Fic: Evolution (Smallville/Heroes Crossover)
Evolution
Author: Tracy (lunarknightz)
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: If Smallville was mine, season four would have featured less crystals and more shirtless Jensen Ackles. And Heroes would um...feature Allison Mack as a guest star. Or something like that.
Spoilers: Vague spoilers to S5 of SV, to "Don't Look Back" of Heroes, though not that much, really.
Summary: So this is what it means to feel fulfilled...
Author's Note: I am being extremely vague for a reason.
Looking back, Lois Lane could hardly believe that her crazy path through life had actually brought her here; to a place where she felt successful, loved, and accomplished. This must be what all those talking heads would call self-actualization.
Lois liked who she was; no she was proud of the woman she’d become.
She looked around her opulent office, which although it was rather messy felt quite comfortable. It was well furnished, a perk she deserved, being the star reporter for a major metropolitan newspaper. The name Lois Lane was a household name, and she’d won more than a few awards in her time; although her competition with one reporter in particular drove her absolutely batty.
She gazed down at the shining diamond ring on her finger, and smiled. While most girls growing up dreamed of finding a white knight, but Lois never had. Oh, she was interested in boys, puberty more than proved that. Watching her father grieve her mother had a great impact on Lois. She didn’t like seeing her father look weak; and grief made the great bear of a general soft.
Lois didn’t want to be soft. It was easier to be hard, to push people away and not care. Sex was good, and fun, but love and devotion-she didn’t want that.
Just when she didn’t expect it, a serendipity that couldn’t be planned, her husband had come into her life. From the beginning they butted heads over absolutely everything, a rock consistently crashing against a hard place. When they weren’t arguing, they slowly and eventually became friends.
They brought out the best in one another- he’d helped Lois find focus, which is something that not even the gospel of Oprah had been able to do. Lois convinced him to cut his hair and lighten up a little, and not take things so damn seriously.
Their first kiss, took place in the midst of a heated argument. They still fought like cats and dogs, even after their marriage, which took place in a lovely little chapel with a small group of friends and family in attendance. The look of love on her husband’s face as she walked down the aisle, coupled with the excitement his widowed mother had while making a toast at the reception, made her feel like she was home.
She hadn’t known what home felt like for so long.
Love and family had come unexpectedly. She’d known her husband was special from the moment she met him, but it wasn’t until he took her flying around the city that she fully grasped his potential.
There was nothing in the world like having a husband who could break the laws of gravity.
Her husband was a hero. Not only did he bring home the bacon, he routinely thwarted apocalypses.
It had taken a leap of faith to realize that the mismatched group of friends he called his “poker group” were actually superheroes. They didn’t look different, or majestic, like Spider-Man or Warrior Angel did in the movies. And yet, they’d saved the world many times over.
She had, perhaps the most delicious secret ever in history in her palm; but it would never be a headline story. People had secret identities for a reason.
The intercom on Lois’ desk beeped. She mashed the appropriate button to respond.
“Yes?”
“Your husband is here, Ms. Lane.” Annie, the front desk secretary chirped pleasantly over the speaker.
“Send him back.” Lois said with a grin.
As she stood up to greet her husband, Lois knocked a picture frame off of the desk. “Oh, Chloe.” She said, gazing wistfully at the picture of her cousin. “You’d go apeshit to live the kind of life I live.” She shook her head and set it back on her desk. “You could have come to New York with me, but no, you had to stay in Smallville and marry the farmboy…”
“Hey Honey.” Nathan Petrelli said from the door. “Having a good day?”
“Yeah. Though it's better now that you're here.” She smiled, bouncing over to him and linking her arms behind his neck. “So, have you saved the world today, Mr. Senator Man?”
“Not yet.” He smiled, leaning down and kissing her. “But it’s still early.”
Author: Tracy (lunarknightz)
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: If Smallville was mine, season four would have featured less crystals and more shirtless Jensen Ackles. And Heroes would um...feature Allison Mack as a guest star. Or something like that.
Spoilers: Vague spoilers to S5 of SV, to "Don't Look Back" of Heroes, though not that much, really.
Summary: So this is what it means to feel fulfilled...
Author's Note: I am being extremely vague for a reason.
Looking back, Lois Lane could hardly believe that her crazy path through life had actually brought her here; to a place where she felt successful, loved, and accomplished. This must be what all those talking heads would call self-actualization.
Lois liked who she was; no she was proud of the woman she’d become.
She looked around her opulent office, which although it was rather messy felt quite comfortable. It was well furnished, a perk she deserved, being the star reporter for a major metropolitan newspaper. The name Lois Lane was a household name, and she’d won more than a few awards in her time; although her competition with one reporter in particular drove her absolutely batty.
She gazed down at the shining diamond ring on her finger, and smiled. While most girls growing up dreamed of finding a white knight, but Lois never had. Oh, she was interested in boys, puberty more than proved that. Watching her father grieve her mother had a great impact on Lois. She didn’t like seeing her father look weak; and grief made the great bear of a general soft.
Lois didn’t want to be soft. It was easier to be hard, to push people away and not care. Sex was good, and fun, but love and devotion-she didn’t want that.
Just when she didn’t expect it, a serendipity that couldn’t be planned, her husband had come into her life. From the beginning they butted heads over absolutely everything, a rock consistently crashing against a hard place. When they weren’t arguing, they slowly and eventually became friends.
They brought out the best in one another- he’d helped Lois find focus, which is something that not even the gospel of Oprah had been able to do. Lois convinced him to cut his hair and lighten up a little, and not take things so damn seriously.
Their first kiss, took place in the midst of a heated argument. They still fought like cats and dogs, even after their marriage, which took place in a lovely little chapel with a small group of friends and family in attendance. The look of love on her husband’s face as she walked down the aisle, coupled with the excitement his widowed mother had while making a toast at the reception, made her feel like she was home.
She hadn’t known what home felt like for so long.
Love and family had come unexpectedly. She’d known her husband was special from the moment she met him, but it wasn’t until he took her flying around the city that she fully grasped his potential.
There was nothing in the world like having a husband who could break the laws of gravity.
Her husband was a hero. Not only did he bring home the bacon, he routinely thwarted apocalypses.
It had taken a leap of faith to realize that the mismatched group of friends he called his “poker group” were actually superheroes. They didn’t look different, or majestic, like Spider-Man or Warrior Angel did in the movies. And yet, they’d saved the world many times over.
She had, perhaps the most delicious secret ever in history in her palm; but it would never be a headline story. People had secret identities for a reason.
The intercom on Lois’ desk beeped. She mashed the appropriate button to respond.
“Yes?”
“Your husband is here, Ms. Lane.” Annie, the front desk secretary chirped pleasantly over the speaker.
“Send him back.” Lois said with a grin.
As she stood up to greet her husband, Lois knocked a picture frame off of the desk. “Oh, Chloe.” She said, gazing wistfully at the picture of her cousin. “You’d go apeshit to live the kind of life I live.” She shook her head and set it back on her desk. “You could have come to New York with me, but no, you had to stay in Smallville and marry the farmboy…”
“Hey Honey.” Nathan Petrelli said from the door. “Having a good day?”
“Yeah. Though it's better now that you're here.” She smiled, bouncing over to him and linking her arms behind his neck. “So, have you saved the world today, Mr. Senator Man?”
“Not yet.” He smiled, leaning down and kissing her. “But it’s still early.”