Fic: The Real You (2/?)
Title: The Real You (2/?)
Author: Babette babettew54
Category: Smallville (AU)
Characters: Lois/Clark, Perry White
Rating: PG
Word Count: 2,000
Summary: What if Future!Clark had witnessed the kiss on the rooftop, what would be his reaction?
Spoilers: None.
A/N: Please try and remember, this is not the couple from last night, this is Future!Clois and they have issues to work through. In this next chapter, Lois and Clark are still dealing with Past!Clark’s appearance in Metropolis as it continues to affect their relationship in profound and unexpected ways. A word of warning, Future!Clois angst rears its ugly head in this chapter, but I think what’s happening to Clark is totally in character. I hope you like how the story continues. Please read and review! Thanks.
Previously
( Chapter 1)
Chapter 2: Three’s a Crowd
October 16, 2017, 4:00 am, Lois and Clark’s bedroom:
Clark lay beside his sleeping wife eyes wide open unable to sleep, as thoughts of the past twenty-four hours refused to leave him alone. Normally, he wouldn’t think anything was strange, but he had to think really hard of the last time he and his wife had made love for seven straight hours, because it had never happened before. What in the world had gotten into her? Not that I minded, of course, it was just not like her, and I hate to admit it, but we hadn’t had time to spend that much time together lately. His second job took up the bulk of his day and with little or no time spent at the office, his nights were busy too, but last night’s dinner was a rare and special occasion for them. He felt a little sad it had ended the way that it had, but they had finished their delayed dinner and headed straight for bed. He had wanted to talk some more, but Lois had other ideas.
Now, as he watched Lois finally go off to sleep, he had to wonder again about his wife’s sudden need to practically devour him last night, not that he minded, of course. Maybe she was just making up for lost time? You know that wasn’t the reason, just admit it. Clark’s inner voice refused to be ignored. She was thinking of him while she made love to me, but I am him, so it doesn’t make any difference. Of course, it makes a difference; she was all over the guy on the rooftop. She even said he makes her crazy. When was the last time she said that to me? I can’t remember, because it never happened.
Suddenly, Lois began to mumble in her sleep and Clark had to lean down a little to hear what she was saying. “Umm, cra…zy, umm.” She hugged her pillow and had this contented look on her face. He didn’t like it.
Clark narrowed his eyes and then left the bed in a huff. After showering and changing, he stood at the foot of the bed and watched Lois for a few minutes, and then an idea came to him. It may just make her sit up and take notice of the real me.
~o~o~
Lois arrived at the office an hour late but in good spirits as she thought about last night and this morning. With her hair flowing about her shoulders, which was a change for her, she admitted to herself yet again that she had married a Superman in more ways than one, as she couldn’t remember ever feeling so happy.
“Lois, where’s your husband or do I need to ask?” It was Perry at the door with a special assignment for Clark. He knew the best time to catch his star reporter was in the morning when the world was relatively quiet.
“He should be here soon, Chief,” Lois replied as she booted up her computer, hoping nothing major had happened in the past few hours.
“Tell him to come see me as soon as he gets in.”
“Sure, Chief,” Lois said as she began to write-up Clark’s last minute reactor save from yesterday. “I wonder if I should say anything about the rescue of the helicopter,” she mumbled aloud not realizing Perry was still standing there.
“What did you say, Lois?”
“Oh, nothing Chief, I’ll tell him you need to see him.”
“I’ll be down in copy if he shows up in the next twenty minutes.”
“Sure, Chief,” Lois replied distracted by her article.
Perry grinned and shook his head at his other star reporter as he left her alone.
Ten minutes later, Lois was just finishing up her article when office chatter began to filter into her hearing until she couldn’t ignore it anymore. “What in the world is going on out there?” It sounded to her like people were saying … ‘wow’ and ‘who knew he had it in him?’
Just as Lois was about to get up to see what all the commotion was about, Clark stood at the entrance to their office, hands in his pockets, a smirk on his face, sporting a new dark suit and stripped tie, which set off his dark good looks to distraction, his hair was not slicked back on his head, but layered and stylish which brought images to Lois’s mind of running her hands through it to see if it felt as silky as it looked, and then her eyes noticed the glasses. They were not huge and bulky on his face, but wire-rimmed and very flattering. Lois blinked, shocked at her husband’s new look as she realized who was causing all the commotion.
