Fic: Do You Believe in Fate? (14/?)
Title: Do You Believe in Fate? (14/?)
Author: Babette babettew54
Category: Smallville
Characters: Clark Luthor/Alt-Lois Lane, Jonathan/Martha, Perry White, Jimmy Olsen, Bruce Wayne, Tess Luthor, Clark Kent, Conner Kent
Rating: M
Word Count: 3,500
Disclaimer: DC Comics/Warner Brothers owns these characters. No profit is being made from this story. This is strictly for my own amusement.
Author’s Notes: This next chapter was an attempt to show the similarities between both Clois couples. You’ll see what I mean. I had a blast writing it. I hope you enjoy it. Please read and review. Thanks, everyone! :D
Banner by Ctbn60
Previously:
( Chapter 1)( Chapter 2)( Chapter 3)( Chapter 4)( Chapter 5)
( Chapter 6)( Chapter 7) ( Chapter 8) ( Chapter 9) ( Chapter 10)
( Chapter 11) ( Chapter 12)( Chapter 13)
x-posted to: (AO3); (FFN)
Chapter 14: To Where You Are
The Kent farm in the real world, seconds later:
After twirling out of the suit, Clark went in search of his love. He knew that she was staying at the farm. "Lois, Lois!" He yelled a bit too loudly as he walked through the farmhouse looking for her. Then he heard a noise at the top of the stairs. "Mom?"
"Clark, you're home." Martha stated the obvious then rubbed the sleep from her eyes. She closed her robe and came down the stairs. She welcomed him home with a hug. "You're looking for Lois?"
"Well, yeah, where is she?" Clark was beginning to worry.
"She packed her bag this morning and went home," Martha replied. "Clark, it's after ten o'clock, she's probably at home fast asleep."
Frowning, he listened for a moment. "No, she's not at home. I'll find her. Go back to bed and I'm sorry I woke you."
Now Martha was worried. "Call me when you find her, alright, no matter how late it is."
"Alright, I'll call you later. Bye, Mom."
Seconds later, he streaked toward Metropolis, he listened carefully, and then he heard her strong and steady heartbeat.
~o~o~
Meanwhile, Lois was at the Planet offices trying to get some work done. She couldn't sleep, still worried about Clark and when he was coming home. Just go home and try and get some sleep, she thought. But instead, she booted up her computer and thought about him in that strange place, what he was doing, whom he was with, and when, if ever, she would see him again.
Standing up, she walked over to his desk and picked up his name plate. Shaking her head, she remembered when he had come home after being away for a few weeks. She had missed him terribly, but that was long before they had admitted their true feelings. Smiling at the memory, she thought, I miss you, Smallville. Just come home, Ok? Still staring at the name plate, her vision suddenly blurred. She wiped a stray tear from the corner of her eye.
"I think I'm going to need that."
Lois' heart soared inside her chest. "Clark?" Setting the name plate down, she turned and there he was looking so tall and handsome and that smile, he took her breath away.
Smiling from ear to ear, he held out his arms, and she was in them in a second. Clutching each other close, stroking her hair, he whispered hoping to soothe her. "I'm home honey, I'm home." He was a little emotional too.
Then they were kissing each other desperately tasting the other's tears. Tongues touched, and moans were uttered, then Clark pulled back suddenly. "Are we alone?"
Smiling at the look on his face, she replied, "Yes, we are."
"Perfect," he said and picked her up and took her to a private office with an exceptionally long couch. Once inside, he closed and locked the door. Pulling her to him, his lips wandered down her throat then he pulled her blouse aside and moaned as she stroked his head and kissed his throat and his ear. "Oh, Clark, I missed you so much."
"I missed you too," he whispered back. He picked her up then, surprising her and then he laid her on the sofa leaned down and stroked her hair. "I love you, Lois, always."
