He heard a whoosh sound, and a cool breeze blew into the room, causing him to force open his reluctant eyes.
So Lois went outside to out manover the guards?
There standing before him in the darkened room was the woman from the drawing. Meena.
So far he is essentially 100% correct.
Her hair was a bit longer, and windblown, and her cheeks flushed from the cold, but she was every bit as beautiful as he had hoped, despite the fact that she wasn’t wearing her uniform.
Signs that he is probably not dreaming.
He didn’t move. He didn’t even want to blink. A part of him was afraid if he breathed she would disappear, or he would wake from this dream.
Somehow I don't think this is a dream.
Clark:It is clearly a dream come true.
She was wearing a pair of slacks, a white blouse, a vest, and a maroon business jacket. Maybe she was an environmentalist after all, or perhaps it was her day job.
why does he only ever want to make love when we are in extremely difficult situations, likely to get interrupted any time. He could have done it in the Honeymoon suite, or when I was seducing him with my red and blue outfit, but no, he wants to do it now or when we are in a supply closet.
He couldn’t imagine ever not wanting to do that. “Yes, please. I hear it’s the best cure for being cold.”
Somehow I think it is not part of approved nurse practice though.
“Yes, the nurses were talking about it earlier, when I arrived in the E.R.”
Was Mindy there?
“Are you feeling cold now, Chuck?” she asked, laying her entire hand on his stomach.
“Actually, no,” he answered.
Clark, you arn't supposed to tell her the truth about this.
His eyes widened, and he sputtered his reply, “Don’t let anything I say stop you from making love to me, if that’s what you really want to do, Meena.”
One thing is for sure. None of Clark's dialogue so far would make Lois suspect he does not know her name.
His hands skimmed down her neck to her shoulders, where he pushed her jacket off.
He is really enjoying himself.
She pushed herself to a sitting position, next to him on the bed, and unbuttoned her vest, and tossing it off as well.
I think it should be "and tossed it off" to fit with the unbuttoned in the previous line.
He nodded. “A bit of both,” he replied honestly. How could he ever lie to such a woman?
Lois:
he will stop lieing to me.
He had no idea how she could help him. He heard the ka-thunk of her shoes hitting the floor, and then gulped as he heard her unfasten the belt at the waist of her pants.
This seems quite daring for a hospital room where a policeman or the nurse might interrupt at any moment.
She leaned over and pulled the heart rate monitor gauge from his index finger. “No heart attacks,” she told him.
I am surprised she did not do that sooner.
A few moments later, her shirt was unbuttoned to reveal a white lacy bra with a front clasp. Two seconds later, he pushed both articles of clothing from her shoulders, but he had lost the power of speech again. Luckily, his hands and mouth didn’t need words to express how he felt.
Well, it seems that Wells' theory about the curse is about to be tested.
Clark jerked upright. The heat and pleasure that had overtaken his body, causing it to spasm, had been overpowering. He blinked his eyes in the bright light. He must have dislodged his sunglasses while he slept, because they were tilted on his face, letting in the light.
so was it all a dream? All real? Some a dream, so,e real?
Did perky nurse Michelle have to come at this exact moment? When he was at the best part of his dream?
At least some of what he experiences I am sure was a dream. Ah, I was so hoping Wells' would be disproved. Hmm, although maybe Lois could convince him that it did happen, hmmm.
He groaned in disappointment that Meena hadn’t still been in his arms upon waking.
That does sound like a very heavy disappointment.
He could still feel her, rubbing his body with her hands and warming him with her mere touch.
I think though she had been here.
It had felt so real, her skin soft, and her lips fiery hot. He hoped Meena was real, was his and real.
Well, fortunantly for him, even if he dreamed the entire interaction with her, she really does exist, and really does love him.
Perhaps they had made love before,
Lois:Only in my dreams.
and he was just remembering it.
That would be a good sign.
Maybe they would do so again.
Well, there is hope for this. Well, except it is not possible to do "again" what you have not done, but still. Although if he regains his memory I have little hope for it any time soon.
He hoped so, but by the bright hospital light, he knew the truth. Meena had only been his fantasy.
Even if she had not been in his room at all, she does exist.
This is true.
right again
Totally right.
This is probably the most supported conclusion of all of them. If he was Henderson would have almsot certainly told him.
and certainly not to the hot super heroine, who made love floating him into the air.
He wasn’t Chuck. He was boring old Clark Kent, reporter and loner.
Well, actually he is Chuck. Clark is not boring, and definantly not a loner. Although Henderson has done nothing to undermine that self image.
“There’s no need to grumble at me, John,” Michelle said, sticking a thermometer into his mouth.
Clark:You can't even get my name right, there is plenty to grumble at.
“You woke me up from a visit to heaven,” he said, pulling the thermometer from his mouth.
I guess that is one way to interpret his dream.
“You took off your heart rate monitor as well, I see,” she said, snapping it back on his index finger.
It does appear that Lois was there.
Meena had taken it off when his heart rate had accelerated at her touch, causing the machine to beep. No. No, she hadn’t really been there in the room. It had only been a dream. Just a dream. A dream he swore he would never forget, even if he lost what was left of his memories.
Fortunantly she seems to have been here, but where is she now?
“Must have been one hot dream.”
I don't think she meant that in the way Clark will take it.
“That must have been some dream, your sheets are all over…
More evidence that Lois was there.
Where did that comes from?
Ovwerall I think you interactions of Clark and the nurse are well written.
