face. The man grabs Lionel's fist and squeezes it tightly, pushing him to the ground. Lionel grimaces with pain.

Man: Don't play me, Trump. I'm doing three life terms for murder. What's one more?

The man punches Lionel in the face, sending him to the floor. He kicks Lionel in the back for good measure and several of the other prisoners shout with excitement.

Man: You got till tomorrow.

The man smiles and walks away as the circle of prisoners begins to disband. Lionel remains on the floor, bleeding slightly from the side of his head.

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Lana is still waiting for Clark. 6:30, 7:00, 7:30, 8:00. She finally dials his cell phone, and he answers.

Clark: Hello.

Lana: Clark? Clark, where the hell are you? I’ve been waiting for you all evening.

Clark: What? Who is this?

Lana: Who is this? Clark, what is wrong with you? It’s me, Lana. What happened to the real date you were planning? Where have you been?

Clark: I changed my mind, Lana. I really don’t want to go out anymore. I’ve got more important things on my mind. Goodbye.

He hangs up the phone and smiles smugly.

Tears begin to flow down Lana’s face as she goes into her room and changes into night clothes. “I can’t believe Clark would do this. Something’s very wrong. Maybe he’s on Red K…”
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[LanasLover16]

Awww! so sad! PPMS!!!!!

[Cardinal]

At least Lionel didn't try to give her a "tongue-lashing."

[SVsleuth]

Alt. Transference - Part 5

Outside shot of Smallville High School. Clark is seated at the computer in the Torch office. He enters a username name and password to log on to the LuthorCorp intranet. The password is denied. Clark angrily pounds on the corner of the desk and a chunk of the wood breaks off.

Clark: Lex changed the password.

Chloe enters the office and turns on the light surprised to see Clark.

Chloe: [Noticing Clark's dress shirt.] What, is flannel too five minutes ago?

Chloe comes toward Clark and puts down her bag. She notices the broken corner of the desk.

Chloe: Whoa. Who pulled a Paul Bunyon on the desk?

Clark: It was that way when I got here.

Chloe: Weird.

Clark: You know, Chloe, I'm concerned about your well-being.

Chloe: Oh, yeah? Why's that?

Chloe goes over to the other desk. Clark twirls around in his chair to look at her.

Clark: If Lionel Luthor managed somehow to get out of prison, what do you suppose he'd do? About you, I mean.

Chloe: Why? Has the Lionel Luthor alert suddenly been elevated to orange? [Clark looks at her mysteriously.] Do you know something I don't?

Clark kicks off against the desk and wheels his chair over to Chloe.

Clark: No. But it always pays to be cautious.

Chloe: Well, I'm not exactly shaking in my sneakers. I mean, he won't be eligible for parole until he's, like, 112 so...

Clark: [Standing up.] You never know. He could get out sooner than you think.

Clark starts walking toward Chloe flirtatiously, and she backs away laughing.

Chloe: Yeah, well, I think maybe our quarterback has been sacked one too many times.

Clark: Maybe.

Chloe goes back to the broken desk looking at a file with her back to Clark. Clark walks toward her slowly.

Clark: I do feel as though I'm looking through a different pair of eyes. I certainly see you in a whole new light.

Chloe: [Turning to face him.] What exactly is that supposed to mean?

Clark: [Standing very close to Chloe.] I have to confess that I... I find you absolutely fascinating. It's that twinkle in your eye... [He looks at her lips, touching her chin gently with his finger.] ...your wonderfully sexy smile... and your skin is...

Clark leans in as if to kiss her, and Chloe pulls her head back.

Chloe: Clark, what are you doing?

Clark: [A seductive whisper.] What I've wanted to do for a very... very long time.

Clark leans in again, closing his eyes. Chloe turns her face up and closes her eyes, ready to accept the kiss. They stand with their lips almost touching for a moment, and then Clark takes a breath and pulls away. Chloe opens her eyes to see what happened. Clark looks at her coldly.

Clark: Don't you wish. [Making his exit.] Miss Sullivan.

There are tears of shock and disbelief in Chloe's eyes as she watches Clark leave.

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Next day, in the hallway two cheerleaders come out of the locker room and walk down the hall. Clark walks between them in the opposite direction.

Clark: [Charming.] Ladies.

The cheerleaders smile at him and keep walking. Clark's super hearing suddenly comes into focus, and he hears Jason talking to Lana.

Jason: What’s up with Clark, Lana? He just suddenly quit the football team last night.

Lana: He did what? That doesn’t make any sense. He was so excited about the game Friday. He told me he was going home to practice throwing passes. But something strange must be going on, because Clark had a big date planned last night, and he stood me up.(Her eyes tear up.) It’s not like him at all.

Jason: Who in their right mind would stand you up, Lana? I’d never do that. (Moving nearer to her and looking into her eyes.) I’m sorry he hurt you again, Lana. I want you to know I’m still here for you, if you will give me a chance.

Jason tries to take Lana into his arms.

Clark walks into the office, and Lana quickly pulls out of Jason's arms.

Clark: Oh, please, don't stop on my account.

Lana: [Defensive.] Clark, it's--

Jason: Lana.

Clark: Oh, you don't have to explain yourself to me... Lana. You're young, vital. You have... needs. [To Jason, taunting.] Right, coach?

Clark leaves the office with a smug grin, shutting the door behind him. Jason looks at Lana who puts her hand over her mouth with worry.

Lana: Something’s very wrong. I’ve gotta go.

Lana leaves and heads off to the Kent farm.
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Lana arrives at the Kent farm. She finds Jonathan and Martha in the kitchen.

Lana: Mr. & Mrs. Kent. Can I talk to you?

Martha: Sure, Lana. What is it?

Lana: It’s about Clark. He’s acting very strange since yesterday. He quit the football team. He stood me up for our date. He acted very rude at school. I’m worried about him. Could he be on Red K? He’s just not acting like himself at all.

Jonathan: Clark told you about Red K?

Lana: Yeah. He’s told me a lot of things now. Mr. Kent, Clark is acting like a totally different person. But what’s strange is… well, I’ve seen him on Red K before, and he acted nothing like this.

Jonathan: You’re right, Lana. Clark has been acting very strange lately. He’s not himself.

Martha: But what can we do, Jonathan?

Jonathan: I don’t know. Hopefully whatever it is will wear off. Meanwhile, Lana, keep us posted an any other strange things Clark does.

Lana: Okay. Thanks Mr. & Mrs. Kent. I’ll keep in touch. I’ll try to talk to him later and see if I can figure anything out.

Lana leaves.
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Kansas State Penitentiary. Inside, Clark is admitted into the visitor's area where Lionel is seated at one of the tables. We can see a hint of the cut on Lionel's head from the night before, and he has a black eye. Clark spreads his arms, presenting himself to Lionel.

Clark: What do you think? I wanted to thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule, Mr. Luthor. [He leans down, resting his hands on the back of the chair across the table from Lionel.] I understand how time-consuming making license plates can be.

Clark notices that Lionel has one hand on top of the table and the other in his lap beneath the table. He uses his X-ray vision and sees that Lionel is holding the stone.

Clark: You're not gonna touch me with that rock in your hand. You won't get near me, not with my... speed.

Lionel: You're never gonna get away with this.

Clark: Oh, but I am. [He sits down.] With my mind and your body, the sky's the limit, Clark.

Lionel: [Folding his arms defensively.] I don't know what you're talking about.

Clark: You know, it's becoming clear to me why you're so secretive. You understand that true power... [He holds a hand to his chest.] ...is better left concealed.

Lionel: [More desperate.] No matter how hard you try, you'll never be me. My parents, my friends, they'll see right through you.

Clark: I'm not so sure. They haven't so far, have they? I need you to do something for me. [Clark pulls out a piece of paper and a small tape recorder.] Say the name "Meehan" and these numbers. [He holds the tape recorder toward Lionel.]

Lionel: Why?

Clark: Because if you don't, your good friend Lex will very shortly be dead. An unfortunate accident.

Lionel: [Shaking his head in horror.] But he's your son. Your only child.

Clark: And I'm his only father, but that didn't stop him from putting me in prison and robbing me of everything I had. Now speak the words into this recorder, or you will be directly responsible for your friend's death.

Clark turns on the recorder as Lionel stares at him with tears in his eyes.
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Clark is in the loft talking on his cell phone. He is holding the tape recorder near the phone as he talks to a woman.

Woman: Your account number, please.

Clark turns on the recorder.

Lionel's voice: 434690.

Woman: May I please have your mother's maiden name?

Lionel's voice: Meehan.

Woman: Voice verification complete. Account balance is two dollars and fifty-nine cents.

Clark: No. No, no, there was 57 million U.S. dollars in that account.

Woman: A withdrawal for that amount was made two months ago.

Clark: The day I was convicted.

Woman: Sir?

Clark crushes the phone in his hand furiously.

Clark: Lex. Of course.

Lana enters behind him.

Lana: Clark?

Clark turns to look at Lana, then turns away again, exasperated.

Clark: [To himself, about Lana.] This one.

Lana: Clark, we need to talk. About last night…

Clark: You'll get over it.

Lana is struck by Clark's coldness.

Clark throws the remains of the phone onto the table and walks away from Lana, still upset about the phone call and not really paying attention to Lana.

Lana: Clark, what is going on? You suddenly quit the football team, you stand me up for our date, and you act so rude at school today… What’s gotten into you?

Clark: [Flat.] Nothing. I hope you will be happy with Jason.

Lana: What are you talking about, Clark? I am not interested in Jason.

Clark: Well…

Clark walks to Lana, suddenly seductive.

Clark: Any man would travel around the world to... pluck your succulent fruit.

Lana: [Angry & a bit frightened] Don't talk to me like that. Are you on Red K or something? Because you are acting like a totally different person.

Lana walks toward the door as Clark chuckles.

Clark: Well, maybe I am different, Lana. Let me show you.

Clark grabs Lana roughly by the shoulders and kisses her forcefully on the lips. She jerks away from him and slaps him across the face.

Lana: Who the hell are you?! I don’t even know you anymore!

Lana storms out of the loft with tears streaming down her face, leaving Clark with a satisfied smile on his face.

Clark: Clark Kent. Of course.

He touches his face where Lana slapped him.
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[NYC300Z]

yes incredibly sad...I wonder what else is going to change..hmm

PPMS!!


ahh u updted after I posted that...oh man how is Clark going to get out of this one...

PPMS!!

[SVsleuth]

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(I know, this is painful... I'm TRYING to get to the Happy Clana part. More in a moment...)

Alt. Transference - PART 5 continued

Lana runs over to the Kent’s kitchen, tears streaming down her face. Martha turns around as she hears Lana enter.

Martha: Lana, what’s the matter?

Lana: Something’s very wrong with Clark, Mrs. Kent. He… he…he’s so crass, crude, obnoxious… He was so rough with me… What’s happening to him? I don’t even know him anymore.

Martha puts her arms comfortingly around Lana.

Martha: I’m worried too, Lana. But, you know, a lot of strange things happen when Clark is involved. And somehow, everything works out in the end. You’ve got to believe in the Clark that you know and love, Lana. Hold on to that. There’s got to be an explanation for such a drastic change in him.

Just then the phone rings. Martha lets the machine answer.

Voice of Lionel: Martha, I need you to come and see me at the prison. It is urgent. It concerns the safety of your son. Please, Martha. You are his only hope.

Martha and Lana exchange a puzzled look. Martha goes to get her purse and car keys.

Lana: Mrs. Kent, you’re not going to go see him, are you? You can’t trust him, Mrs. Kent.

Martha: I know, Lana. But if it has something to do with Clark… I have to try.

Lana nods.

Martha: Will you be alright, Lana?

Lana: Yeah. (nodding) I’ll go back to my apartment. Let me know if you find out anything about Clark.

Martha: I will, Lana. Don’t worry. Clark loves you. I know he does. And he would never do anything to hurt you. You’ve got to hold onto that. Okay?

Lana: Okay.
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[NYC300Z]

ohh another update! Yes please get to the happy Clana!!:D

[SVsleuth]

Alt. Transference - Part 6

Martha enters the visiting area of the prison.

Guard: Step in, please. Five minutes.

Martha nods at the guard, then walks past him to the table where Lionel is seated. She walks toward him slowly with a cold and skeptical expression on her face. Lionel looks at her with growing hope as she sits down across from him.

Lionel: I'm glad you came.

Martha: I'm only here because you told me it involved the safety of my son.

Lionel: I know this is hard to believe, but I swear, it's the truth. [Pause.] It's me, Mom. It's Clark.

Martha: [Disgusted.] You're sick, Lionel. You need help.

Martha gets up to leave.

Lionel: Mom, you have to believe me.

Martha: I'm leaving!

Lionel: Mom, Mom, no! [Martha stops with her back to Lionel. He speaks in a rush of words.] Mom, remember when I was six and I was playing tag with Dad, and all of a sudden I started running faster than I'd ever run before, and I was in the middle of Palmer woods completely lost. [Martha turns to him, shocked.] And you and Dad had to call Sheriff Ethan, and when you saw me, you started crying. And I thought something was wrong with me, and you said no, there wasn't. [Martha's eyes widen with emotion.] And then you held me in your arms and you told me I was just special. I'm your special boy, you said.

Martha: [At the same time as Lionel.] Special boy. [Martha rushes to the seat across from Lionel.] Oh, Clark! How?

Lionel: The ringing I heard, it came from a stone. It was in Lionel's hand and it had a Kryptonian symbol on it, and it was glowing.

Martha: Oh, my God.

Lionel: And I thought it was gonna hurt Lex, so I got in between them, and the next thing I know, I was... Lionel. I was in Lionel's body.

Martha: And he knows about your powers. [She gets up to leave.]

Lionel: [Taking her hand.] No. Mom, be careful. Lionel could be anywhere.

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Clark strides in through the double doors of Lex's study where Lex is seated at the desk. Clark is dressed in black slacks and a black dress shirt.

Clark: Crunching numbers? Or spinning day dreams?

Clark walks over to the bar and picks up decanter of liquor, taking off the lid and smelling it with pleasure.

Lex: I don't remember you being a scotch drinker.

Clark: [Pouring a glass.] It's very difficult to resist a 29-year-old Highland. [Lex smiles.] You know, I had a feeling you'd pillage your father's collection of single malts.

Lex: Now, how do you know it's from my dad?

Clark: Isn't it all your dad's? This castle, LuthorCorp, the cars, the jets, everything. The very cufflinks in your sleeves.

Lex: Clark, I know you well enough to realize this isn't you talking.

Clark: You're absolutely right, I'm not myself. [Clark downs the scotch in one gulp.] I'm under stress. Lex, I need to get my hands on 57 million dollars.

Lex: That's an interesting dollar amount.

Clark: It's not your money. You stole it. Now I want it back.

Lex looks at Clark for a moment. Then he gets up quickly from his chair and opens a small box next to the desk. He pulls a handgun out of the box and points it at Clark. Clark super speeds to Lex and grabs him by the throat, cutting off his air. Lex gags and drops the gun, grabbing onto Clark's arms as Clark walks him around the desk.

Clark: [Calmly.] Now, get on the phone, tell the bank to wire the money, or I'll snap your larynx like a twig. [He slams Lex's face down onto the desk.] All right?

Lex: [Choked.] Go ahead. Kill me.

Clark: All I wanted was the best for you. And you destroyed me.

Lex: Dad?

Clark suddenly becomes weak and falls to the ground. When he falls, we see that Martha is standing behind him holding a piece of kryptonite. Lex chokes and also falls to the floor. Martha kneels next to him.

Martha: Lex.

We hear a rush of air, and when Martha turns around, Clark is gone. She looks around the room, panicked.
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Jonathan enters the Kent kitchen from outside as the phone rings. He answers it.

Jonathan: Hello?

Martha: I've been trying to reach you! Where have you been?

Jonathan: Hi, sweetheart. I was at the mechanic's. The tractor, I'm afraid it's shot.

Martha: [Interrupting.] Jonathan, Jonathan, listen to me. You've got to go to the closet and get a meteor rock.

Jonathan: What are you talking about, Martha?

Martha: Lionel is in Clark's body!

Clark is suddenly in the room with Jonathan. He takes the phone out of Jonathan's hand and grabs Jonathan by the shirt.

Clark: I thought I was invulnerable now. But I was wrong.

Martha: Jonathan!

Clark: [Threatening.] Tell me what weakens me. What is it?

Jonathan: I have no idea what you're talking about.

With one hand, Clark throws Jonathan across the kitchen. He slams into the glass doors of the cupboard above the fridge and falls to the ground in a pile of broken glass. Clark walks slowly to him and grabs him by the neck, lifting him into the air.

Clark: Tell me what it is, Jonathan.

The phone rings, and Jonathan looks at it.

Clark: No, no, Martha can't help you now. Tell me what it is.

The answering machine picks up.

Martha's voice: Hi, you've reached the Kents. Leave a message.

Edgar's voice: Hey, uh, does this thing work? Hello. I'm calling for someone named Clark. [Clark drops Jonathan to the floor and turns to the phone.] Uh, Houston, we have a problem. I've done some more reading and, uh, it's not good. So I hope you're getting this because you should come see me A.S.A.P.

Clark super speeds out of the house.

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[b]Martha dials Lana’s number. She gets her voice mail, so leaves a message:

Martha: Lana, this is Mrs. Kent. I found out what’s happening with Clark. Come see me, and I’ll try to explain. In the meantime, stay away from him, Lana, for your own safety.

[NYC300Z]

ohh interesting new development...PPMS!!:D

[SVsleuth]

Thanks for the buffers NYC. Nothing much new in Part 7, keep buffering... :)

Alt. Transference - Part 7

Clark enters the visitor area at the prison where Edgar is seated at a table. Clark sits down across from him.

Edgar: Is that really you in there, Lionel?

Clark: No, it's the Easter bunny. What did you find? What did the rest of the code say?

Edgar: It turns out, the, uh, transference is eventually going to come to an end. You will revert back to your original bodies eventually.