She pulled his head down. "I love you too, Clark … forever and ever," she whispered back and then they were in each other's arms kissing and caressing each other, then the last of their clothing was removed remarkably quick. When her breasts were revealed to his hungry gaze her nipples tightened under his scrutiny, her back arched waiting for his mouth and hands, and when he took a nipple into his mouth she gasped at the sensation, and then he stroked the other breast igniting fires; she was burning up. "Oh yes," she cried as heat pooled like molten lava between her legs. His mouth returned to hers again and again moaning as he covered her mouth fully with his own, his head tilting from side to side as he pressed into the kiss.
Sensing she wanted more, he pressed her back onto the sofa, stroked smoothly down her flat belly until his fingertips touched her damp curls. Lois thrust against his hand, silently pleading for him to finish what he started. She was slick with desire and Clark didn't think he could wait any longer. She dug her hands into arms pulling him closer. "Now, Clark, now!" She cried begging for it. He positioned himself, rubbed his throbbing erection against her heat, then entered her then with a smooth glide and then he began to move to pleasure her, and him and soon they began that climb and he could feel her body clench around his length and knew she was coming. He followed her and cried out his pleasure against her neck as he joined her in completion.
A few moments passed as they caught their breaths then Clark pulled his jacket from the floor and covered them as they snuggled close her head under his chin. "Wow, that was …" He couldn't finish because Lois was kissing his chest, his ear and his throat.
Clark was so turned on right now that he pulled her closer and kissed her back, and she responded without hesitation thrilling him and spurring him on to love her to show her just how much he had missed her. The next thing he knew she was sitting on his lap, Lois's legs were around him, her head was thrown back as he kissed and stroked her nipples. He kissed her to keep her quiet. He stroked her smooth thighs and then he touched her there, and she was ready again. He moaned into her mouth, then lifted her up and slid her down on his straining erection.
They both sighed in total bliss; it was too incredible to believe; they never wanted it to end. Lois kissed him thrusting her tongue down his throat and then it happened. They both came at the same time clutching each other close until they came back down to earth; moments passed as they caught their breaths, kissing and stroking each other.
Lois' head on chest, she whispered breathlessly, "Wow, that was ..." She hesitated as words failed her which was rare, to say the least.
Clark smiled and chuckled. "Indescribable?" He suggested as he kissed her cheek, her ear and her throat.
"Oh yeah," she agreed as she leaned to the side to give him better access. "Umm, we'll never leave here if you continue doing that," she murmured, but that didn't stop her from pulling him closer and kissing him over and over again.
A little while later, two extremely strong willed people were barely able to cool down for a moment, smile into each other's eyes, left the sofa, got dressed and headed home.
Once at home and inside their bedroom, Clark began to wonder when Lois would ask about his time in the other dimension, but then he heard something. He twirled into the suit. "There's an emergency."
"Ok, Clark, but we will talk about your … Ummm … visit to that other world. I'll wait up for you," Lois said and quirked an eyebrow at him, meaning he wouldn't get off that easily.
"Ok, I won't be long," he said and kissed her goodbye. He was not looking forward to their talk.
Once in the sky, he couldn't help but think about how Lois and Clark were doing in the other world. He hoped they could work things out. He truly wanted that for them more than anything because they would be miserable apart.
It was their fate.
~o~o~
Meanwhile, in the mirror universe:
Clark Luthor quietly sat in the vacant hospital room, but visiting hours were almost over, so he got up and went to see his parents. Just before entering his Father's room, he had to shake his head. Just a month ago, he was alone in the world. No one cared whether he lived or died, but now he had two sets of parents who cared about him and a loving and beautiful woman who loved him, at least he hoped she still did.
He slowly opened the door. "Mom, Dad, I'm back!" Jonathan was asleep, but then he opened his eyes when he saw his son looking fantastic and alive.
"Clark!" Martha exclaimed and ran to him. "You're back." She was emotional as tears blinded her. She touched his cheeks with both hands. "Are you Ok? How are you feeling?"
"I'm fine Mom." Clark turned to his Father. "Look at you. I'm so glad you're Ok." Clark touched his shoulder. He wanted to hug him close, but he felt awkward.
Jonathan helped him out. "Son," he whispered and pulled him into a tight hug. Both closing their eyes, he felt good to hold him again.
After pulling apart, Jonathan spoke up. "Clark, everything will be alright now." He paused. "We know what happened at the Fortress."
