Fic: Man of Steel: A Risk Worth Taking (6/?)
Title: Man of Steel: A Risk Worth Taking (6/?)
Author: Babette babettew54
Canon: Superman (MOS)
Pairings; Characters: Clark/Lois, Martha Kent, Sam Lane, Lucy Lane, Lex Luthor
Rating: M
Word Count: 3,100
Summary: Lois couldn’t decide whether to ask him out or bombard him with questions hopefully to secure the ‘Story of the Century.’
Spoilers: None. It’s just speculation about hand touching in the trailer and what it could mean for Clois.
Disclaimer: DC Comics/Warner Bros. Entertainment owns these characters. This is strictly for my own amusement.
Author's Notes: Ok, I’ve decided to continue this story. With so many trailers and TV spots floating around, my Muse was chomping at the bit to write more and I have to agree with her. I’m so excited for this movie, I can’t even think straight, but I’ll try to focus and write something that makes sense. It may tie into the movie or it may not. I hope you like how the story continues. I’m not entirely sure how much more will come, but I’m enjoying myself!! I hope you do too! Ok, then, read on. Thank you! :D
x-posted: (FFN); (A03)
Previously:
( Chapter 1)( Chapter 2)( Chapter 3)( Chapter 4)( Chapter 5)
Chapter 6: Just What I Need
A few days later, General Lane's quarters:
General Lane sat in his office pondering what to do. He still had some of the debris from the crashed ship on the table before him. Bits of metal and some pieces of green rock fused into it, he stared at it, and he wondered again if not for his daughter's interruption, Superman may have died or he may have been debilitated in some way. He had no way of knowing.
Troubled and distressed with his growing concern for his daughter, he realized that he had a serious dilemma on his hands, and after witnessing her infatuation with Superman, he didn't know which way to turn. He had no one to blame but himself. His beautiful and headstrong daughter had been pretty much living on her own since his dear wife Ella had passed over ten years ago, but he adored both his daughters.
He had to protect Lo and if that meant severing what little connection they had then so be it. Taking a deep breath, his mind made up he picked up the phone and called Lex Luthor.
~o~o~
Alexander 'Lex' Luthor, a brilliant and powerful businessman stood on the top floor balcony of LexCorp and gazed upon the extensive damage and destruction caused by the Kryptonians. Shaking his head but feeling nothing for the devastated city, it was a truly a miracle that his tower had been spared, which wasn't the case for half of Metropolis. The city lay in ruins, but they were safe, safe from a madman intent on nothing else by capturing Superman. General Zod and his followers had met their match that day.
Turning from the collapsed buildings and scattered cars and debris, he walked back into his office and approached the ringing telephone.
"This is Lex Luthor. Who's calling?"
"Mr. Luthor, this is General Sam Lane. Do you have a moment to talk?"
"Of course, what can I do for you?" He sat down and leaned back in his chair.
Sam thought that was odd. He knew he was a busy man, but considering the current state of the city and the declining economy, maybe he had nothing else to do. "Well, the subject is a bit sensitive. Are we alone?"
"Alone, why … yes we are. Please continue."
"It's about Superman and his involvement with my daughter. I'm terribly worried about her. What if there are more Kryptonians out there or maybe other beings from other planets out there that are after him for one reason or another." He paused getting even more upset. "He's very powerful and that's what scares me."
"Your daughter, and who might that be?" Lex was definitely curious.
"Her name is Lois Lane and she's a reporter for the Daily Planet. She won a Pulitzer Prize a few years ago." Sam was very proud of his daughter.
"Yes, I've heard of her." Lex had actually tried to date Ms. Lane but she was either too busy or just not interested.
"I'm not surprised. She's an amazing young woman and I would hate to see her get involved with someone like him. Why don't you two meet? I could introduce you."
Lex chuckled. "That won't be necessary. We've met."
"Oh, I see. Well, the reason I'm calling is that, there must be something we can do to get rid of him, short of killing him of course."
"Of course," Lex readily agreed. But of course, he had thought of it numerous times, but the General didn't need to know that.
"So will you help me?"
"Let me get back to you. I'm not saying I will or I won't. There are a lot of issues here. He's a hero in the eyes of this city and if he were to suddenly be depowered, let's say, or disappear for any length of time, questions will be asked."