Clark: When?

Edgar: I suppose it could happen at any time. Yeah, I thought you'd want to know that.

Clark: There must be some way to make it permanent.

Edgar: Well, no, none that I see, uh... save murder. I mean, theoretically speaking, if you were to, you know, kill the other you, then there would be no you for you to revert back to. So, you know, I suppose you could be Clark Kent for the rest of your life. His life. Your life. Well, really the difference is nil at that point, isn't it?

Clark: The artifact. Where is it?

Edgar: Oh, yeah. The guards took it from me. Yeah, they thought it was a weapon. [He laughs.]
-----

Lionel is walking through the commons area. He passes several prisoners lifting weights. A large hand lands on his back, and he turns around finding himself face to face with the prisoner who beat him up the other day.

Man: Time's up, Trump. You got something for me?

Lionel: I'm-- Yeah, I'm still working on it. Just give me a few more days.

Man: Do you think this is some kind of game? There's no overtime here. [He pulls out a sharpened knife handle.] But there is sudden death.

Lionel turns around and tries to run away, but two other prisoners block his path. He turns around again and runs up the stairs, but two more men get in his way. Several of the men in the commons area laugh menacingly. Lionel runs down the stairs and to his right is another man blocking his escape. The large man runs toward Lionel's left, holding his arm in a flexed position, ready to stab Lionel. But Lionel steps out of the way, grabs the man's arm, and slams it down on the railing. He slams it a second time, and the man drops the blade. All of the prisoners start to shout.
The man pulls his hand out of Lionel's grasp and punches Lionel in the stomach. Then he punches Lionel in the face, sending Lionel spinning around and falling down on the stairs.

Prisoner: Get him!

The large man holds out his hand, and another prisoner gives him back the blade. He comes at Lionel with it, attempting to stab him in the throat, but Lionel grabs the man's arms holding him back. Lionel strains against the man's strength, and when he can't hold him back any longer, he twists his arms and elbows the man in the face and kicks him in the chest. The man falls backwards into the railing. Lionel stands up and punches the man across the face, then slams his face against the railing. A guard's voice is heard over the loudspeaker.

Guard: This is a lockdown. I repeat. This is a lockdown. Return to your cells immediately.

Lionel slams the man's head against the lower rung of the railing, and the man falls to the floor unconscious. Lionel looks shocked at his own violence. All of the prisoners become wild, shouting at the guard and refusing to leave.

Prisoners: [Chanting.] No! No! No! No! No!

Guards run into the commons area holding nightsticks. One of the prisoners holds out his arm as a guard runs by, and his arm hits the guard in the chest, knocking him to the ground. Another prisoner tackles a guard to the floor.

Edgar and Clark are still seated at the table in the visitors area. A red light begins to flash as an alarm sounds.

Edgar: Oh. That's never good. Listen, your lawyers, um, they haven't been call-- [Clark gets up and walks away.] So, uh, should I call you?
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Back in the commons area, on the upper level, a large prisoner with blood running down his face from his nose is carrying a guard over his shoulders. He walks to the railing and throws the guard over it to the first floor far below. The whole commons area is in chaos. The area is filled with prisoners fighting each other and the guards. The floor is covered with toilet paper which is being thrown everywhere. A guard comes up behind the prisoner who just threw the other guard over the railing and knocks him on the head with a nightstick. The prisoner falls down unconscious.
Below him on the ground floor, two prisoners pound on the cage surrounding the area, then begin to fight each other, rolling over reach other on the ground next to an unconscious guard. Another guard falls down nearby and gets back to his feet, swinging his nightstick at a prisoner. The prisoner pushes him back to the ground, only to be whacked by another guard. Another prisoner comes up and attacks that guard, but the guard beats him to the ground.

Amid the violence, Lionel walks through the commons area looking around. Along the periphery of the room, Lionel sees a small glimpse of Clark's eyes as he walks behind a group of prisoners. Lionel fixes his gaze in that direction and soon sees Clark clearly, walking outside the cage of the commons area and keeping his eyes coldly fixed on Lionel.

Clark super speeds to the middle of the room where he is standing only several feet away from Lionel.

Lionel: What happened to concealing your powers?

Lionel walks toward Clark and Clark grabs him by the throat, lifting him into the air.

Clark: Sorry. Only one Clark allowed.

Lionel: What are you gonna do, go to high school and stack hay for the rest of your life?

Clark: A farm boy? I don't think so. I have big plans for this Clark Kent.

Lionel straighten his right arm and holds his hand out. The black stone falls down from his armpit, and he catches it in his hand. It glows as he slowly brings it up to Clark's hand at his neck and touches Clark with it. The room darkens and again the energy rises from their bodies. White energy from Lionel and green energy from Clark. They trade places in the air and fall back into the correct bodies with a burst that sends them sliding across the floor in opposite directions.

Lionel, now in his own body, looks down at his hand with shock as a group of guards enters wearing gas masks and shields and carrying nightsticks. Clark looks down at his hand, relieved.

The guards throw several smoke bombs into the room, filling the area with tear gas. We see the black stone resting on the floor, but someone walks by, and it is suddenly gone. Clark gets to his feet as the guards run into the room and start to overpower the prisoners. Still on the floor, Lionel looks up into the smoke filled room, his eyes watering from the gas, and sees a silhouette of Clark standing before him. Lionel squints to get a clearer look, but Clark super speeds away. Lionel remains on the floor, breathless.
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[b]Late that night, Lana notices that she has a phone message. She plays the messgae from Martha, over and over again. “It’s too late to go see her now,” Lana thinks. "I guess it will have to wait until after school tomorrow."
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Clark, now dressed in his traditional flannel, helps Martha and Jonathan clean up the mess Lionel made of the Kent kitchen. Jonathan is measuring the cupboard above the fridge to put in new doors as Clark sweeps broken glass into a dustpan.

Clark: What else did Lionel do?

Jonathan: Well, for starters, you quit the football team.

Clark: I better call Coach Teague. [He grabs the phone.]

Martha: He's not the only one. Lana and Chloe came by to see you, and they both looked pretty upset.

Clark: [Putting the phone down.] Before I do any of that, I gotta get that artifact.

Jonathan: Clark, I don't want you going anywhere near that prison, son.

Clark: If I don't find it, Lionel could.

Martha: You can't risk having the same thing happen to you all over again.

Clark: Look, this isn't the first time I heard the ringing sound. When I was Kal-El, I heard the same sound, and it led me to an artifact with a Kryptonian symbol on it in Lex's jet.

Jonathan: Where's the artifact now, Clark?

Clark: I put it in a chamber in the cave wall. There's a slot for two more. Lionel's artifact matches one of them. I don't know where the other one is.

Martha: Why didn't you tell us about this earlier?

Clark: With everything we've been through with Jor-El, I just wanted to close that chapter in my life. I guess it doesn't matter what I want. Look, these artifacts, I think they're somehow meant for me.

Jonathan: And I think Lionel Luthor would disagree with that, don't you?

Martha: And now that he knows about your powers, he's more dangerous than ever.

Clark: Not for long.

Jonathan: Clark, what are you talking about?

Clark: Lionel Luthor is dying, Dad.

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Inside the penitentiary, Lionel is in the infirmary sitting on an examination table with his shirt off. The doctor is behind him looking at a clipboard of lab results.

Doctor: [Shocked.] It couldn't be.

Lionel: Doctor, please. Just tell me.

Doctor: [Walking around to face Lionel.] Mr. Luthor, your liver is entirely disease free.

Lionel looks at the doctor, surprised. Then he laughs with disbelief.

Lionel: How can that be possible?

Doctor: I have no idea. It's the closest thing to a miracle I've ever seen. Have you been taking any unregulated meds, supplements?

Lionel: No. Not that I know of. You must understand, I have no recollection of the past few days, Doctor. I just know that something here, something... inside of me has changed. Profoundly. [There are tears in Lionel's eyes.] I'm not the same man.

[NYC300Z]

OK BUFFER!:D

[SVsleuth]

Alt. Transference - Part 8 (Here's the CLANA!)

Smallville High the next day. Chloe walks through the hallway. When Clark speaks to her, she keeps walking, and he follows.

Clark: Chloe. Listen, I'm not really sure what I did to you.

Chloe: Another convenient case of amnesia, huh?

Clark: No, but whatever it is, I'm really sorry.

Chloe: [Facing him.] Clark, you know what? It's a really valiant effort, but you've used up your lifetime allotment of apologies. Look, I'm only saying this to you because I care about you, but I think you should go and look for help. [Clark doesn't understand.] Some psychological help.

Clark: Chloe, I totally appreciate your looking out for me, but I really don't think I need to talk to anyone.

Chloe: Well, then how are you gonna explain all of this? Clark Kent, crackhead?
She walks away. He follows.

Clark: Chloe, I don't do drugs. Look, it wasn't me.

Chloe: Yeah, but, see, Clark, it was you. Now, a lot of people in this town have pulled a Jeckyll and Hyde, but deep down, they're still the same person.

Lana walks up behind Clark. Chloe sees her.

Chloe: Lana. He's all yours. [Chloe leaves.]

Lana: Did you get rid of it Clark?

Clark: [Confused.] What?

Lana: Don't play games with me, Clark.

Clark: Seriously, Lana, I have no idea what you're talking about.

Lana takes Clark by the arm and leads him over to the side of the hallway, away from the other students.

Lana: What did you do with the Red K?

Clark: Red K? Oh, Lana, you thought… It wasn’t Red K, Lana. It wasn’t even me.

The bell rings.

Clark: Lana, I can explain everything, but it’s complicated. Please, meet me after school. I swear, Lana, it wasn’t me. Whatever he did to you… if he hurt you…

Lana: (cautiously) Okay, Clark, I’ll give you a chance to explain. But I don’t see how things can ever be the way they were between us.

Clark is visibly shaken by her words.

Clark: Lana….

Lana: I’ve got to get to class.

Lana walks away, leaving Clark stunned and unhappy.

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After school, Clark searches for Lana. He sees her kneeling at her locker and quickly makes his way to her.

Clark: Lana, we need to talk.

Without looking up from her locker, she just nods.

Clark: Look at me, Lana. (softly, pleading) Please.

Lana turns cautiously toward him and looks up.

Clark: Lana, it’s me. I have so much to explain to you. Will you come with me, Lana? We can talk anywhere you choose: my loft, your apartment, the caves… you name the place.

Lana: (remembering Martha’s warning) I’ll meet you at the farm. We can talk outside.

Clark: Please come right away, Lana. I can’t stand to have you mad at me for things I never did.

Lana: I’ll drive straight there.

Clark: Why don’t you just ride with me?

Lana: No thanks. I’ll meet you there.

Clark: (disappointed) Okay, I guess that will have to do. See you at the farm.

Clark walks off slowly, with a heavy heart.

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Clark is outside at the farm when Lana drives up. He walks quickly toward her as she exits the vehicle.

Clark: Hi. Thanks for coming.

They walk toward the fence. Lana climbs up and sits on the rail, while Clark stays standing leaning against the fence.

Lana: Okay, what’s your story.

Clark: (sincerely) Lana, I am so sorry for whatever happened these last few days. Okay, I’ll start at the beginning. After asking you out on a “real date” I went home, made the reservations, & laid out the clothes I planned to wear for our date. Then I hurriedly did my chores and went out to practice football. Coach Teague arrived with my Dad, and said some scouts would be at the game Friday night to watch me play. As I began to respond to this great news, I suddenly heard a loud ringing in my ears. I had only heard it like that once before - when I was Kal-El, and I was sent to retrieve the stone from Lex’s jet.

Lana’s interest is piqued when Clark mentions the stones. She begins to listen more attentively.

Clark: (continuing) Something seemed to be calling out to me, that I could not ignore. I sped off and found myself inside the Kansas State Penitentiary. Lex was there, visiting Lionel. Using my X-Ray vision, I saw that Lionel had something in his hand, a stone, with a Kryptonian symbol on it. Lana, it was the same symbol as your tattoo.

Lana: What? The symbol on my back?

Clark: Yes, Lana. I tried to keep Lionel away from Lex, but in the confusion, Lionel touched me with the stone, and something happened. I know this sounds impossible, Lana, but it’s the truth: I found myself in Lionel’s body - and he was in mine.

Lana: What? How, Clark?

Clark: The symbol on the stone stands for the element “water” - which is the element of transference. Somehow, the stone with the symbol had the power to transfer us into each other’s bodies.

Lana: This is really weird, Clark - right up there with my experience at Isobel’s tomb & the missing twelve hours - and your being sucked away into the cave wall for three months. So,… it really wasn’t you who… it was Lionel Luthor?

Clark: Yes, Lana. It was Lionel. Lana - (Clark lifts her chin so as to look into her eyes. He speaks softly, tenderly.) Lana, did he hurt you? What did he do?

Lana looks into Clark’s eyes. She sees the Clark she has come to know and love.

Lana: Oh, Clark, hold me.

She throws her arms around his neck and clings to him tightly as she falls from the fence into his arms. Clark enfolds her in his strong arms, holding her close.

Clark: It’s okay now, Lana. I’m back. It’s me. I’m here for you.

Lana buries her face in his chest as the tears begin to flow.

Lana: Oh, Clark. I thought I’d lost you forever. You were.. I mean he was SO different from the Clark Kent I’ve come to love. I couldn’t understand why you never showed up for our date. And when I called, you said - he said he didn’t want to go out with me anymore & just hung up. I was crushed, Clark. I couldn’t believe you would act that way toward me. Then I figured that you must be on Red K - it was the only thing that made any sense at all to me. Except, you were very different from the Red K Clark I had met previously - not at all “hot” or adventurous like Kal. I didn’t know what to think - or do.

Clark: (angry) I’m gonna kill him.

Lana: No, Clark. Let’s forget about him. Lets focus on us. Come with me.

Lana takes Clark by the hand and leads him into the barn and up the stairs to the loft.

Clark: What are we doing here, Lana?

Still holding his hand, she sits on the sofa and pulls him down beside her.

Lana: I just wanted to be alone with you, Clark, where no one can watch us.

Clark: Where no one can watch us do what?

Lana: This.

Lana kisses Clark tenderly on the lips, once, twice, three times. She wraps her arms around his neck, and draws him closer, kissing him eagerly, as if for the first time. Clark pulls her close and returns the kisses gladly. His heart is pounding in his chest as he feels her moist lips upon his. Lana feels as if she is melting into Clark as they continue to kiss.

Clark: Oh, Lana. I’ve missed you so much. I love you with all my heart.

Lana: I’m so happy to have you back, Clark. I love you so much.

Clark: Lana, I still intend to keep that date with you. When do you want to go?

Lana: How about Saturday night, Clark. That way, we’ll have plenty of time for the drive to Metropolis.

Clark: Saturday night it is, then. I’ll be there, Lana. You know there is no place else I’d ever rather be than with you.

Lana smiles and cuddles close to Clark on the sofa, resting her head contentedly upon his chest. Clark kisses her on the forehead and relaxes contentedly, with Lana resting upon his heart.

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[NYC300Z]

Gladly!:D

[SVsleuth]

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Lex's mansion. Day. In his study, Lex opens a bottle of scotch and starts to pour a glass as Clark comes into the room.

Clark: Lex!

Lex picks up a gun and points it at Clark.

Lex: Stay where you are!

Clark: [Holding still.] Lex, it's me, Clark. I need to talk to you.

Lex: [Walking toward Clark.] After I drove my Porsche into the river and you fished me out, I asked your dad if there was any way I could repay him. What did he say that we always joke about?

Clark: Lex, what is this, a pop quiz?

Lex: Answer the question!

Clark: He told you to drive slower.

Lex lowers the gun.

Lex: Welcome back. [He goes to Clark and they hug.]

Clark: So you know what happened.

Lex: Well, it was a bit of a giveaway when you asked for 57 million dollars.

Clark: Lex, my mom told me what I did. I'm sorry.

Lex: Clark, if you didn't come between me and my father in that visiting room, it would've been me sitting behind bars. I should be thanking you.

Clark: I didn't do anything you wouldn't have done for me.
Lex smiles and pats Clark on the shoulder. Then he walks back to the bar and puts down the gun.

Lex: So how did my father do it?

Clark: I-I don't know.

Lex: And that strength you had. It was incredible. Where did it come from?

Clark: Um, it must've been a side effect of the transference.

Lex: Well, whatever happened, I'm just glad it wore off.

Clark: Lex, I have a favor to ask.

Lex: Name it.

Clark: Well, it has to do with your father's cellmate. He's actually the one that helped me through this whole ordeal. He saved my life. He swears he was framed.

Lex: Clark, a lot of convicts swear they've been framed.

Clark: But I believe him. And I promised him that if I got out, I'd do everything in my power to help him. And Lex, you're the only one I know with the resources that might be able to help.

Lex: Well, if I can manage to put a guilty man in prison, maybe I can get an innocent man out.

Clark nods and smiles thankfully. Lex smiles in return.

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The gates at the front of the Kansas State Penitentiary open and Edgar steps outdoors holding his suitcase and a bag. Day. He looks around excitedly, then his expression darkens when he sees a black limousine waiting next to the curb. He goes to the limo and opens the back door, peeking inside. Dr. Swann's assistant Bridgette Crosby is seated in the limo, and she gestures for Edgar to come in. He gets in awkwardly, stuttering.

Edgar: Uh, I wasn't told it-it was gonna be--

Bridgette: Edgar.

Edgar: Yeah. Yes.

Bridgette: Do you have what we asked you for?

Edgar: Oh. Uh...

Edgar gives Bridgette a small rusty tin box.

Bridgette: Thank you.

She opens the box and looks inside, extremely pleased with what she sees. Edgar looks around the limo, tapping the window.

Edgar: It's a nice car.

Bridgette looks from Edgar to the tin box, which holds the black stone with the Kryptonian symbol on it. Bridgette shuts the box.

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END of Alt. Transference

NOTE: The football game takes place on Friday night, during Jinx. The date will be the very next day, Saturday.

