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| Warden | Wed Jun 14, 2006 11:53 am Post #21 |
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This. Was. Un-bel-ive-ab-le! =D Great storyline, though it leads the end of season 5 out of track. Though, there is one thing I must abstain from: The first chapter, “You think? That would be the day. I think you and junior had a little fun.” LOL! =P =P I really can't stop... thinking about this... You really are a true Clois! =) You should become a writer someday! ;) |
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| gunnman | Wed Jun 14, 2006 6:50 pm Post #22 |
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Thanks, this is my second fic and will end at Chapter 15. I have promised a sequel also. That is what we are setting up now. Gunn |
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| gunnman | Wed Jun 14, 2006 11:02 pm Post #23 |
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A/N - Thank you all for your kind comments. I need to thank Sep for all her help in creating this story. I would also like to thank Sana (username: eas) for her help. I hope you like the story. Enjoy Gunn Chapter 14 (Part I) Lois awoke the next morning in Clark’s bed hugging the extra pillow. She couldn’t resist drawing in a deep breath, inhaling his scent. She was wearing one of his famous plaid shirts. She had always felt safe here; she had just never associated that feeling to Clark. Now she knew it was his scent and the feel of his shirts that made her feel this way. She reflected on the scene last night when she had asked him to join her in his room. Smallville had blushed so red, she broke out laughing. Even after she assured him nothing would happen, he still refused. Clark was adamant she should move into his room and he could sleep on the sofa. She inhaled his scent from the pillow one last time as she sat up in the bed. She quickly brushed her teeth and quietly went downstairs, where she found Clark floating above the sofa. She ran her hand through his dark locks; as her hand passed through his hair she could hear him softly call her name. She went into the kitchen and poured herself a glass of orange juice. She opened the door letting Shelby into the yard. Suddenly she heard Clark crying her name “Lois … Lois … NO!” she dropped her glass. Clark’s flight abruptly ended dropping him onto the sofa. The legs of the sofa broke at the same second as the glass hit the floor. Lois ran to his side, as he began calling her name, a longing desperation in his voice. “Clark, I’m right here” she cried, dropping to her knees and wrapping her arms around his head. “I’m right here. Everything’s going to be okay. Everything’s going to be okay” she repeated softy holding him. Clark opened his eyes and took in her visage. “Lois, thank God! I thought Zod had killed you. I was too weak and he made me watch as he tortured you.” Clark said softly tears rolling down his cheeks. “It was only a dream. I’m right here.” she repeated tearing up herself. The agony in his voice was something she had never heard from him before. She didn’t know how, but right then, she decided she would save him. He was always saving people and now it was his turn to be rescued. Lois made certain that from that moment on, she would do all in her power to never hear that agony in his voice again. Martha came running down the stairs, to hear Clark say “Lois, promise me you won’t go up against Zod. Promise me to stay clear of Zod. I couldn’t stand losing you.” His voice was a whisper as he added “Only if ... I don’t come back…if I…” Lois put a finger over his lips, stopping him. “I promise … but, only if you promise no more of this talk. You promised me yesterday that you would always come back to me; and I’m going to hold you to that, Smallville.” Lois said soothingly. Then she kissed him, silencing him. A pregnant silence descended. Martha wiped the tears from her eyes as she asked “Who want’s some buttermilk pancakes?” effectively breaking the silence and brightening the atmosphere. “I would love some pancakes, Mrs. K” said Bart opening the kitchen door. “Hey Clark … I didn’t mean to intrude” he added noticing Lois and Clark’s situation. “It’s alright Bart. I just had a bad dream.” Clark replied. “I’ll get you a chair Bart” Clark said kissing the palm of Lois’ hand before standing up. He helped Lois up and pulled her into a tight embrace. “So Bart, what are you doing now?” Martha asked pointedly, effectively diverting Bart’s attention as Clark and Lois wiped away each other’s tears. “Clark hasn’t told you?” Bart asked surprised. A satisfied smile crossed his face as he said “I’m doing quite well, thanks to Clark here.” Slapping Clark on the back as he held out Bart’s chair waiting for him to sit, he added “Clark nagged me enough that I finally saw