Fic: Now or Never (3/?)
Title: Now or Never (3/?)
Author: Babettew54 babettew54
Category: Superman Returns
Characters: Lois Lane/Clark Kent/Kal-El, Perry White, Lex Luthor
Rating: M
Summary: They’ve had so many chances to make it work, but could there really be one more?
Words: 2,200
Disclaimer: DC Comics/WB Entertainment owns. No profit is being made from this story; this is strictly for my own amusement.
Author’s Notes: In this chapter, things were going along smoothly for Lois and Clark’s reconciliation, until Lois began to wonder what type of life they would have if they were to become a family. I admit I had fun with this chapter. I hope you’re still here and I hope you’re enjoying my story. Please review if you get a moment. I really want to know what you’re thinking. Thanks, everyone! :D
Previously:
( Chapter 1) ( Chapter 2)
Chapter 3: Only a Dream
Clark smiled and went to greet his son. “Shouldn’t you be asleep?”
“I heard voices. Did you come to see me?” Jason asked excited to see him again.
Unsure of what to say, Clark turned to Lois. “Well, I … ummm ...” He hesitated.
Lois was still in shock that Jason knew Clark’s secret, that it took her a moment to answer. “Jason, Mr. Clark and I were talking and it’s entirely too late for you to be up; say goodnight and go back to bed.”
Jason knew that tone of voice, turned and went back up the stairs. Clark felt bad for him then he called out to him. “I’ll come back and see you in a few days, how’s that?”
Jason turned around as the excitement came back into his eyes. “That’s great, goodnight Mr. Clark; goodnight Mom.”
“Goodnight, Jason,” Lois and Clark both said goodnight to him.
Lois watched him for a moment then asked him a question. “How long has he known about you?”
He came over to her, sat down and took her hand. “Well, since the first week I came back, I think. Remember when you, me, Richard and Jason were watching the monitor and the announcer said ‘Superman is back in all of our lives,’ well, Jason stared at me, then stared at the monitor and he just knew. Later when I came to see him, he asked me if it were true and I told him the truth. Are you mad?”
Lois shook her head and tried to smile. “No, I’m not mad, not at all; Jason has always been very bright and intuitive, but what does that say about me?” She stood up and went to stand at the window.
He came up behind her, turned her around and raised her chin. “It doesn’t say anything about you. Kids are very bright, it’s just when we get older, we tend to ignore those little niggling thoughts and our intuition and then we forget about it; that’s all it is.”
“I suppose you’re right,” she said and sighed.
He pulled her into his arms and decided to ask her something. “I know we only just got back together, but at some point, we should tell Jason the truth about … you know, who he really is.”
She pulled back and stared at him and realized that yes Jason would have to be told, but it was too soon. “I agree, but not now, Clark, he’s still adjusting to Richard being gone; he’s the only father he’s ever known, and it’s been tough on him,” she replied and left his arms. “Besides, he’s fine.”
“But his powers, Lois, has he showed any signs of his abilities? It could be anything … strength, eyesight, speed?”
She sat back down on the sofa, rubbed her eyes and made a decision. Clark should know what happened on the yacht. “Come and sit down; I have to tell you something.”
“Oh, boy, I have a feeling this is going to be bad. Jason has shown his powers hasn’t he?”
“Yes, he has but he was only trying to protect me. One of Luthor’s goons tried to kill me by bashing my head with a paper weight. Jason acted instinctively … he pushed the piano he was playing and it killed him. Jason felt terrible about it; I hugged him and told him everything would be alright and I thanked him for saving me.”
“Oh, no, how horrible for him; has he mentioned the incident again?”
“No, he hasn’t and I have tried to talk to him about it, but he won’t. Maybe you should talk to him? He hasn’t been sleeping well the past week or so.”
He hugged her close. “Don’t worry; I’ll talk to him.”
“Thank you,” she said relieved.
“You’re welcome.” He glanced at his watch and it was past ten. “It’s late; you’re tired; we can finish our talk tomorrow.”