"I understand." Sam was a bit desperate. Things could escalate between his daughter and Superman. He couldn't let that happen.
"I'll be in touch." Lex hung up. Stroking his chin, he walked back over to the balcony and looked up at the sky. It was a beautiful day. Smiling at his luck, he returned to his office and began his sinister plans.
Those plans could change the lives of Superman and one Ms. Lois Lane.
~o~o~
Lois' hotel room, the next morning:
It was a beautiful day, but Lois was restless and wide awake. She had to wonder again at her impulsive behavior over the past several months, but inside she knew. She lay beside him staring at her love, and for the first time in her life, she felt complete, whole as if she had been drifting and searching for something, but no more of that.
Smiling, she watched as he sighed and stretched but this time, he didn't fall out of bed but instinctively rolled toward her and pulled her close. Snuggling closer, she stroked his hair and kissed his forehead. Pulling her closer as if afraid she might bolt or disappear, he murmured her name, and Lois closed her eyes and thought back to the first time she had seen him up close and personal.
~o~o~
Six months ago, Fairbanks, Alaska:
Too anxious to stay in her seat, the helicopter drifted down to the icy and snow covered ground. Standing, she stood at the entrance, shaded her eyes and looked out over the beautiful scenery of the Alaskan tundra. Still unbelieving that she was actually there, searching for the elusive man who had covered his tracks so well, but not well enough. She had found him.
Gathering her bag, she exited the chopper and headed to the main landing pad and into the airport. Taking a cab to her hotel, she asked the cabbie a few questions.
"So, how's the weather these past few weeks?" Talking about the weather was her way of starting a conversation and helping the other person relax.
"Cold," he replied.
Lois inwardly sighed. He's a tough one, she thought. "I heard what happened the other day … the landslide?"
"Yeah, it was pretty bad."
"Oh, no, did they find the hikers yet?" Lois had turned on her recorder.
"Yes, they were found."
"That's incredible, but I also heard that there was no hope of finding them."
"Well, it seems that we were wrong. They found the hikers just last night by a man who appeared out of nowhere. He found them. Witnesses said that the tunneled through the snow and found them."
"What, he tunneled through the snow, but how is that possible?"
"Everyone just stood back and watched. He must be some kind of crazy superhuman or something. I can't explain what happened. No one can."
"Is he still here?" Lois hoped that was the case, but in the two other instances where she had tracked him down, he had disappeared.
"As far as I know he's gone," the cabbie replied.
Damnit, Lois thought. "Did anyone speak to him; ask him where he came from or anything at all?"
Suspicious, the cabbie peered at her through his rearview mirror. "You sound like a reporter."
Lois saw no reason to lie. "Yes, I am."
He smiled at her. "I'm not surprised you would show up here." He felt bad for her because she had just missed him. "I have something to show you." He pulled the car over to the shoulder and showed her a photograph of the stranger, the only one in existence.
Lois was astounded as she stared at photograph. He was coming out of a barn. He was wearing a plaid shirt and jeans. An ordinary guy, but it was the middle of winter and he wasn't wearing a coat, boots or a hat. It was amazing. "Wow, can I take a quick picture of this with my phone? I won't use in my article."
"Of course, but only a few people have this photo. We promised him not to share it, so I'm trusting you … Ms. …" He waited.
"Lane, Lois Lane of the Daily Planet."
The cabbie's eyes bugged out. "The Daily Planet? I've heard of that newspaper."
Lois smirked. "Have you heard of me?"
"Well, yes, I have," he admitted with a grin. "Sorry."
She grinned as well. "That's Ok." She handed the photograph back to him. "Thank you."
"No problem." Smiling, he drove her to her hotel and left her with a good luck with her search.
Lois entered the hotel, checked in, but just as she was about to enter the elevator, she almost bumped into him. From up this close, she could see how tall he was. She could also see that he had a bag as if he were checking out. He was wearing a jacket this time, but no hat or gloves.
Suddenly, they actually made eye contact for a moment. Stunned to be able to look into those magnificent blue eyes, he walked toward the exit, but then just before he opened the door, he turned back and stared at her for one heart-stopping moment. Stunned again, he left her gaping at him unable to move, and then she came to her senses and decided to follow him.
He hurriedly exited the hotel and walked across the street to an alley. He knew who she was but the last thing he wanted was a newspaper article about him.