"He told you." It was a statement.
Martha took his hand hoping to show her support. "Yes, he did, and we're sorry you got the wrong impression. Lois loves you dearly." She paused. "Where is she?"
"I don't know," he replied, head down ashamed of the way he had acted.
"Son, you have to find her and try and explain that you were hurt but that you still love her and trust her."
Suddenly extremely determined, he knew what he had to do. "I'll find her, don't worry. We'll work this out." They looked hopeful but still worried. "I promise. I won't let her go." He knew the truth now. "I couldn't do it even I wanted to."
Very relieved, Martha and Jonathan smiled knowing everything would be OK now. A little while later, he left his parents and went in search of the love of his life.
~o~o~
Meanwhile, at Lois' apartment:
Lois awakened from a restless sleep by a ringing telephone. She had no desire to head into the office, but sure enough it was Perry. "Hello, Perry, what is it?"
"Superman is at it again," Perry replied without preamble.
Unbelieving, Lois quickly sat up. "What did you just say?"
"Lois, it's time for you to get back to work. I know you've been involved with personal matters for several days, but it's time to do what you do best, write Superman stories. Now, turn on the television, right now!"
Lois did as he said and there was Clark in all his red and blue glory. She was so happy for him, she wanted to cry, but where did that leave them? "I'll be there shortly, Chief."
She jumped out of bed, showered and changed and was about to leave when she heard a swishing sound, and of course, she knew it was him.
"Hello, Lois," Clark whispered softly as not to startle her.
Her stubborn heart skidded to a stop by just the sound of his voice. Closing her eyes for a moment, she turned to him. He was hovering outside her window.
Lois stiffened her back and crossed her arms much like the first time that they had met, but it didn't stop her heart from melting just to see him again. Shaking her head at her uncontrollable emotions, she stared at him not saying anything. Actually, she was a bit tongue-tied at the mere sight of him.
He tapped on the window. "May I come in?"
Lois could clearly see that he wanted to apologize. It was written all over his face. She finally found her voice. "Well, I am leaving shortly for the office to write about you."
"Oh, I see, well, don't let me keep you." He was running away from her, afraid she would tell him to leave and never come back. He lifted up into the sky, but Lois stopped him. She opened the window. "I do have a minute. Come in."
Relieved but still worried, he drifted inside, and she had to shake her head at him. "So you did it?"
He slowly landed and stood just a few feet away. "Yeah, it was time."
"I see." Lois didn't know what to say to him.
Clark sighed to himself, then he came closer. Not trusting herself, Lois backed up. He stopped. "Lois, I came here to apologize, but I know it won't be enough to take away what I did to you."
"No, Clark, it won't be enough," she said firmly.
"Tell me what to do, please. I'm so sorry about everything. I was confused, scared, and utterly stupid. I know that now."
Lois was silent for a moment. "Clark, you don't trust me, and what you did and the things you said, I don't know if I can forgive you."
Ashamed, he hung his head then he looked her in the eye. "I understand, but I won't give you up, Lois." He paused. "I love you, and I will make this up to you no matter what I have to do."
Inside Lois wondered what he could do to make up for the things he had said and done. But her stubborn and utterly enthralled heart refused to listen to her brain. She wanted to fall all over him. Damn the man, she thought.
At her silence, he slowly walked over to the window, turned and said, "I have to go. Good night, Lois." He waited for a moment.
Once in the sky, he heard her say, "Goodbye, Clark."
Frowning, he headed to an emergency. I will get her back, I will.
~o~o~
The Daily Planet bullpen, a little while later:
It was getting late, and Lois was still unable to get any work done because Clark refused to leave her mind. Questions and more questions kept creeping into her brain. Should I let him go and move on with my life? She had no answers. Her heart knew the answer, and that was exactly the problem.
At her sad and rather curious expression, Perry walked over to her. "Lois, do you have a moment?"
"Sure Chief," she replied and turned from the blank screen.
"I know things have been hard for you what with Superman dying and returning from the dead, but he's back now. You should be rolling out stories one after the other, but here you sit, staring at the computer screen." He paused. "Is it writer's block?" He watched her for a moment when she hadn't answered him. "Don't worry about it. It happens from time to time. Do you need any more time off?"