She looked him in the eye to see if he was stalling again, but he just seemed concerned for her. “Alright, we can talk tomorrow. I’ll see in the morning.” She raised her head for a kiss.
He kissed her goodnight then pulled back after a moment. “I love you,” he whispered.
She suddenly realized what he needed to hear, what she wanted to say. “I love you too.”
Clark’s heart soared after hearing those words as he kissed her again then hand in hand slowly walked to the door. He touched her cheek not wanting to leave. “Goodnight.”
“Goodnight, Clark,” she replied but he just stood there not moving. Lois smiled at him and with her hand on his chest she gave him a shove.
Lois shut the door then let out a huge yawn, went upstairs and collapsed onto her bed, more tired than she realized. I suppose all those other activities earlier in the evening caught up with me. She giggled as she thought about her man, her ‘Superman.’
Lois’s brain was on overdrive this night as she thought about a lot of things, Clark in particular. Her thoughts wandered hither and there and … dare she even think it … marriage. Once that thought entered her mind, there was no stopping it and then a smile hovered for just a moment, then it burst through lighting up her eyes until finally she closed them and hugged her pillow. Her last thought before she drifted off was … I wonder what our life would be like if we were well and truly married.
And with that thought, she fell into a very, very deep sleep.
~o~o~
Somewhere in the mists of a dream:
Lois was very happy as she surveyed her housework, went to the window and watched the view from her vantage point, which was on a high hill overlooking Metropolis. She and Clark, her husband, had chosen this lovely home for his easy access to and from their balcony door.
She still couldn’t believe she had married ‘Clark Kent,’ the ‘nerd from ‘Nowheresville,’ the one man she couldn’t stand for years because he was always trying to one-up her stories, but here she was married to him and with a child.
Lois walked over to the mantle and dusted off his numerous awards given to him by the city of Metropolis and around the world for his heroism as Superman as well as their many awards as reporters then stood back and admired their collection.
Suddenly, she heard a crash and she knew immediately what it was. Their son, Jason, was finding the adjustment to his super powers more and more difficult. He was trying to help with the housework but managed to throw the vacuum cleaner through the wall with his strength and super-speed. There was no way they could hand him over to a sitter, not if his powers manifested themselves at the wrong time. Lois had resigned herself to being a stay at home Mom for their son, at least until his powers were more manageable which could take years according to Clark.
She managed not to scold him, took the vacuum cleaner from him and told him to go do his homework. Jason was being home-schooled for now. Jason pouted and did as he was told. Then Lois heard a swooshing sound and sure enough Jason had taken off again into the sky. He loved it so much, there was just no stopping him when he got the urge to fly. She called her husband on his cell and told him to get back here and to bring their son back home. Lois was at the end of her rope with that boy. Spanking was out of the question because it only took one time before she realized her hand would certainly break if she tried that again.
A few minutes later, Clark flew into the house with Jason in his arms, took him to his room and Lois could hear them talking about not flying out alone, and certainly not without permission, that he was too young and someone could see him. This was the third or fourth time that Jason had done this and Clark was sterner than usual with him. Hopefully, this would be the last time.
With a peck on the cheek, Clark took off into the sky again. Minutes later, she turned on the television and saw her husband, her ‘Superman,’ rescuing a beautiful new reporter from the jaws of death on the freeway. Her name was Lulu, of all things and Lois realized that Clark had found someone new to rescue because she wasn’t there anymore, that Lulu had filled her shoes.
Clark flew home that evening and managed to catch a vase before it hit his head. “Lois, what in the world is wrong with you?”
Lois awoke with a start, the dream was so clear to her, that she lay there thinking about it and wondered if it was a sign of what was to come; a sign that her life with Clark Kent was doomed from the start.
~o~o~
The Daily Planet the next morning:
Lois tried to forget about the dream, but it would not leave her alone. She shook her head and went back to work.
