Fic: Dinner for two (Lois/Clark, gen)
Title: Dinner for two
Author: liliaeth
Recipient: redeem147
Prompt: She fears Clark is never coming home
Word Count: 958
Characters: Lois, Clark
Warnings: gen
Disclaimer: don't own, please don't sue
Summary: General Lane's daughter doesn't cry
Day 25
Clark had been gone for 25 days, three hours and 15 minutes, give or take a few seconds. She remembered because she’d been looking at the clock the day he left. She’d had to go off for some interview or another that had seemed terribly important at the time. She couldn’t even remember who it had been with.
He’d heard a distress call and turned to her. “I’m sorry Lois, but.”
She’d pulled him in and kissed him. She held him for those few seconds, where she could smell the fresh farmboyness that still pervaded him coming off of him in waves. He took off his glasses and she’d looked into his eyes. Superman’s eyes over his Clark Kent costume. She wondered how she’d ever been fooled.
“I love you, go save some people.”
He’d placed a last kiss on her forehead and pulled open his shirt, revealing the S-shield underneath. Then he opened the window. He’d turned back to her one last time, before flying off.
She hadn’t even considered that he might not come back. Why would she, he was Superman. He is Superman!
She closed her eyes and looked at the text on the screen in front of her. Perry wanted her to write something about the heroes trying to stand in for Clark while he was missing. But she didn’t even know where to start.
She closed the laptop and got up to the window. She stared out and gently placed her hand on the glass. A tear slipping her eye.
“Please Clark, come home to me.”
****
Day 42
Lois carried her shopping inside and started unpacking. When she looked at the bag, she sat down. She’d done it again. Two steaks, instant meals for two. No matter how much she’d tried to remember that Clark was gone, part of her insisted on making sure that when he got home, there’d be a meal for him.
She didn’t cry. She was general Lane’s daughter and Sam Lane’s daughters didn’t cry.
She moved over to the mirror and checked her make up. She brushed a finger through her hair, trying to imagine it was Clark’s hands touching her.
He wouldn’t want her to be like this. So she picked up one of the instant meals and stuffed it in the fridge, alongside the others that she’d bought. There was enough there to feed even Clark for a month once he got home. She might have to buy a new freezer soon though if this kept on.
“So what do you think happened to them?” She could imagine Clark asking in that innocent voice of his. That voice that sounded as if it couldn’t quite believe in human capacity for evil. He’d been on earth all his life, yet somehow he still believed that most people were intrinsically good. She’d wondered at times how much Earth owed the Kents. She didn’t think they could ever be repaid enough for what they’d managed to do.
“Your mom called last week.” She told him. “She wished you could have been there for your dad’s birthday. They both missed you”. She had as well.
******
Day 53
She turned over in bed. The left side of the bed was cold. Lois didn’t dare change the sheets, even though Clark’s scent had long since left these.
She gripped them tightly and turned over again. She needed to sleep, Clark would want her to. She couldn’t make her self sick, who’d be there for Clark once he got back if she did?
******
Day 85
She threw her purse on the table, “God, I can’t believe that bastard actually tried that.”
It hadn’t even started all that bad. Perry had asked her if she wanted to go have a drink with the rest of them. He said she needed a night out of the apartment, a night when she wasn’t working.
Lois had hesitated, but Cat had managed to pull her into it.
They had a few drinks, talked about the articles they were working on, made some jokes, had a few more drinks. And then that idiot Steve Lombardi had actually tried to hit on her. On her! She was a married woman! But he gave her that leer and said he might get her over missing, and she quoted ‘that loser Clark’.
Lombardi was lucky he got away with a drink thrown in his face, instead of the kick in the balls that he deserved.
****
Day 99
She cleaned the house. It wasn’t a favourite activity by a long shot. But with Clark’s activities she didn’t want to risk a maid finding Clark’s secret costume rack while cleaning the shelves. It was safer to avoid the risk.
She grabbed some mail that had fallen under the closet. Two of them were bills for Clark. No wonder she’d been getting reminders. If Clark would have been here, he’d have seen them months ago and lifted the closet to get to them. But since he wasn’t she’d had to go to her knees and use a coat hanger to get to them. Clark would be back soon, he had to be.
********
Day 100
Nothing. Still no Clark, still no. She fell on the bed, crying.
Please God, I’ll do anything, just bring him back to me.
******
Day 143
When he finally appeared in front of the window, she couldn’t believe her eyes. She thought it was another fantasy. Another dream filled with false hope.
“Lois.”
He looked ragged, his hair had grown long, his costume was barely holding on and stained.
She pushed the window open, still unsure
“Clark?”
“Can I…”
She smiled. “You’re late for diner.”
And she went to the fridge.