"No, Perry, I'm OK. I do have a few things I want to write, but they're all jumbled in my head. It won't be long, I promise." She knew it was asking a lot, but she was confident that a story would come to her she just needed a little time.
"Ok, I have faith in you. Remember that. Goodnight, Lois."
"Good night Chief and thanks."
Turning back to her computer, she sighed then pulled up a story she had been working on and wondered about the title. Clark had been dead only a short while when she had sat down at home and written a story about him. "Why the World Needed Superman," she whispered the title again and again. As she thought about that terrible time, tears blinded her. But he is back but why can't I forgive him? Should I forgive him?
At that moment, Clark exited the elevator looking for her. Amazingly, he had followed her heartbeat. He'd found himself listening to it pretty much from the day they had met.
Lois heard the elevator door ding, glanced around her computer monitor and there he was all dressed up, red roses in his hand, and ready to do what, Lois had no idea. All she could do was stare at him mouth hanging open.
"Good evening, I hope you're hungry. I brought take-out." He held up a bag of steaming hot food. "And I figured this wouldn't hurt either." He gave her the flowers.
She accepted the roses, took a sniff then tossed them in the trash. "Thanks for the roses and I'm not hungry." She turned back to the computer and pretended to type something.
Clark wasn't deterred. He casually strolled around her desk and leaned extremely close over her shoulder. "Humm, there's two 'r's' in tomorrow."
Lois sighed to herself as she inhaled his unique and manly scent. "I know that. I was going to spellcheck it, but … thanks anyway."
"You're welcome." He left her side, sat down opposite her at a vacant desk and asked her a question. "Are you sure you're not hungry. There's plenty." He took out the food, opened the Thai serving boxes, which she loved and began to eat. "It's delicious."
Lois' stomach growled. She hadn't eaten since lunch entirely too upset and crying her eyes out to think about dinner. She turned to him then, but she forgot what she was going to say as she gaped at him. He had removed his suit coat, and his bulging muscles were about to burst from the confines of his shirt. Shaking her head at him, she managed to speak, "Clark, I don't know what you're trying to prove here, but food, flowers and … muscles are not going to do the trick. You should leave. I have stories to write."
He inwardly smiled at her mention of his muscles. "Were you writing about me?"
Lois rolled her eyes. "You and that big head of yours; it has nothing to do with you."
"Really?" He didn't believe her.
"Yes really."
"May I see it?" He held out his hand.
"Of course not," she replied and covered the monitor with her hands then she felt foolish. He could see through anything.
Clark grinned. "But you said it had nothing to do with me. I enjoy your stories, Lois, and I'm not just saying that. You write beautifully." He paused for a moment. He then decided to tell her more about himself. "I wish I could write like that."
Lois was stunned then she turned back to him. "You write stories?"
"Yeah, since I was about fifteen. I recently started again, but it's mostly stupid stuff about people that I've met ever since I began saving lives."
He was still surprising her. "Clark, writing is not stupid. It's a gift."
"Well, I'm far too busy to write stories anymore." Listening, his head came up. "Speaking of that, I have to leave now." He stood up and pulled on his coat. Lois was enthralled by the man. She couldn't deny it then she also stood up.
"Clark, I …" She paused not knowing how she felt. "I just need a little more time. Can you give me that?"
"Lois, I'll wait forever, if I have to," he told her with a look of such determination that she believed him. Grinning at the look on her face, he left her standing there. She turned to him, but he was gone.
TBC!
~o~o~
Song Inspiration: To Where You Are, Josh Groban.
A/N: I know it's a sad song, but the title is perfect. It's a beautiful song so go listen to it then read this chapter again! But I do feel sad about Earth-2 Clois, but you know I loved writing THIS chapter. Both Clois couples, similar but different in their own special way. Earth-2 Clois has a long way to go (but not too long).
Oh, if anyone was wondering why I didn't rewrite Clark putting on the suit, read his dream again in Chapter 12. Stay tuned for more. Thanks for reading, everyone. Reviews are so much love.