the error of my old ways. My stealing days are over.” Bart actually laughed when he saw the look of surprise on Lois’s face as she set down glasses of juice in front of each chair. “Lois, I take it our alien friend never told you how we met?” Bart asked amused. While Lois shook her head and began to sit in the chair Clark pulled out for her, Bart continued “I picked Mr. Kent’s wallet and our resourceful alien here tracked me down.” Lois’s expression changed to one of outrage as her voice took on an icy edge as she said “You stole from dad, and now you and Clark are friends?” Once again gaining her feet, Lois towered over Bart menacingly. “Lois, it’s all right. He saved dad’s life and that was in the past. He’s not that person any more, we all deserve a second chance; dad taught me that.” Clark said slowly easing Lois back into her chair. “Well, you know Clark, always seeing the good in people. I just was happy looking out for number one, then over time Clark convinced me I was better than that. So, I did what came natural … I started a courier service. When I outgrew that, it became a same day delivery service. I started in Central City, now we’re in six of the largest cities in the country. We’re doing well if I do say so myself. I’ve almost paid off all my debts for starting the business in a little more than a year.” “That’s wonderful Bart. I’m glad Clark got you to see the light.” Martha said beaming at her son as he helped her sit at the table. “Who would loan you money? A start-up like that has to be expensive.” Lois asked truly bewildered. “One of my first clients, outside of Central City that is, Bruce Wayne.” Bart said in a self satisfied tone, while helping himself to a generous pile on pancakes and what looked like half the bacon. “You know Bruce Wayne? Such a tragedy about his folks.” Martha said. “He’s pretty grave really. He was impressed that he received his package so quickly, so he asked me about the company. After a little talk, he gave me a million dollars for startup money. I’m proud to say I only owe less than two hundred thousand dollars in fourteen months.” Bart bragged. “Wow, you are doing great Bart. You never told me you were doing that good.” Clark said awed, watching Bart help himself to another stack of pancakes. “What can I say? I picked the right business. ‘Nobody beats BA Quick Courier; we get in there in a Flash.’” Bart exclaimed grinning ear to ear. “But enough about me, I came to ask about this kryptonite. Where do I find it?” Bart asked suddenly. “Kryptonite? …” Martha asked so surprised she was actually talking around the food she had just put in her mouth. Ignoring Clark’s chuckling behind the hand that suddenly covered his mouth she added “What are you kids going to do with Kryptonite?” looking directly at Clark. Clark had the decency to blush, as he quietly said “That’s the one thing we didn’t tell you yesterday. I want you, all of you, to keep some Kryptonite with you at all times. Just make sure it’s shielded, I don’t want any of you to get Kryptonite poisoning.” “Poisoning?” Bart asked with a slight hesitation, right before he took the last of the bacon. Clark picked up a couple slices of bread and asked “Anyone want some toast?” Only Lois said yes, so Clark toasted the bread with his heat vision while saying “It has happened, but only with prolonged exposure to purified Kryptonite. I just don’t want any of you taking chances. So, make sure any Kryptonite you have is encased in lead. Okay?” Clark passed Lois her toast adding “Be careful, it’s still hot.” “Clark, that was way cool.” Bart said watching Clark toast his own bread. “It’s nothing Bart, but as for the Kryptonite” Clark said casually. Then he added in a coy tone “Chloe is your girl, she knows more about Kryptonite than I do.” winking to Bart. “I could definitely be persuaded to visit the lovely Chloe.” Bart said playfully taking the last of the pancakes. “Slow down there speedy, you expect to drop out of nowhere and put the moves on my cousin?” Lois asked in here best drill instructor tone. Her stern expression softens when she added “She deserves the best. If you hurt her, I’ll kill you. Understand?” “Ma’am, yes ma’am” Bart replied imitating the recruits he watches on television. “Bart, she’s serious.” Clark said quietly as he leaned towards Bart. “Damn Skippy. She’s my cousin and we Lane’s take family seriously.” Lois added looking into Clark’s eyes. A fleeting message passed between them, saying the Kent’s were now Lane’s. “Teenagers” Martha said softly laughing. “I had forgotten how wonderful it was having you around.” Clark got up and started clearing the table as Bart and Lois discussed Bart’s ‘intentions’ with Chloe. After he finished, he asked if he and Lois could be excused for a moment. Clark led Lois back to the living room and quietly said “Lois, I