Thanks, NYC, for buffering at the wee hours of the morning! It must be 3:15 a.m. your time! Now that you've had Clana on TV & here, you can go get some sleep, right? ;)

[rosewolfe87]

I liked this story alot better than the real one! And tonights..or LAST nights episode of Smallville didn't have enough Clana. Thanx for the Clana fix!

[NYC300Z]

:lol: yeah it's 3:22 am now! It's ok i'm off from school on Fridays! Yeah i'm going to go to bed by 4am. Thanks so much for finishing transference!:D

[SVsleuth]

You're welcome. I haven't seen HIDDEN yet. Cable still out since Katrina. But a sweet friend is planning to send me a copy. So what else to do but post CLANA on K-Site?;) ( I suppose I could sleep!):lol:

[NYC300Z]

:lol: yeah I got your e-mail...Hope you get to see Hidden soon!

Yeah sleep it's over rated! :lol:

So you going to be posting here or in the Journals next?

[rosewolfe87]

Sleep isn't fun. I taped all the new episodes. I could give you a summary of what happens..but, it probably wouldn't be the same. Be warned, there are happy Clana moments, Clana moments that make you wanna cry, and moments that make you wander if there's going to be anymore Clana!

[SVsleuth]

Originally posted by rosewolfe87
Sleep isn't fun. I taped all the new episodes. I could give you a summary of what happens..but, it probably wouldn't be the same. Be warned, there are happy Clana moments, Clana moments that make you wanna cry, and moments that make you wander if there's going to be anymore Clana!

No need for a recap. I've already got one from someone else, plus I watched the video clips, read the spoilers, & e-mailed with friends... A tape will be on the way soon. I just hope the cable company hurries up & fixes my connection!


Originally posted by NYC300Z
So you going to be posting here or in the Journals next?

I think here. Nothing else is written yet, since I posted 15 parts in the last 2 days! I think I want to do Alt. Jinx next & the football game, then the Clana date. Then I guess I'll go back and catch up on the Clana journals. Then, again, maybe I'll change my mind. Just check both & I'll post a message in the ClanaClubhouse when I start writing something.

[SVsleuth]

I KNOW some of my readers have yet to discover that Alt. Run is finished AND all of Alt. Transference is too! I'm giving y'all time to catch up on all those 15 posts in 2 days before I post anything more - besides, I haven't written any more yet - :lol: Please post when you have read it, so I'll get an idea of how many readers are ready for more. Thanks!

[Cardinal]

Okay, now that K-Site is allowing me to post, I'll post what I e-mailed you and then I'll go looking for my particular favorite parts.

At least he got everything straightened out with Lana. Lana might also be able to help him out with Chloe. Will this be the catalyst to make Clark tell Chloe?

The only question I have is, wasn't Lana the one that didn't want to be alone with CK in the loft for fear of not being able to control herself?

Lana is still waiting for Clark. 6:30, 7:00, 7:30, 8:00. She finally dials his cell phone, and he answers.

Lana may be the most patient woman in the history of the world. For a date that was supposed to start at 4, I'd think she'd be burning Clark in effigy by 8. To call him yet again, is remarkable. Wow!

I also loved this one:

Lana: What are you talking about, Clark? I am not interested in Jason.

I really like it that, independent of whether or not she wants Clark, Jason is STILL out of the picture! I HATE Jalana more than I hate Chlark!

[NYC300Z]

okay cool i'll be waiting, but yes I think you should let everyone else catch up! :lol:

[LoisNClark]

i loved the new and IMPROVED...:D...Transference SV!!!

When i watched the episode i kept hoping that clark would explain to chloe or Lana why he was acting so different, which is one of the many reasons why i loved the improvements you made to Transference!!!:D

[Schfifty-five]

i loved the improvments!! season 4 is way better with the Clana improvments!! I just hope the current season doesnt loose the happy Clana now that Clark is an alien again.

[linn]

those were great really loved it have to go what Cardinal says......ppms!

[MOOman0618]

Wow...awesome updates! So can we expect this speed of updating to continue?? :p Probably not...

Great twist on Transference. I am glad things with Lana were resolved. I wish the issues with Chloe could have been also, but that’s ok...it was basically forgotten by next episode anyhow! I would say post more soon, but I could imagine your fingers are just about ready to fall off from posting so much recently!

[SVsleuth]

Glad you enjoyed the marathon read MOOman. In a few more days, I'll have my laptop connected to the network again for good, then I hope I can get back to the writing again. I was able to do so many before because my husband was still out of town and I had the new laptop. I stayed up till 2 a.m. a few nights in a row. Won't be able to do that anymore. I've finally starting the homeschooling with my kids, so have to keep more sane hours! So I don't think we'll have 15 posts in 2 days again, but I DO like to post the entire episode in a day if I can.

And maybe I will address the Chloe situation in Jinx.

(Sorry to those who thought this was a real update!)

[MOOman0618]

Tricked again! :)

[NYC300Z]

yes can't wait! Hope to hear from you again soon!

[SVsleuth]

I decided to work on the Clana Journals version of Transference first after all. I will post it tomorrow, if I can get it transferred from the laptop via a disc since I'm waiting on a part to re-connect to the network. I tried tonight, but it keeps saying the disc is write protected or something. Oh, well. soon anyway...

EDIT: 10-18-05: The Clana Journals:Transference has been posted, all three parts. - SV

[LanasLover16]

Hopefully really really soon!!!

[NYC300Z]

okay cool i'll have to go check!

[C.A.chick]

WE WANT MORE!!!!!!!!THIS STORY ROCKS!

[SVsleuth]

ALTERNATE CLANA: JINX - Part 1

The football game has just begun at Smallville High. Chloe goes to a guy named Mikhail Mxyzptlk to place a bet on the game. Mikhail then goes to watch the game, and seems to have the ability to control the players, in order to influence the outcome of the game. On the last play of the game, Mikhail makes Clark trip. Clark trips and plows into another player, injuring him, but does score the winning touchdown.

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Inside Smallville Medical Center the injured football player is sitting in a hospital room having a sling put onto his arm. Jason and Coach Quigley stand outside the room watching through the open door. Clark & Lana get off the elevator nearby.

Clark: Is he okay?

Jason: His collarbone's broke in two places. I can't figure out how you could pummel a guy that outweighs you by 100 pounds and shatter his collarbone.

Clark: I'm sorry. It must've been an accident. (Lana nudges him with an elbow.) I mean, I got a surge of adrenaline.

Jason: Adrenaline doesn't explain the fact that you went from chucking bales of hay to chucking 60-yard passes overnight.

Clark: I guess I'm a fast learner. I mean, you said yourself I was a natural.

Jason: Yeah, a natural who adamantly refuses to see a doctor after he collapsed a couple weeks ago.

Clark: What are you trying to say?

Jason: (to Lana) Excuse us, Lana. (Jason takes Clark off to the side, out of anyone’s hearing.) Coach Quigley thinks you’re on some kind of performance-enhancing drug.

Clark: (Stunned.) Like steroids? (Jason nods.) What do you think?

Jason: Well, I put myself on the line and said there's no way that Clark Kent would do something like that.

Clark: (Pause.) I'm not on drugs.

Jason: I hope not. Because if it comes out that you're not on the same playing field as these guys, let's just say it's gonna be pretty disappointing to have to forfeit an entire championship season. (Clark looks away.) And a college career.

Clark returns his gaze to Jason, and Jason walks away. Clark then looks through the window into the patient’s room.

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Clark is seated in the kitchen, staring downward unhappily. Jonathan is standing near him pouring a cup of coffee.
Jonathan: There's more to life than championships, Clark.

Clark: I bet it's easier to say that when you have one. Dad, when I put on that uniform, it's like I forget who I am. But at the same time, I've never known myself better. It's more than just a game.

Jonathan: Clark, I allowed you to join the football team because I thought you understood your responsibility not to let anybody get hurt out there.

Clark: And I accepted that responsibility because I know I can control my abilities.

Jonathan: Then why don't you explain to me why there's a kid lying in a hospital bed right now?

Clark: Have you ever seen me trip? Ever? (Jonathan can't respond.) Something happened out on the field. It was like I couldn't control my own legs.

Jonathan: Just because you are strong does not mean you can't get rattled out there just like anybody else. Now, I'm sorry, but the last place you need to be right now is out on that football field, and you know it. (Clark refuses to make eye contact.) Coach Quigley is likely to be at the victory party tonight. Now, I'll give him a call and I'll be the bad guy.

Clark: (Standing up.) No, Dad. Like you said, it's my responsibility.

They look at each other for a moment, then Clark walks away.

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The Talon is full of high school students talking and dancing to loud music at the victory party. There are decorations up for the party including a banner that says "Go Crows." There is a small group of cheerleaders standing around the punch bowl. Martha passes by them with a tray of pastries which she sets on the bar next to where Jason is standing. She smiles at him and touches him on the shoulder as she walks by. Clark & Lana enter together. Clark is wearing his letterman jacket and walks to Jason.

Clark: Hey, coach, can I talk to you for a second?

Jason: What's up?

Another player walks up and interrupts and slaps Clark on the chest happily.

Guy: Kent, Kent! Huge save today! Oh, man what a play! You put us in the championship!

The guy pulls Clark away from Jason and another player walks up to congratulate Clark.

Clark: No, the team put us in the championship.

Guy: I can see the ring on my finger already.

Guy #2: I can see the scholarships already

Guy: Oh yeah! Whoo!

Clark looks at Jason apologetically. A cheerleader comes over to Clark.

Cheerleader: Hey, Clark, you're here! Ta-da!

Two other cheerleaders walk out carrying a huge cake that looks like a football field with sparkling candles on it. They set the cake on the bar and everyone applauds for Clark. A young man standing nearby pulls the "Go Crows" banner down from the ceiling puts it around Clark's shoulders like a cape.

Guy: (Breaking up the applause.) Whoa, whoa, whoa. Coach!

All the football player start to chant.

Players: Coach! Coach! Coach! Coach!

Coach Quigley walks to the center of the team.

Quigley: All right! All right! (Everyone quiets down.) Topeka West may have three titles under its belt, but I know we have a real shot at the championship, and this year we got it all! An impenetrable defense, an aggressive offense, (He looks at Clark.) and a golden arm!

Everyone starts to cheer again and a few guys pat Clark on the back. He accepts the praise reluctantly.

Quigley: Let's go take the title home!!!

The whole crowd cheers with enthusiasm and they start to chant.

Crowd: Crows! Crows! Crows! Crows!

Clark looks at Jason who is still standing next to the bar. Jason looks back at Clark seriously.

Meanwhile, Lana sees Chloe and goes to hang out with her.

Lana: Isn’t this exciting, Chloe? Clark may get a chance at a scholarship!

Chloe: (flatly) I’m glad for him. But, can I ask you something personal, Lana?

Lana: I guess so.

Chloe: Lana, have you forgotten about Clark standing you up - and treating you so roughly? How can you just go back with him so easily? He’s obviously got some issues to work through.

Lana: Clark hasn’t explained things to you yet, has he Chloe? He told me he would. I guess he’s been preoccupied with the game. I’ll remind him to do it Chloe. It’s not what you think. It really wasn’t Clark.

Chloe: Lana, I don’t get you.

Lana: Clark will have to explain it himself, Chloe.

Chloe: Okay. But it had better be good, because he’s used up a lifetime of excuses with me.

Clark comes up behind Lana and leans over to kiss her, putting his arms around her from behind.

Clark: Hi, gorgeous. Ready to get out of here? Being the center of attention is making me really uncomfortable.

Lana: Yeah, sure. Let’s go. (to Chloe) Talk to you later Chloe. I’ll remind Clark.

Clark and Lana leave the Talon.

As they drive off in the truck, Clark questions Lana.

Clark: Lana, what were you supposed to remind me about?

Lana: To talk to Chloe. To straighten out that whole Lionel incident.

Clark: I want to explain it to her, Lana. But I’m not ready to let Chloe in on my secrets. I’ve been mulling it over, trying to figure out a way to explain without revealing too much.

Lana: Well, you’d better figure it out soon, because Chloe is mighty mad at you.

Clark nods.

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[ClanaLover]

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[SVsleuth]

(ALTERNATE CLANA: JINX - Part 1 continued)


Clark & Lana drive up to the Kent farm.

Clark: Come on, Lana. Let’s go have a cup of hot chocolate and just watch a DVD or something. But I won’t keep you out TOO late - after all, you have a BIG date to get ready for tomorrow. We’ll just give the party crowd long enough to thin out at the Talon, so the noise won’t keep you up. Then I’ll bring you back to your apartment.

Lana and Clark walk hand in hand into the Kent kitchen. Jonathan is there, reading the paper and drinking coffee.

Clark: Hi, Dad.

Jonathan: Hey, son. How’d it go with the coach?

Clark: (uncomfortable) Can we talk about that later, Dad? Lana & I want to relax a bit with a movie, but I don’t want to keep her out too late.

Jonathan: (with a concerned look at Clark) Okay. But we will talk about it later.

Clark nods nervously, then busies himself making the hot chocolate while Lana selects a movie to watch.

Jonathan wanders out to the front porch with his cup of coffee, while Clark brings two mugs of hot chocolate into the living room. He and Lana settle down together on the sofa as Lana begins the movie.

Clark: What are we watching?

Lana: Does it matter? I’ll tell you a secret. (She leans over to whisper in his ear.) I’ll mostly be watching you. She gives him a peck on the cheek.

Clark: Lana, remember, my Dad will be coming in and out, so - don’t get too frisky.

Lana: Frisky? Since when is a peck on the cheek getting frisky, Clark?

Their eyes lock, and that alone is enough to get Lana’s heart racing and Clark’s eyes burning. Lana breaks the gaze and positions herself with her head upon Clark’s chest and his arm around her.

Lana: (She motions toward the TV) The movie, Clark.

Clark: Right. (He tightens his grip around her shoulders and gives her a kiss on the top of her head then finally turns his attention to the TV.) Oh, no. Not E.T. - I can’t stand that movie, Lana. You know that.

Lana begins to laugh out loud.

Lana: I just wanted to see how long it would take you to actually pay attention to the T.V.

Clark: I’ll get you for this. He moves his hands down to her sides and begins to tickle her. Lana screams with laughter and falls backwards on the sofa.

Lana: No, Clark, stop. I’m - so - ticklish!

Clark continues to tickle her, laughing as well.

Lana plants a foot in his ribs, trying to push him away. Clark’s foot slips on the area rug, and he falls toward Lana. Not wanting to crush her, he stops tickling and uses his hands to break his fall. They end up with Lana lying on her back on the sofa, and Clark hovering above her, an arm to either side of her. Forgetting where they are, he grins at her, then lowers his head and begins to kiss her.

Clark: I love you, Lana. I’m sorry. I just couldn’t resist the tickling. (He’s still grinning, ear to ear.)

Lana wraps her arms around his neck, pulling him just a bit closer for another kiss.

Just then, Jonathan comes back into the house. He glances toward the living room and is shocked by what he sees.

Jonathan: What is going on here, Clark?
Clark jumps up quickly.

Clark: Um.. Dad… Um, we were just…. it’s not what….

Martha comes in, arriving home from the Talon. She senses the tension in the air.

Martha: What’s going on?

Jonathan: My question exactly.

He looks at Clark and Lana. Martha follows his gaze.

Clark: Honestly, Mom, Dad - we weren’t doing anything.

Lana: It was just a tickle fight, Mr. Kent, and one innocent kiss. I swear.

Martha notices E.T. playing on the T.V.

Martha: Clark. You and Lana were watching E.T.? You despise that movie!

Clark: Right, Mom. Lana put it on as joke. That’s what started the tickle fight.
Look, Mom, Dad. I’m sorry it got out of hand. Really. But we really didn’t do anything.

The Kents look skeptical.

Jonathan: Well, just the same, I’d say it’s time you get Lana home. The party at the Talon must be over by now, since your mother is home.

Clark: Okay. Lana, do you have your things?

Lana gathers her purse, and the two teens exit the house hurriedly, glad to escape the darts coming from Jonathan’s eyes.

Clark: Sorry about that, Lana.

Lana: No. It’s okay, Clark. I started it, I guess. I was just trying to avoid putting on a romantic movie, so we could minimize the temptation - and we STILL get busted. (She laughs and Clark joins in.)

Clark drives her home as they continue to laugh about the situation. They drive up in front of the Talon.

Clark: You want me to walk you up?

Lana: Better not. We’ve gotten in enough trouble for one day.

Clark: Who says we’d get in trouble? (He leans over and kisses her, then strokes her hair, moving it off of her forehead, as he looks deeply into her eyes.)

Lana swallows hard as a wave of emotion floods her entire body.

Lana: (whispering) Clark. (She remains captivated by his eyes, and allows him to kiss her once again.) Clark, um, I’d better go up alone. (She looks away and scoots toward the door.) See you tomorrow at four?

Clark: Let’s make it three. I’ve changed the plans a bit, and a little more time is needed.

Lana exits the vehicle, leaning back in to talk to Clark.

Lana: Oh, so now you’re the mysterious Clark Kent, eh? Okay, I won’t ask. Ill be ready. I’m really looking forward to our real date. I know it will be just perfect.

Clark: No. You’re the one who’s just perfect, Lana. Now you’d better go, before I chase you up the stairs and start tickling you again.(He grins mischievously)

Lana: You wouldn’t dare.

Clark: You’re right. I better get out of here. See you tomorrow, gorgeous.

With that she shuts the door and Clark drives away. Lana makes her way up to her apartment, smiling to herself all the way. “I can’t wait to see him again tomorrow. Gosh, he sure has a hold on my heart. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

[linn]

awww....can't wait for the next part ppms!!!!!!!!!!