Author: Babette babettew54
Category: Smallville
Characters: Clark Luthor/Alt-Lois Lane, Jonathan/Martha, Perry White, Jimmy Olsen, Bruce Wayne, Tess Luthor, Clark Kent, Conner Kent
Rating: M
Word Count: 3,500
Disclaimer: DC Comics/Warner Brothers owns these characters. No profit is being made from this story. This is strictly for my own amusement.
Author’s Notes: This next chapter was an attempt to show the similarities between both Clois couples. You’ll see what I mean. I had a blast writing it. I hope you enjoy it. Please read and review. Thanks, everyone! :D
Banner by Ctbn60
Previously:
( Chapter 1)( Chapter 2)( Chapter 3)( Chapter 4)( Chapter 5)
( Chapter 6)( Chapter 7) ( Chapter 8) ( Chapter 9) ( Chapter 10)
( Chapter 11) ( Chapter 12)( Chapter 13)
x-posted to: (AO3); (FFN)
Chapter 14: To Where You Are
The Kent farm in the real world, seconds later:
After twirling out of the suit, Clark went in search of his love. He knew that she was staying at the farm. "Lois, Lois!" He yelled a bit too loudly as he walked through the farmhouse looking for her. Then he heard a noise at the top of the stairs. "Mom?"
"Clark, you're home." Martha stated the obvious then rubbed the sleep from her eyes. She closed her robe and came down the stairs. She welcomed him home with a hug. "You're looking for Lois?"
"Well, yeah, where is she?" Clark was beginning to worry.
"She packed her bag this morning and went home," Martha replied. "Clark, it's after ten o'clock, she's probably at home fast asleep."
Frowning, he listened for a moment. "No, she's not at home. I'll find her. Go back to bed and I'm sorry I woke you."
Now Martha was worried. "Call me when you find her, alright, no matter how late it is."
"Alright, I'll call you later. Bye, Mom."
Seconds later, he streaked toward Metropolis, he listened carefully, and then he heard her strong and steady heartbeat.
~o~o~
Meanwhile, Lois was at the Planet offices trying to get some work done. She couldn't sleep, still worried about Clark and when he was coming home. Just go home and try and get some sleep, she thought. But instead, she booted up her computer and thought about him in that strange place, what he was doing, whom he was with, and when, if ever, she would see him again.
Standing up, she walked over to his desk and picked up his name plate. Shaking her head, she remembered when he had come home after being away for a few weeks. She had missed him terribly, but that was long before they had admitted their true feelings. Smiling at the memory, she thought, I miss you, Smallville. Just come home, Ok? Still staring at the name plate, her vision suddenly blurred. She wiped a stray tear from the corner of her eye.
"I think I'm going to need that."
Lois' heart soared inside her chest. "Clark?" Setting the name plate down, she turned and there he was looking so tall and handsome and that smile, he took her breath away.
Smiling from ear to ear, he held out his arms, and she was in them in a second. Clutching each other close, stroking her hair, he whispered hoping to soothe her. "I'm home honey, I'm home." He was a little emotional too.
Then they were kissing each other desperately tasting the other's tears. Tongues touched, and moans were uttered, then Clark pulled back suddenly. "Are we alone?"
Smiling at the look on his face, she replied, "Yes, we are."
"Perfect," he said and picked her up and took her to a private office with an exceptionally long couch. Once inside, he closed and locked the door. Pulling her to him, his lips wandered down her throat then he pulled her blouse aside and moaned as she stroked his head and kissed his throat and his ear. "Oh, Clark, I missed you so much."
"I missed you too," he whispered back. He picked her up then, surprising her and then he laid her on the sofa leaned down and stroked her hair. "I love you, Lois, always."
She pulled his head down. "I love you too, Clark … forever and ever," she whispered back and then they were in each other's arms kissing and caressing each other, then the last of their clothing was removed remarkably quick. When her breasts were revealed to his hungry gaze her nipples tightened under his scrutiny, her back arched waiting for his mouth and hands, and when he took a nipple into his mouth she gasped at the sensation, and then he stroked the other breast igniting fires; she was burning up. "Oh yes," she cried as heat pooled like molten lava between her legs. His mouth returned to hers again and again moaning as he covered her mouth fully with his own, his head tilting from side to side as he pressed into the kiss.