Waiting for the traffic to pass, Lois worried that he may just disappear again. Then suddenly, just as she was about to cross the street, she heard a swishing sound and she looked up and there he was, a speck of brown and tan blur flying across the sky. This was the first time she had seen him fly.
Lois was so shocked that she thought she might lose consciousness. Blinking at the unbelievable sight before her eyes, she pointed to him and tried to speak but words failed her. She suddenly realized that no one seemed to have noticed what had just happened.
"Did you see that?" She asked a passerby as she pointed to the sky.
"See what?" The passerby shrugged her shoulders and continued on her way.
Lois had made eye contact with the woman and she had a feeling that they were protecting him somehow. She could feel it. Everyone that she could see had paid him no attention. That would make a lot of sense then she thought about it.
She would have done exactly the same thing.
~o~o~
Back to the present, Lois' hotel room:
"You're awake?" Clark whispered as he leaned up and kissed her throat and her ear.
"Uh, huh," she murmured then she leaned her head to the side. Suddenly, he was on top her kissing her and loving her in such a way that everything flew from her mind. "Oh, Clark," she whispered, thrilled to be with him like this.
It was hard to speak, but he tried to tell her what he was feeling. "I never thought I would find you."
Lois had to smile at his words. "I found you."
Curious about her words, he leaned back and stared at her glowing face. "What do you mean, you found me?"
"You don't remember me, do you?"
Frowning, the tried to think and then it hit him. "Alaska?"
Chuckling, she asked, "The hotel in Fairbanks, we made eye contact?" Then she made a swishing motion with her hand.
"I remember you now. A part of my brain remembered all the times I'd seen you. Wait you were in Paris, right and … San Francisco too?"
"I can't believe you remembered seeing me all those times." Lois was truly shocked to hear that. She had seen him, but she had no idea that he had seen her.
"Oh, I remember you alright." Smiling, he kissed her cheek and then down her throat. "You're unforgettable, Ms. Lane." He continued on his way to her chest, as her fingers moved over his powerful arms and shoulders and into his hair.
"You are too, Mr. Kent." Closing her eyes, she waited for this beautiful man to pleasure her. He licked her neck again, back to her chest, moved to her breasts, enjoying her gasps of delight when his mouth found her swollen nipples. He tasted each breast with passion, pulling at the nipples until her back arched in her eagerness to please him and herself. Lois wondered again if a woman could die from pure pleasure. If that were so, she did not have long to live.
Lois was lost in him. She had wanted this longer than she realized. She had been afraid that he would never want her like this, but then the kiss on the rooftop on Christmas night, a kiss that had told her his true feelings. She was the one who had doubts about them and whether he truly cared for her or if he would stay with her, and now here they were.
He moved between her legs, and she spread them willingly. In the next instant, he was inside of her. She cried out with the sheer joy of it arching up to him, accepting every inch of him. He groaned her name and lifted up on his knees bringing her with him throwing her into stunning ecstasy. Throwing her head back, she relished the feel of his powerful arms and wide chest. In the next moment, his climax rushed through him. He remained inside of her for a moment as they lay back down. He left her body and pulled her within the circle of his arms.
Content, he closed his eyes, stroked her hair and kissed her forehead then he whispered, "I love you, Lois."
Eyes watering as she pulled the sheet over them. "I love you, too."
~o~o~
Back in Metropolis, later that same day:
Sam Lane suspected that what he was about to do would cause a lot of friction between him and his oldest daughter. He was truly worried about her and what she was doing by getting involved with Superman. He was trouble magnet. Who knew what would happen when she was with him or near him?
Sighing, he called his youngest daughter. "Hi, Lucy, this is your Father," he sounded worried even to his own ears.
Lucy picked up on it. "Dad, what is it? Is something wrong?"
"Have you talked to your sister in the last few days?"
"Well, yes, she called the other day looking for you. I gather she found you."
"Yes, we had words," Sam sadly replied.
"Oh, dear, what happened?"
"That doesn't matter now. I need to find her and talk to her." He paused. "Lucy, has she mentioned Superman to you?"
"No, not really, but she does write about him all the time."
"I know. She's being rather secretive, don't you think? I know she's been doing a lot of traveling recently even for her."