[Cardinal]

Originally posted by SVsleuth
(ALTERNATE CLANA: JINX - Part 1 continued)

Lana: No. It’s okay, Clark. I started it, I guess. I was just trying to avoid putting on a a romantic movie, so we could minimize the temptation - and we STILL get busted. (She laughs and Clark joins in.)

and then

With that she shuts the door and Clark drives away. Lana makes her way up to her apartment, smiling to herself all the way. “I can’t wait to see him again tomorrow. Gosh, he sure has a hold on my heart. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

The first quote was funny. I can't imagine 'getting it on' to the sounds of E.T., but CK and LL are that much in love.

The second quote was so sweet! :)

[MOOman0618]

Very cute update!! So much better than the original Jinx! :) Man...those two are going to get themselves into some deep trouble one of these days. They just can't keep their hands off each other!

[NYC300Z]

Alternate Jinx is looking so much better than the original!:D like always!! can't wait for more! oh one quick question when you said Clark was hovering was he litterally hovering?

pPmS!

[akuma]

PPMS!!

[SVsleuth]

ALTERNATE CLANA: Jinx - Part 2

Saturday morning. Chloe is at the Talon ordering a cappucino. Lana comes down the stairs from her apartment and, seeing Chloe, walks over to her.

Lana: Hey, Chloe, what’s up?

Chloe: Oh, hi, Lana. (excitedly) Well, I have two tickets to the Sharks game for tonight. Want to come with me?

Lana: Not on your life. I have big plans myself for tonight.

Chloe: Let me guess - with Clark.

Lana nods as a wide grin spreads across her face.

Lana: He’s got the entire evening planned out for us - but he’s being so secretive about it. I’m on pins and needles waiting. Do you realize that this will actually be our first “real” date? I mean, we hang out a lot, but we’ve never really gone on a planned date together.

Chloe: Well, I just hope he really shows up this time. Lana, how many times has he promised to be somewhere and then he just doesn’t show? With all this football excitement lately, I’m surprised he even knows you exist.

Lana: Oh, he definitely knows I exist.

She nods toward the door. Chloe turns and sees Clark entering the Talon. Lana pretends she never saw him and keeps her back toward him. Clark walks up behind her and covers her eyes with his large hands.

Clark: (grinning) Guess who?

Lana: Umm…. E.T.?

Clark: Oh, you! (He jabs her in the ribs and tickles her a little, as he leans around to kiss her cheek.) Better watch out, if you don’t want a repeat of last night.

Lana: Okay, okay. Sorry. (Lana turns toward him and gives him a small kiss on the lips.) What are you doing here? It’s no where near three o’clock.

Clark: I know, I know. I um… I just wanted to see you. (Their eyes meet for a long moment. Lana‘s heart quickens.)

Chloe: Okay, you two. Save it for your date. And Clark (she turns to face him) - you had better show up this time. Lana deserves better than the way you’ve treated her.

Surprised, Clark is at a loss for words.

Chloe: I gotta run. Have fun. (She quickly leaves the Talon.)

Clark: What’s up with Chloe? What is she talking about?

Lana: (whispering very quietly) The transference, Clark. You still haven’t explained it to her.

Clark: Oh, right. I guess I’d better do that soon. But, today, my time is totally booked preparing for our date. So, I’d better be going. (He gives Lana a quick kiss on the forehead.) See you at three.

Lana: I’m looking forward to it.

Lana smiles as she watches Clark exit the Talon. She looks at her watch.

Lana: Oh, my! It’s 10 a.m. already? I’ve only got five hours to get ready! I’d better get started.

Lana runs up the stairs to her apartment.
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Lana spends the next two hours trying on every dress in her closet several times, matched with various shoes and accessories. Modeling all of these for herself in her full length mirror, she gradually narrows her choices until finally she has selected what she hopes is the perfect outfit.

“It’s so hard to decide, when I don’t know what we’re doing or where we’re going,” she says aloud to herself. “At least he promised that I won’t starve, and he said I should go all out and dress up very elegantly. I hope this will do. I had no time to go shopping for something new. Besides, a lot of these dresses are new. I’ve never worn them anywhere, just bought them when I fell in love with them. It’s about time I have an occasion to wear one of them.”

Lana sets up her ironing board and begins to carefully iron the elegant tea-length dress she has selected. When finished, she hangs it up carefully and puts away all of the dresses that were strewn about the room. She places her high-heeled shoes beside the bed and the matching clutch purse on the bed beside her neatly folded shawl. The earrings, necklace and bracelet she has chosen are lying ready on the dresser. Lana looks at the clock on her bedside table. “Noon already? Yipes,” she says, as she dashes into the kitchen for a hurried lunch - just some soup and crackers, to tide her over until dinner.

Lana next runs herself a bath, adding her favorite lilac bath beads. She allows herself to relax now in her perfumed bath, daydreaming of Clark all the while. Finally, she pulls herself out of her reverie, and sets about washing and drying her hair. She then spends an entire hour on her hair alone, pulling it up into a style she knows left Clark speechless when she wore it for Lex’s wedding.

“Two o’clock already. Oh, will I ever be ready on time? I’m so nervous.” Lana does her make-up next, then finally begins to dress, pulling on her stockings and slip, then gently slipping into her perfectly pressed dress, zipping it up the back herself. She leaves her shoes for later, while she dons her jewelry. Glancing at the clock, she sees that it is 2:45 p.m. She slips on her shoes and picks up her shawl, draping it loosely around her shoulders - the final touch. Walking to her full-length mirror, Lana turns this way and that, checking that everything is in order. Satisfied, she smiles, as her eye catches a photo on her bedside table. She picks it up, smiling dreamily as she studies the image of Clark - her favorite. It was taken at Lex’s rehearsal dinner, as Clark made that beautiful toast…. “You take a chance on it,” she remembers. Suddenly, a knock on the door breaks into her musings. She looks at her watch. 3 p.m. sharp.

“Wow! I guess Clark figured he’d better be punctual this time.” Her heart picks up its pace and a wave of excitement rushes over her. Setting the picture back in its place she walks to the door eagerly.

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To be continued. Sorry so short this time, but a little is better than none, right?

[akuma]

Great update and yes a little is better than none, looking forward to the date!!

[MOOman0618]

Super update! I really hope this date actually works out for Lana's sake! She will be pretty upset otherwise. And that would be a shame if she wasted 5 hours getting ready! Wow...5 hours...I think my getting ready time maxes out at 20 minutes including a 19 minute shower. :) Post More Soon!

[Kriminal]

i bet it is jason

[HP_DRAGON]

that was great ppms

[LanasLover16]

I think it's Jason too... PPMS!!!!

[NYC300Z]

it better not be Jason! Clark better be on time for once!

PPMS!

[SVsleuth]

(ALTERNATE CLANA: Jinx - Part 2 continued)

Lana opens the door, and looks up into the face of the man she loves. Her heart is racing as her eyes meet his. Clark’s eyes begin to burn immediately as he sees Lana in all her finery. They stand there in the doorway, staring into each other’s eyes, neither able to say a word. Clark is so captivated by her beauty. Lana is silenced by how strikingly handsome he is, all dressed up in a dark suit, with a colorful tie, and his hair actually combed. Lana tries to say something, but her breathing is becoming shallow. She swallows hard, trying again to find her voice. Clark also struggles to find his voice, finally succeeding.

Clark: Wow!

His eyes move down and up again, taking in her entire appearance, then settling again upon her eyes. Lana takes his hand and draws him into the room, closing the door. He hands her a box, containing a wrist corsage.

Lana opens it nervously. Her eyes fall upon the most beautiful orchid. She gasps, and looks from the orchid to Clark. Finally finding her voice, she manages to speak.

Lana: It’s beautiful, Clark.

Clark: A beautiful flower for a beautiful woman.

He takes her hand in his and carefully places the corsage on her wrist, then lifts her hand to his lips, kissing it tenderly.

Their eyes again meet. Lana is tingling from head to toe, as she meets his gaze. She smiles up at him, again at a loss for words.

Clark: I have a surprise for you.

He reaches into his pocket as he walks across the room. Pulling out a CD, he inserts it into her CD player and presses play. The music begins to play. Clark turns toward Lana, meeting her gaze again.

Find me here
Speak to me
I want to feel you
I need to hear you
You are the light
That is leading me to the place where I find peace again
You are the strength that keeps me walking
You are the hope that keeps me trusting
You are the life to my soul
You are my purpose
You are everything….

Clark: Still saving a dance for me?

Lana smiles, remembering that day freshmen year when she first had feelings for Clark, as he walked her home from the cemetery. She walks toward him, and he takes her into his arms. The music continues, as they dance, lost in each other’s presence.

And how can I stand here with you and not be moved by you
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this
You calm the storms
You give me rest
You hold me in your hands
You won't let me fall
You steal my heart and you take my breath away
Would you take me in
Would you take me deeper now
'cause you're all I want
You are all I need
You are everything, everything
You're all I want
You are all I need
You are everything, everything

As the song ends, Lana lifts her head from his chest and looks again into his eyes. Clark leans down and draws her in for a kiss. Their lips meet, softly, tenderly, the kiss lingering as long as they dare allow it.


Lana: (looks up, whispering) Clark.

Clark: You are everything to me, Lana.

He kisses her tenderly, one more time, then releases her, taking her hand in his.

Clark: Ready to go?

Lana: (she nods) I’m always ready to go anywhere with you.

She collects her purse from the bed, then, hand in hand they exit the apartment.

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As Clark and Lana descend the stairs into the Talon, a hush falls over the room, as all eyes turn toward the stunning couple. Lana glances at Clark, somewhat uncomfortable to be drawing such attention. They continue down the stairs, and make their way through the crowd over to Martha.

Martha: You two look great!

Clark: Thanks, Mom. (He gives her a peck on the cheek.) Mom, would you take a picture of us before we go? (He pulls a camera out of his pocket.)

Martha: Certainly, son. My, how grown up you look! When did my little boy become such a handsome young man?

Clark: (embarrassed) Mom!

He hands her the camera, and he and Lana pose near the stairs. Martha snaps a few pictures, then hands the camera back to Clark.

Martha: Have a great time.

Clark: Don’t wait up, Mom. I’ll be quite late, coming back from Metropolis.

Martha: I know. Now get going, or you’ll be late.

Clark: Thanks, Mom. (He kisses her again, then turns to Lana.) Ready?

Lana: Ready.

Hand in hand they exit the Talon, with many eyes following their departure.
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Credit: The song is "Everything" by Lifehouse. It is played during the Pilot, when Clark imagines himself dancing with Lana.
To be continued. Sorry so short, again. This is the rest of yesterday's chapter.

[Cardinal]

Woo-hoo! We're finally getting some SERIOUS Clana here!

I'm glad someone had Clark collect that dance. I never could make that work in my stories. It was particularly nice that you used the song from the show. ;)

CK and LL on the town in Metropolis. I can't wait for more ALT JINX.

[MOOman0618]

That was some superific Clana! I am so glad they actually get to go on a date! Its been a long enough wait!

[akuma]

Awesome and still looking forward to seeing what Clark has planned!!

[HP_DRAGON]

yay for computer class i get to read updates during school PPMS

[SpeedyKate91]

great update
PPMS!!

[NYC300Z]

Great update! So how they getting to Metropolis? Driving? Superspeed? Flight? Oh I vote for the last one!:D :lol:

PPMS!

[SVsleuth]

ALTERNATE CLANA: Jinx - Part 3

As they exit the Talon, hand in hand, Clark leads Lana down the sidewalk and past his parked truck.

Lana: Uh… Clark, you passed up the truck.

Clark: (stopping for a moment and turning toward Lana) I know. The truck just didn’t seem…. special enough for our first “real date.”

He takes her hand and continues to lead her down the sidewalk toward the corner.

Lana: Then how…??? (She stops walking, a thought suddenly occurring to her. Leaning close to Clark she whispers.) Clark. You are not thinking of flying us there, are you?

Clark is amused at the panicked look on her face.

Clark: (grinning mischievously) What if I were?

Lana: Clark, I spent five hours getting dressed for this date, and you would undo it all in a minute? I’d be a mess!

Clark: (surprised) You spent five hours getting ready? Just for me? Wow! Thanks, Lana. But you always look great to me. Well, you’ll be happy to know that, no, we will not be flying to Metropolis. I figured you wouldn’t like getting all messed up. Besides, I don't really know how to do it yet - not like Kal-El did - remember? Come on.

He pulls her eagerly by the hand toward the corner. As they round the corner, Lana stops in her tracks and gasps.

Lana: Clark! You didn’t! How could you…?

Clark: Afford it? Don’t you worry about that, Lana. I’ve got it covered. (He takes both of her hands in his and looks into her eyes.) I think I owe you a limo ride. Seems that our first ride got interrupted.

Clark leads her toward the white stretch limo standing by the curbside, and helps her into the very back, then climbs in beside her. They instinctively scoot close together in the middle of the seat, Clark’s left arm around her shoulders. She snuggles into him, resting her head upon his chest, as he kisses her forehead.

Lana suddenly giggles.

Clark: What’s funny?

Lana: I was just remembering how different it was on our non-date. You sitting about as far away from me as you could possibly get, without falling out into the street. Didn’t you want to sit closer to me, Clark?

Clark: Absolutely! I wanted us to be… well, like we are now…snuggled up close.

Lana: Then why were you so distant?

Clark: Well, you had a boyfriend, Lana. I wasn’t really comfortable making a move on you. I mean, Whitney was a senior, the captain of the football team, the big man on campus. Why would you be interested in me for a second, when you already had him?

Lana: Then why did you ask me out at all? Even with the “just friends” stipulation?

Clark: Because my heart couldn’t let you go, without even trying…but I was so scared, Lana. (pause) Why did you even agree to go with me?

Lana: (smiling at the memories) I really wanted to spend time with you, Clark. Whenever you showed interest in me, my heart would start racing, and I wanted to be with you, not Whitney.

Clark: Really? (He shifts his position so as to be able to see into Lana’s eyes.) You were attracted to me during freshman year?

Lana nods.

Lana: It started when we talked at the cemetery. The way you were so willing to talk to my parents, the way you listened when I shared my struggles, and truly seemed to understand. And as time went on, I really loved you more for your unwillingness to take advantage of Whitney when his Dad was sick. I’ve never known another guy who could be so selfless.

Clark: Lana, that was the hardest thing I ever had to do - to not kiss you in my loft that day. I so much wanted to take you into my arms and kiss you tenderly. But I didn’t want it to be under those circumstances. I wanted you to be free from Whitney by your own informed choice, before I made a move.

Lana: I wish I had fully understood. I felt trapped in that relationship with Whitney when his Dad died. I didn’t want to kick a man while he was down, but I wanted desperately to have a chance with you. When I saw you beginning to move on toward Chloe, I was about to break it off with Whitney when he announced his father’s death. Oh, Clark, I’ll never forget that funeral. All I could think of was you. I saw how you were looking at me - it seemed longingly. And my heart longed to be with you - but I couldn’t. (Tears well up in her eyes at the memory.)

Clark: Hey. (He looks deeply into her eyes.) That’s all behind us now. I’m here now - with you - always. (He leans in to kiss her, slowly, tenderly, lingering…) I love you, Lana.

Lana: (smiling up into his eyes) I love you, my Clark. (They kiss again.)

Settling back upon his chest again, Lana continues.

Lana: You know, this limo ride is so much better than the first. Why did you dash away so suddenly that day, Clark?

Clark double checks to make sure the intercom system is off, so the driver cannot overhear them. He lowers his voice to a whisper as he answers her.

Clark: You remember we saw the news report about Jenna’s death? Well, I knew that Chloe was planning to get together with Sean that night. She sort of had a non-date with him - to decide if he was worthy of a real date. I didn’t want Chloe to be his next victim. I knew I was the only one who could prevent it.

Lana nods, understanding.

Lana: I just wish you had explained it to me at the time, Clark.

Clark: How could I, Lana? Were you really ready to know everything about me then? I didn’t want to mislead you, and let you think I was a meteor freak, like Sean, and Greg. But I wasn’t ready to tell anyone my true origins. And my parents certainly were quite protective of me. I would have been in really hot water with them if I had told you everything. I didn’t see a choice. I figured that you being totally uninformed about me was better than being misinformed. Besides, after what Greg did to you, I figured you weren’t too keen on super-powered freaks - although at least this one (pointing to himself) saved you from him instead of hurting you.

Lana: Clark, I have never thought of you as a “freak.” And what do you mean you saved me from Greg? Whitney found me at Greg’s clubhouse.

Clark: I pointed him the way, while I supersped ahead to find you. When I saw you, all wrapped up in a cocoon, I nearly died. I wanted to take you up into my arms. But Greg was there, and needed to be dealt with. I fought him, Lana, in spite of the Kryptonite being everywhere. By the time I got rid of him and sped back to you, Whitney had arrived before me. I saw the way you looked up at him, and my heart sank.

Lana: Why didn’t you tell me it was you?

Clark: How? I was scared and insecure, Lana. How could you ever accept me for who I really am?

Lana snuggles deeper into Clark’s embrace and he tightens his hold on her.

Lana: We’ve come a long way, haven’t we? (She turns her face up toward his.) I’m so happy, now, Clark. So happy that you’ve allowed me to really know you, and to love all of you.

Clark: (looking lovingly into her upturned eyes) So am I. Thanks for accepting me, Lana.

Their eyes lock for a long while, as they seem to be reading the depths of each other’s souls. His head moves toward hers slowly, his lips seeking hers. Their souls seem to merge into one as their lips meet in a meaningful kiss, desire surging through their bodies. Their lips part reluctantly, as again they gaze longingly into each other’s eyes. Lana then rests her head contentedly upon his chest for the remainder of the ride to Metropolis. No more words are needed as they ride silently, souls united, confident in their love.

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To be continued

[MOOman0618]

Dang...I don't have time to read this. I will read it later! :)

[akuma]

Great update, Clark seems to be goin all out for this date!!

[C.A.chick]

I LOVE IT!!!!!!SUCH BEAUTIFUL WRITING!IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN THIS WAY!!!!!!!! MAN THAT 1ST SEASON WAS HARSH! I HATED THE WAY CLARK ALWAYS PULLED AWAY, BUT I LOVE HOW YOU BRING IT UP AGAN!OOPS CAPLOCKS sorry!!!PPMASAP!