Sensing she wanted more, he pressed her back onto the sofa, stroked smoothly down her flat belly until his fingertips touched her damp curls. Lois thrust against his hand, silently pleading for him to finish what he started. She was slick with desire and Clark didn't think he could wait any longer. She dug her hands into arms pulling him closer. "Now, Clark, now!" She cried begging for it. He positioned himself, rubbed his throbbing erection against her heat, then entered her then with a smooth glide and then he began to move to pleasure her, and him and soon they began that climb and he could feel her body clench around his length and knew she was coming. He followed her and cried out his pleasure against her neck as he joined her in completion.
A few moments passed as they caught their breaths then Clark pulled his jacket from the floor and covered them as they snuggled close her head under his chin. "Wow, that was …" He couldn't finish because Lois was kissing his chest, his ear and his throat.
Clark was so turned on right now that he pulled her closer and kissed her back, and she responded without hesitation thrilling him and spurring him on to love her to show her just how much he had missed her. The next thing he knew she was sitting on his lap, Lois's legs were around him, her head was thrown back as he kissed and stroked her nipples. He kissed her to keep her quiet. He stroked her smooth thighs and then he touched her there, and she was ready again. He moaned into her mouth, then lifted her up and slid her down on his straining erection.
They both sighed in total bliss; it was too incredible to believe; they never wanted it to end. Lois kissed him thrusting her tongue down his throat and then it happened. They both came at the same time clutching each other close until they came back down to earth; moments passed as they caught their breaths, kissing and stroking each other.
Lois' head on chest, she whispered breathlessly, "Wow, that was ..." She hesitated as words failed her which was rare, to say the least.
Clark smiled and chuckled. "Indescribable?" He suggested as he kissed her cheek, her ear and her throat.
"Oh yeah," she agreed as she leaned to the side to give him better access. "Umm, we'll never leave here if you continue doing that," she murmured, but that didn't stop her from pulling him closer and kissing him over and over again.
A little while later, two extremely strong willed people were barely able to cool down for a moment, smile into each other's eyes, left the sofa, got dressed and headed home.
Once at home and inside their bedroom, Clark began to wonder when Lois would ask about his time in the other dimension, but then he heard something. He twirled into the suit. "There's an emergency."
"Ok, Clark, but we will talk about your … Ummm … visit to that other world. I'll wait up for you," Lois said and quirked an eyebrow at him, meaning he wouldn't get off that easily.
"Ok, I won't be long," he said and kissed her goodbye. He was not looking forward to their talk.
Once in the sky, he couldn't help but think about how Lois and Clark were doing in the other world. He hoped they could work things out. He truly wanted that for them more than anything because they would be miserable apart.
It was their fate.
~o~o~
Meanwhile, in the mirror universe:
Clark Luthor quietly sat in the vacant hospital room, but visiting hours were almost over, so he got up and went to see his parents. Just before entering his Father's room, he had to shake his head. Just a month ago, he was alone in the world. No one cared whether he lived or died, but now he had two sets of parents who cared about him and a loving and beautiful woman who loved him, at least he hoped she still did.
He slowly opened the door. "Mom, Dad, I'm back!" Jonathan was asleep, but then he opened his eyes when he saw his son looking fantastic and alive.
"Clark!" Martha exclaimed and ran to him. "You're back." She was emotional as tears blinded her. She touched his cheeks with both hands. "Are you Ok? How are you feeling?"
"I'm fine Mom." Clark turned to his Father. "Look at you. I'm so glad you're Ok." Clark touched his shoulder. He wanted to hug him close, but he felt awkward.
Jonathan helped him out. "Son," he whispered and pulled him into a tight hug. Both closing their eyes, he felt good to hold him again.
After pulling apart, Jonathan spoke up. "Clark, everything will be alright now." He paused. "We know what happened at the Fortress."
"He told you." It was a statement.
