It was now that it hit her what exactly he'd been doing. She didn't remember much from her short-lived vampiric experience as part of the Tri-Psi sorority, but she remembered what she felt when she bit Clark. The strength, the power...and now she that she knew Clark's secret, she knew why it was she'd felt that way.

Having demon blood in him wasn't just a fact for Sam, he was actually...oh God...

Lana gripped him tighter, squeezing her eyes closed to stop the tears, even as one trickled down her face. He was such a good man, and he was losing himself. She was losing him.