really wanted tomorrow to be only you and me, but I’m beginning to think that’s selfish. Do you think we should invite everyone to the Fortress? You can be the last to leave; I want you by my side till the last second. We’ll have to do it at night, so no one would notice. But, I think they deserve to be with us, since we’ll all be fighting this together.” “Smallville, of course they can come. I agree; we should all see you off and don’t worry about me, I’ll be stuck to you like glue until…” Lois said reassuringly until the end when she began tearing up. “Lois, all my life I kept waiting for this incredible feeling of connection. You know, like I was exactly where I belonged, but that's only happened to me once in my life." Clark said quietly kissing her tears away. "When?" Lois asked still with her eyes shut. "The day I met you." Clark said emotionally holding her chin looking directly into her eyes barely an inch apart. "For a spaceman, you are the most romantic person I've ever known. Earth guys don't stand a chance against you." Lois replied hugging him fiercely. “Lois, I gave you my word; I will come back to you, scout’s honor.” Clark ended playfully. Lois pulled him in for a long kiss and said “You better.” before kissing him again. Bart and Martha walked in and Bart joked “Hey, you two why don’t you get a room?” Lois picked up a throw pillow and hummed it at Bart, who caught it without seeming to move. Everyone had a quiet laugh as Clark kissed Lois again. “Lois and I decided we want all of you to go with us to the Fortress tomorrow. We can all meet here for dinner; I pick us up ‘something special.’” Clark said winking at Lois who beamed with delight. He then added “We just need to see if I can arrange a way for Pete to get home” Bart happily chimed in “I can take care of that. I’ll get him a plane, if you like I can even bring him to Metroplois and if Chloe feels like it she can drive us to the farm, that way everyone can get back home.” “No, Bart that would be too expensive.” Clark objected immediately. “What do you mean? I’ll just pop in and ask Bruce to loan me one of the Wayne Enterprise jets. I’ll even tell him to call me if he hears anything funny in the future.” Bart said nonchalantly. “Bart, you can’t...” Clark began before he was interrupted by Bart. “Don’t worry; I wasn’t going to tell him anything. Bruce always asks me what I hear on the streets. Hell, most of our first conversation was about my ‘criminal’ past. Bruce likes to be informed of criminal activity. I guess that can happen when a simple mugging becomes a double murder of your parents right in front of you. I think he’s almost obsessed with crime and criminals. Believe me, I’ll just tell him I heard some strange rumors of some crazy stuff about to go down; he won’t bat an eye.” “Okay, if you think you can do it, go ahead. Another set of ears could be useful.” Clark said after thinking it over for a minute. “Well, I better get going if I am going to meet Chloe for lunch. Thanks for the great breakfast Mrs. K. I’ll see all of you tomorrow.” Bart said as he opened the door. Everyone wished Bart bye as he departed. Lois turned to see everyone and said “I think I like him, he’s got spunk. Chloe better watch out, he seems to know what he wants” she turned to Clark while she added playfully “unlike some people who take two years to admit what they want.” “I seem to remember that went both ways Miss Lane.” Clark said imitating Lois’s trademark smirk. Martha laughed and said “You two … you were made for each other.” |
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| gunnman | Sat Jul 1, 2006 10:20 am Post #24 |
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A/N - I want to thank Sep for all her help once again. And I would like to welcome Sana, who has been an enormous help in forming the sequel. I have been having trouble finishing this story; I keep imagining things for the sequel instead of the ending of this story. Starting with this chapter Sana will be one of my Betas. For all my readers; I would like to apologize for the break in updates, I hope to finish this story very shortly. The sequel as of right now will be about a month in prep before it starts getting posted. I hope you like this installment, and once again I would like to apologize for the lack of updates for the past two weeks. Crack The Bank!! Gunn Posted Image Chapter 14 (Part II) After breakfast, Clark drove Lois to her apartment in the family truck and parked in the back of the Talon. They had ridden in a comfortable silence with Lois leaning on Clark’s shoulder, enjoying this quiet time together. She reveled in his masculine country scent. For his part, Clark was actively memorizing everything about Lois. Her clean and simple scent, the little brown streaks in her otherwise green eyes, the slow steady