Martha took his hand hoping to show her support. "Yes, he did, and we're sorry you got the wrong impression. Lois loves you dearly." She paused. "Where is she?"
"I don't know," he replied, head down ashamed of the way he had acted.
"Son, you have to find her and try and explain that you were hurt but that you still love her and trust her."
Suddenly extremely determined, he knew what he had to do. "I'll find her, don't worry. We'll work this out." They looked hopeful but still worried. "I promise. I won't let her go." He knew the truth now. "I couldn't do it even I wanted to."
Very relieved, Martha and Jonathan smiled knowing everything would be OK now. A little while later, he left his parents and went in search of the love of his life.
~o~o~
Meanwhile, at Lois' apartment:
Lois awakened from a restless sleep by a ringing telephone. She had no desire to head into the office, but sure enough it was Perry. "Hello, Perry, what is it?"
"Superman is at it again," Perry replied without preamble.
Unbelieving, Lois quickly sat up. "What did you just say?"
"Lois, it's time for you to get back to work. I know you've been involved with personal matters for several days, but it's time to do what you do best, write Superman stories. Now, turn on the television, right now!"
Lois did as he said and there was Clark in all his red and blue glory. She was so happy for him, she wanted to cry, but where did that leave them? "I'll be there shortly, Chief."
She jumped out of bed, showered and changed and was about to leave when she heard a swishing sound, and of course, she knew it was him.
"Hello, Lois," Clark whispered softly as not to startle her.
Her stubborn heart skidded to a stop by just the sound of his voice. Closing her eyes for a moment, she turned to him. He was hovering outside her window.
Lois stiffened her back and crossed her arms much like the first time that they had met, but it didn't stop her heart from melting just to see him again. Shaking her head at her uncontrollable emotions, she stared at him not saying anything. Actually, she was a bit tongue-tied at the mere sight of him.
He tapped on the window. "May I come in?"
Lois could clearly see that he wanted to apologize. It was written all over his face. She finally found her voice. "Well, I am leaving shortly for the office to write about you."
"Oh, I see, well, don't let me keep you." He was running away from her, afraid she would tell him to leave and never come back. He lifted up into the sky, but Lois stopped him. She opened the window. "I do have a minute. Come in."
Relieved but still worried, he drifted inside, and she had to shake her head at him. "So you did it?"
He slowly landed and stood just a few feet away. "Yeah, it was time."
"I see." Lois didn't know what to say to him.
Clark sighed to himself, then he came closer. Not trusting herself, Lois backed up. He stopped. "Lois, I came here to apologize, but I know it won't be enough to take away what I did to you."
"No, Clark, it won't be enough," she said firmly.
"Tell me what to do, please. I'm so sorry about everything. I was confused, scared, and utterly stupid. I know that now."
Lois was silent for a moment. "Clark, you don't trust me, and what you did and the things you said, I don't know if I can forgive you."
Ashamed, he hung his head then he looked her in the eye. "I understand, but I won't give you up, Lois." He paused. "I love you, and I will make this up to you no matter what I have to do."
Inside Lois wondered what he could do to make up for the things he had said and done. But her stubborn and utterly enthralled heart refused to listen to her brain. She wanted to fall all over him. Damn the man, she thought.
At her silence, he slowly walked over to the window, turned and said, "I have to go. Good night, Lois." He waited for a moment.
Once in the sky, he heard her say, "Goodbye, Clark."
Frowning, he headed to an emergency. I will get her back, I will.
~o~o~
The Daily Planet bullpen, a little while later:
It was getting late, and Lois was still unable to get any work done because Clark refused to leave her mind. Questions and more questions kept creeping into her brain. Should I let him go and move on with my life? She had no answers. Her heart knew the answer, and that was exactly the problem.
At her sad and rather curious expression, Perry walked over to her. "Lois, do you have a moment?"
"Sure Chief," she replied and turned from the blank screen.
"I know things have been hard for you what with Superman dying and returning from the dead, but he's back now. You should be rolling out stories one after the other, but here you sit, staring at the computer screen." He paused. "Is it writer's block?" He watched her for a moment when she hadn't answered him. "Don't worry about it. It happens from time to time. Do you need any more time off?"