[NYC300Z]

that was awesome. All the flashbacks in it! Very nice! Can't wait for more!:D

[linn]

That was a awesome update, i love it how do the flashback thing to....ppms!

[Cardinal]

Mmmmm...Clana...NO zug-zug :D , but still Clana.

I have a feeling I'll be coming back to reread this date several times in the coming months.

Bring on Metropolis!

[akuma]

Hmm i miss the 15 updates in two days! Possible we could get another update soon though??

[SVsleuth]

Okay, sorry, this is not a real update. However, I had to tweak something in the previous chapter, to make it more consistent with what already happened in this story. It has to do with Clark flying.
So here's how that part now reads:


Clark: (surprised) You spent five hours getting ready? Just for me? Wow! Thanks, Lana. But you always look great to me. Well, you’ll be happy to know that, no, we will not be flying to Metropolis. I figured you wouldn’t like getting all messed up. Besides, I don't really know how to do it yet - not like Kal-El did - remember? Come on.

I don't have another update ready yet. Hopefully tomorrow or Friday. Sorry I can't keep up with the 15 posts in 2 days pace, akuma. :lol: But who else even did it once? I've been re-reading my own story to make sure I'm not forgetting important points. And last night, I stayed up until 3 a.m. reading SuperNes's fic & Cardinal's Lifetime finale. So that's why I have no update yet. BTW, I highly recommend both of those fics for more happy CLANA. Gotta get sleep tonight, though. Good night!

[Cardinal]

I swear, every single time you post and I reply first, it's a non-update post!

Have I mentioned how much I HATE those? :D

[NYC300Z]

That's ok Svsleuth! Can't wait til u do update though!:D

[MOOman0618]

Ok, so I finally go to read your update. It was great! I am SOOOOO glad that some of those events are resolved between the two of them now! Even if it was so long ago, it still made me really happy that Lana now knows the truth. Very good stuff! Post more soon!! :)

[SVsleuth]

ALTERNATE CLANA: Jinx - Part 4

Clark looks lovingly upon Lana as he holds her in his arms, her head resting comfortably upon his chest. She is sound asleep. He smiles as he gently strokes her forehead. Lana begins to stir. Clark kisses her lightly on the forehead. Lana lifts her head, looking up at Clark, and remembering where she is.

Clark: Hi.

Lana: Hi. I must have fallen asleep.

Clark: (nods and smiles) I didn’t mind. I enjoyed watching you sleep contentedly in my arms.

Lana stretches up to kiss him.

Lana: It’s my favorite place to sleep.

Clark: Well, sorry to have to wake you, but we’re almost there.

The limo turns a corner and pulls up to the curb in front of a very tall building in Metropolis.

Clark: Here we are.

The driver opens the door for them and Clark steps out, then offers Lana his hand as he helps her out of the car. Lana looks around, then looks at Clark inquisitively.

Lana: Lead the way.

Clark grins, and taking her hand he leads her into the tall building and toward the elevator.

Lana: Where are we going?

Clark: To dinner.

He smiles at Lana as he takes her into the elevator. He selects the button for the 95th floor - the top floor of the building.

Lana: 95th floor, huh? I thought you hated heights.

Clark: I do. But I’m okay inside the building. Just don’t put me on the roof looking down. ( He grins.)

The elevator door opens and Clark and Lana step out together. Lana looks around.

Lana: It’s a restaurant! The entire floor is a circular restaurant! And the view! Windows all around - wait, is it moving?

Clark: (pleased that she is delighted) Yep. The entire top floor is slowly spinning. We can view all of Metropolis as we eat.
Clark takes Lana’s hand and approaches the hostess.

Clark: Reservation for Clark Kent.

Hostess: Yes, welcome, Mr. Kent. (The hostess marks her list and picks up two menus.) Right this way.

Clark and Lana are seated at a booth next to the large windows, which cover the entire outer wall of the restaurant. They choose to sit beside one another, instead of across the table from each other. Clark leans over and gives Lana a kiss on the cheek.

Clark: So, how do you like the view of Metropolis from here? Better than from the top of the windmill?

Lana: (excitedly) Oh, much better, Clark. This is amazing! Oh, look! There’s the Daily Planet building! It’s so close - Wow! It looks so different from up here.

Clark: I like it better from over here too - much better than standing on top of it.

Lana: You stood on top of the Daily Planet building? When, Clark?

Clark lowers his voice and whispers, close to Lana’s ear.

Clark: When my mom and Lionel Luthor were being held hostage in the LuthorCorp Building - I had to find a way in - to save her.

Lana: (whispering also) From the Daily Planet building? (She looks out the window at the two nearby buildings.) Clark, you would have had to…. to fly! I thought you said you don’t now how?

Clark: I don’t - and I didn’t. I just - jumped.

Lana: (her eyes wide) You didn’t! Weren’t you afraid?

Clark: Terrified - but I just kept thinking of my mom and forced myself to do it.

Lana grips his upper arm and buries her face in his shoulder.

Lana: Please tell me you won’t be doing that kind of thing on a regular basis.

Clark: I hope I won’t have to, Lana. But sometimes, I’m the only one who can.
(after a few moments of silence) Well, what would you like to order? I hear the steaks here are fabulous. How about the filet mignon, baked potato and salad?

Lana: Sounds great - only, the petite filet will be enough for me.

After placing their orders with the waitress, Clark and Lana continue to gaze out the window at Metropolis, as the sun begins to set.

Lana: Wow! What a way to view the sunset. (Lana laces her fingers through Clark’s.) Each one is so unique - especially when I watch them with you. (She gives him a peck on the cheek.)
They watch together as the sun slips away and lights spring up here and there throughout the city, until the entire city is illuminated.

Lana: Thanks for bringing me here, Clark. You always seem to know just what will please me.

Clark: I try. (He leans down and gives her a kiss.) I figured if you liked the view from Chandler’s Field so much, you would really appreciate the view from here.

Lana: Clark, what made you bring me to the top of the windmill that day, anyway? It was quite a climb - and, not liking heights - why did you do it? I’ve always wondered.

Clark: Well, Lana, I just wanted to do something special for you. I knew that a part of you really wanted to see the view from up there - because you tried to climb up there - while you were affected by the Nicodemus flower.

Lana: What do you mean, I “tried”? What happened when I “tried”? Were you there?

Clark: Yes, Lana. You fell - and I caught you.

Lana: You caught me?

Clark: Yeah. I was so scared, Lana, watching you fall.

Lana: Well, I guess it’s a good thing for me that you have super powers - or I guess I’d have been dead several times over. So, how did you dare bring me up there again after that?

Clark: I knew I could keep you safe. And….

Lana: And what, Clark?

Clark: I wanted to find out if the things you wanted to do because of the flower were things you truly desired deep down all the time - but were just afraid to act on.

Lana: Why, Clark? What else did I do that day? You never did tell me.

Clark: Well…. you expressed certain…. desires….

Lana: Uh-oh. What did I do Clark? Tell me - every last detail.

Clark: Every last detail? Oh, no! Lana, I - I can’t!

Lana: Why not, Clark?

Clark’s eyes are wide with fear as he looks at Lana.

Clark: Because I - I -- Lana, I - I really try hard to keep that out of my mind. I - I have to - if I’m going to succeed in protecting your dream.

Lana observes the panic in his face.

Lana: Clark, now you’ve got me really worried about what I could have done that day. Give me a hint, at least.

Clark: Lana, I don’t think…

Lana: Clark. Please?

Clark: Okay, I’ll try to tell it, Lana. Well, you took me to the pool area, at school. And…..um….you….um…

Lana: What, Clark? Just say it!

Clark: You stripped - down to your lingerie - right in front of me.

Lana: (embarrassed) I didn’t!

Clark: You did. You looked great…. Um…. I mean…. um…uh… sorry, Lana. See, I told you I need to keep it out of my mind. So, can we talk about something else?

Lana: Well, that depends. Did anything - else - happen? (Clark looks away from Lana uncomfortably.) Clark, you have to tell me.

Clark: Lana, I… (Clark starts blinking his eyes and rubbing them, fighting to keep control.)

Lana: What’s wrong, Clark?

Clark: My eyes - they burn - the hormones trigger the heat vision - Lana, I can’t talk about this now. Nothing much happened.

Clark continues to blink his eyes rapidly. The waitress brings the steaks. Clark tries hard to turn his attention to the food. The burning subsides & he re-gains control.

Clark: Wow, this looks delicious!

Lana: It sure does. (She takes a taste of her steak.) And it tastes even better than it looks.

They begin to eat.

Lana: Are you okay now, Clark?

Clark: Yeah. Yeah, I’m fine. I can usually control it. Sometimes it’s still difficult.

Lana and Clark enjoy their meal, being careful to keep the conversation on anything but what happened that day at the pool. Passing on dessert, Clark pays the bill then escorts Lana back to the elevator and down to the first floor.

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Lana: This was the best date ever, Clark.

Clark: Was? What do you mean “was”? There’s more to come.

Lana: There is?

Clark: Sure. Come on.

Clark takes Lana’s hand and they walk across the street. Clark leads her into an historic old theater and presents two tickets for the Metropolis Philharmonic’s evening performance. They take the winding staircase up to the first balcony where they find their seats in the third row, center. Below, the orchestra is warming up, the sound of flutes running scales and violins tuning, filling the old theater.

Lana: Clark, this is amazing! I’ve never been to a live symphony concert.

Clark: Neither have I.

Lana: How’d you know what I’d like?

Clark: I didn’t. Just a hunch. Seemed like something you’d like.

Lana: Thanks, Clark. (She leans over and steals a quick kiss.) You’re the best.

The orchestra gets quiet, and a hush falls over the audience, as the conductor makes his entrance, taking a bow. Clark puts his arm around Lana and the two settle back to enjoy the music. Not being well acquainted with classical music, Clark and Lana didn’t pay much attention to the names of the particular pieces being played. They knew there was something by Mozart, and another piece by Bach. They especially enjoyed a selection from Vivaldi’s Four Seasons, but couldn’t have told you what movement it was. Nevertheless, they both thoroughly enjoyed the music. Lana sometimes rested her head on Clark’s shoulder, closing her eyes as she enjoyed the peaceful sections of the music. At other times, she was on the edge of her seat, watching intently as the violin bows danced in unison, and the conductor waved his baton. At the end, Clark and Lana joined eagerly in the standing ovation and thunderous applause.

Lana: That was great, Clark. We should do this again.

Clark: Yeah. Yeah, we should. (He smiles warmly at her then leans down, giving her a small kiss.) Ready for the return trip? Or would you like to go find dessert now?

Lana: Oh, I couldn’t eat another bite. Let’s head back.

Clark walks her back across the street to the waiting limousine, helps Lana in, then settles in beside her. Lana snuggles close to him, resting her head on his chest, as he wraps her in his arms.

Clark: Now, don’t fall asleep too soon. I want to enjoy your company for a while longer.

Lana looks up into his eyes. He leans toward her and their lips meet in a tender kiss.

Lana: Thanks for everything, Clark. I have loved every minute of this evening with you: the corsage and the dance; the limo ride and the talks; the dinner and the view; the concert - and, most of all - you.

She leans up to kiss him again. He draws her close, longing to kiss her the way he really wants to - but he holds himself back.

Lana pulls back, looking deeply into his eyes.

Lana: I don’t want to cause a fire, Clark, but… I really want to know… well, what happened - or not…

Clark smiles.

Clark: I’ll try. You invited me to join you in the pool. I hesitated, realizing this wasn’t like you. You said, “Do you want what I want, Clark?”

Lana: I said that? Oh my gosh… I‘m so embarrassed. Then what?

Clark: You got out, and you - well, you came on to me. Then you - you kissed me - and I kissed you - heavily.

Clark blinks and begins to rub his eyes.

Lana: That good, huh? Our first kiss and I don’t even remember it.

Clark: Well sometimes I wish I could forget.

Lana: Why?

Clark: Well, Lana, the memory of that intense kiss, and holding you so close… with practically nothing on….

Lana: Okay, Okay - I get the picture - don’t start a fire, Clark. (He is blinking furiously again.)

Clark: It is hard to forget, Lana. So many times I want… (He stops and just looks deeply into her eyes.)

Lana: I know, Clark. So do I. Someday. When the time is right. I hope it will be… I know it will be… only you.

Their lips meet in a tender kiss, as they hold each other in a long embrace.

Clark: Only you, Lana. Only you.

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[rosewolfe87]

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[SVsleuth]

Thanks for trying EEE. rosewolfe beat you to the buffer. That's all for tonight -- err, this morning. Thanks for helping out, y'all. :)

[NYC300Z]

Really great update Svsleuth! Their date was so awesome! Clark revealed so much to Lana and they were so intimate! It was terrific! PPMS!!

[Cardinal]

Got to love the Clana! :)

Clark will be dead broke after that date, though.

[MOOman0618]

Originally posted by Cardinal
Clark will be dead broke after that date, though.

Seriously! How much to farm boys make anyhow? :)

Super update...sorry I wasn't around to buffer. Loved the wonderful Clana action. I think it's really funny how much Clark was struggling to not set anything on fire! I would imagine it would be pretty difficult under the circumstances.

[SVsleuth]

Originally posted by Cardinal
Got to love the Clana! :)

Clark will be dead broke after that date, though.

Hey, are you taking a sneak peek at my next chapter? That is mentioned there, & I didn't even post it yet.... Plan to do so a bit later today, though...

[4EverSmallville]

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[Cardinal]

I'm just psychic...or maybe that's psychotic! :p

Actually, I'm just being realistic. CK's allowance for working at the farm would only allow him a small savings account.

But if he's gonna blow it all, what better to blow it on than a first date with Lana?

[SVsleuth]

Are y'all ready for more? I know a lot of my readers haven't seen the last one yet, but I do have more ready. Anyone want it now?

[Cardinal]

MOO and I both want more and we want it right now! :D

[MOOman0618]

Even though I have already been spoken for...YES! I WANT MORE!!! :) :)

[SVsleuth]

ALTERNATE CLANA: Jinx - Part 5

Smallville High. Sunday. Chloe enters the Torch office wearing an expensive-looking pair of sunglasses, a new jacket, and carrying a couple of shopping bags. She puts the bags down on the desk and doesn't see that Mikhail is seated at the other desk behind her.

Mikhail: I like the new textbooks.

Chloe: (Startled, but pleased to see him.) Hi. Don't worry, I just took 10 percent off the top for fun. The rest of my winnings are tucked safely away for college tuition.

Mikhail: Hmm. Well, I'm glad that my tip paid off for you.

Chloe: (Putting her bags on the floor.) Are you kidding me? The game was awesome! I haven't had that much fun on a couch since Johnny Rosenblatt in fifth grade. I mean, all of those painted beer bellies and foam hands suddenly make sense when you have something riding on the game.

She turns on her computer.

Mikhail: Well, now, see? Why would you want to go and spoil all the fun by writing that article?

Chloe: Because it just keeps getting juicier by the minute.

Mikhail: Are you sure about that?

Chloe: What, are you going to do something to change my mind?

Mikhail walks up to her and stares at her flirtatiously.

Chloe: Nice try. You're very cute. But I already gave you anonymity, and it's going to press tonight.

Mikhail: (Walking closer.) But you're only just starting to scratch the surface and I can give you so much more dirt.

Chloe: You're just trying to stall the article, aren't you?

Mikhail: I don't think you understand me, Chloe. (Almost a whisper.) I always get what I want.

Chloe: (Jokingly.) On looks, apparently because your charm just ran out.

Chloe starts to walk past him.

Mikhail: Stop.

Chloe stops moving immediately, staring at him with surprise.

Mikhail: Kiss me.

Clearly against her will, Chloe kisses Mikhail slowly on the lips. He breaks the kiss and puts his mouth to her ear.

Mikhail: This is me asking you nicely. Now, you are going to drop that article whether you want to or not.

Mikhail steps away from Chloe and looks at her silently. She looks back at him with fear and confusion. He leaves the office.

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Late Sunday morning, Clark comes downstairs as he pulls on a shirt.

Martha: Good morning sleepyhead.

Clark: (smiling widely) Morning, Mom. (He pokes his head in the refrigerator, and pulls out some juice.)

Martha: So… umm… how’d it go?

Clark: What?

Martha: The date. How was it?

Clark: (beaming) She was super, Mom.

Martha: I see….. So it was worth spending practically every cent you’ve saved your entire life?

Clark: Most definitely!

Martha: (smiling) I’m happy for you, son.

They eat in silence for a few moments.

Martha: Clark, um, I don’t want to spoil your mood, but, um.., your father was wanting to know if you had spoken to the coach about not playing in the game Saturday night.

Clark’s expression changes and he looks away from her.

Clark: I’ll work something out. Gotta go, mom. See ya later.

Taking one last bite of toast, Clark grabs a football from the sofa, and heads out the door.

Martha sighs as she watches him go.

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In the barn, Clark is standing on the ground floor with a football in his hand. There are several more footballs sitting next to him on a table. He tosses the football at a tire swing that is hanging several feet away, and the football goes straight through the middle of the tire. He picks up another ball and repeats the process, making it through the tire again.

Then he walks to another table where there is a small lead box. He opens the box revealing a tiny piece of kryptonite. His head shakes slightly with the pain, but he fights it as he picks up the rock and holds it in his hand. He closes his fingers around it and walks slowly back to the footballs to pick up another one.
Holding the kryptonite in his left fist, he throws the football with his right hand, completely missing the tire. Martha enters behind him.

Martha: I've never seen you miss before. (Clark doesn't turn around.) I've also never seen you shrink away from responsibility, no matter how difficult.

Clark: You saw the look on those guys' faces. I couldn't let them down. I just thought I could find a way to play like everyone else.

Martha walks around him to see his face. She notices his clenched fist.