beat of her heart, and even the tempo of her breathing. He was acutely aware of his impending training and was trying to remember everything about Lois. Clark had asked Lois to pack her possessions as he brought her larger items downstairs to the back door. Each time Clark would re-enter the room, Lois would look up and give him a sweet smile that would make his heart do flip-flops in his chest. He would then blow her a kiss followed by a huge smile. After several trips, all that as left were the small things Lois was packing, so Clark asked if there was any thing else he could do. “Just sit here by me and talk to me,” Lois replied, indicating the floor right next to her. Clark settled down comfortably and watched as Lois continued to pack. “Well Smallville, aren’t you going to say something?” Lois looked over at him with a smile. “I love you,” Clark said almost speculatively, a bit unsure of what she expected him to say. “Could you say that with any less conviction, Smallville” Lois replied mockingly. And then quickly added, “And on the subject of love, while it was incredibly sweet; I think you hated me when we first met.” Lois looked directly into Clark’s eyes daring him to tell her she was wrong. “No -- I never hated you. Don’t you remember? I said that I felt a connection, a feeling of belonging. You even asked me once, what I considered myself,” Clark said, recalling that day two years ago. “You said ‘you were an outsider.’ I remember, but what does that have to do with this ‘connection?’” Lois asked, intrigued. She rolled her eyes - never had she had met a man who wanted to tell her so much about himself and his feelings. “That’s right, now you know why I felt I never really fit in; I always had to lie. But, then you came into my life. Even as Kal-El you had some power over me; my mother had to tell me she could help me find the sign that I was waiting for to get me to co-operate with her. But, you …I followed you because it seemed right. Even later, after my mom freed me, there was a connection to you that I didn’t want to admit. Lana even saw the connection, she thought that we had a relationship from the first time she saw us together.” Clark admitted, having a hard time putting into words what was in his heart. “So…Lana, huh, what did she say?” Lois asked her curiosity piqued Clark laughed quietly then said “Lana said she had thought it would take longer for us to move on.” Lois laughed heartily, and then said, “You moved on, that’s good.” She laughed some more before adding “You had to almost be knocked down and dragged out of that train wreck.” “I know. I just thought if I tried hard enough, I could make it work. I had imagined her and me together for so long, I didn’t really see anyone else as an option.” Clark replied quietly, fixing his gaze on a worn spot on the carpet, while avoiding Lois’ inquisitive eyes. Lois looked him over thoughtfully. “Okay, but I seem to remember a certain wife of yours, which made you forget all about Lana.” Clark sighed and glanced towards her, a look of pain in his eyes. “Lois, I’d rather not go there - I still miss her. She accepted me and made me feel whole in a way no one else had.” Lois held back a smile. She pretended to be offended, replying in a dejected tone, “So, apparently, I have competition for that heart of yours.” Clark’s whole countenance changed, his eyes darted to hers. He let out a sigh when he saw the playful mirth dancing in their hazel depths. He shook his head. “You seem to derive some perverse pleasure from making me uncomfortable, Lois. Always with the little digs about me; but you know what, I wouldn’t have it any other way. But to answer your question; no Lois, you alone have my heart. But I do love her. I also love Chloe and Lana, just as you would love anyone who’s had a big impact on your life.” Clark leaned forward and grasped both of her hands in his own, still lost in her eyes. He spoke quietly from the depths of his heart. “You, Lois, I can’t explain. Somehow when I’m with you, all is right with the world. I can’t put into words the depth of the connection I feel for you. It’s as if you hold the last piece of the puzzle that is my life. On some level, I think you feel it too.” Lois tugged on his hands and bringing his palms up to her lips, she kissed them gently. She nodded, too overcome with emotion to speak. “When my parents asked why Alicia, I told them she made me feel special and normal at the same time. But you, Lois Lane, you make me feel loved and accepted. I finally accept that I’m not ‘normal’ and that’s because of you. You’ve always accepted me as I am; when I screwed up, you let me know. You, Lois, are unique and I’ve always envied you.” Lois was startled by this last statement. “Envied me? Why? I’m nothing special. Hell, I didn’t graduate high school, I got booted out of