"Dad, Lois has her own life. You and her, well, you don't get along and I don't want to get in the middle of that."
"I understand, honey. Do you know where she is? Her office said that she was in New York."
"Yes, she is. She called from the airport last night. She said she would be there for several days or longer. She's on a story."
"I see." He sighed. "Tell her to call me when she gets back in town."
"Of course, I will, and Dad, please reach out to her. I get the feeling that she needs you more than ever."
A brief moment of silence, then, "I will. Bye, honey."
"Goodbye, Dad."
~o~o~
Later that day, on the other side of town:
The landlord at Lois' apartment building was skeptical of the tall gentleman standing in his office. He was in uniform, but Ms. Lane had never mentioned her Father before or that he was a General in the Army. "Sir, I mean, ummm, I should call Ms. Lane before I let you into her apartment."
"Fine, call her, but if she finds out that you were responsible for her missing her all-important deadline only because of a few notes, then you call her. Be my guest."
The landlord reluctantly let him in. He only hoped he wouldn't regret it.
Sam walked into Lois' apartment, but the landlord refused to leave. "Do you mind?" Sam asked then raised an eyebrow.
Fuming inside, he left him alone. Once back inside his office, he called Ms. Lane. It went to voice mail but before he could leave a message, a fire alarm went off. He called her the next morning.
Meanwhile, Sam realized he wouldn't have much time, so he searched for something to connect her with Superman. He knew it was a long shot, but he couldn't very well rummage through her desk or computer at her office. He then sat down at her desk and read her recent notes. They were dated a few weeks ago.
She had written about meeting him on various occasions, but not much else until her most recent notes. Shocked and unbelieving, he read them again to be sure and then he left her apartment and speculated what to do next. Pondering his options, his next move could push his daughter further and further away.
Am I willing to risk that?
TBC!
~o~o~
Song Inspiration: You Give Good Love, Whitney Houston.
A/N: Oh, no, what did Sam see? Dangit! Oh, but Lex is here! *Oh, dear!* I'm enjoying this as you can tell. Look for more soon. Alright, I just have to mention this song! OMG! I've always loved this song. It's perfect for Clois, just perfect. Go listen to Whitney! Wow! Ok, reviews are love. Thank you all for reading.
Author: Babette babettew54
Canon: Superman (MOS)
Pairings; Characters: Clark/Lois, Martha Kent, Sam Lane, Lucy Lane, Lex Luthor
Rating: M
Word Count: 3,100
Summary: Lois couldn’t decide whether to ask him out or bombard him with questions hopefully to secure the ‘Story of the Century.’
Spoilers: None. It’s just speculation about hand touching in the trailer and what it could mean for Clois.
Disclaimer: DC Comics/Warner Bros. Entertainment owns these characters. This is strictly for my own amusement.
Author's Notes: Ok, I’ve decided to continue this story. With so many trailers and TV spots floating around, my Muse was chomping at the bit to write more and I have to agree with her. I’m so excited for this movie, I can’t even think straight, but I’ll try to focus and write something that makes sense. It may tie into the movie or it may not. I hope you like how the story continues. I’m not entirely sure how much more will come, but I’m enjoying myself!! I hope you do too! Ok, then, read on. Thank you! :D
x-posted: (FFN); (A03)
Previously:
( Chapter 1)( Chapter 2)( Chapter 3)( Chapter 4)( Chapter 5)
Chapter 6: Just What I Need
A few days later, General Lane's quarters:
General Lane sat in his office pondering what to do. He still had some of the debris from the crashed ship on the table before him. Bits of metal and some pieces of green rock fused into it, he stared at it, and he wondered again if not for his daughter's interruption, Superman may have died or he may have been debilitated in some way. He had no way of knowing.
Troubled and distressed with his growing concern for his daughter, he realized that he had a serious dilemma on his hands, and after witnessing her infatuation with Superman, he didn't know which way to turn. He had no one to blame but himself. His beautiful and headstrong daughter had been pretty much living on her own since his dear wife Ella had passed over ten years ago, but he adored both his daughters.
He had to protect Lo and if that meant severing what little connection they had then so be it. Taking a deep breath, his mind made up he picked up the phone and called Lex Luthor.