"No, Perry, I'm OK. I do have a few things I want to write, but they're all jumbled in my head. It won't be long, I promise." She knew it was asking a lot, but she was confident that a story would come to her she just needed a little time.
"Ok, I have faith in you. Remember that. Goodnight, Lois."
"Good night Chief and thanks."
Turning back to her computer, she sighed then pulled up a story she had been working on and wondered about the title. Clark had been dead only a short while when she had sat down at home and written a story about him. "Why the World Needed Superman," she whispered the title again and again. As she thought about that terrible time, tears blinded her. But he is back but why can't I forgive him? Should I forgive him?
At that moment, Clark exited the elevator looking for her. Amazingly, he had followed her heartbeat. He'd found himself listening to it pretty much from the day they had met.
Lois heard the elevator door ding, glanced around her computer monitor and there he was all dressed up, red roses in his hand, and ready to do what, Lois had no idea. All she could do was stare at him mouth hanging open.
"Good evening, I hope you're hungry. I brought take-out." He held up a bag of steaming hot food. "And I figured this wouldn't hurt either." He gave her the flowers.
She accepted the roses, took a sniff then tossed them in the trash. "Thanks for the roses and I'm not hungry." She turned back to the computer and pretended to type something.
Clark wasn't deterred. He casually strolled around her desk and leaned extremely close over her shoulder. "Humm, there's two 'r's' in tomorrow."
Lois sighed to herself as she inhaled his unique and manly scent. "I know that. I was going to spellcheck it, but … thanks anyway."
"You're welcome." He left her side, sat down opposite her at a vacant desk and asked her a question. "Are you sure you're not hungry. There's plenty." He took out the food, opened the Thai serving boxes, which she loved and began to eat. "It's delicious."
Lois' stomach growled. She hadn't eaten since lunch entirely too upset and crying her eyes out to think about dinner. She turned to him then, but she forgot what she was going to say as she gaped at him. He had removed his suit coat, and his bulging muscles were about to burst from the confines of his shirt. Shaking her head at him, she managed to speak, "Clark, I don't know what you're trying to prove here, but food, flowers and … muscles are not going to do the trick. You should leave. I have stories to write."
He inwardly smiled at her mention of his muscles. "Were you writing about me?"
Lois rolled her eyes. "You and that big head of yours; it has nothing to do with you."
"Really?" He didn't believe her.
"Yes really."
"May I see it?" He held out his hand.
"Of course not," she replied and covered the monitor with her hands then she felt foolish. He could see through anything.
Clark grinned. "But you said it had nothing to do with me. I enjoy your stories, Lois, and I'm not just saying that. You write beautifully." He paused for a moment. He then decided to tell her more about himself. "I wish I could write like that."
Lois was stunned then she turned back to him. "You write stories?"
"Yeah, since I was about fifteen. I recently started again, but it's mostly stupid stuff about people that I've met ever since I began saving lives."
He was still surprising her. "Clark, writing is not stupid. It's a gift."
"Well, I'm far too busy to write stories anymore." Listening, his head came up. "Speaking of that, I have to leave now." He stood up and pulled on his coat. Lois was enthralled by the man. She couldn't deny it then she also stood up.
"Clark, I …" She paused not knowing how she felt. "I just need a little more time. Can you give me that?"
"Lois, I'll wait forever, if I have to," he told her with a look of such determination that she believed him. Grinning at the look on her face, he left her standing there. She turned to him, but he was gone.
TBC!
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Song Inspiration: To Where You Are, Josh Groban.
A/N: I know it's a sad song, but the title is perfect. It's a beautiful song so go listen to it then read this chapter again! But I do feel sad about Earth-2 Clois, but you know I loved writing THIS chapter. Both Clois couples, similar but different in their own special way. Earth-2 Clois has a long way to go (but not too long).
Oh, if anyone was wondering why I didn't rewrite Clark putting on the suit, read his dream again in Chapter 12. Stay tuned for more. Thanks for reading, everyone. Reviews are so much love.