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More Funny Little Moments #1: Season 1, Episodes 1-12

So, I decided to do this post after all. Halp. LOL Because I apparently LOVE giving myself a bunch of unnecessary work, I decided to choose two to three extra moments, per episode! SUPER halp! X’D Anyway, these are moments that didn’t make the cut for my FFLM series because: my sense of humor is a little weird, they were gonna be too much work (LOL/Siiigh), I like to highlight patterns, and I don’t like a lot of repetition. [Links to each FFLM along the bottom of the post. :)]

Let’s start with something I originally agreed with other fans on but have since changed my mind. A lot of people didn’t like this part of “Chariots of War” because it seems so ludicrous that Xena would forget her chakram anywhere. Well, let me tell you! This lady has left her weapons behind most episodes thus far. I didn’t note it every time here (and especially didn’t bother with her whip) because that’d really overrun the post buuuuut… You’ll see. XD

1.01 Sins of the Past

Xena’s shift being so much dirtier than the little boy’s clothes though she’s high up off the ground, and he lives in smoked-out rubble.

Yup. Xena forgot her sword (and later, her main saddlebag) at her mother’s tavern. Pft.

Sorry these were kinda lame, but I didn’t want to re-use any more of the original fifteen points I made about this episode... Ah well. Moving on! (heh)

1.02 Chariots of War

Xena loses her sword after the chariot crash, taking up and discarding Sphaerus’s but walking off without her own. (See her front and back and both of Argo’s sides.)

Gabrielle chewing Xena out, Xena being bummed about it, and Argo being surprised. X’D

1.03 Dreamworker

This got me good. Gabrielle does Xena’s war cry so well here that I really thought it was Xena for a few seconds. Realizing it was GabbyWabs only made me chuckle more because she apparently can’t do it when it really counts in “The Greater Good.”

Argo NOT being on Team Gabrielle. XD (Their feud is a little funny to me.)

1.04 Cradle of Hope

Xena tossing aside her sword after killing Nemos. Extras even dance and celebrate right on top of it! Wut thuh?

I decided to avoid mentioning Hope in the FFLM because Xena’s quote here is more ironic than comedic, and Gabrielle’s little face is just so sad, but I didn’t want to let it pass by entirely unremarked upon. At least GW gets to show off her oracle skills again? :’)

1.05 The Path Not Taken

So, Xena and Gabrielle walk into a bar… Heh. No, but really, they enter this tavern for the first time ever, yet the bartender not only knows what they want, he knows that they’re coming and has their drinks waiting for them too. All Xena has to do is knock on the counter and nod to get her fire-breath alcohol/oil, and Gabrielle barely has the word “cider” out of her mouth before the guy hands it to her. Xena, like me, is duly amazed.

Lucy, through Xena, making another timely anti-peanut statement. I just didn’t want to do the same thing twice back-to-back in the FFLM. X)

1.06 The Reckoning

Gabrielle thinking along the same lines Xena and I did about this poor excuse for a judge.

Me not being well-versed in ancient Greek heroes and picturing the fool who Draco killed so handily in the first episode. heh

1.07 The Titans

I’ll let Xena explain this one. …Mostly. I can’t believe Gabrielle not only sassed the Titans such that she unashamedly put Xena and Phyleus in danger too, but also kinda got this (admittedly awful) town demolished and didn’t lift a finger to actually help anyone in the temple. Tsk tsk. XP

So… Hyperion here can smash homes and businesses that were probably well-built and reinforced and all, but he can’t get his hand out of a stocks-cuff that was made in a single evening with scraps from those destroyed buildings. He also, inexplicably, has no use of his left hand or the power-breath that he used to knock Gabrielle over. Okie. XD

1.08 Prometheus

Is this really a thing? I was giggling quite a bit in disbelief that severed windpipes can heal. Like, perforated is one thing; completely bisected? Yeah, I don’t think so.

