by Karen Colohan

From the shadows Clark stared at the dark, forbidding walls of Belle Reve. It wasn't the first time he'd come since Lex had been locked inside, but it would be the last.

He knew the landscape of Lex's skeleton and located it easily. It broke Clark's heart to see the huddled shape, the awkward posture of the arms indicating Lex was in a strait-jacket.

No more.

In a moment of madness he'd placed his secrets above Lex's safety and sanity. Now Clark was going to make things right. He was about to get Lex out - no matter what it took.

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