The end
Recipient: redeem147
Request One
Comic:Superman
Characters: Lois Lane
Prompt: She fears Clark is never coming home
Things You Don't Want: Lois with anyone besides Clark
Author: liliaeth
Recipient: redeem147
Prompt: She fears Clark is never coming home
Word Count: 958
Characters: Lois, Clark
Warnings: gen
Disclaimer: don't own, please don't sue
Summary: General Lane's daughter doesn't cry
Day 25
Clark had been gone for 25 days, three hours and 15 minutes, give or take a few seconds. She remembered because she’d been looking at the clock the day he left. She’d had to go off for some interview or another that had seemed terribly important at the time. She couldn’t even remember who it had been with.
He’d heard a distress call and turned to her. “I’m sorry Lois, but.”
She’d pulled him in and kissed him. She held him for those few seconds, where she could smell the fresh farmboyness that still pervaded him coming off of him in waves. He took off his glasses and she’d looked into his eyes. Superman’s eyes over his Clark Kent costume. She wondered how she’d ever been fooled.
“I love you, go save some people.”
He’d placed a last kiss on her forehead and pulled open his shirt, revealing the S-shield underneath. Then he opened the window. He’d turned back to her one last time, before flying off.
She hadn’t even considered that he might not come back. Why would she, he was Superman. He is Superman!
She closed her eyes and looked at the text on the screen in front of her. Perry wanted her to write something about the heroes trying to stand in for Clark while he was missing. But she didn’t even know where to start.
She closed the laptop and got up to the window. She stared out and gently placed her hand on the glass. A tear slipping her eye.
“Please Clark, come home to me.”
****
Day 42
Lois carried her shopping inside and started unpacking. When she looked at the bag, she sat down. She’d done it again. Two steaks, instant meals for two. No matter how much she’d tried to remember that Clark was gone, part of her insisted on making sure that when he got home, there’d be a meal for him.
She didn’t cry. She was general Lane’s daughter and Sam Lane’s daughters didn’t cry.
She moved over to the mirror and checked her make up. She brushed a finger through her hair, trying to imagine it was Clark’s hands touching her.
He wouldn’t want her to be like this. So she picked up one of the instant meals and stuffed it in the fridge, alongside the others that she’d bought. There was enough there to feed even Clark for a month once he got home. She might have to buy a new freezer soon though if this kept on.
“So what do you think happened to them?” She could imagine Clark asking in that innocent voice of his. That voice that sounded as if it couldn’t quite believe in human capacity for evil. He’d been on earth all his life, yet somehow he still believed that most people were intrinsically good. She’d wondered at times how much Earth owed the Kents. She didn’t think they could ever be repaid enough for what they’d managed to do.
“Your mom called last week.” She told him. “She wished you could have been there for your dad’s birthday. They both missed you”. She had as well.
******
Day 53
She turned over in bed. The left side of the bed was cold. Lois didn’t dare change the sheets, even though Clark’s scent had long since left these.
She gripped them tightly and turned over again. She needed to sleep, Clark would want her to. She couldn’t make her self sick, who’d be there for Clark once he got back if she did?
******
Day 85
She threw her purse on the table, “God, I can’t believe that bastard actually tried that.”
It hadn’t even started all that bad. Perry had asked her if she wanted to go have a drink with the rest of them. He said she needed a night out of the apartment, a night when she wasn’t working.
Lois had hesitated, but Cat had managed to pull her into it.
They had a few drinks, talked about the articles they were working on, made some jokes, had a few more drinks. And then that idiot Steve Lombardi had actually tried to hit on her. On her! She was a married woman! But he gave her that leer and said he might get her over missing, and she quoted ‘that loser Clark’.
Lombardi was lucky he got away with a drink thrown in his face, instead of the kick in the balls that he deserved.
****
Day 99
She cleaned the house. It wasn’t a favourite activity by a long shot. But with Clark’s activities she didn’t want to risk a maid finding Clark’s secret costume rack while cleaning the shelves. It was safer to avoid the risk.
She grabbed some mail that had fallen under the closet. Two of them were bills for Clark. No wonder she’d been getting reminders. If Clark would have been here, he’d have seen them months ago and lifted the closet to get to them. But since he wasn’t she’d had to go to her knees and use a coat hanger to get to them. Clark would be back soon, he had to be.
********
Day 100
Nothing. Still no Clark, still no. She fell on the bed, crying.
Please God, I’ll do anything, just bring him back to me.
******
Day 143
When he finally appeared in front of the window, she couldn’t believe her eyes. She thought it was another fantasy. Another dream filled with false hope.
“Lois.”
He looked ragged, his hair had grown long, his costume was barely holding on and stained.
She pushed the window open, still unsure
“Clark?”
“Can I…”
She smiled. “You’re late for diner.”
And she went to the fridge.
The end
Recipient: redeem147
Request One
Comic:Superman
Characters: Lois Lane
Prompt: She fears Clark is never coming home
Things You Don't Want: Lois with anyone besides Clark