college, and I was happiest as a muffin peddler.” Clark laughed, released her hands and placed his on either cheek gently ensuring that they would be looking each other in the eye. They were gazing into each other’s eyes when he said “Lois, you have such a strong character, your love of family and friends, and your willingness to dive right in to do what you think is right. These are all qualities to be envied. I’ve been drawing strength from you for a while now. I’ve always wanted to be normal. While I’m anything but normal, you on the other hand accept who you are and make the most of that. So I’ll be taking a page from your book and will try to accept myself for who I am.” “Well, Smallville, that’s what I’m here for – to teach you how to be a better person. I’m all about helping other people better themselves.” Lois winked at him. “It keeps from having to focus on my own faults.” Clark laughed. “Lois Lane? Faults? Never – you’re perfect the way you are.” Lois smiled at that, but then suddenly became more somber. “Clark, honestly, you’re my best friend. Until I met you, I never had a best friend – other than Chloe, of course. Truthfully, I never even had a friend.” “Well you have me, now and forever. I’m proud to call you a friend and overwhelmed that you honor me by being my girlfriend.” Clark said earnestly. Lois pulled Clark into a tight embrace and whispered in his ear “And you have me, now and always.” Clark held her for a moment and kissed the top of her head, pulling back slightly. “You know, Lois, this is odd for me. I’ve always been alone. I have my parents, but no one really knows what it’s like to be me.” Clark said quietly. “Tell me, please.” Lois took his hand and squeezed gently. She put their intertwined hands on his cheek and repeated, “Please tell me.” Clark pulled her hand to his mouth and kissed each of her fingers. “My abilities are normal for me. It’s not like I decide to go super speed, I have to decide not to. It’s like that time you had your memory repo –I love your colorful descriptions, by the way.” Clark added and shot her a grin before continuing. “Anyway, Chloe brought me to the farm and I tried to open the door and ripped it off its hinges because I didn’t consciously pull on the door with a slight tug. I do it almost subconsciously now, but if I lost that control ….” “Clark,” Lois interrupted, “I know, it must be so hard. And I can’t promise I’ll ever know exactly what you’re going through, but I can tell you this – I’ll always be here for you, no matter what.” She lovingly stroked the side of his face and smiled. “I’ll always be here to kick your butt and make sure you never lose control – I’ll try to understand any way I can.” “I know, Lois, and I couldn’t ask for anything more than that.” Clark’s throat tightened with love for the woman in front of him. <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> After opening the Talon for the day, Lois went up to her apartment to finish packing everything with Clark’s help. They brought the rest of her belongings down; Lois spoke to the girls working the counter, while Clark loaded the truck. Lois joined him in the truck after a few minutes and after a quick kiss they headed back to the farm. Martha had lunch ready when they drove up. As they ate, Martha asked what plans they had for the rest of the day. They said they had no plans other than to move Lois into her room. Martha asked if they could spend some time together later that evening and they all agreed that it would be just the three of them for dinner so they could do whatever she wanted afterward. After lunch, Lois directed Clark on what to move into the room Quite surprisingly, she became incredibly upset when she found that all of Clark’s flannel shirts had been moved to the loft. Martha explained that’s where they were storing everything they didn’t move into her room. and what of Clark’s she didn’t need. Clark laughed when he saw Lois bringing the flannel back to the room. “I thought you hated all my flannel,” he pointed out, with a grin. “I need something to remind me of you while …” Lois started but, couldn’t finish. She had promised herself, she would be strong until it was time for him to leave. Clark noticed the change in her attitude and timber of her voice; he sped to her side and held her. Tenderly he said “I’m really sorry, I was just kidding around. You’re welcome to anything of mine. I know … I’ll miss you, too.” They stood and held each other for a couple more minutes. They spent the rest of the afternoon telling each other stories of their past. Clark told her about the first time he got each of his abilities. Lois told him about all the different places she had lived. He told her about his adventures. She told him about her mother. Each traded stories, laughs, and tears; trying to forget about their