Gabrielle being incredulous upon learning that Xena has other friends, realizing what the warrior princess means, and then wondering if that could be her one day. 

   1.09 Death in Chains

Gabrielle enjoying watching Xena kill someone for the first time, then quickly realizing that fact. Whoops.

I found this moment really odd and then kind of hilarious. This poor dying old woman begs for water and goes ignored not only by the hospice workers, but also Talus and Gabrielle. Then Talus decides to be helpful. Gabrielle goes to the woman and lets her talk a lot (undoubtedly drying her mouth and throat even more), hears that Xena might be in danger, and then just… leaves. Talus goes with her, not having gotten water from the well after all. What a couple of jerks! XD

1.10 Hooves & Harlots

I really don’t know why Gabrielle kept making this face as Terreis died, but it tickled my funny bone too. So, I provided alternate subs to go with it. [Did you notice how she kind of cringes when Terreis tries to hold her hand and then just lets the Amazon flop once she’s died, flinging her hand aside like, “Ew, get it off me!”? What was that all about? X”) Hm… maybe she has an aversion to dying people, and that’s why she abandoned the old lady last episode?]

Gabrielle being a smart aleck, just like me, because Phantes’s complaint here is so ludicrous. But then you see the close-up of little hoofies in cuffs too, and, if you’re anything like me too, kinda just topple over laughing. The poor actual horse they did this to, though, man! What even?

Gosh, this episode was chockfull of hilarity, eh? Why did this happen? Gabby, take it away!

1.11 The Black Wolf

I laughed at this too. But now I wonder. Is Xerxes related to Caesar and/or connected to Rome or something? Because Xena does this twice around them too. In “When in Rome,” she jokes that the two guards lost playing tag with her, and in “A Good Day” she informs Pompey that if there were more guards hiding around their meeting space, then she would have had more helmets. heh Oh, Xenie. I think I know why Gabrielle’s turning out to be such a little punk ...or vice versa? Is Gabrielle actually a bit of a bad influence on Xena? XP

So, this fight just struck me as really odd. Xena passes her sword to Flora though she (Xena) needs to battle the big boss of the episode, and… actually, is totally right. The king throws a single wide-ass punch, waits while Xena kicks the guy behind her a few times, lets himself get kicked in the face a couple of times, and then comes at her with a little piece of chain, presumably from the restraints that were intended to keep Flora in place during her execution. Sir, you have a sword! A giant sword, right there on your hip! What are you doing? Then, when Xena kicks him a final time and sends him flying, his (supposed-to-be) metal armor is no match for the splintered wood of the axe she broke earlier. …Okie. XD XD XD   *gif below*

Xena once again leaves her chakram somewhere. …And I am now imagining this being part of Gabrielle’s maid duties: the poor kid has to go find Xena’s weapons each night and bring them back to her. I’m especially imaging the fluffball hilariously, adorably struggling to get the chakram out of things like this wall, as she did with Xena’s sword in the tree stump in “Dreamworker,” but more parallel to the floor. Cuuuute! XD

This plus this 

*pic + GIF below*:

1.12 Beware Greeks Bearing Gifts

This scene too really made me wonder, though amused as well. Why is Gabrielle so surprised that the only city nearby, that they were headed to, is the one they find? Is she really being that loud? Is Xena goofing around with the bootlaces question? Why startle Gabrielle and then yank her into enemy territory screaming, when what you want is quiet? What’s with the trapdoor-spider soldiers? Xena’s pose throwing the chakram. XD Gabrielle mostly featherlight dance-y moves through the battlefield. XD XD XD Why is it that when Xena tells Gabrielle to stick right behind her, Gabrielle disappears? And what was with the bucket-sitting soldier? Gabrielle is like, “Oh; no, thank you!” when she sees him and turns tail. Then Xena ...follows her. “We’re goin’ this way! Now we’re goin’ that way!” But they still end up dead-ahead from where they burst out of the bushes. XD That was ridiculous and nonsensical, and I’m very confused but had lots of fun. heheheh  *gif below* [ETA: Darn! The original file was too big, so I had to remake the GIF and cut quite a few things out. :( Sorry]

Xena’s outta-nowhere crusade to emasculate Deiphobus coming full-circle. What was that all about?

