Fic Incoming
htbthomas has kindly beta-read the sixth chapter of Recovery and so that will be posted sometime tomorrow. Whee!
The roar of the seaplane taxiing towards the dock was drowned out by Jason’s yelp of excitement. He thundered down the stairs from his room while Lois slowly made her way up from the laundry room, a large basket of clean clothing balanced against her hip. “Careful!” she shouted to Jason as he wrestled with the back door. “Wait until the engine’s stopped before you run out there. And it’s cold out so put on your coat. You know the rules.”
Her son sighed dramatically as he dropped his hand from the knob, his eyes never leaving the plane that was slowly maneuvering up to land. “But, Mom, it’s Dad. He’s finally home!”
“Rules are rules. Wait!” she ordered sternly, but then put down the basket to give him a hug and help fasten his jacket. Silence suddenly loomed and Jason looked up at his mother excitedly. She nodded and he was out the door in an instant. “Dad!”
Lois stayed inside while Richard and Jason caught up. It had been almost a week that her fiancé had been in Washington covering the summit on African issues and the long absence had been hard on Jason. For her part, the days without Richard had been filled with work as she’d teamed up with Clark both to try and track down Luthor as well as provide Perry with the front page stories he’d demanded. But the nights when she hadn’t immediately fallen into an exhausted sleep had been dogged with worries and recrimination as Lois had mentally replayed Richard’s sad question.
"When are you going to admit to yourself that you’re still in love with Superman?"
Her guilt was compounded by the secrets she still kept. How could she tell Richard that not only might his fiancée still be entranced by her old flame, but that the son he’d raised and loved was also that man’s child? Her life felt like something out of a soap opera but worst of all was that she didn’t know what to do. For Lois Lane, used to tackling life as she tackled stories, head-on and relentless, this was almost unprecedented.
The roar of the seaplane taxiing towards the dock was drowned out by Jason’s yelp of excitement. He thundered down the stairs from his room while Lois slowly made her way up from the laundry room, a large basket of clean clothing balanced against her hip. “Careful!” she shouted to Jason as he wrestled with the back door. “Wait until the engine’s stopped before you run out there. And it’s cold out so put on your coat. You know the rules.”
Her son sighed dramatically as he dropped his hand from the knob, his eyes never leaving the plane that was slowly maneuvering up to land. “But, Mom, it’s Dad. He’s finally home!”
“Rules are rules. Wait!” she ordered sternly, but then put down the basket to give him a hug and help fasten his jacket. Silence suddenly loomed and Jason looked up at his mother excitedly. She nodded and he was out the door in an instant. “Dad!”
Lois stayed inside while Richard and Jason caught up. It had been almost a week that her fiancé had been in Washington covering the summit on African issues and the long absence had been hard on Jason. For her part, the days without Richard had been filled with work as she’d teamed up with Clark both to try and track down Luthor as well as provide Perry with the front page stories he’d demanded. But the nights when she hadn’t immediately fallen into an exhausted sleep had been dogged with worries and recrimination as Lois had mentally replayed Richard’s sad question.
"When are you going to admit to yourself that you’re still in love with Superman?"
Her guilt was compounded by the secrets she still kept. How could she tell Richard that not only might his fiancée still be entranced by her old flame, but that the son he’d raised and loved was also that man’s child? Her life felt like something out of a soap opera but worst of all was that she didn’t know what to do. For Lois Lane, used to tackling life as she tackled stories, head-on and relentless, this was almost unprecedented.