~o~o~
Alexander 'Lex' Luthor, a brilliant and powerful businessman stood on the top floor balcony of LexCorp and gazed upon the extensive damage and destruction caused by the Kryptonians. Shaking his head but feeling nothing for the devastated city, it was a truly a miracle that his tower had been spared, which wasn't the case for half of Metropolis. The city lay in ruins, but they were safe, safe from a madman intent on nothing else by capturing Superman. General Zod and his followers had met their match that day.
Turning from the collapsed buildings and scattered cars and debris, he walked back into his office and approached the ringing telephone.
"This is Lex Luthor. Who's calling?"
"Mr. Luthor, this is General Sam Lane. Do you have a moment to talk?"
"Of course, what can I do for you?" He sat down and leaned back in his chair.
Sam thought that was odd. He knew he was a busy man, but considering the current state of the city and the declining economy, maybe he had nothing else to do. "Well, the subject is a bit sensitive. Are we alone?"
"Alone, why … yes we are. Please continue."
"It's about Superman and his involvement with my daughter. I'm terribly worried about her. What if there are more Kryptonians out there or maybe other beings from other planets out there that are after him for one reason or another." He paused getting even more upset. "He's very powerful and that's what scares me."
"Your daughter, and who might that be?" Lex was definitely curious.
"Her name is Lois Lane and she's a reporter for the Daily Planet. She won a Pulitzer Prize a few years ago." Sam was very proud of his daughter.
"Yes, I've heard of her." Lex had actually tried to date Ms. Lane but she was either too busy or just not interested.
"I'm not surprised. She's an amazing young woman and I would hate to see her get involved with someone like him. Why don't you two meet? I could introduce you."
Lex chuckled. "That won't be necessary. We've met."
"Oh, I see. Well, the reason I'm calling is that, there must be something we can do to get rid of him, short of killing him of course."
"Of course," Lex readily agreed. But of course, he had thought of it numerous times, but the General didn't need to know that.
"So will you help me?"
"Let me get back to you. I'm not saying I will or I won't. There are a lot of issues here. He's a hero in the eyes of this city and if he were to suddenly be depowered, let's say, or disappear for any length of time, questions will be asked."
"I understand." Sam was a bit desperate. Things could escalate between his daughter and Superman. He couldn't let that happen.
"I'll be in touch." Lex hung up. Stroking his chin, he walked back over to the balcony and looked up at the sky. It was a beautiful day. Smiling at his luck, he returned to his office and began his sinister plans.
Those plans could change the lives of Superman and one Ms. Lois Lane.
~o~o~
Lois' hotel room, the next morning:
It was a beautiful day, but Lois was restless and wide awake. She had to wonder again at her impulsive behavior over the past several months, but inside she knew. She lay beside him staring at her love, and for the first time in her life, she felt complete, whole as if she had been drifting and searching for something, but no more of that.
Smiling, she watched as he sighed and stretched but this time, he didn't fall out of bed but instinctively rolled toward her and pulled her close. Snuggling closer, she stroked his hair and kissed his forehead. Pulling her closer as if afraid she might bolt or disappear, he murmured her name, and Lois closed her eyes and thought back to the first time she had seen him up close and personal.
~o~o~
Six months ago, Fairbanks, Alaska:
Too anxious to stay in her seat, the helicopter drifted down to the icy and snow covered ground. Standing, she stood at the entrance, shaded her eyes and looked out over the beautiful scenery of the Alaskan tundra. Still unbelieving that she was actually there, searching for the elusive man who had covered his tracks so well, but not well enough. She had found him.
Gathering her bag, she exited the chopper and headed to the main landing pad and into the airport. Taking a cab to her hotel, she asked the cabbie a few questions.
"So, how's the weather these past few weeks?" Talking about the weather was her way of starting a conversation and helping the other person relax.
"Cold," he replied.
Lois inwardly sighed. He's a tough one, she thought. "I heard what happened the other day … the landslide?"
"Yeah, it was pretty bad."
"Oh, no, did they find the hikers yet?" Lois had turned on her recorder.
"Yes, they were found."
"That's incredible, but I also heard that there was no hope of finding them."
"Well, it seems that we were wrong. They found the hikers just last night by a man who appeared out of nowhere. He found them. Witnesses said that the tunneled through the snow and found them."
"What, he tunneled through the snow, but how is that possible?"
