Gravity sucks, and so do you.

[_loislane_]

Getting up, whether it's from a nap or from a chair, is an ordeal now. She passed the nine month mark a few days ago, and now, entering her tenth month of gestation, Lois Joanne Lane Kent has Had Enough. Her back hurts, her feet hurt - she thinks she has feet; God knows when she last saw them - and everything gives her heartburn, including water

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[_loislane_]

Big, big smiles. No more tears, see? Lois flings her arms around Pieter's neck to hug him as best she can and then kiss him - yes, on the mouth; she's pregnant and allowed and besides, it's easier than hugging - before noting, "You've made a potential homicidal maniac very happy, Dr. Cross. Thank you."

[_man_of_steel_]

The timing, as usual, is impeccable. Not having found Lois in her room, or the kitchen, his next try was Pieter's room.

He walks in just in time for the kiss.

"Am I...interrupting something?"

[midnite_md]

"Ahem..." the good doctor says, clearing his throat.

"I... have apparently managed to forestall a murder spree," comes the snappy response.

[_loislane_]

"Which means he gave me my way," Lois notes smugly as she, entirely guilt-free, turns to hold her arms out to Clark. "Gimme a hug, Smallville."

[_man_of_steel_]

"I just caught you kissing my pregnant wife, Doctor, I wouldn't say that too surely." Clark smiles.

Then he takes Lois in his arms and actually dips her, with even the baby weight as light as a feather in his hands, and kisses her for about four seconds with the white hot passion of a thousand suns, before bringing her upright.

"Mine."

[midnite_md]

Just a small smile as he turns away, to give them their moment... and to go put a shirt on.

"I wouldn't dream of such a thing, Clark, rest assured."

[_loislane_]

Lois has the silliest grin on her face when she's straightened. "That actually felt good on my back," she remarks, hands still resting on Clark's arm and chest after she placed them there for balance. "Thanks. And hey, to be right about it, it was me kissing him. He'd never dream of kissing another man's wife because he's Mister Perfect. Like you, Clark. Which is a reason, by the way, I just sort of blurted out that I wanted him to be Kryptoboy's godfather."

[_man_of_steel_]

Clark arches an eyebrow. "That's a wonderful choice, honey...my only concern is that in presenting him as such to others, it could possibly allude to the fact that a brilliant physician who currently is banned from practicing medicine has been your OB/GYN for the term of the pregnancy. That's a possible risk on both his and my secret identity if someone was smart enough to put two and two together."

"Unless you wanted him behind the scenes, like Br...like those I had picked." A pause before he talks to Pieter. "We agreed to each pick a set of godparents - one that Superman would have, the other that Lois and Clark would have."

[midnite_md]

"I have no desire to complicate things for you," Pieter chimes in, sliding a grayed t-shirt on that sports the flag of Norway.

"I'll gladly serve as either myself or Dr. Mid-Nite, who has a much more sterling repuation."

[_loislane_]

"We'll get it worked out." Clark should know that tone of voice. It means Lois won't take no for an answer. "Our son is going to have great godparents, no matter how you slice it."

[_man_of_steel_]

"So let it be done, then." Kal smiles at both Lois, then Pieter. "Well, I won't keep the two of you, then. Lois, I'll let you know what I found later."

He turns to leave the room.

[midnite_md]

"Follow your husband, Lois. I've got a complicated shower to take," he says, tapping slightly on his bandages.

"Thank you for your consideration."

[_loislane_]

"Follow my...shower? Huh? Wait, damn it!" Lois turns to give Pieter a quick kiss on the cheek. "Eat those cookies and feel better. Give the teddy bear to Dinah or something," she adds because, after all these months, if she doesn't know about Black Canary and Mid-Nite she's a piss-poor reporter, and then she waddles after her husband.

"What'd you find out? What're you talking about? What're you...wait, is this about Lex?" A ton of questions, peppered without mercy.

[_man_of_steel_]

"Lois...honey, not now, ok?" Kal smiles, but it's a little bit of a weary one.

[_loislane_]

Following her husband into the hallway, Lois mutters, "You're the one that brought it up, but okay."

[_man_of_steel_]

Clark waits until they're a bit further down the hallways so Pieter can't inadvertently hear.

"Well, that was before you decided to make a family decision without consulting the family. If I recall, when I suggested godparents, I actually bothered to check with you first."