Clark was very pleased with her reaction, as he closed the door to keep out all the curious stares and to have a few quiet minutes with his wife. “Good morning, Lois,” he casually greeted his dumbstruck wife, as if the office had not come to complete standstill with his grand entrance.
“Clark, what …?” Lois began as words failed her, but her inner voice wondered what had brought on his complete change in appearance.
He inwardly smiled satisfied with his wife’s reaction … speechless and very turned on.
“Clark?” Lois tried again and for the life of her couldn’t come up with a coherent thought.
“What is it, Lois?” Clark was still in his casual every day, nothing unusual was happening manner, and then thought just one more move would do the trick, as he removed his suit coat and hung it on the back of his chair, revealing bulging muscles, and sat down to boot up his computer ready to get to work, then glanced at his wife out of the corner of his eye to see her reaction again.
Lois’s mouth dropped open, but then she snapped it shut and then suddenly realized giddy females were still ‘eye humping’ her husband from the hallway. That snapped her out of her mental stupor, as she went to the door and strongly let everyone know in no uncertain terms that the show was over and to get back to work … NOW! Everyone scurried back to work before ‘mad dog Lane’ worked up a head of steam.
She shut the door, crossed her arms, took a deep breath and tried to think of what to say, and not do what was uppermost in her mind … to jump her husband’s bones. Lois took another breath. “I think I know what this is about.”
“What do you mean Lois?”
“It’s about yesterday, isn’t it?”
“Yesterday?” He wouldn’t look at her as he pretended to type something.
“Please don’t answer my question with a question. I thought we had straightened everything out last night. Was I wrong?”
Clark turned to face his wife and decided she needed to know how he felt. “I thought so too,” he sadly replied.
She shook her head confused by his answer and his demeanor. “But what happened between then and now to bring on this … this …” Lois pointed to him, but words failed her again, as she tried to describe his new appearance.
Clark sighed, got up and went to stand by the window. A part of him understood what Lois was feeling, but he couldn’t seem to stop himself.
“Just tell me what it is, so we can fix this,” Lois pleaded as she approached her husband and tentatively took his hand.
"You know what it is.”
“Then it’s true, you can’t forget about the kiss, can you?”
“That was part of it, yes.”
“What else happened yesterday?”
“Nothing happened exactly, but he did say something.”
“What did he say?”
Clark stood up a little straighter. “He said ‘when did I become so uptight and … nerdy?”
Lois chuckled before she could stop herself.
“I’m serious here.”
“I’m sorry, Clark, but you are not uptight or nerdy. It’s a façade, remember. You wear those clothes and those glasses to deflect people’s curiosity because you look so much like you know who, and why am I telling you this? It was all your idea to dress and act this way.”
“I know it was my idea, but something else happened yesterday.”
“Go on, let’s hear it, and get it all out in the open.”
“I saw the kiss, but I also heard what you said to him. You never said that to me, Lois, and this morning, you mumbled the word ‘crazy’ in your sleep. I won’t stand for it. I won’t have another man in our bed. I won’t do it,” he hotly stated getting upset.
“But Clark, do you hear yourself? He is you, he’s not some other man, he’s you,” Lois pleaded with him as she grabbed his arms so he would face her, trying to get him to snap out of it. “You said you understood, but you don’t, do you? That speech you gave me about being blinded by love? It was a crock and you lied to me. I’ll never forgive you for that Clark.”
“But Lois?”
“I’ve heard enough,” she strongly stated and marched over to her desk. “This entire conversation is ridiculous and you need to go change, fix your hair and put these on,” she instructed firmly and pulled out a spare pair of glasses from her desk and held them out to him.
Clark slowly walked over to her, took the glasses from her, stared at them as if making a decision, then stared at his wife and without taking his eyes from her face, crushed them in his palm, dropped the pieces on her desk, turned and left the office.
Lois gasped as tears sprang into her eyes. “Clark?” She whispered stunned.
TBC!
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A/N: Hugs Future!Lois. I know Clark is being unreasonable, but he does have a point here, a strange point, but a point nonetheless. Tell me what you’re thinking. Thanks for reading. Reviews are love.