Welp, I hope you had as much fun as I originally and then later did. Not so much in the middle with the collage-and-GIF-making and editing and redoing, but; y’know. XD Wouldn’t trade it for …Hm… Nevermind. LOL

If you missed any of the FFLMs, then please click on the corresponding number-links below. :D

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Midnight: Chapter 13

Pairing: Clark Kent/ Metahuman! Black! OFC

Rating: E

Warnings: Angst, Slow burn, Language, the innate need to smack someone...

A/n: Hey world! As promised here is chapter 13 of my little story! 

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Midnight: Chapter 13

Clark flew me back to the manor in record time, with me up against his chest, smelling just as good as I remembered him to be. It was masculine yet fresh, mixed with something otherworldly as basic as that sounded. He landed on my balcony gently so he didn’t blast right through it on accident. 

I was glad my hair was pulled back or it would have been all over the place. 

 “So I hear this is your stop.”

“Yes, thank you for the ride home Clark.”

 “Of course anytime...Although are you ever going to be ready for my takeoff short stack?”

I laughed at the old nickname he had for me seeing as he towers over me, my short 5’4 frame to his 6’0 plus. It had been forever since I heard it.

 “Now you know as well as I do that you took off that fast on purpose.”

 “Doesn’t matter. You are never ready.”

 “Lies. I’ve been ready plenty of times.”

He looks at me with a look that says “oh really”. Which makes me laugh and open the door to my room.

 “Anyways... (I say dramatically with an eye roll and then a laugh) I better go get ready. Thank you again.”

 I can tell he wants to say something but doesn’t as he opens his mouth but closes it, tucking his hands in the red and black plaid jacket he was wearing. 

 “What?”

I ask him grinning just knowing he has some smart comment to say.

 “Nothing. Nothing.”

 “Clark. Don’t bullshit me.” I say with my head cocked to the side...

 “I’m not. All I was going to say was... have fun. Goodnight.”

 Then he shoots away into the sky, somehow not damaging the balcony.

 “Alright then goodnight Clark.”

I say no louder than if he was still standing there because I knew he could still hear me. 

 *Later*

I heard Arthur’s bike before he actually rang the bell to come inside. I knew Alfred would let him in so I wrestled myself into a pair of black ankle boots that had a small heel and matched perfectly with a purple sleeveless top and tight blue jeans. I grabbed a black leather jacket and went down the stairs, where Arthur was waiting for me. He looked just as good as he did before, his grudge look ever present. 

 “I was going to bring flowers but you don’t strike me as the flower type of chick.”

 “I am not against flowers, but in my case they aren’t practical in my everyday life. Now we start talking about a bottle of Crown royal or tequila, you know something like that, then we would be talking.”

He laughs and opens the front door for me.

 “You and I are about to have so much fun tonight.”

 *A few hours later*

 “So you mean to tell me, you never learned how to swim as a kid?” 

 Arthur and I were walking along the beach with our shoes in our hands.  His date idea had been inventive if anything. We went axe throwing, which until that moment I could say I had never done. He tampered with his strength but had okay aim, I however had great aim. He playfully  accused me of cheating. I was waiting for us to have that moment of innate chemistry but it just wasn’t happening, and I didn’t know why. Didn’t even know what the hell the problem was because Arthur was a nice-ish guy. The longer we talked and joked the more I felt like I was hanging with a cool older brother and while I loved that feeling, I didn’t want him to be my brother , but I guess my heart was having other plans. I promised myself however that I would give this a fair shake.  In all we were having a good time as we decided to just walk on the beach with a couple of hot dogs and beers. 