"Everyone just stood back and watched. He must be some kind of crazy superhuman or something. I can't explain what happened. No one can."
"Is he still here?" Lois hoped that was the case, but in the two other instances where she had tracked him down, he had disappeared.
"As far as I know he's gone," the cabbie replied.
Damnit, Lois thought. "Did anyone speak to him; ask him where he came from or anything at all?"
Suspicious, the cabbie peered at her through his rearview mirror. "You sound like a reporter."
Lois saw no reason to lie. "Yes, I am."
He smiled at her. "I'm not surprised you would show up here." He felt bad for her because she had just missed him. "I have something to show you." He pulled the car over to the shoulder and showed her a photograph of the stranger, the only one in existence.
Lois was astounded as she stared at photograph. He was coming out of a barn. He was wearing a plaid shirt and jeans. An ordinary guy, but it was the middle of winter and he wasn't wearing a coat, boots or a hat. It was amazing. "Wow, can I take a quick picture of this with my phone? I won't use in my article."
"Of course, but only a few people have this photo. We promised him not to share it, so I'm trusting you … Ms. …" He waited.
"Lane, Lois Lane of the Daily Planet."
The cabbie's eyes bugged out. "The Daily Planet? I've heard of that newspaper."
Lois smirked. "Have you heard of me?"
"Well, yes, I have," he admitted with a grin. "Sorry."
She grinned as well. "That's Ok." She handed the photograph back to him. "Thank you."
"No problem." Smiling, he drove her to her hotel and left her with a good luck with her search.
Lois entered the hotel, checked in, but just as she was about to enter the elevator, she almost bumped into him. From up this close, she could see how tall he was. She could also see that he had a bag as if he were checking out. He was wearing a jacket this time, but no hat or gloves.
Suddenly, they actually made eye contact for a moment. Stunned to be able to look into those magnificent blue eyes, he walked toward the exit, but then just before he opened the door, he turned back and stared at her for one heart-stopping moment. Stunned again, he left her gaping at him unable to move, and then she came to her senses and decided to follow him.
He hurriedly exited the hotel and walked across the street to an alley. He knew who she was but the last thing he wanted was a newspaper article about him.
Waiting for the traffic to pass, Lois worried that he may just disappear again. Then suddenly, just as she was about to cross the street, she heard a swishing sound and she looked up and there he was, a speck of brown and tan blur flying across the sky. This was the first time she had seen him fly.
Lois was so shocked that she thought she might lose consciousness. Blinking at the unbelievable sight before her eyes, she pointed to him and tried to speak but words failed her. She suddenly realized that no one seemed to have noticed what had just happened.
"Did you see that?" She asked a passerby as she pointed to the sky.
"See what?" The passerby shrugged her shoulders and continued on her way.
Lois had made eye contact with the woman and she had a feeling that they were protecting him somehow. She could feel it. Everyone that she could see had paid him no attention. That would make a lot of sense then she thought about it.
She would have done exactly the same thing.
~o~o~
Back to the present, Lois' hotel room:
"You're awake?" Clark whispered as he leaned up and kissed her throat and her ear.
"Uh, huh," she murmured then she leaned her head to the side. Suddenly, he was on top her kissing her and loving her in such a way that everything flew from her mind. "Oh, Clark," she whispered, thrilled to be with him like this.
It was hard to speak, but he tried to tell her what he was feeling. "I never thought I would find you."
Lois had to smile at his words. "I found you."
Curious about her words, he leaned back and stared at her glowing face. "What do you mean, you found me?"
"You don't remember me, do you?"
Frowning, the tried to think and then it hit him. "Alaska?"
Chuckling, she asked, "The hotel in Fairbanks, we made eye contact?" Then she made a swishing motion with her hand.
"I remember you now. A part of my brain remembered all the times I'd seen you. Wait you were in Paris, right and … San Francisco too?"
"I can't believe you remembered seeing me all those times." Lois was truly shocked to hear that. She had seen him, but she had no idea that he had seen her.
"Oh, I remember you alright." Smiling, he kissed her cheek and then down her throat. "You're unforgettable, Ms. Lane." He continued on his way to her chest, as her fingers moved over his powerful arms and shoulders and into his hair.