Martha: Clark. Open your hand.

Clark opens his hand and shows her the glowing kryptonite.

Martha: What are you doing? (She grabs the rock away from him.) You know how dangerous kryptonite is.

She puts it in the box and closes the lid.

Clark: Well, I always get better after it's gone. And so what if I'm playing sick? Other guys play injured. (He walks over to the tire swing and picks up the football from the ground.) And if Dad knows I don't have my abilities and I can't hurt anyone--

Martha: (Stern.) You are not taking meteor rocks out on that field. I know this is hard, but you can't make yourself sick.

Clark: And I can't quit, either.

Martha: Clark, the answer is no. You asked your father if we'd ever seen you trip before. Never. Not without kryptonite. I was so excited to see you get a chance to be like everyone else that I guess I forgot for a moment that you aren't. I didn't think anything of it when you tripped, but you've never had mishaps like other kids. (Clark turns to look at her.) Something happened to you out there, and if you really want to play in the game on Saturday, you need to find out what it was.

Clark nods. Martha touches his shoulder and smiles at him lovingly.

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Later in the day, Clark is in the Torch office. He is watching a videotape of the game from the other day. He rewinds it over and over and watches the part where he tripped. Chloe enters and Clark stands up as if to leave.

Chloe: It's all right, Clark. You can stay.

Clark: I thought you had some self-imposed restraining order against me. Does this mean you're talking to me again?

Chloe: No, this just means that I'm willing to take a chance on getting your Dr. Jekyll side today.

Clark: Yeah. Uh… Chloe, I’ve been meaning to talk to you about that. Look, I want to explain to you what happened last week. I’m just having a hard time figuring out how to go about it.

Chloe just looks at him skeptically, with raised eyebrows, waiting.

Clark: Chloe, you know that a lot of strange things happen in this town, so I guess this one actually fits right in.

Chloe: Stop beating around the bush, Clark. Just explain to me why you pretended to come on to me, and then just left me there with “Don’t you wish” ringing in my ears.

Clark is stunned upon hearing what Lionel did to Chloe. His face shows shock, which quickly turns to anger.

Clark: That bas###d! I’ll kill him!

Chloe is surprised at Clark’s reaction.

Chloe: Clark, who are you talking about?

Clark: (through clenched teeth) Lionel Luthor.

Chloe: Wait. Clark, what does Lionel have to do with what you did to me?

Clark: It wasn’t me, Chloe. It was him. It was Lionel.

Chloe: Back up a minute, Clark. What are you trying to say?

Clark: Chloe, I went to the prison and Lex was there with Lionel. Lionel had some sort of mythical stone which was rumored to have the power to transfer the souls of the two people who touch it at the same time. Lionel tried to touch Lex with it, but I got in the way. And before I knew it, I was in Lionel’s body, and he was in mine. He walked out free, & I was stuck in the penitentiary.

Chloe: Oh, my g--- Clark, are you serious? (Chloe’s mind is racing, remembering everything Lionel had said & done.) So that’s why he kept talking about what Lionel would do about me if he got out early. But, Clark, how did you switch back?

Clark: Well, I had a little help from my cellmate, & we lured Lionel back to the prison, where I tricked him and touched him again with the stone. Then I slipped out quickly. So, you see, Chloe, it really wasn’t me. Not a bit of me. (He walks over to Chloe and turns her to face him.) Chloe, you know I would never do something like that to you - don’t you? Your friendship is far too important to me.

Chloe looks up at him her eyes tearing.

Chloe: I thought I knew that - and I do know it again now, Clark. Thanks. (They embrace briefly.) Clark, while we’re on the subject of personality changes, um, there have been several other times in the past when you seemed to act totally out of character - Metropolis comes to mind - Clark, was that really you?

Clark: Chloe, um… I can’t fully explain to you what was going on then. But, the way I acted in Metroplois… well, it did come from somewhere inside of me, Chloe… but I can’t explain it to you fully.

Chloe: That’s okay, Clark. I can accept that.

Chloe then notices the paused video.

Chloe: (motioning toward the TV) What's up with the self flogging?

Clark: I'm watching the sports editor's tape of the game, trying to figure out what happened, but... It's like I had no control, like my mind was sending one message, but--

Chloe: But your body was getting another.

Clark: Yeah.

Chloe: It's Mikhail.

Clark: The foreign exchange kid? Mix-uh

Chloe: Mxyzptlk. Say that three times fast. He's our new resident puppet master. This is kind of embarrassing, but he… made me kiss him.

Clark: (Slightly doubtful.) Made you.

Chloe: Yeah. It was just like how you explained your trip. It was like someone else was controlling me.

Clark: Okay, but why would he want me to throw the game?

Chloe: Clark, he is the biggest bookie in the school. (She sits down at her computer.)

Clark: The power to control the odds.

Chloe: Let me do a search on his name.

Chloe types Mxyzptlk into the search engine. Nothing comes up.

Chloe: I guess I shouldn't be surprised that Mxyzptlk didn't bring anything up.

Clark: (Pointing to the screen.) What's that?

Under the search bar, it says "Did you mean Kltpzyxm?"

Chloe: It's Mikhail's name backwards.

She clicks Yes. A painting appears on the screen. In the background there is a burning village and to the left and the right are townspeople running around in distress. Down a pathway in the center of the painting walks a black cat.

Clark: It looks like a nursery rhyme gone bad.

Chloe: Yeah. (Reading.) It's some legend from the Piatore region in the Balkans. That's near where Mikhail's from.

Chloe stands up and goes to the other desk. Clark sits down at the computer.

Clark: It says the region has been terrorized for centuries by a bloodline of people who have-- who can control the hand of luck.

Chloe: It's not exactly luck if they're controlling people. What does it say about the backwards name?

Clark: The family changed their name a century ago and fled the area to escape the stigma after the village mysteriously burned to the ground.

Chloe: Looks like Mikhail's still running from his heritage. (She comes back to the computer.) It doesn't exactly say how to stop the kissing bandit, does it? (Noticing something on the screen.) Oh, here. According to the legend, the only thing that stopped them was a plague of locusts.

Clark: There may be one other force they didn't count on. Think about it. Who brought him here in the first place?

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Later that day. Lex is playing pool as he talks to Clark in his study.

Lex: You want me to deport a LuthorCorp exchange student?

Clark: Gambling on Crows games isn't a sanctioned extracurricular.

Lex: I'm surprised you care so much about some half-rate bookie. Or is there something else about Mikhail you're not telling me?

Clark: Lex, you sponsored him. I just thought you might want to do something about it.

Lex: Of course I'll look into it. But I'm surprised you didn't go to the principal first or Coach Teague. But then I can see how that could be more complicated than it sounds.

Clark: (Pause.) Why would it be more complicated?

Lex: Come on. I can't be the only one who's picked up on Jason’s fondness for Lana.

Clark: I’m not worried about that. Lana and I are solid.

Lex: You sure? Paris can have a magical effect on people; sometimes the enchantment has a funny way of lingering even after you're gone.

Clark: I know Lana. She's never been this serious about anyone else.

Lex: You sound awfully confident about that for someone who let her walk out of his life last year.

Clark: Yeah, I am. We’ve worked through a lot, Lex, and we’re together for good. We really love each other.

Lex: It's not about love, Clark. It's about what you're willing to do to keep it. On that field, you'll do whatever it takes to win. Are you really willing to do the same for Lana? If you’re not completely honest with her, it will never last. Remember that Clark.

Lex watches Clark for a response. Clark is careful to make no response that would indicate to Lex that he has confided everything to Lana.

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Lana is in her apartment above the Talon. There is a knock on the door. Thinking that it must be Clark, she eagerly dashes to the door and flings it open. To her surprise, she finds Jason standing there.

Lana: Jason. What are you doing here?

Jason: I wanted to ask you something, Lana. It’s about Clark.

Lana: About Clark. Concerning what? (She stays standing in the doorway, not inviting him in.)

Jason: I don’t want you to take this the wrong way, but… Lana, Coach Quigley suspects that Clark may be on performance enhancing drugs. Do you think there is a possibility that…

Lana: Clark on steroids? It's a little hard to picture.

Jason: It happens to a lot of guys. You want so badly to outperform everyone, before you know it, all you care about is winning, no matter what the cost.

Lana: Well, the answer is no. But, Jason, you're not responsible for Clark.

Jason: Actually, I am. Coach Quigley asked me to give him a drug test, and I never mentioned it to Clark, so I lied and said he came back clean.

Lana: Why would you do that?

Jason: I don't know. Because I believe in Clark. And because I didn't want to stir the waters with you. I didn’t want you to think that I was trying to get back at him, you know, for stealing you away from me.

Lana: You shouldn’t let your personal feelings interfere with your job, Jason. Clark doesn’t expect any special treatment.

Jason: So how do you explain his sudden rise to fame as a quarterback - and how he injured that other player last week?

Lana: I don’t know, Jason; but I’m certain he’s not on anything. I guess he just has a gift.

Jason: I know it's hard because you're so close to him, but are you sure you really know him?

Lana: Yes. I’m absolutely certain I’m right about him.

Jason: Okay. I’m trusting you on this, Lana. I’m gonna drop it, so as not to hurt Clark’s chances at a scholarship by rumors of suspicion floating around. You’d better be right.

Lana nods. Jason turns and makes his way down the stairs into the Talon.
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[Cardinal]

That second part was extremely cool!

I LOVED IT that Clark came clean with Chloe about the stone!

Lana's support of Clark was funny. Both guys thought she was writing Clark a 'blank check' when in reality she knows everything.

That line about Clark having a gift was priceless!

[MOOman0618]

YEA!! HE TOLD CHLOE THE TRUTH!! Well...parts of the truth. But at least it is behind them. Super update. Post more soon!

[SVsleuth]

I knew you guys would like the Chloe scene - actually, I got the idea to do it from some of the feedback when he explained things to Lana. So, you see, detailed feedback DOES improve the story. Thanks, guys!

[akuma]

NEED MORE!!!! This is an awesome story post more soon.
Like that Chloe knows some but not all of the truth and how Lana is able to cover up for Clark is great

[HP_DRAGON]

yay lots of updates this is so much better then season 4 PPMS

[linn]

love it...more please!

[NYC300Z]

yes it was great! Alt Clana scenes are always a joy to read!

[SVsleuth]

ALTERNATE CLANA: Jinx - Part 6

Lana shuts the door behind Jason and stands there thinking for a moment. She goes to her phone and dials Clark’s number. Clark is driving away from Lex’s when his cell phone rings. He sees that it is Lana calling.

Clark: Hi, Lana. I’m just on my way over to see you. What’s up?

Lana: Hi, Clark. Umm… if you’re coming over, then I’ll just talk to you when you get here, okay?

Clark: Okay. Is everything okay, Lana? You sound kind of worried.

Lana: I’m fine, Clark. See you in a bit. Bye.

Clark: Bye.
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Clark knocks on the door of Lana’s apartment. She opens the door & lets him in. He takes her into his arms and kisses her.

Lana: I had such a great time with you last night, Clark. I wish it never had to end.

Clark: Me too. But, we do have to go to school, and I do have a big game to prepare for on Saturday night.

They walk to the sofa and sit down together.

Lana: Are you going to play, Clark? Didn’t you say your dad wanted you to sit it out?

Clark: I can’t sit it out, Lana. The team is counting on me. I spent all morning trying to work out a way I could play - even using Kryptonite to weaken myself.

Lana: Clark! You can’t do that! It’s too dangerous for you!

Clark: That’s what my Mom said. And you’re both right. Mom said I should find out what happened to make me trip. I ended up talking to Chloe, and she says it’s Mikhail Myxi -- well, you know, that foreign exchange student. He seems to have some sort of ability to control the hand of luck. He demonstrated it on Chloe, & he evidently used it against me in the game last week.

Lana: Not to change the subject, but, does this mean that Chloe is speaking to you again?

Clark: Oh. Yeah, Lana. I explained the transference thing to her. I just told her that Lionel had a mysterious stone that had the power to transfer us. I never mentioned the Kryptonian symbols and all. That reminds me, Lana. Did I remember to tell you that Edgar - my cellmate - said that stone was found in a Mayan rain god statue, off the coast of Honduras? And that there is a Mayan legend that says that there are three stones, that when united will lead to a trove of knowledge beyond your wildest dreams. Remember those books you ordered, Lana? One of them had a lot of Mayan writing, that I couldn’t read, interspersed with some Kryptonian symbols, especially the symbol on your back - the same symbol on the transference stone. I’m guessing that the Mayan writing in that book told of that legend, and told where to find the stone. Lionel must have hired experts to read and interpret it for him - and to find the stone.

Lana: But why is Lionel Luthor so interested in those things?

Clark: He’s dying, Lana. I’m guessing that he was desperate for a cure, and hoped that this legendary “trove of knowledge” would lead him to a cure.

Lana: So you don’t think he suspects that the symbols are from another planet - or connected to you - do you?

Clark: I have no idea. Lana, when we were switched, he used my abilities. I don’t know what he remembers. I remember everything that happened while I was in his body - he may too, even if he denies it. So, I’ll have to keep an eye on him.

Lana: That reminds me - Clark, someone else is raising questions about you.

Clark: Who?

Lana: Jason. He stopped by this morning and…

Clark: Jason came here? Lana, he didn’t -

Lana: No, Clark. I didn’t let him in. But he was asking if I thought you could be on steroids.

Clark: He already told me Quigley was suspecting that. Why would they think that, Lana?

Lana: Clark, are you forgetting that “normal” for you is beyond what anyone else could get from use of steroids? Even when you are holding back your abilities as much as you are able, you are still going to outperform all those other guys.

Clark: So you think I have an unfair advantage on the field too.

Lana: (taking his hand in hers) I didn’t say it was an unfair advantage, Clark. But it is an advantage.

Clark: Maybe my Dad is right. Maybe I shouldn’t be playing at all. Maybe our team would never have made it to the championship game without unknowingly having a super powered alien on their team. I guess it’s not fair, and, in a way, I’m helping my team cheat their way into the playoffs.

Lana: Clark, don’t be so hard on yourself. You should have the right to be able to participate too.

Clark: Well, maybe I should just make sure our team doesn’t win at all.

Lana: I’m not so sure that’s the answer, Clark. But, what about Mikhail? If he’s using his abilities on you during the game, somebody could get hurt again. Then Coach Quigley will really be suspicious. Clark, Jason said he was supposed to have you do a drug test, but he didn’t ask you, and just told Quigley it came back clean. He didn’t want me to think he was just trying to get back at you for taking me away from him.

Clark: Well that was fortunate - because I certainly can’t take a drug test, Lana.

Lana: But, Clark, even Jason is getting curious now. He’s questioning how you are able to play the way you do.

Clark: What did you say?

Lana: I said I was certain you were not on drugs. I said I guess you just have a natural gift.

Clark smiles and hugs Lana.

Clark: That was perfect, Lana. Thanks. You’re the best.

He gives her a kiss, then stands up as if to leave.

Lana: You’re leaving already? You just got here.

Clark: Lana, you don’t want me starting fires again, do you? After last night, I’m sure it’s not wise for me to hang out here for a long time. Anyway, I’ve got some homework to finish for tomorrow. I’ve spent the whole weekend on you and on football, and haven’t cracked a book at all. (He walks toward the door.)

Lana: Well, I guess I’ll have to let you go, then. (Lana walks up behind him and slides her arms around his waist, leaning her head on his back as she tightens her grip on him.) But I do hope we can spend lots of time together this week. I hate being apart from you - it’s like - like a part of me is missing.

Clark grasps her arms and frees himself from her embrace, turning around to face her. He draws her into his arms and looks deeply into her eyes.

Clark: It’s like that for me too, Lana. I desire to be with you at every moment of every day.

Their eyes remain locked for a long moment, each of them reading so much in the eyes of the other, each of them longing for so much more. Slowly his head moves toward hers, and hers toward his, until their lips meet in a most tender yet meaningful kiss. She clings tightly to him, as she rests her head against his shoulder, her lips pressed now against his neck. Clark swallows hard, and holds her firmly, stroking her hair gently. He whispers in her ear.

Clark: Lana, I love you. I truly want to stay here with you. You know that. But… Lana, it is so hard to stick to our agreement. But I love you so much, that I will not spoil things for you - for us. (He kisses her head.) I’ve stayed too long already, Lana. I really must go. (He lifts her head with a hand on her chin, so as to see her face again. He smiles at her, then kisses her cheek, and releases his hold on her.) Good-night, Lana. See you at school tomorrow.

Lana: Good-night, Clark. I really do love you.

He smiles in response, then opens the door and heads down the stairs into the Talon. Lana watches him until he is out of sight, before closing the door and reluctantly turning her attention to her homework.

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buffer, please?

[spiceinator]

Okay....wow. Praise goes to SV. I have barely posted anything on K-Site in the last three days b/c I keep coming into this thread to read the story. I really LOVE this alternate season four. By putting that great element known as Clana into season four, you have vastly improved it. I really didn't like the episodes Devoted or Jinx when I first saw them, but now not only are they 1000 times better now, I think that Jinx would move upto my favorite episode with the new "date" scenes. If only season four had really aired this way. Well, I'll ad my shout to the rising chant of PPMS!!!

Edit: Another update added while I was posting. Must read now. :D

[SVsleuth]

(ALTERNATE CLANA: Jinx - Part 6 continued)

Meanwhile, Lex meets with Mikhail about the betting. Lex wants to know why Lionel brought him there. Mikhail proposes a bet.

Mikhail: How much do you believe in this quarterback friend of yours Clark Kent?

Lex: The championship game? (Mikhail nods.) What's the wager?

Mikhail: If the Crows lose, you arrange citizenship for me and one million dollars to start anew again.

Lex: (Putting his hands on Mikhail's shoulders.) And if the Crows win? I have a hard time believing you can cover that bet.

Mikhail: I can't. But the reason your father brought me here was far more valuable than just money.