 “Nope. Clark had to teach me a while back because he figured it out during a trip to the beach. Shit maybe it was this one.”

 We laugh again as I shake away fond memories of Clark, desperately trying to focus on my date, forgetting how his hands felt holding me against him earlier, and Arthur looks down at me, and judging by his anxiety and slight brace for impact I know he is about to lower some sort of boom. 

 “So what’s the deal with you and Supes? I mean none of us have ever heard of Midnight then all of a sudden there is a kid that looks just like Clark running around and rumor has it his last girlfriend was Lois.”

 It was a natural question for him to ask me, but his tone wasn’t as a man interested in clarification for his own sake but more as a friend asking me. It left me confused but I guess willing to answer. 

 “Ahhh the dreaded question. The deal is that there is no deal. He had been my best friend in a time where I desperately needed one. That is all that has ever been.”

 “Well that can’t be true because I know how babies are made.”

 He says in a sing song tone, teasing me jokingly. 

“Yeah well Kalen came about during a time where both of our lives were in flux. One night that changed our lives and subsequently broke apart our friendship.”

 Aquaman looks to the sea and back at me, his face softer than I had ever seen it. He doesn’t speak but he lets me continue.

 “But the blessing is that we got Kalen out of it and I couldn’t imagine my life without him in it.” 

“I agree your kid is an amazing little fella.”

 “You know Arthur I’ve had a great time tonight thanks for getting me out the house. I needed this after everything that has been going on.”

 “I am glad. I aim to please.”

 We stop and look at each other.

 “At least you've aim at something out here in these streets.”

 He looks at me incredulously and laughs with me. 

 “You are so funny, come here girl.”

 He grabs me by my hips and seizes me close to his body. He searches my eyes with his own bright gold ones for a moment, and our faces move toward one another slowly and our lips touch. Our lips slot together and move mechanically. It’s painfully obvious the spark is still missing and hated that I didn’t feel more in this moment because I wanted someone. I wanted someone to make me forget everything about my past feelings, and my past regrets. Our eyes open and we pull back from each other, looking at each other again before laughing.

 “Well that was anti-climatic wasn’t it?”

I say with a smirk and dropping my hands from the strong arms I had latched to when he  grabbed me.

 “I think so. Hate to be the bearer of bad news but that was like kissing my little sister.”

 “I can’t tell if that was a short joke or naw.” 

 I ask with a smirk again, knowing it wasn’t but still poking fun at hime

 “That was a...I can tell your heart isn’t in this and to be honest as hot as you are I don’t think I want to be on Superman’s bad side.”

 I look at him confused and take a step back, arms folded.

 “Meaning?”

“Meaning, I imagine there is a Alien superhero that is none too happy with this date. He has already kicked my ass once and that was without all his focus on me, I’d prefer it not happen again full blast.”

 I rolled my eyes frustrated that once again Clark was interfering in my life, except this time he didn’t even have to be here.

“Clark has no say over my love life.”

Arthur tilts his head to the side knowingly.

 “I agree he doesn’t have a say over your love life but I think he still has a say over your heart.... god that sounded sappy as hell.”

I laugh to cover up my nervousness at him being so close to the truth. I didn’t want him to be anywhere near right.

 “No...no he doesn’t. Look let’s just drop that particular line of questioning.”

 “Fine, look let me say this and I’m done. Plus all this emotional shit is not my forte. However Gia as bad as I wanted this to work out, I can admit I’ve got other issues that are preventing this from going anywhere serious, maybe you don’t need something  serious, maybe you do, maybe later in life once we figure out our shit out we can come back to this,  but you got something unresolved with Clark that will stop you from anything working out with anyone until you do. Lying to yourself makes it worse. Trust me I know.”

 I sigh and I almost laugh because I was so confused at how Aquaman became so good at reading people.

 “So Dr. Phil when do you tape your next show?”

