Metropolis General Hospital, Monday Night
"Jimmy you stay with Lois I'll check us in."
"Wha...me? But chief-"
"Jimmy please," Perry insisted. "I don't have time to argue with you just do it!"
"Yes chief."
"And don't call me chief!"
Lois had started having contractions during an evening staff meeting, and it had been up to Perry White and Jimmy Olsen to get her to the hospital. On the drive, in between tortured moans, Lois begged Jimmy to call Clark.
Later...
"Aaah! Ms. Lane I'm a photographer I need my hands!"
"Lois?" Clark burst in, with a duty nurse following closely.
"Sir you can't-"
"Mr. Kent thank God!" Jimmy exclaimed.
"He's the father!" Lois growled, releasing Jimmy, who, with a relieved look to Clark, fled.
Later...
If ever there was a time Clark was gratefull for the toughness of a Kryptonian, it was now.
"I know how to kill you Clark!" Lois screamed.
Finally...
"Ms. Lane," the doctor smiled. "Mr. Kent, congratulations. It's a boy." She handed the tiny infant to Lois, who, exhausted, and spent, cradled the boy to her breast.
"Clark," she whispered. It was all she could manage. It was all that was needed. Clark sat gingerly on the bed beside her, and gently brushed a finger across his son's face.
"Hello." Clark murmured.
"Ahem," a voice called from the hall. "If you don't mind," Perry said. "Mr. Olsen would like to take a few pictures to send to the grandparents." He gave both parents a hard look. "Who do know to be expecting a grandchild right?"
ooc: nfb due to distance. no interaction for the same reason.
"Wha...me? But chief-"
"Jimmy please," Perry insisted. "I don't have time to argue with you just do it!"
"Yes chief."
"And don't call me chief!"
Lois had started having contractions during an evening staff meeting, and it had been up to Perry White and Jimmy Olsen to get her to the hospital. On the drive, in between tortured moans, Lois begged Jimmy to call Clark.
Later...
"Aaah! Ms. Lane I'm a photographer I need my hands!"
"Lois?" Clark burst in, with a duty nurse following closely.
"Sir you can't-"
"Mr. Kent thank God!" Jimmy exclaimed.
"He's the father!" Lois growled, releasing Jimmy, who, with a relieved look to Clark, fled.
Later...
If ever there was a time Clark was gratefull for the toughness of a Kryptonian, it was now.
"I know how to kill you Clark!" Lois screamed.
Finally...
"Ms. Lane," the doctor smiled. "Mr. Kent, congratulations. It's a boy." She handed the tiny infant to Lois, who, exhausted, and spent, cradled the boy to her breast.
"Clark," she whispered. It was all she could manage. It was all that was needed. Clark sat gingerly on the bed beside her, and gently brushed a finger across his son's face.
"Hello." Clark murmured.
"Ahem," a voice called from the hall. "If you don't mind," Perry said. "Mr. Olsen would like to take a few pictures to send to the grandparents." He gave both parents a hard look. "Who do know to be expecting a grandchild right?"
ooc: nfb due to distance. no interaction for the same reason.