Lex looks at Mikhail inquisitively.
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Clark enters the loft and puts down his schoolbooks, sitting down on the desk. Mikhail enters.

Mikhail: (Sarcastic.) Oh, look. A real live American football superhero.

Clark: What are you doing here?

Mikhail: I came here to thank you for ratting me out to Lex. It wasn't hard to figure out. I knew Chloe would squeal, just not to him. She's too proud. You seem to be the common denominator, so you forget games are my business. So if you don't know the players, you cannot guess the outcome.

Clark: I thought you'd be halfway back to the Village of the Damned by now.

Mikhail: (He smiles.) I'm not cursed, Clark. I am lucky. And on Saturday, the championship game, I'm going to be very lucky.

Clark: If you think I'm gonna throw that game for you--

Mikhail: If? When there is an "if" there are odds, and I always win the odds.

Clark opens his mouth to argue further.

Mikhail: Choke.

Clark's breath suddenly cuts off and he begins to choke, falling to his knees and holding his throat. Mikhail kneels next to him.

Mikhail: For example, the odds in the championship are based on your playing. If you don't go out on the field, then my profit margin takes an unfortunate turn.

Clark continues to gag silently. The veins in his forehead are starting to bulge with his lack of oxygen.

Mikhail: That is why you're not going to tell anyone else about me and you are going to be on that field... unless you want to see more of your buddies in the hospital.

Mikhail gets up to leave. Clark remains on the floor choking as Mikhail starts down the stairs. About halfway down, he turns back to Clark.

Mikhail: Breathe.

Clark is immediately able to breathe again. He takes several large gasps of air as Mikhail leaves.
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[akuma]

BUFFER!! Maybe?? Either way great updates!!!

[SVsleuth]

Thanks for the, evidently inadvertant, buffer, spicinator. I'm glad you're enjoying my story. It's fun to re-write Season 4. I'm having a blast! Did you catch part 6?

Thanks for trying to buffer, akuma. That's all I have ready tonight. Glad you like it.

[spiceinator]

I did catch part six. It was a nice suprise to hit the "submit reply" button and realize I'd helped you buffer and that there was a whole new update to read. :p

I'll check back soon for more updates.

[Cardinal]

Mmmmm...more Clana!

You keep putting those two into situations that test their resolve to keep Lana's dream alive...shame on you! :p

If you keep this up, they won't be able to make it. Eventually they will encounter a situation where neither one of them is having a strong day and there goes the dream. :\

[MOOman0618]

Great update! Love the happy Clana. Post more soon!

[NYC300Z]

yes this new season 4 is great! keep it up!:D

[dreammaster]

awesome chapters need another update

[SVsleuth]

ALTERNATE CLANA: Jinx - Part 7

Next day, Monday, at school. Lana is at her locker, when Clark comes up behind her, leaning around to kiss her on the cheek.

Clark: Good morning, beautiful.

Lana: Hey, Clark. Get your homework done?

Clark: Well, actually, I had an unexpected visitor, and after he left it was quite difficult to concentrate on homework.

Lana: Who was it?

(Lana shuts her locker and they walk down the hall together)

Clark: Mikhail. (lowering his voice) He threatened me.

Lana: (whispering as well) Clark, what could he do to you?

(They arrive at Lana’s classroom, stopping outside the door.)

Clark: Lana, he just said “Choke” and I couldn’t breathe. I felt like I was dying, when finally he said “Breathe” and I could breathe again.

The color drains from Lana’s face and she clutches his arm.

Lana: Are you okay?

Clark: Yeah. But it was really scary. I’m not used to being so vulnerable - not
without -

Lana: Shhh! I know. Well, be careful and stay away from him. We gotta get to class. We’ll talk later. Lana slips into her class just as the bell rings, and Clark dashes across the hall to his class, just in the nick of time as well.

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At lunch time, Clark goes to the Torch office.

Chloe: Hey, Clark.

Clark: Hey. Chloe, we’ve got to do something about Mikhail. He nearly choked me to death last night, and he threatened more if I don’t throw the game Saturday.

Chloe: Are you alright?

Clark: Yeah, but I’m not eager to encounter him again. It doesn’t look like Lex is going to get rid of him for us, so I hope we can come up with something else.

Chloe: I’m working on an idea, Clark. There may be a way to stop him.

Clark: Keep me posted. Thanks, Chloe. I gotta run.

Chloe: Meeting Lana, I presume?

Clark just grins and heads out of the office.

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In the lunch room, Clark sets his tray on a table beside Lana.

Lana: There you are. Thank God. I was starting to worry.

Clark: You can’t get rid of me that easily. Sorry I’m late. Just stopped in to see Chloe. She’s working on a plan to stop Mikhail.

Lana: Well I hope it’s a good one. Clark, I’ve been distracted all morning worrying about you. What if Mikhail does it again? (She looks up at him with fear in her eyes.) I don’t know what I’d do if something happened to you.

Clark: Shh - Lana, don’t worry. He won’t do anything before Saturday. He wants me to play in the game. He just wants me to make sure we lose.

Lana puts a hand to his face, stroking his cheek, pleading with her eyes.

Lana: Just, please, be very careful, Clark.

Clark grasps her hand in his and brings it to his lips.

Clark: I promise you, I will be as careful as I’ve ever been. It wasn’t fun being choked, so I don’t want a repeat of that either. We’ll work something out. We have to. (the bell rings) Wow, end of lunch already. I guess time flies when I’m with you. (They get up and empty their trays, then walk together out of the cafeteria.) I have practice after school all week, Lana, to prepare for the big game. So --

Lana: I know. I expected that, Clark. Just so long as we can at least have lunch together every day.

Clark: I’ll be here, Lana. You know I’ll find as much time as possible to spend with you. (He gives her a quick peck on the cheek as the bell rings again, and they dash off to their afternoon classes.)
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Saturday finally arrives, the day of the Championship game.

Chloe steps out of the Torch office with a file in her hands. She seems to be looking for someone. Clark comes up behind her wearing his letterman jacket. The hall is full of students.

Clark: Chloe.

Chloe: Hey.
Jason walks up.

Jason: Clark, warm up in 15 minutes.

He walks away. Chloe and Clark walk side by side as they talk.

Clark: I sure hope you had better luck with the locusts than I did with Lex.

Chloe: The last time I checked, they weren't selling biblical plagues on Amazon, but since every legend is born in the seed of truth, I did look up our favorite apocalyptic critters.

Clark: Besides eating crops in a single bound, what else can they do?

Chloe: (Handing the file to Clark.) Well, when locusts swarm, they emit an energy wave to avoid crashing into each other. Maybe Mikhail's commands operate on a similar frequency, you know, like a radio signal.

Clark: Or a dog whistle. The sound travels, but the human ear doesn't pick it up.

Chloe: Yeah. Now, what's interesting is that once locusts' signals are jammed, they can't fly anymore without running into each other. It's permanent.

Clark: Well, maybe all we have to do is find something that will jam Mikhail's frequency for good.

Chloe: I’m way ahead of you on that one, Clark. I’ve been working on it all week and I think I’ve found just the thing to do that. So now we just have to find him.

Clark: Well, in his quest for the great American dream, he's got a lot of bets riding on this game. He'll be here.

Chloe: Okay.

Clark: I gotta go. (He hands her the file.)

Chloe: Good luck.

Clark: Thanks.

Clark hurries off toward the locker room. As he turns a corner, he nearly runs into Lana.

Lana: Clark, I’ve been looking for you. Did you find Chloe? Do you think her plan will work? I’m so worried about you.

Clark: (holding onto her shoulders gently) Slow down, Lana. Yes, I found Chloe, and I hope her plan will work. Please, don’t worry about me. I’ll be fine. I love you. (He gives her a quick kiss.) I gotta run. Time for warm ups. (He turns to go toward the locker room.)

Lana: Clark - (He turns around again. Lana runs to him and hugs him tightly, kissing him several times on the lips.) I love you. Be careful - please. (She releases him.)

Clark nods, then turns and runs toward the locker room, knowing he’s cutting it very close.

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Clark sits alone in the dark boys' locker room. He is in deep concentration and we can hear the announcer of the game that is about to begin as the crowd cheers outside.

Announcer: Greetings, football fans, and welcome to the championship game between the Topeka Valley Huskies and your Smallville Crows!

Clark picks up his shoulder pads from where they are sitting next to him on the bench and puts them over his shoulders. He pulls the straps tight then tugs lightly on the shoulder pads to make sure they are secure. Then he stands up and goes to his locker, taking his shoes out of the locker and placing them on the bench next to his helmet.

After lacing up his shoes, he sits down on the bench and pulls his jersey down slowly over his head, staring forward with determination. He stands up again and looks toward the door, mentally preparing himself to go out onto the field.

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The other members of the team are running toward the field led by Coach Quigley. Jonathan is standing nearby waiting for Clark. Quigley shouts at the team energetically.

Quigley: All right, let's go! All right! Let's go, let's go! Come on, come on!

Clark finally comes into view and almost runs past Jonathan without seeing him.

Jonathan: Clark.

Clark turns around to face Jonathan as the rest of the team keeps running.

Jonathan: (Disappointed.) What are you doing?

Clark: You know what Mikhail said. He'd hurt those guys if I wasn't out there.

Jonathan: A bunch of 250-pound guys banging into each other on a football field is one thing. But getting hit by you is like getting run over by a freight train. It's a big difference, son.

Clark: I hope that doesn't happen. I think Chloe and I found a way to stop Mikhail.

Jonathan: Chloe and you think you've found a way to stop him? Well, I'm sorry, son. Thinking is not good enough.

Clark: Dad, I know you don't agree with me. But sometimes taking responsibility means having faith in yourself to make the hard choices.

Jonathan: And it also means being willing to accept the consequences.

Clark: Every handshake, every hug, every time I'm out on that field, I make a conscious decision to fall when those guys hit me so they don't get hurt. No matter how hard you try, you can't understand that. That's why it's my decision, not yours.

Jonathan is silent for a long moment. Then he takes a deep breath and smiles.

Jonathan: You're starting to sound more and more like your father.

Clark smiles in return.

Clark: I hope so, Dad.

Clark turns away and jogs toward the exit. Jonathan watches him go proudly.

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Near the football field, the cheerleaders are standing in two parallel rows facing each other and waving their pom-poms in the air as the crowd screams with excitement. The Crows run between the rows of cheerleaders and onto the field.

Announcer: Now taking the field, your Smallville Crows! Today's Crows captains are seniors Cameron Jiff, Jay Crozer, Austin Thompson, and Clark Kent!

Clark puts on his helmet as he runs onto the field.

Announcer: The Crows are undefeated in 13 contests this season. They are lead by third-year head coach Blaine Quigley. We'd like to thank today's sponsors the Smallville Ledger, LuthorCorp, D.D. Davenport's Autobody Shop, and Old Spice Red Zone.

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[akuma]

BUFFER!!

Hahaha just read it, 'old spice red zone' was hilarious!!!!:rotfl:

[SVsleuth]

ALTERNAE CLANA: Jinx - Part 8

Chloe is walking through the basement of the school. She walks into the sound control room which is full of electronic equipment. She is the only one in the room, and there is a window on the far wall from which we can see the football field.
Chloe looks around the room and finds what she is looking for; an electronic box with several cables connected to it. She puts her small briefcase down on top of the box and disconnects one of the cables. Then she opens her briefcase which has a transistor radio in it and connects a wire from the radio to the box. She turns on the radio and we hear a high-frequency pitch that gets higher and higher as Chloe turns up the dial.

Outside, the sound is projected from the loudspeakers, but it doesn't block out the sound of the announcer's voice. In the bleachers, Mikhail suddenly covers his ears as the frequency is obviously causing him pain. Nobody else notices the sound.

On the field, both teams are just breaking up their huddles as Jason and Coach Quigley watch anxiously on the sidelines. Lana watches from the stands, even more anxiously, as she also keeps one eye on Mikhail, nearby. The teams get into position facing each other with Clark standing behind another member of his team who is bent over and holding the ball.

Clark: Iowa 80! Iowa 80! Set! Hut! Hut!

The ball is passed to Clark and he backs up, preparing to throw it to another player.

Mikhail: Trip.

Clark is unaffected. He throws the ball to another Crow who catches it. The referee blows his whistle and the play ends.
Mikhail can still hear the frequency, and he covers his ears, confused and frustrated. Clark looks around, relieved that the play went well.
Chloe turns up the dial on the radio which increases the frequency, and Mikhail starts to squint against the pain. The players get into position again.

Clark: Iowa 80! Iowa 80! Set! Hut!

The ball is passed to Clark and the two teams charge at each other, colliding in the middle. Clark runs past another Crow and swiftly hands the ball to him. That player then starts his run toward the end of the field.

Mikhail: Fumble.

Again, there is no effect. The player continues his effortless run toward his goal. He even leaps over a fallen player from the other team without breaking rhythm. As he is nearing the end of the field, he decreases his speed happily, knowing that he is going to make it.

Announcer: Touchdown!

The Crows cheer, as does the crowd.

Clark: Yeah!

Coach Quigley claps and shouts enthusiastically.

A shot of the scoreboard shows that the score is Crows 7 and Huskies 0.

The game continues, as the Crows continue to do well. Lana notices Mikhail staring downward in the bleachers, looking defeated. As the game continues, she sees that
Mikhail is becoming more aggravated.

The scoreboard shows that the Crows have 17 and Huskies 21.

Chloe is still in the sound room holding the transistor radio. In the bleachers, Mikhail touches his ears, then looks at his hands and sees blood on his fingers. He looks around and realizes that the frequency is coming from the loudspeaker. He gets up from his seat and walks away. Lana is watching him, and becomes concerned. She hopes Chloe knows what she is doing, and won’t be in danger. She pulls out her cell phone and dials Chole’s number, wanting to warn her. Chloe doesn’t answer. Lana sees Mikhail heading toward the basement. She gets up and follows him, to see where he is going.

Mikhail is making his way through the basement of the school toward the sound room holding his ears. He gets there and finds Chloe holding the radio. She looks up at him, startled.

Mikhail: Fancy toy!

He rips the wire out of the radio and the noise stops. Chloe pulls back her arm as if to punch Mikhail in the face.

Mikhail: Stop.

Chloe punches him.

Chloe: Looks like someone's been broken. Kind of sucks when you have to play fair, doesn't it?

Mikhail grabs her by the coat furiously and pushes her against the wall.

Mikhail: Yes, well, in my country, you do not survive if you cannot adapt to the unexpected.

He pulls out a switchblade and pops it open next to Chloe's face. She stares at the knife, frightened.

After tying Chloe up, Mikhail runs quickly down the hall. As he turns a corner, he runs right into Lana knocking her down. He grabs her roughly by the arm and yanks her to her feet.

Mikhail: Well, well. What have we here? The girlfriend will up the stakes, now won’t she?

Lana struggles to free herself, but Mikhail pulls her down the hall and ties her up next to Chloe.

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Jason is taking a deep breath on the side of the field as the clock ticks down from 20 seconds to 19.

On the field, a group of Crows takes down a Husky with the ball.

Announcer: The Crows regain possession!

Jason becomes excited and sends the Crows sitting on the bench out onto the field as the crowd applauds.

Announcer: The Crows immediately call their last time out.

Clark is standing near the edge of the field and Mikhail is standing behind him.

Mikhail: Clark.

Clark turns around and walks to him.

Clark: What are you doing here?

Mikhail: (Holding up Chloe's press pass.) Here's how the last play in my game works. If the Crows score another touchdown, Chloe's dead. If you don't go back out on the field right now and lose the game, Chloe's dead. Oh, and your little girlfriend as well.

Clark: Lana? (He scans the stands, looking for her, where she had been sitting. She is gone.)

Mikhail walks away as Jason walks up to Clark. Clark listens to Jason but his expression is distant and worried.

Jason: Kent. Let's go. (Putting his hand on Clark's shoulder.) All right. We're gonna do an ace back Montana post. This is it. This is for the title.

Jason pats Clark on the shoulder and Clark runs out onto the field.

Announcer: The Crows have first and ten on the 50-yard line. Five seconds remaining on the clock. Smallville has time for one more play. The season all comes down to this.

As the announcer is speaking, the team huddles are breaking up.

Clark: All right, guys, let's do it!

They all clap their hands once and run out to the middle of the field and get into position, hunched down across from the other team.

Clark: Blue 32!

Martha and Jonathan watch nervously.

Clark: Blue 32!

Clark looks at the bottom of the bleachers and uses his X-ray vision to look through the concrete wall. He sees Mikhail holding Lana by the hair as he holds the knife near her throat, and Chloe tied up nearby.

Clark: Set! Hut!

As the time ticks down from 5 to 4 seconds, the ball is passed to Clark and he runs backward as the rest of the two teams run at each other. Another Crow is already running in the opposite direction, waiting for Clark to throw him the ball. Clark throws the ball high into the air toward the other player and the entire crowd is riveted. Jason and Coach Quigley are completely silent as they watch the ball fly through the air.

A Husky runs to Clark, about to tackle him, and Clark suddenly goes into super speed and runs off the field. He runs into the basement of the school where past two janitors in the process of mopping and sweeping the floor, but they can’t see him. Clark takes off his helmet as he runs toward the sound control room where he finds Mikhail with Lana and Chloe.

Lana's hands are handcuffed together and she holds them up in front of her trying to ward Mikhail off. Mikhail is holding the knife pointed at her as if about to stab her. Clark slaps the knife out of Mikhail's hand and pushes him away from Lana. Then he rips the chain off of Lana's handcuffs, then Chloe‘s. Clark puts on his helmet as he runs in superspeed out of the sound room and back onto the field.

He gets in front of the Husky who was just about to tackle him and he goes back into normal speed, raising his arm into the air as if he had just thrown the ball. The Husky knocks into Clark's chest, and Clark allows himself to be taken down.
In the sound room, the momentum of Clark's push sends Mikhail flying backwards and crashing into the wall. Chloe looks over at him, unsure of what has just happened. Lana smiles knowingly.