I say with a laugh and scoff.

 “Right after you finish your segment on Oprah about denial. Come on let’s head back to the house.”

He and I laughed ourselves back to his bike...

 *Wayne manor-12:00am” Arthur and I had determined the failed date wasn’t an actual failure in the fact that we figured out we wouldn’t work. He was my friend and would remain that way for the foreseeable future. A friend was something I needed more than a romantic relationship. He and I both knew it.  He told me he had plans to go visit his father up the coast and that he would be in touch. I kissed him on the scruffy cheek and sent him off into the night. I turned to the stairs, the high energy told me Clark had to be near or at least somewhere in the house. I came upstairs and went to Kalen’s room to find the two in Kalen’s bed, which was a large bed because it was still a  room in the manor. To no surprise Kalen was out cold tucked in tightly, but Clark was wide awake, patio open with the cool breeze flowing into the room, with him lying on top of the covers next to him.

“I didn’t think you would stay with him after you dropped him off, Ms. Alphonse was going to be listening for him.”

“I thought you’d be back sooner and I know she told me, but I wasn’t ready to leave him. I feel like I’ve missed so much with him already. The first steps, his first words, the first laugh, all of that.”

Clark was sad and he just brushes his sons hair back, contemplating all of those missed moments.

“Good news is that I taped most of those things and Clark don’t be so hard on yourself there is not much you can do about having been dead and all.”

He looks down at him sadly, and pushes tightens the cover around him more.

“If I had known about Kalen, I never would have sacrificed myself like that. I couldn’t have left him like that.”

I sat on the other side of the bed, next to Kalen. My voice was soft as I didn’t want to alert him to my presence.

“I know that. I never had any doubt in my mind that you would have been an awesome father at the beginning much like you plan to be now.”

“Then why would you keep us apart?”

I sigh and motion for him to follow me. Clark was upset and confused and I was still in my feelings about my beach conversation with Arthur. He gets out of the bed and follows me into my room. Lazily, I toss up a noise canceling shield.

“Clark I told you that I was only protecting my son. I saw how the world treated you when you were only trying to protect them. I didn’t want that for him. Would you have wanted that? Knowing that you weren’t here to help him or protect him?”

“That explains while I was dead. Not why I was alive.”

I fix an uninterested look on my face despite it being quite the opposite.

“I told you that the other day too. I don’t think you really want to rehash that now.”

He walks closer, chin up and confident. I ignored the tingle I felt seeing him walk like that. It had always done something for me, but now was not the time to dwell on that.

“Oh but I do Gia. I do because I owe you an apology for those reasons.” I looked at him slightly taken aback.

“An apology? For dying? That was hardly in your control seeing as we all would have died...”

“No. No. No. I owe you an apology for everything before that. How everything happened between us. I put everyone in a bad situation and most importantly I hurt you.” My eyes burned slightly and I pushed back I shed tears because my pride would still not let me cry in front of him.

“It..I... it’s been a long time ago Clark...”

“Not for me. It feels like no time has passed at all for me. I still feel like the scum of the earth that hurt one of the most beautiful creatures in his universe.”

I knew he had to be able to hear my heart racing and my lack of breathing, once again my pride was settled in deep and would not let me give in to his soft words like I did before.

“Yes, you hurt me, but I have to thank you. I grew from it. It showed me I had to depend on myself. You were right that night. I was so wrapped up in you that I couldn’t see me anymore. I thought you would always be there and when you weren’t I realized I wasn’t standing on my two feet, I was leaning on you. I had to realize that there may be superheroes in the world but in the end you’ve got to get your own shit together and for Kalen’s sake that had to happen quickly.”

“Gia I don’t want credit for the woman standing in front of me.” 

He shakes his head as if to disassociate himself.

 “Too bad.” I toss at him

“I’m glad you haven’t lost that flippant mouth of yours.”