A strikingly beautiful blonde woman walked up to Lois’s desk and asked her a question. “I’m sorry but could you direct me to …?”
Lois looked to the left and there standing before her was the same woman from her dream. Shocked she stared at her unbelieving. “What did you just say?”
“I’m looking for my cubicle, number …” Lulu glanced at her papers. “Number 22?”
“It’s just over there. Are you new here?” Lois had to ask.
“Yes, I just started this morning. My name is Lulu Grant, but everyone calls me Cat, and you are?”
Lois couldn’t believe it, but she managed not to show any emotion as she held out her hand. “Lois, Lois Lane,” she replied. Know your enemies, she thought.
Lulu shook her hand. “It’s nice to meet you Ms. Lane. I’ll see you around,” Lulu pleasantly said.
Lois frowned and shot daggers into her back. She wanted to strangle the woman. How dare she take my place?
Clark came up to her desk and wondered why she was frowning. He followed the direction of her glance and wondered what she thought of her new co-worker. “I see you’ve met Lulu, I mean Cat,” he said.
Lois turned her narrow-eyed glare on her partner, daggers still flying. “Yes, why?”
“Oh, she’s a new reporter here on staff and we just met. She seems very nice.”
“And you know this how?”
“Well, she’s new to the city and has excellent credentials according to Perry.”
“Credentials are one thing but it takes more than that to be a good reporter,” Lois said not wanting to talk about ‘Lulu’ anymore. “What kind of a name is Lulu anyway?” Lois mumbled.
Clark chuckled. “She hates the name, so she wants everyone to call her Cat, and it seems to fit.”
Lois stared at him her suspicion rising. “You seem to have an opinion about her for someone whom you just met. Were you in the interview with Perry or what?”
“Actually, I was, he wanted my input. You see, Cat will be working City with us Lois,” Clark cheerfully replied.
Shocked, Lois’s mouth dropped open … again!
TBC!
~o~o~
A/N: I had a blast writing this chapter. *hugs Lois* I hope you enjoyed it too. Please leave a review. Thanks for reading.
Author: Babettew54 babettew54
Category: Superman Returns
Characters: Lois Lane/Clark Kent/Kal-El, Perry White, Lex Luthor
Rating: M
Summary: They’ve had so many chances to make it work, but could there really be one more?
Words: 2,200
Disclaimer: DC Comics/WB Entertainment owns. No profit is being made from this story; this is strictly for my own amusement.
Author’s Notes: In this chapter, things were going along smoothly for Lois and Clark’s reconciliation, until Lois began to wonder what type of life they would have if they were to become a family. I admit I had fun with this chapter. I hope you’re still here and I hope you’re enjoying my story. Please review if you get a moment. I really want to know what you’re thinking. Thanks, everyone! :D
Previously:
( Chapter 1) ( Chapter 2)
Chapter 3: Only a Dream
Clark smiled and went to greet his son. “Shouldn’t you be asleep?”
“I heard voices. Did you come to see me?” Jason asked excited to see him again.
Unsure of what to say, Clark turned to Lois. “Well, I … ummm ...” He hesitated.
Lois was still in shock that Jason knew Clark’s secret, that it took her a moment to answer. “Jason, Mr. Clark and I were talking and it’s entirely too late for you to be up; say goodnight and go back to bed.”
Jason knew that tone of voice, turned and went back up the stairs. Clark felt bad for him then he called out to him. “I’ll come back and see you in a few days, how’s that?”
Jason turned around as the excitement came back into his eyes. “That’s great, goodnight Mr. Clark; goodnight Mom.”
“Goodnight, Jason,” Lois and Clark both said goodnight to him.
Lois watched him for a moment then asked him a question. “How long has he known about you?”
He came over to her, sat down and took her hand. “Well, since the first week I came back, I think. Remember when you, me, Richard and Jason were watching the monitor and the announcer said ‘Superman is back in all of our lives,’ well, Jason stared at me, then stared at the monitor and he just knew. Later when I came to see him, he asked me if it were true and I told him the truth. Are you mad?”