"You are too, Mr. Kent." Closing her eyes, she waited for this beautiful man to pleasure her. He licked her neck again, back to her chest, moved to her breasts, enjoying her gasps of delight when his mouth found her swollen nipples. He tasted each breast with passion, pulling at the nipples until her back arched in her eagerness to please him and herself. Lois wondered again if a woman could die from pure pleasure. If that were so, she did not have long to live.
Lois was lost in him. She had wanted this longer than she realized. She had been afraid that he would never want her like this, but then the kiss on the rooftop on Christmas night, a kiss that had told her his true feelings. She was the one who had doubts about them and whether he truly cared for her or if he would stay with her, and now here they were.
He moved between her legs, and she spread them willingly. In the next instant, he was inside of her. She cried out with the sheer joy of it arching up to him, accepting every inch of him. He groaned her name and lifted up on his knees bringing her with him throwing her into stunning ecstasy. Throwing her head back, she relished the feel of his powerful arms and wide chest. In the next moment, his climax rushed through him. He remained inside of her for a moment as they lay back down. He left her body and pulled her within the circle of his arms.
Content, he closed his eyes, stroked her hair and kissed her forehead then he whispered, "I love you, Lois."
Eyes watering as she pulled the sheet over them. "I love you, too."
~o~o~
Back in Metropolis, later that same day:
Sam Lane suspected that what he was about to do would cause a lot of friction between him and his oldest daughter. He was truly worried about her and what she was doing by getting involved with Superman. He was trouble magnet. Who knew what would happen when she was with him or near him?
Sighing, he called his youngest daughter. "Hi, Lucy, this is your Father," he sounded worried even to his own ears.
Lucy picked up on it. "Dad, what is it? Is something wrong?"
"Have you talked to your sister in the last few days?"
"Well, yes, she called the other day looking for you. I gather she found you."
"Yes, we had words," Sam sadly replied.
"Oh, dear, what happened?"
"That doesn't matter now. I need to find her and talk to her." He paused. "Lucy, has she mentioned Superman to you?"
"No, not really, but she does write about him all the time."
"I know. She's being rather secretive, don't you think? I know she's been doing a lot of traveling recently even for her."
"Dad, Lois has her own life. You and her, well, you don't get along and I don't want to get in the middle of that."
"I understand, honey. Do you know where she is? Her office said that she was in New York."
"Yes, she is. She called from the airport last night. She said she would be there for several days or longer. She's on a story."
"I see." He sighed. "Tell her to call me when she gets back in town."
"Of course, I will, and Dad, please reach out to her. I get the feeling that she needs you more than ever."
A brief moment of silence, then, "I will. Bye, honey."
"Goodbye, Dad."
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Later that day, on the other side of town:
The landlord at Lois' apartment building was skeptical of the tall gentleman standing in his office. He was in uniform, but Ms. Lane had never mentioned her Father before or that he was a General in the Army. "Sir, I mean, ummm, I should call Ms. Lane before I let you into her apartment."
"Fine, call her, but if she finds out that you were responsible for her missing her all-important deadline only because of a few notes, then you call her. Be my guest."
The landlord reluctantly let him in. He only hoped he wouldn't regret it.
Sam walked into Lois' apartment, but the landlord refused to leave. "Do you mind?" Sam asked then raised an eyebrow.
Fuming inside, he left him alone. Once back inside his office, he called Ms. Lane. It went to voice mail but before he could leave a message, a fire alarm went off. He called her the next morning.
Meanwhile, Sam realized he wouldn't have much time, so he searched for something to connect her with Superman. He knew it was a long shot, but he couldn't very well rummage through her desk or computer at her office. He then sat down at her desk and read her recent notes. They were dated a few weeks ago.
She had written about meeting him on various occasions, but not much else until her most recent notes. Shocked and unbelieving, he read them again to be sure and then he left her apartment and speculated what to do next. Pondering his options, his next move could push his daughter further and further away.
Am I willing to risk that?
TBC!
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Song Inspiration: You Give Good Love, Whitney Houston.
A/N: Oh, no, what did Sam see? Dangit! Oh, but Lex is here! *Oh, dear!* I'm enjoying this as you can tell. Look for more soon. Alright, I just have to mention this song! OMG! I've always loved this song. It's perfect for Clois, just perfect. Go listen to Whitney! Wow! Ok, reviews are love. Thank you all for reading.