He smirks and I go over to my closet, looking for something to wear to bed.

 “Now why would I lose my best quality? Cursing and sarcasm are my native language.”

“Yes I know Gia, that’s why I used to have to try and sweat it out of you at training. You don’t have all of that mouth when you are sweating and out of breath.”

I chuckle but flashes of another time where I had been too out of breath and sweaty with him that had nothing to do with exercise to talk, that had started to race through my mind. I shook my head to clear it.  

“Yeah whatever Kent.”

“Gia I can’t change the past but I can help shape the future. I want you to know that i am here for you. You can depend on me. I’m going to be here.”

I knew my smile didn’t reach my eyes. I wanted to trust the words he was saying but every time I almost gave in, my heart wouldn’t let me. I could pretend I didn’t know what I wanted but Arthur had been too right on that. I would never be able to love if I let this thing with Clark hold me back. Not if I still loved him. 

 “Fine. If it’s what you want to hear Clark I forgive you.”

He growls and it’s one of the first times I’ve ever heard this from him. He fixes me in place, with a look that tells me I cannot run from him.

“GIA! That’s not the answer I am looking for and you know it!”

“WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO FORCE ME TO FORGIVE AND FORGET?! Kal you think that after all of this time you get to come into my life and call the shots? You get ANY fucking say over what I do or my emotions? News FUCKING flash Kal you don’t! I am not that scared 20 year old girl you saved anymore! I wasted so much time living for what you wanted of me. Trying to be the girl you needed on some foolish hope that I could be the one who you saw as your equal.”

I turned away from him too deep in my rant to stop now.

“You have no clue how many nights I cried over you! How I tore myself up and down because I considered both you and Lois my friends knowing that she was perfect for you in a way that I could never be. I let go of her and your mother in my life because I was consumed with the crushing guilt that I loved you. I loved you to the detriment of everything else, including myself. I knew you would break my heart and I still handed it to you on a silver platter with the small hope you wouldn’t and what did you do? You fucking stepped on it. You put it in back in your pocket and walked back to her. You basically told me ‘Fuck your feelings’ to my face, and begged me to stick around to watch her get to live the life I wanted with you. You say you don’t want the credit for the woman I am now and truth is you don’t get all of it, but you certainly left enough material to craft her from. You don't get to come back smiling, with a half ass apology and say I’m wrong for protecting the pieces that were left of my heart that now reside in my son.”

I had a wall blocking out everyone else's emotions because I could barely deal with my own, much less anyone else’s. I knew I couldn’t handle the pity Clark had to be radiating at this moment. I knew I had to be crying but it was all out there now, why would I hide my tears now?  I continued talking in his silence.

“I don’t blame you for picking Lois. She is amazing , perfect and driven, gorgeous everything I am not. I don’t know why you aren’t together now, but I won’t hate you for loving her. I can’t..”

He stops me mid-sentence.

“Gia, Lois and I are over. Besides her husband would be mad at you assuming she would come running back to me.”

“Husband? But you two disappeared when she snapped you out of that whole killer ken doll mode you were in when you woke up.”

He shook his head moving closer to me and I didn’t move back.

“She came because Bruce asked her to and despite everything she is my friend. I need you to know she wasn’t the one who broke me of that darkness. It was you.”

My jaw dropped and it was only then that I backed up from him.

“What? No, you know better than to lie to me.”

I shake my head in disbelief, his words still not computing to my frazzled brain.

“It was your voice that snapped me out of that haze. Are you blocking again Gia. You always block when you aren’t ready to hear the truth but this is it. You are absolutely right...about everything. I still don’t how I managed to mess everything up so badly between us, but I do know I will spend the rest of my life regretting it if it costs me you forever. Please Gia don’t walk away again. I can’t watch you leave when I shouldn’t have let you go the first time..”

*Flashback*

“GET OUT NOW KAL- EL!”

