DJ
First of all, I'm so excited that you posted! Though my only complaint is that it is not long enough! I might have to punish you again.
Okay, if any of my medical info on the biopsy or slides or cleansing of the wound... or any of that... is incorrect, blame me. Sue gave me a crash course in it and I did the best I could without 'weighing the story down' with too much medical information. Hopefully she can tell me later if I got it right. <g>
I'm a nurse and your medical jargon seemed pretty accurate to me. I am an OR nurse and we do I&D's all of the time where the wound is washed out and debrided of bad tissue usually infected and the debriding revascularizes the tissue to that it is alive and heals better.
But what could he say? Lois, move in with me?
Even if he thought she would agree to it – which he wasn’t sure about - he wouldn’t ask her. Clark had been raised in a traditional family and he was fairly sure his parents would frown on him asking his girlfriend to live with him, especially since neither his parents nor Lois knew what his future plans were.
Future plans...
I too was brought up to not live together unless you're married but in this case...tell her Clark! She needs to be there to take care of him or at least that's the excuse I'm using.
“Hello?” Clark’s sleepy voice answered.
“Clark? Oh, I’m sorry. I woke you, didn’t I? I shouldn’t have called...”
“Lois?” Clark was instantly concerned. Something must be wrong. “No, it’s okay. Is everything all right?”
Suddenly, she felt ridiculous. “Yes, everything’s fine. I...” She what? Just wanted to hear his voice? Wished that she could come back over and stay the night on his couch even when she had her own bed to sleep in? “I just wanted to say goodnight.”
“Oh.” Clark sighed inwardly. Her voice sounded as lonely as he felt, but he was sure he was probably imagining it. “Well, goodnight, Lois. I’m sure you’ll sleep better in your own bed...”
“Yeah. I mean your couch is comfortable...”
“But it’s not a bed,” he finished for her.
“No.” She bit her lip. “It’s not a bed.” She shook her head inwardly. What was she doing? She needed to let the poor guy get some sleep. “Well, I guess I’ll see you tomorrow. G’night, Clark.”
“Lois, I...” Clark ran a hand through his hair in frustration. No, there would be other times... He sighed before continuing, “G’night.”
And Lois is wanting to be with him. Why didn't she just get up and go to his house. If they have their own apartments, technicaly the don't live together, right?
And yes, she is as lonely as you feel, Clark.
In some ways he’d be glad to have Lois along, but it would mean that he wouldn’t be able to run the errand he had planned... Clark sighed again. He obviously hadn’t thought this through very well.
But it was okay. He’d just have to be patient. He could run the errand a little later today.
What errend, DJ? Give! Especially since Clark mentioned future plans that are unbeknown to everyone, I'm guessing that he will buy Lois an engagement ring. Will he propose in the next part?
Clark nodded at him and his palms begin to sweat. He felt Lois grab hold of his hand once again and when he looked up into her face, she smiled reassuringly at him.
Lois is still Clark's rock and he looks to her for comfort and support. Her being there with him is like a security blanket for Clark. She has the power to calm him.
“Okay, then,” Klein said nervously, picking his clipboard up again and making more notes in it. “After I get done cleaning the wound, I’ll give you another injection of antibiotics. You’ll be sore when the anesthetic wears off, but with the Kryptonite removed and the wound cleansed, you should start to feel better soon.” He set the clipboard down and looked up at them awkwardly. “I don’t know if you have a place to stay, um nearby, but I would suggest that you rest for the remainder of the day. Don’t do anything too strenuous. In fact, it would be better if you took it easy for the next several days.”
“Don’t worry, Dr. Klein,” Lois assured him. “I’ll make sure of that.”
Here is your reason for Lois to stay with Clark; doctor's orders. Lois getting an apartment was just a waste of money.
Okay...you done kinda good but you still left us in the dark. I don't know why we keep coming back for more. Okay, it's because you're an awesome writer and you have that power over us...and I hate you for it!
Seriously, well done DJ. I am simply holding my breath for the next chapter. You don't want me to suffocate, do you?
~Sheila