impending separation. The day passed quickly, before they knew it Martha was calling them in for dinner. Martha had made all Clark’s favorites; dinner passed amiably, everyone keenly aware that this was one of the last times they would have to themselves. Conversation was light and jovial as they ate. After they finished dinner, they sat down in the living room and spoke of Clark’s childhood once again. Martha told them of her memories of Clark’s early years, she also told them of Jonathan and her fears and hopes for Clark. After a couple hours, Martha bid them goodnight and went to get ready for bed. Neither wanted to sleep, each wanted to be with the other for as long as possible, so they sat on the porch and basked in each other’s presence. After a short while, Clark rose and offered his hand to Lois. “I believe I owe you a dance.” Clark said as Lois stood, leading her away from the porch. Lois laughed quietly remembering that night, the night of his prom. “I thought that was Lana’s dance,” she replied playfully. Clark looked her in the eyes as they stopped in the drive and replied wistfully, “A mistake I hope to rectify, with your permission.” Clark bowed deeply with a flourish of his right arm as he asked, “Miss Lane, would you care to dance?” Lois giggled at the juxtaposition of the formality of his request and his casual attire, but she quieted and answered in an equally formal tone, “I would be delighted to Mr. Kent.” Clark rose and positioned himself correctly and started a slow waltz. Lois, while impressed, playfully rebuked, “Smallville, this would be easier with music.” Clark responded in an earnest tone as he dipped her, “Lois, my heart sings when you’re around. I don’t need any other music than the rhythm of my heart.” Clark changed styles without a missing a beat, slowly increasing the tempo. Lois was truly amazed as they began a very flirtatious rumba; she had rarely ever seen Clark so confident. She was barely keeping up with him as he spun her and had her all but touching the ground in the resulting dip. As he brought her back to the starting position, Lois closed the slight gap and kissed him; then said breathlessly, “That was amazing Smallville, where did you learn that?” Clark replied earnestly “Mom taught me. I never really danced like that though; I usually did one dance at a time. You just inspire me, Lois. Let’s try something else.” Clark wrapped both his arms around her. “Put your feet on mine, like during a father daughter dance.” Clark instructed, as he held her tightly. He began rising, taking her with him as they swayed gently in mid-air. Lois looked around at the clear, starry night. "You know, just when I think I know everything there is to know about you, you take my breath away with something new." Clark responded before he took her lips with his own "Good, because that's exactly how I feel every single time I see you." Martha looked out to see them dancing framed by the moon. She quietly closed the door, remembering what is was like to be so young and in love; she only wished that Jonathan could see them now. Suddenly, a warmth spread through her, and then she knew in her heart – he did see them. And he was happy. |
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| gunnman | Wed Aug 2, 2006 10:13 pm Post #25 |
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A/N - This is the next section. It is still in the Beta process, but it has been awhile since I updated, so I give you this sneak peek. I will edit this section as soon as it is finished. I hope you like it. Gunn Chapter 15 (Part I) The morning sun streamed in through the window in the loft and slowly crept across the floor until it fell upon Lois’s face. Lois tried to roll over, only to find herself pinned. She opened her eyes to find herself in Clark’s arms. Last night suddenly came back to her; she had decided she would just lay here with Clark till she fell asleep. Knowing Clark he would have chosen the couch again, but if they fell asleep here they would be together. She looked up at Clark and wondered, not for the first time; how she could have ever not seen what an incredible man he was. She lay there watching him sleep wondering, what is going to be like without him. They had only really just redefined their relationship; but, the idea of his absence sent chills through out her body. Suddenly, the physical presence of him was a necessity. Never had she felt so dependant upon another person. As she looked at Clark, she began to realize how wrong she had been about him. She had seen him as a small town country boy, who would stay and raise a family and not much else. Not that there was something wrong with that life, but she had never seen herself living like that. But, she had to admit that life seemed much better to her than it ever had. She could tell from his stories, that he always defined himself by what made him different or as he would put it ‘what made him not normal.’ He didn’t see what she saw, a man that puts his freedom on the line to help people without asking for anything in return. She wondered how Clark saw her, was she still bossy, stuck up, and rude? She thought back on the way she treated Clark and wondered how she would see herself. If someone dropped into her life they way she dropped in Clark’s, then treated her the way she treated Clark; they would never be friends. The way Clark looked for the best in people really amazed her. She began to wonder how exactly she saw herself. Come to think of it, she defined herself more by what she was not, then what she was. She didn’t look to her successes; she looked at her failures for definition. She had once told him, she didn’t meet guys who wanted to save the world; yet here was Clark, who helped make the world a better place not asking for anything in return except a chance to live a life like anyone else. He wasn’t looking for fame or power, he actually only wanted to help in any way he could. She shook her head slightly, a faint smile on her lips. Now the fate of the world was thrust upon him and he seemed to be more worried about her and his friends than he is about his own safety. Clark is one of a kind. … Clark awoke to find Lois facing him, but she seemed not to be looking at him more through him. ‘She is really has no idea how beautiful she is.’ he thought. He could think of only one thing that would give Lois that far away look, his leaving. Truth be told, he wanted to forget about Zod and just stay with Lois; but no good had ever come from breaking a promise to Jor-El. He just wished she could come too. Clark reached up and lightly traced her cheek with his fingers and whispered, “I love you, darling.” Lois was abruptly brought back to the present, and once again saw Clark’s face. “I love you too, Smallville,” she said as she brushed the hair out of his eyes. Clark smiled as he pulled her closer, only to have her turn her head. “Sweetheart, what’s wrong. I was only going to kiss you?” Clark asked perplexed. “Clark, I have morning breath.” Lois said dismayed, and then added coyly, “Let me go get ready and you can kiss me all you want.” “Lois, I don’t care! I love you, morning breath and all. But, I expect you to keep your word; I get to kiss you all I want!” Clark said playfully. Lois chuckled and kissed his cheek. “Clark Kent, you are incorrigible. Now let me take a shower, so we can satisfy your horn-dog nature.” “It’s you that brings it out in me Lois. Now go take that shower, I’m waiting” Clark said playfully as he kissed Lois’s forehead. Then pulled her in tightly and floated to the upright position. As he released her he said “The clock is ticking, each second you stand here is a second I don’t get to kiss you.” They were shocked to hear a loud chuckling from the bottom of barn. Then they heard Martha’s walking up the stairs to the loft, saying, “Kids; if you can tear your lips apart long enough, breakfast is ready!” “Sorry mom, we’ll be right their after we take a shower.” Clark said embarrassed. Lois raised her eyebrows at Clark, and brashly asked, “What was that a Freudian slip, Smallville?” Suddenly Clark realized what he had said and quickly added, “Separate showers, we will be taking separate showers,” as his face turned bright red. Martha and Lois both broke out laughing. “I guess I’ll go first since everyone is so busy laughing at me.” Clark said as started to the stairs. “Nice try Smallville. I’ll go first.” Lois said grabbing for Clark’s arm. She gave him a sexy smile as she passed him on the way to the stairs. “Anything you say, dear. I’ll just clean up out here before I go inside,” Clark replied. <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> After they ate breakfast, Clark took Lois’s hand and said, “I have something I want to give you before everyone gets here.” Lois smiled and replied, “I have something for you too. But, you go first. Let’s see what you got for me.” “It’s in the loft. But you didn’t need to get me anything. You just being here with me is more than I ever could have asked for,” Clark responded, with frank honesty, as he brought her hand to his lips. “Clark, I think you’ll love it. But stop stalling and let’s get my present.” Lois replied quickly leading him to the loft. As the reached the top of the stairs, Lois could see everything was put away. The only thing out of place was a dark brown box on the chest they used as a table. She crossed over and asked eagerly “Is this it, is this for me?” “Yes, darling, look inside.” Clark said stopping and allowing Lois to scamper across the room. He began to chuckle at Lois’s eager anticipation. Lois turned and faced him and made a pouty face. Which made him genuinely laugh aloud, after a moment, he added, “Go ahead and open it my little Lo.” Lois laughed and picked up the box and, still playing the little girl, shook it and listened. After a minute she opened it and gasped. The look on her face was priceless. Clark stared at her and thought, ‘How can she so easily make my heart flutter? No one has ever had this power over me.’ Lois lifted the bracelet and examined it. It was a three inch silver bracelet with a blue white stone in the center. Inside were familiar pictographs. “Where did you get a Kryptonian bracelet? I love it.” Lois said running over and kissing Clark. “Professor Willowbrook gave it to me, it was Kyla’s. The Kawatchee Legend of Naman says that the bracelet is for Naman’s soul mate, his true one. So, after Kyla died Professor Willowbrook gave it to me and said to give it to my true one ” Clark said. Lifting the bracelet he added as he placed it on Lois’s left arm “So, I give it to you with all my heart.” As Clark put bracelet on her arm, a wave of love washed over Lois. She was so overcome she almost collapsed. Clark caught her and she could feel his concern radiating from him. After a second she regained her balance and told Clark, “I’m okay, It’s just this means so much and you chose to give it to me … I’m not sure I deserve it.” Clark pulled her close and looked deep into her eyes. “Lois, you deserve this and more. I am just sorry that I have to leave when we finally found each other. I would like nothing better than to stay here with you and show you how much I care for you. But, nothing good has ever happened when I broke a promise to Jor-El.” “Clark, I would never ask you to break a promise,” Lois declared sweetly, as she leaned forward to kiss him. She pulled back and admitted, “This is more important than us, the world depends on you. I’ll miss you but, I’ll be here waiting for you to come back.” Lois felt the wave of love again and, although she didn’t say it aloud, thought ‘I never felt so overwhelmed be emotions before, and I can hear my own heart beating in my ears; I hope I can get through the rest of the day without breaking down’. She turned towards Clark, trying to keep back the sadness that overwhelmed her. She kissed him and led him by the hand back to the house. “Let’s go get your present.” Upon entering Lois’s room, the first thing Clark noticed was the picture he had given her sitting on the nightstand. And, on her bed, was something he had never seen before – a small brown monkey with a red cap and jacket. He was surprised; he would never have suspected Lois to have stuffed animals. But, why only one; maybe there was something special about it. Lois let go of Clark’s hand and reached for the monkey, she turned to Clark. Almost on the verge of tears, Lois spoke softly, as she held out the stuffed animal to him. “Clark, this is Beppo and I would like you to take him with you. I know he’s not much, but he means a lot to me. My mother bought him with me the last time we went shopping together before she went in the hospital.” The tears threatening to fall breached her defenses and slowly began falling. Seeing her tears was too much for Clark, he rushed to Lois and pulled her into a tight embrace. Silently he comforted her. Lois felt the compassion and kindness radiating from Clark. After a couple of minutes, she continued “Whenever I miss my mother, I get Beppo out. He makes me feel like my mother is with me.” “Lois, you should keep Beppo; you don’t need to give me anything,” Clark protested, beginning to tear up himself. Overcome by the thought of what Lois was trying to entrust him with, Clark pulled her in tighter and kissed her forehead. Another wave of emotion washed over her, as she said “No, Smallville, you take him; I think my mother would really like you to have him now. This way I feel you can get a connection to my mother. I really want you to take him with you.” Lois extricated herself from Clark’s arms and kissed Beppo, before handing him to Clark. Clark accepted Beppo and held him like the treasure he is. “Lois, I’ll return him to you when I return. I want to thank you for Beppo; I can see how much he means to you and I feel honored that you would entrust him to me.” Clark took her hand and kissed away her tears. After a couple of minutes he said, “Let me go pack Beppo and I’ll meet you downstairs. I love you. We really need to decide what I am going to call you now … nothing can sum up how I feel about you. … Always remember I love you.” Clark kissed her gently again and pulled away with a sigh. Clark closed the door behind him and headed downstairs to put the tattered stuff toy in his bag. He decided it would be a good idea to wait for Lois to compose herself, knowing how emotional the day was on her. |
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