Gia stood before Clark in a t-shirt, hair in wild curls, her eyes red and glistening with un-shed tears. Her heartbreak was hurting Clark. The day he woke with Gia in his arms had been amazing. Being with her had been everything he had imagined it would be and more. He got out of her bed,  walking to the bathroom, a short distance from the bed. Making love with Gia hadn’t been something he ever thought was possible and certainly he had not planned, but it had been something he wanted. 

He had every intention on seeing Gia this morning , but as he left the bathroom he heard his phone going off in the next room. The phone had been a text from Lois. She sent an old photo from some New Years party, both of them filled with happiness, Lois being slightly buzzed and looking at him with Love in her eyes. Love in both of their eyes, because it was what they had.  The guilt of still loving Lois and yet the odd duality of loving Gia. He never thought he could love two people, but he did and with Lois’s text, he made the decision to go back to her, not light heartedly, He also knew that Gia would understand how he felt about Lois. Maybe? I mean to be honest this all could have been just sex for her, and as much as it hurt him to think that, it a real possibility. Last night could have just been fate’s mild reward for a job well done. Maybe a way to remind him of his happiness and not have it be directly related to anything Superhero.

He was latching to Lois because she was a comfortable space for him, meaning with Lois he was himself mostly. He can handle being her hero. He was used to being everyone else’s superhero. So it was second nature to fall back into that role where he knew where he stood. 

But Gia. She made him feel unstable and yet oddly free. He didn’t have to be her Superhero, he could just be Clark Kent. The man from Smallville with regrets and fears. He didn’t have to be perfect because she didn’t expect that from him. She was just his friend  asking for nothing more from him and he was the stupid one that fell in love with her. He never knew where he stood with her because once she healed, she was damn independent and strong willed. She was unpredictable and He loved that about her, and he knew if given the space to grow she would flourish. Clark didn’t want to be selfish and tie her to him when she spent a chunk of her life in a cage.  He might be Superman, but she could do better than him and maybe distance would help him not love her anymore the way that he did. 

So he chose Lois, but not for the right reasons, now here he was standing in the small but nice apartment that he had helped Gia move into, with her kicking him out of her life. He hadn’t wanted that, some space to breathe so he could get over her, but forever?

No. That wasn’t the plan he had in his head. To just never see her again, pretend he hadn’t spent this last year loving her, that he didn’t need to see her? 

He respected her and her need space so he would leave for now, because if she could feel any of the love he had for her, like he had to be feeling then it was obvious it was not returned.

“I’ll go Gia because it’s what you’ve asked of me, but I can’t not see you as in forever. I am...not that strong.” 

He admits, subconsciously hoping she will ask him not to go, admit to him  that he hadn’t been falling in love alone, because let’s face it. His gut was telling him she was where he needed to be. His cowardice of not being enough, the fear of the unknown with her, was what was making him leave. 

Gia does exactly what he knew she always had the power to do. 

“You are going to have to be. Besides Don’t be so dramatic, I am only giving you what you wanted from the beginning when you asked me if I had anywhere to go. I’m setting you free of me for good just like you would have the night you rescued me. Goodbye Kal-El.”

She had the power to break his heart unlike no one ever had. Not even Lois and that was saying something because before Gia blasted her way into his life, he thought Lois was the only one with that power. 

 Turns out Gia was the powerful one in that aspect too. She was way more powerful than she knew when it came to him.

He turned the door knob to let himself out, doing his best to bottle up how destroyed he felt despite bringing all of the moment down on himself.

“Goodbye Gia.”

He flies far away until he can’t hear the sound of her tears anymore,  punching a mountain and dirt until he is winded and he has tears running down his face...

*End Flashback* I stare at Clark at his words that hung in the air, the tension building up before I open my mouth to speak.

“What do you mean you shouldn’t have let me go?”

A/n: SOOOOO what do you think? Still dislike Clark? How about Arthur and Gia? who is disappointed and who is happy? 

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