Author: Babette babettew54
Category: Smallville (AU)
Characters: Lois/Clark, Perry White
Rating: PG
Word Count: 2,000
Summary: What if Future!Clark had witnessed the kiss on the rooftop, what would be his reaction?
Spoilers: None.
A/N: Please try and remember, this is not the couple from last night, this is Future!Clois and they have issues to work through. In this next chapter, Lois and Clark are still dealing with Past!Clark’s appearance in Metropolis as it continues to affect their relationship in profound and unexpected ways. A word of warning, Future!Clois angst rears its ugly head in this chapter, but I think what’s happening to Clark is totally in character. I hope you like how the story continues. Please read and review! Thanks.
Previously
( Chapter 1)
Chapter 2: Three’s a Crowd
October 16, 2017, 4:00 am, Lois and Clark’s bedroom:
Clark lay beside his sleeping wife eyes wide open unable to sleep, as thoughts of the past twenty-four hours refused to leave him alone. Normally, he wouldn’t think anything was strange, but he had to think really hard of the last time he and his wife had made love for seven straight hours, because it had never happened before. What in the world had gotten into her? Not that I minded, of course, it was just not like her, and I hate to admit it, but we hadn’t had time to spend that much time together lately. His second job took up the bulk of his day and with little or no time spent at the office, his nights were busy too, but last night’s dinner was a rare and special occasion for them. He felt a little sad it had ended the way that it had, but they had finished their delayed dinner and headed straight for bed. He had wanted to talk some more, but Lois had other ideas.
Now, as he watched Lois finally go off to sleep, he had to wonder again about his wife’s sudden need to practically devour him last night, not that he minded, of course. Maybe she was just making up for lost time? You know that wasn’t the reason, just admit it. Clark’s inner voice refused to be ignored. She was thinking of him while she made love to me, but I am him, so it doesn’t make any difference. Of course, it makes a difference; she was all over the guy on the rooftop. She even said he makes her crazy. When was the last time she said that to me? I can’t remember, because it never happened.
Suddenly, Lois began to mumble in her sleep and Clark had to lean down a little to hear what she was saying. “Umm, cra…zy, umm.” She hugged her pillow and had this contented look on her face. He didn’t like it.
Clark narrowed his eyes and then left the bed in a huff. After showering and changing, he stood at the foot of the bed and watched Lois for a few minutes, and then an idea came to him. It may just make her sit up and take notice of the real me.
~o~o~
Lois arrived at the office an hour late but in good spirits as she thought about last night and this morning. With her hair flowing about her shoulders, which was a change for her, she admitted to herself yet again that she had married a Superman in more ways than one, as she couldn’t remember ever feeling so happy.
“Lois, where’s your husband or do I need to ask?” It was Perry at the door with a special assignment for Clark. He knew the best time to catch his star reporter was in the morning when the world was relatively quiet.
“He should be here soon, Chief,” Lois replied as she booted up her computer, hoping nothing major had happened in the past few hours.
“Tell him to come see me as soon as he gets in.”
“Sure, Chief,” Lois said as she began to write-up Clark’s last minute reactor save from yesterday. “I wonder if I should say anything about the rescue of the helicopter,” she mumbled aloud not realizing Perry was still standing there.
“What did you say, Lois?”
“Oh, nothing Chief, I’ll tell him you need to see him.”
“I’ll be down in copy if he shows up in the next twenty minutes.”
“Sure, Chief,” Lois replied distracted by her article.
Perry grinned and shook his head at his other star reporter as he left her alone.
Ten minutes later, Lois was just finishing up her article when office chatter began to filter into her hearing until she couldn’t ignore it anymore. “What in the world is going on out there?” It sounded to her like people were saying … ‘wow’ and ‘who knew he had it in him?’
Just as Lois was about to get up to see what all the commotion was about, Clark stood at the entrance to their office, hands in his pockets, a smirk on his face, sporting a new dark suit and stripped tie, which set off his dark good looks to distraction, his hair was not slicked back on his head, but layered and stylish which brought images to Lois’s mind of running her hands through it to see if it felt as silky as it looked, and then her eyes noticed the glasses. They were not huge and bulky on his face, but wire-rimmed and very flattering. Lois blinked, shocked at her husband’s new look as she realized who was causing all the commotion.