Lois shook her head and tried to smile. “No, I’m not mad, not at all; Jason has always been very bright and intuitive, but what does that say about me?” She stood up and went to stand at the window.
He came up behind her, turned her around and raised her chin. “It doesn’t say anything about you. Kids are very bright, it’s just when we get older, we tend to ignore those little niggling thoughts and our intuition and then we forget about it; that’s all it is.”
“I suppose you’re right,” she said and sighed.
He pulled her into his arms and decided to ask her something. “I know we only just got back together, but at some point, we should tell Jason the truth about … you know, who he really is.”
She pulled back and stared at him and realized that yes Jason would have to be told, but it was too soon. “I agree, but not now, Clark, he’s still adjusting to Richard being gone; he’s the only father he’s ever known, and it’s been tough on him,” she replied and left his arms. “Besides, he’s fine.”
“But his powers, Lois, has he showed any signs of his abilities? It could be anything … strength, eyesight, speed?”
She sat back down on the sofa, rubbed her eyes and made a decision. Clark should know what happened on the yacht. “Come and sit down; I have to tell you something.”
“Oh, boy, I have a feeling this is going to be bad. Jason has shown his powers hasn’t he?”
“Yes, he has but he was only trying to protect me. One of Luthor’s goons tried to kill me by bashing my head with a paper weight. Jason acted instinctively … he pushed the piano he was playing and it killed him. Jason felt terrible about it; I hugged him and told him everything would be alright and I thanked him for saving me.”
“Oh, no, how horrible for him; has he mentioned the incident again?”
“No, he hasn’t and I have tried to talk to him about it, but he won’t. Maybe you should talk to him? He hasn’t been sleeping well the past week or so.”
He hugged her close. “Don’t worry; I’ll talk to him.”
“Thank you,” she said relieved.
“You’re welcome.” He glanced at his watch and it was past ten. “It’s late; you’re tired; we can finish our talk tomorrow.”
She looked him in the eye to see if he was stalling again, but he just seemed concerned for her. “Alright, we can talk tomorrow. I’ll see in the morning.” She raised her head for a kiss.
He kissed her goodnight then pulled back after a moment. “I love you,” he whispered.
She suddenly realized what he needed to hear, what she wanted to say. “I love you too.”
Clark’s heart soared after hearing those words as he kissed her again then hand in hand slowly walked to the door. He touched her cheek not wanting to leave. “Goodnight.”
“Goodnight, Clark,” she replied but he just stood there not moving. Lois smiled at him and with her hand on his chest she gave him a shove.
Lois shut the door then let out a huge yawn, went upstairs and collapsed onto her bed, more tired than she realized. I suppose all those other activities earlier in the evening caught up with me. She giggled as she thought about her man, her ‘Superman.’
Lois’s brain was on overdrive this night as she thought about a lot of things, Clark in particular. Her thoughts wandered hither and there and … dare she even think it … marriage. Once that thought entered her mind, there was no stopping it and then a smile hovered for just a moment, then it burst through lighting up her eyes until finally she closed them and hugged her pillow. Her last thought before she drifted off was … I wonder what our life would be like if we were well and truly married.
And with that thought, she fell into a very, very deep sleep.
~o~o~
Somewhere in the mists of a dream:
Lois was very happy as she surveyed her housework, went to the window and watched the view from her vantage point, which was on a high hill overlooking Metropolis. She and Clark, her husband, had chosen this lovely home for his easy access to and from their balcony door.
She still couldn’t believe she had married ‘Clark Kent,’ the ‘nerd from ‘Nowheresville,’ the one man she couldn’t stand for years because he was always trying to one-up her stories, but here she was married to him and with a child.
Lois walked over to the mantle and dusted off his numerous awards given to him by the city of Metropolis and around the world for his heroism as Superman as well as their many awards as reporters then stood back and admired their collection.