On the field, the Crow that Clark threw the ball to is still running toward the goal post with his neck craned up to see the ball coming toward him. Jason mouths the words "Come on" and Martha and Jonathan watch the football coming toward the earth.

The Crow jumps into the air and reaches out, catching the football and then falling to the ground just as the clock reaches 0.

Announcer: Touchdown! The Crows win! Can you believe that?!

Martha and Jonathan scream with joy. Jason throws his arms into the air. The roar of the crowd is deafening. The Crow who caught the ball gets back to his feet and holds the ball high above his head.

Announcer: Clark Kent makes another unbelievable play!

In the sound control room, Chloe looks down at the broken chain of her handcuffs, then over at Mikhail who is unconscious on the floor. She cannot figure out what has happened. Lana feigns surprise as well.

Clark is still lying on the field after being tackled. Another member of his team takes his hand and helps him to his feet and holds Clark's head to his own in a half hug as he laughs hysterically.

Player: Yeah!!! Come on, man! We'll miss the party! Ow! Whoo!

He pulls a smiling Clark toward the other players. Martha and Jonathan hug ecstatically. The players and cheerleaders all converge at the end of the field and lift Clark onto their shoulders.

Clark: Yeah! Whoo!
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to be continued, later or tomorrow)

[akuma]

BUFFER!!

Well that was amazing update, my 2nd buffer was useless, but still they were great updates, cant wait for more!!
Also really liked that Lana was much more involved in the entire episode, another fantastic rewrite SV!!

[spiceinator]

Great update. I love how Lana is so much more involved this season. It'll make things really interesting now. For one, I can't wait to see how Spell is changed. Also, Scare is also coming up and I want to see how Lana and Clark's worst fears have changed since the eppy.

[akuma]

Just saw on Clubhouse if ANYONE begs for update tonight we can have one so here i am BEGGING FOR AN UPDATE!!!

[SmallvilleMan]

i'm not above begging either:D

[SVsleuth]

(This is especially for akuma and SmallvilleMan, who weren't above begging... AND because no one else seems to be updating tonight. - ENJOY!)

ALTERNATE CLANA: JINX - Part 9

As soon as Clark can get away from the cheering team and fans he dashes back to the sound room. He makes sure Mikhail is bound tightly, then calls the police to arrest Mikhail. He then goes in search of Lana and Chloe.

Meanwhile, Lana and Chloe are searching for him throughout the crowd. They get separated from each other as they look for him.

Clark scans the crowd, looking for Lana. Finally he spots her and makes his way to her through the crowd, getting interrupted multiple times by fans offering him their congratulations. When he gets close he calls out to her.

Clark: Lana! Lana!

Lana turns, and is relieved to see him. She pushes her way to him through the crowd and collapses into his arms.

Clark enfolds her in his arms, with the crowd pushing on all sides.

Clark: Lana. Lana, are you alright? When I saw that knife….

Lana: I’m okay, Clark - thanks to you. Yeah, now that you’re here, I’m alright. Hold me, Clark.

Clark tightens his hold on her, hugging her close.

Clark: Lets get out of this crowd.

He grabs her hand and leads her through the crowd and out to the parking lot. People are walking this way and that in search of their cars.

Clark and Lana stop beside his truck, where Clark again enfolds her in his arms, kissing the top of her head, oblivious to the passers by.

Clark: Oh, Lana, I was so afraid I wouldn’t be fast enough to get to you. I don’t think I’ve ever run faster in my entire life. If he had hurt you…

Lana: But he didn’t, Clark. You made it in time. You always do.

Clark: Lana, I’ve always been afraid something like this would happen. That’s why I kept everything from you for all those years. I was so afraid that someone would threaten you to get to me. Lana, I never wanted to put you in danger.

Lana: Clark, whether or not I knew your secret, they could choose to use me to get to you - just because they know I’m important to you. Don’t ever regret telling me, Clark.

Clark: But, Lana, because I’ve told you, we have grown so much closer. Everyone knows how very special you are to me. And that does put you in danger. I never meant for that to happen. The more I love you, the more I endanger you.

Lana: Clark, stop it. Look at me. (She reaches out a hand to caress his face.) I love you. And I wouldn’t change one thing between us - danger or not.

Clark takes her hand from his face, and kisses it.

Clark: Lana, how did you get to be so strong?

Lana: I draw my strength from you, Clark - from your love.

They embrace again, Clark resting his chin upon her head, Lana leaning her head against his heart. They remain in each other’s arms for a time, neither wanting the embrace to end. Lana eventually tips her head up to look at Clark. He turns his eyes to hers then leans in to kiss her soft lips. They gaze again into each other’s eyes, as Clark strokes Lana’s silky hair. He pulls her again to his chest, holding her gently.

Lana: Clark, I always feel so safe in your arms, so secure, so loved. (She looks up at him.) Thanks.

He smiles.

Clark: I love having you in my arms, Lana.

A group of Clark’s team members is loudly making their way out to their cars. One of them spots Clark, and yells out to him.

Guy: Hey, Clark! Woo-hoo! Great game, man! It’s party time! Meet us at the Talon for the big celebration! Woo-hoo! We’re number 1! We’re number one!

The other players join in the chant, and several of them slap Clark on the back as they pass by. Clark grins and waves, then looks back to Lana.

Clark: Where to? You want to go to the party, or somewhere else? I don’t care where we go, just as long as I’m with you.

Lana: Well, as much as I’d love to keep you all to myself, I think the championship quarterback must show his face at the victory party. So, off to the Talon it is.

Clark: I hate all the attention and the crowds, Lana. I’d rather celebrate just with you.

Lana: And where and how do you propose we do that?

Clark: Good point. Well, I guess I should at least show my face at the party. Come on. (He opens the door of the truck, and helps Lana in.)

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At the Talon, Clark is the center of attention. Players and cheerleaders pull him away from Lana more times than he can endure, as they celebrate the victory. Finally, Clark grabs Lana’s hand and pulls her into the old theater section of the Talon, which has yet to be re-opened. They take seats in the last row, and Clark takes her hand in his. It is very dark.

Lana: Clark, what are we doing in here in the dark?

Clark: I’m sorry, Lana. I just couldn’t take being the center of attention for another moment. I needed some peace and quiet.

He slouches down so as to rest his head on the back of the seat, putting his feet up on the back of the seat in front of him. He exhales heavily. Lana laughs.

Clark: What’s funny?

Lana: You. (She leans over and kisses him quickly.) You’re really tired, aren’t you? (She brushes his hair off of his forehead.)

Clark: Yeah. I guess I am. Playing that whole exciting game, and adding to that the emotional roller coaster Mikhail put me on, worrying about you and all. I’m emotionally exhausted, even more than physically.

Lana continues to stroke his forehead in silence. Soon he has fallen asleep. Lana smiles to herself as she watches him, sleeping in the theater seat. She enjoys watching him for quite a while. After a time, Lana tries to get more comfortable in her own seat, and lays her head gently on Clark’s chest, enjoying the sound of his strong heart beat and the steady rhythm of his breathing. These soon lull her to sleep as well.

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Martha finally gets everyone out of the Talon so she and her staff can clean up after the party. She wonders where Clark disappeared to. She guesses he left to avoid being the center of attention. He never did like that. When the cleanup is finished, she locks up and heads home.

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Back at the Talon theater, Clark begins to snore, which startles Lana awake. It takes her several minutes to orient herself as to her whereabouts, then, seeing Clark stretched out, she remembers.

Lana: Clark - Clark. (She shakes him gently.)

Clark stirs, and opens his eyes, seeing Lana.

Clark: Lana? Where are we?

Lana: In the Talon theater. Remember, you were trying to escape your adoring fans.

Clark pulls his feet down and sits up.

Clark: Right.

Lana: You fell asleep, Clark. And apparently, so did I. I’m guessing it’s past time for you to be home by now. I don’t hear any more noise from the Talon.

Clark listens. Everything is completely silent. He stands up, then pulls Lana up too.

Clark: We’d better go.

They exit the theater, and taking Lana’s hand, Clark leads her up the stairs to the door of her apartment.

Clark: I’ll say good-night here, Lana. (He takes her into his arms and kisses her gently.) See you tomorrow? (Lana nods.) I’m so glad you’re okay, Lana. Thanks for spending the evening with me - even if we were asleep.

Lana: I enjoyed watching you sleep. You looked so peaceful - like for a while, the weight of the world had dropped off of your shoulders. I love to see you like that.
(She gives him another small kiss.) Good-night, Clark. Sweet dreams.

She turns to open the door of her apartment.

Clark: Good-night, Lana. My dreams will be sweet - because they’re always of you.

He makes his way, smiling, down the stairs. Lana watches from the landing, until he is completely out of her sight. Then, she enters her apartment, feeling she is the happiest woman alive.

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[SmallvilleMan]

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[SVsleuth]

(ALTERNATE CLANA: JINX - Part 9 continued)

At the Kent farm Jonathan and Martha are in the kitchen. Jonathan is holding a tray of tea and Martha puts a note next to a plate of cookies and a glass of milk on the counter. Clark enters in his letterman jacket and smiles when he sees the cookies.

Jonathan: Oh, looks like championship quarterbacks no longer have a curfew, huh?

Clark: (His smile fades.) I'm late. Sorry.

Martha: (Quietly.) Jonathan.

Jonathan: Clark. Your mother and I know that Mikhail was arrested. Now, when I was out on that same field, all I had to worry about was making the next first down or whether or not I was gonna get tackled. But we're very proud of you.

Martha: For everything.

Clark smiles again.

Martha: (To Jonathan.) Hey, you. Come on. (To Clark.) Good night.

Jonathan: Good night.

Jonathan and Martha leave the room as Chloe knocks on the door and enters.

Chloe: I hear you're quite the hero tonight, Clark Kent.

Clark: Yeah, well, if it wasn't for you, we wouldn't have won the game.

Chloe: Yeah, well, you can thank Uncle Sam for that. (Clark doesn't understand.) My Uncle Sam. It's amazing the access a three-star general has to cool toys. And you never know when a jamming device for stealth fighters will come in handy at a football game.

Clark: Because of that jamming device, Mikhail can't control anyone anymore.

Chloe: Awesome. (She sits on the counter.) But what I don't understand is how Lana and I miraculously came untied.

Clark: (Avoiding the subject.) And what I don't understand is how you get sucked into anything besides anonymous tips.

Chloe: Well, we all have our weaknesses, I guess. Except for you of course.

Chloe and Clark look at each other silently.

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Metropolis, the next day. Lex and Mikhail stand outside an elevator door in the LuthorCorp building.

Lex: I think you'll find your new accommodations a lot more comfortable than the county lockup.

The elevator opens and they step inside.

Mikhail: And, uh, where are you taking me?

Lex: Don't worry.

Lex holds his LuthorCorp identification badge in front of a screen on the wall, and a small square appears on the screen. Lex presses his thumb to the square so that the computer can identify his thumbprint. The print is accepted and the screen says "Lex Luthor."

Lex: You're gonna have a lot of company. (The elevator starts to ascend.)

Mikhail: I'm not worried. I have the feeling I can learn a lot from you. But I'm just sorry we can't make good on our agreement.

Lex: (He laughs.) You underestimate the value of my winnings.

Mikhail: I told you, Mr. Luthor. I've lost my talent.

Lex: Mikhail, if there's one thing I've learned, it's that anything lost can be found again.

Mikhail: If you knew I had a special talent, then why did you bet against me?

Lex: I didn't. I bet on Clark Kent.

The elevator stops on the floor 33.1 and the door slides open. They step off the elevator and Mikhail looks around slowly in awe.

Lex: Like I said. You're not alone.

Mikhail nods slowly.

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Smallville High, Monday morning. In the hallway, Lana is at her locker. Clark walks over to her.

Clark: Lana. Hey, guess what? Metropolis University offered me a scholarship.

Lana: (Enthusiastically.) That's great, Clark!

Clark: One of the scouts Coach Teague called saw me in the game. I wanted to thank him for trusting me. Have you seen him?

Lana: (Shutting her locker.) No, I just got here. Let’s go find him.

Lana takes Clark’s hand as they walk down the hall toward Jason’s office to tell him the good news.

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END of Alt. Jinx

Thanks for the buffer SVM. akuma, sorry I was a little slow with the update. While I was posting it for you, you logged off! Hope you get to read it soon. - SV) :)

[linn]

that was great ppms!

[HP_DRAGON]

That was fantastic ppms

[NYC300Z]

yes the quadrouple(sp?) update! So much happened! Love the added Clana like always!!

PPMS!!

[Cardinal]

I read part 6 earlier and posted. Had I known more was coming I might have stayed up to read and buffer and beg for more! :p

I'm now curious (jumping way ahead here) to see what you'll do when Alicia gets out of Belle Reve. That will require a major rewriting.

[dreammaster]

another awesome chapter

[SVsleuth]

Originally posted by Cardinal
I'm now curious (jumping way ahead here) to see what you'll do when Alicia gets out of Belle Reve. That will require a major rewriting.

Yes, it will. I'm pondering already....maybe she just doesn't get out?... maybe I just skip that episode?... maybe she puts RedK on Clark & he goes after Lana???? :eek: Uh-oh!!!

Also, take note that Jason did not lose his job at SVHigh, so that also could lead to major changes.....

NOTE: I'll be updating HIDDEN & CLANA JOURNALS again before continuing with ALT. CLANA. Won't be today - my sister will be visiting.

[Cardinal]

Aw, shucks! :(

[spiceinator]

Thanks for the updates. Great new Clana moments abound. Hopefully more will be waiting for me when I get back. I have to go to Las Vegas for a week for work and won't have access to a PC. How will I ever survive? :(

Anyway, I'll check back later for more updates here and in the Clana journals.

[akuma]

Awesome, updates specially for me?? I feel so good!! They were great!!

[MOOman0618]

Super updates! I am excited to see what you do for Spell now that they are actually together! Isobel is a tinsy bit more aggressive than Lana is!! heehee Post more soon.

[akuma]

U SV get my 200th post becuase u posted an update for me just becuase i begged, looking forward to some more happy Clana!!

[SVsleuth]

Originally posted by akuma
U SV get my 200th post becuase u posted an update for me just becuase i begged, looking forward to some more happy Clana!!

Awwwww! That's sweet! Congratlations on your 200th post, akuma. Glad you're enjoying the story. I'm working on the next chapter of HIDDEN right now, so won't be updating here for a while yet.

[akuma]

Thats ok, i really like HIDDEN too so i can handle the waiting!

[SuperNes]

:eek: first to chapters! Yeah!!! Nice work!!

[SVsleuth]

Welcome to my thread Nes! Glad you're liking it.

[akuma]

Well the clana journals and hidden have been updated, so when can we expect alt. spell to begin SV?

[SVsleuth]

Originally posted by akuma
Well the clana journals and hidden have been updated, so when can we expect alt. spell to begin SV?

Not yet. I'm going to finish posting SPELL on Clana Journals later tonight. After that, I will do more of Hidden before coming back to Alt. Spell - sorry. But I have a lot of thinking to do to get that one right, so it will take me a while. Lana knowing everything already, & Jason NOT losing his job changes the implications of everything for that episode. So, eventually I'll get to it. But hopefully, it won't take forever.

[NYC300Z]

cool! can't wait!

[binkys711]

FINALLY! THANK GOODNESS! GEEZ! I was all the way backed up to page 20! phew! I finally caught up! and wowzers! Their date was soo beautiful! I loved the way you changed up the whole clana romance! It's so cute! your doinga a great job! you've really been updating a lot! that's great! now...PPMS!!!:D

[Dr. Jeckyll]

Ah, I just caught up. I left off at Alt. Run so it was a lot of good reading. Even though season 5 is running, this story is so fascinating. You're doing a great job in rewriting so much. And your flashbacks are GREAT. Each time I read them I totally imagine the scenes in my head. I just wish Smallville would do them too (especially now that Chloe knows). He sure could have explained a lot to her. PPMS!

[akuma]

So any chance an update is coming soon, perhaps tonight, on any of ur threads??

[SVsleuth]

Thanks for doing the marathon reading to catch up, binks & Dr J. I did go on a writing spree when I got my own laptop to be shared with NO ONE! (YES!)

Sorry, akuma, no updates from me today. I've been all caught up in Nessie's fic & also in reading a great novel on the side to help out a writer friend... I might have to take a few days off from writing. I have a lot going on this week, especially Mon, Tues & Wed. - & then there's Smallville on Thursday. But maybe I'll have time for some early morning or late night writing - we'll see.

[akuma]

Fine fine fine, ill forgive u for no updates for a couple of days if u have extra long update soon!!:D

Thats nice of u to help ur writer friend, just thought id throw that out there!

[MOOman0618]

So we have to wait till the end of the week for an update!?!? I am going to have learn some serious patients for somewhere.

[SVsleuth]

I'm not sure I'll get to this thread any time soon. I hope to update HIDDEN this week, though. But you can check out the edits I made to post #339 on page 23, about THE MAP (The Map) (You can only see the kryptonian font if you have downloaded it on your own PC & put it in your fonts folder: C:Windows/fonts

You can download the font here: http://theages.superman.ws/History/VersionV/kryptonian.php

THANK YOU FOR YOUR PATIENCE (Thank you for your patience)

[NYC300Z]

:lol: no problem can't wait!:D

[superman_lives_on]

Originally posted by NYC300Z
:lol: no problem can't wait!:D

Doesn't look like we have much choice...

Oh, right. Just for the record, I've been a silent reader of the Clana thread for a while now, and I recently decided to register so that, among other things, I could say how much I enjoy many of these fics. I do hope this one gets updated soon--it'll be great to see how the later episodes (Maybe even the ones in Season 5? Just a thought.) are affected by these nifty changes.

In short--PPMS, SVsleuth!:)

[Dr. Jeckyll]

Hi, and welcome superman_lives_on! Great to see new clana-addicts :D And I share your wise thoughts. PPMS SV! I hope we get an update before sunday.