Clark was very pleased with her reaction, as he closed the door to keep out all the curious stares and to have a few quiet minutes with his wife. “Good morning, Lois,” he casually greeted his dumbstruck wife, as if the office had not come to complete standstill with his grand entrance.
“Clark, what …?” Lois began as words failed her, but her inner voice wondered what had brought on his complete change in appearance.
He inwardly smiled satisfied with his wife’s reaction … speechless and very turned on.
“Clark?” Lois tried again and for the life of her couldn’t come up with a coherent thought.
“What is it, Lois?” Clark was still in his casual every day, nothing unusual was happening manner, and then thought just one more move would do the trick, as he removed his suit coat and hung it on the back of his chair, revealing bulging muscles, and sat down to boot up his computer ready to get to work, then glanced at his wife out of the corner of his eye to see her reaction again.
Lois’s mouth dropped open, but then she snapped it shut and then suddenly realized giddy females were still ‘eye humping’ her husband from the hallway. That snapped her out of her mental stupor, as she went to the door and strongly let everyone know in no uncertain terms that the show was over and to get back to work … NOW! Everyone scurried back to work before ‘mad dog Lane’ worked up a head of steam.
She shut the door, crossed her arms, took a deep breath and tried to think of what to say, and not do what was uppermost in her mind … to jump her husband’s bones. Lois took another breath. “I think I know what this is about.”
“What do you mean Lois?”
“It’s about yesterday, isn’t it?”
“Yesterday?” He wouldn’t look at her as he pretended to type something.
“Please don’t answer my question with a question. I thought we had straightened everything out last night. Was I wrong?”
Clark turned to face his wife and decided she needed to know how he felt. “I thought so too,” he sadly replied.
She shook her head confused by his answer and his demeanor. “But what happened between then and now to bring on this … this …” Lois pointed to him, but words failed her again, as she tried to describe his new appearance.
Clark sighed, got up and went to stand by the window. A part of him understood what Lois was feeling, but he couldn’t seem to stop himself.
“Just tell me what it is, so we can fix this,” Lois pleaded as she approached her husband and tentatively took his hand.
"You know what it is.”
“Then it’s true, you can’t forget about the kiss, can you?”
“That was part of it, yes.”
“What else happened yesterday?”
“Nothing happened exactly, but he did say something.”
“What did he say?”
Clark stood up a little straighter. “He said ‘when did I become so uptight and … nerdy?”
Lois chuckled before she could stop herself.
“I’m serious here.”
“I’m sorry, Clark, but you are not uptight or nerdy. It’s a façade, remember. You wear those clothes and those glasses to deflect people’s curiosity because you look so much like you know who, and why am I telling you this? It was all your idea to dress and act this way.”
“I know it was my idea, but something else happened yesterday.”
“Go on, let’s hear it, and get it all out in the open.”
“I saw the kiss, but I also heard what you said to him. You never said that to me, Lois, and this morning, you mumbled the word ‘crazy’ in your sleep. I won’t stand for it. I won’t have another man in our bed. I won’t do it,” he hotly stated getting upset.
“But Clark, do you hear yourself? He is you, he’s not some other man, he’s you,” Lois pleaded with him as she grabbed his arms so he would face her, trying to get him to snap out of it. “You said you understood, but you don’t, do you? That speech you gave me about being blinded by love? It was a crock and you lied to me. I’ll never forgive you for that Clark.”
“But Lois?”
“I’ve heard enough,” she strongly stated and marched over to her desk. “This entire conversation is ridiculous and you need to go change, fix your hair and put these on,” she instructed firmly and pulled out a spare pair of glasses from her desk and held them out to him.
Clark slowly walked over to her, took the glasses from her, stared at them as if making a decision, then stared at his wife and without taking his eyes from her face, crushed them in his palm, dropped the pieces on her desk, turned and left the office.
Lois gasped as tears sprang into her eyes. “Clark?” She whispered stunned.
TBC!
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A/N: Hugs Future!Lois. I know Clark is being unreasonable, but he does have a point here, a strange point, but a point nonetheless. Tell me what you’re thinking. Thanks for reading. Reviews are love.