Suddenly, she heard a crash and she knew immediately what it was. Their son, Jason, was finding the adjustment to his super powers more and more difficult. He was trying to help with the housework but managed to throw the vacuum cleaner through the wall with his strength and super-speed. There was no way they could hand him over to a sitter, not if his powers manifested themselves at the wrong time. Lois had resigned herself to being a stay at home Mom for their son, at least until his powers were more manageable which could take years according to Clark.
She managed not to scold him, took the vacuum cleaner from him and told him to go do his homework. Jason was being home-schooled for now. Jason pouted and did as he was told. Then Lois heard a swooshing sound and sure enough Jason had taken off again into the sky. He loved it so much, there was just no stopping him when he got the urge to fly. She called her husband on his cell and told him to get back here and to bring their son back home. Lois was at the end of her rope with that boy. Spanking was out of the question because it only took one time before she realized her hand would certainly break if she tried that again.
A few minutes later, Clark flew into the house with Jason in his arms, took him to his room and Lois could hear them talking about not flying out alone, and certainly not without permission, that he was too young and someone could see him. This was the third or fourth time that Jason had done this and Clark was sterner than usual with him. Hopefully, this would be the last time.
With a peck on the cheek, Clark took off into the sky again. Minutes later, she turned on the television and saw her husband, her ‘Superman,’ rescuing a beautiful new reporter from the jaws of death on the freeway. Her name was Lulu, of all things and Lois realized that Clark had found someone new to rescue because she wasn’t there anymore, that Lulu had filled her shoes.
Clark flew home that evening and managed to catch a vase before it hit his head. “Lois, what in the world is wrong with you?”
Lois awoke with a start, the dream was so clear to her, that she lay there thinking about it and wondered if it was a sign of what was to come; a sign that her life with Clark Kent was doomed from the start.
~o~o~
The Daily Planet the next morning:
Lois tried to forget about the dream, but it would not leave her alone. She shook her head and went back to work.
A strikingly beautiful blonde woman walked up to Lois’s desk and asked her a question. “I’m sorry but could you direct me to …?”
Lois looked to the left and there standing before her was the same woman from her dream. Shocked she stared at her unbelieving. “What did you just say?”
“I’m looking for my cubicle, number …” Lulu glanced at her papers. “Number 22?”
“It’s just over there. Are you new here?” Lois had to ask.
“Yes, I just started this morning. My name is Lulu Grant, but everyone calls me Cat, and you are?”
Lois couldn’t believe it, but she managed not to show any emotion as she held out her hand. “Lois, Lois Lane,” she replied. Know your enemies, she thought.
Lulu shook her hand. “It’s nice to meet you Ms. Lane. I’ll see you around,” Lulu pleasantly said.
Lois frowned and shot daggers into her back. She wanted to strangle the woman. How dare she take my place?
Clark came up to her desk and wondered why she was frowning. He followed the direction of her glance and wondered what she thought of her new co-worker. “I see you’ve met Lulu, I mean Cat,” he said.
Lois turned her narrow-eyed glare on her partner, daggers still flying. “Yes, why?”
“Oh, she’s a new reporter here on staff and we just met. She seems very nice.”
“And you know this how?”
“Well, she’s new to the city and has excellent credentials according to Perry.”
“Credentials are one thing but it takes more than that to be a good reporter,” Lois said not wanting to talk about ‘Lulu’ anymore. “What kind of a name is Lulu anyway?” Lois mumbled.
Clark chuckled. “She hates the name, so she wants everyone to call her Cat, and it seems to fit.”
Lois stared at him her suspicion rising. “You seem to have an opinion about her for someone whom you just met. Were you in the interview with Perry or what?”
“Actually, I was, he wanted my input. You see, Cat will be working City with us Lois,” Clark cheerfully replied.
Shocked, Lois’s mouth dropped open … again!
TBC!
~o~o~
A/N: I had a blast writing this chapter. *hugs Lois* I hope you enjoyed it too. Please leave a review. Thanks for reading.