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FDK: A Fuzzy Reminder (1/1) or an accident waiting to happen in your shoe Darth Michael 03/19/24 06:53 AM
Hi Mary!

Did someone lock the balcony door without checking if Krypto was still outside?
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Something cold and wet pressed against Clark’s hand, rousing him from sleep
Lois, stop licking Clark’s hand. We got Krypto for that!

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A leather strap landed on his chest, and the canine responded with a plaintive “woof”.
Translation: if you only got time for big emergencies, you will just have to deal with the small emergency in your shoe later.

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“Aren’t you supposed to be with Lois…?”
Right, they’re training for shared custody when they got kids before moving in together.

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Luckily, there was no sign that anyone had taken anything.
Who would break into his place?
JACK: wave

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“Sorry, boy. I didn’t mean to forget you. I guess this week hit me pretty hard.”
Autobiographical!

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“You know, you really do take after Lois.”
She also enjoys it when he uses a leash in their spare time.

LOIS: you got that backwards, mister.
EVIL REA-WRITER: Sorry, Mistress.

Who will walk Krypto thus week while Lois investigate ls the Kerth Nominations to see how she did?

And thank you Mary for the quick walk around the block!

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Re: FDK: IBM: All Fallen Down 90stvfangirl 03/19/24 02:30 AM
This was devastating but very well written!
My heart was breaking for Clark.
Thank goodness for Wells at the end!
Would love more!
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Season 3 Rewatch: Episode 4 - When Irish Eyes Are Killing Toomi8 03/18/24 02:59 AM
After being dumped by Clark, Lois reconnects with an old friend who makes it clear he has feelings for Lois. At the same time, antiques are being stolen and Clark informs Lois it's her friend. Lois, after telling Clark he's just jealous, finds out the hard way that Clark was right.

-Favourite scene
-Favourite quote
-Fanfic recommendations
-Plot bunnies to release

Next episode will be on March 30th, 2024.
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Re: 🏆2024 Annual Kerth Awards 🏆: Nominations Are Open! Lady Loisette 03/17/24 11:19 PM
I haven't been around for a while, but I did send in my nominations.
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A Fuzzy Reminder (1/1) Queen of the Capes 03/17/24 07:48 PM
Something cold and wet pressed against Clark's hand, rousing him from sleep. He stirred, blinked the bleariness from his eyes, and soon found himself nose-to-nose with his newest furry friend. “Uh? Krypto?”

A leather strap landed on his chest, and the canine responded with a plaintive “woof”.

“Aren't you supposed to be with Lois…?” Clark sat up and noticed the trail of muddy footprints leading to his wide-open door. Just how tired had he been, last night? Luckily, there was no sign that anyone had taken anything.

He scratched the pup behind his floppy ears, which sent his tail wagging. “Sorry, boy. I didn't mean to forget you. I guess this week hit me pretty hard.”

Clark stood and clipped Krypto's leash onto his collar, which started a new round of happy barking. “Come on, let's get out of here before anyone sees you.” As he reached the open door, he paused. “You know, you really do take after Lois.”


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Re: FDK: I Will Always Love You Darth Michael 03/17/24 05:07 PM
Hi Amanda!
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This week’s ficlet is dedicated to Darth_Michael, who has indicated several times that he would like to see those crazed teenage hormones come into play for Lois and Clark in my “Try Not to Change Anything” series. Here you go.
Eeep! peep I was only paying homage to the Destruction of Utopia! /buckles in for fun/

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Sam Lane had taken off shortly after it ended, citing a big project he needed to get back to.
I’m not sure his assistant would appreciate his calling her a ‘big project’.

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Ellen had treated them to lunch at Lois’ favorite restaurant
The Chocolate Factory?

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But neither occupant of the living room really cared to investigate where, exactly, it had gone. They were far too preoccupied with investigating each other.
Eep! I said it on Discord, I’ll say it now. What about Lucy!

LOIS: Relax, I remember her not coming out of her room for at least two hours.
CLARK: *gulp* Two *hours*?

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Lois moaned as Clark pressed another kiss just below her earlobe. His right hand had, at some point, work its way up under her blouse and his fingers felt hot against her ribcage. His left hand was threaded into her hair, tilting her head gently to give him better access to her neck.
/carefully checks board rating/ You *are* going to stop them before he gets her pregnant, right? She said she got a paper Pulitzer, not baby Pulitzer. (there’s a fanfic joke about Lois naming her firstborn ‘Pulitzer’)

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Oh, how he wanted to give in to desire and see just how far this rendezvous could go.
/hands over pre-drawn diagram/

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She was so warm and inviting and he knew from past conversations that she wouldn’t tell him no.
Oh? So, now that she has realized that yes means yes, they decide to not get within touching distance again?

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. In fact, he was always the one to stop things before they got too far.
Boy scout!

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How far was too far anyway?
/points at board rating/

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He kissed her one last time and then rested his forehead against hers. “We should stop,” he whispered, his voice still thick with passion.
jawdrop thud This isn’t healthy for his girlfriend.

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Lois pouted. He always did this – just when things were starting to really heat up, he put on the breaks. Well not this time. She reached for him again, capturing his lips, determined to make him forget whatever silly reason he had for not letting this continue.
Oh look, she’s unhappy!

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Lois sat up and stared at him. He was unbelievable. “Maybe I don’t want to stop.”
Very dissatisfied, actually.

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“We need to.” He still refused to look at her.
No, they don’t.

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We’ve waited eight years to consummate our marriage. What are we still waiting for?”
Another eight years.

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We’re not… technically married here.”
He can still visit nightly.

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“That is a technicality that can be easily remedied.” Lois smiled,
Trap! Trap! Trap!

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She snuggled close to him and wrapped her arms around her neck, ready for him to pick her up and fly them somewhere with no waiting period for a wedding license.
laugh

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. “Come on, Fly-boy. I hear Vegas is nice this time of year.”
A bit hot perhaps. And dry. But the casino resorts are nice. They could even play some Black Jack.

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How would we even explain to your parents how we got to Vegas? And besides…” He sighed heavily. “It would change too much.”
He is a jetsetter she met on the phone. He flew her to Vegas. Don’t worry, still doing journalism college.

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If we haven’t destroyed the timeline yet, I don’t think getting married…” she paused to do some quick mental math and winced. “Twelve years early will make much of a difference.”
laugh
TEMPUS: evil

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Lois bit her lip as she admired the pull of his abs peeking out from under his shirt. What were they talking about again? Oh, right. Convincing the boy scout to stop being so cautious.
You’re doing a really cute Lois!

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“How? Name one difference it would make?”
Let’s hope he’s not bringing up Patrick, Paul, or Claude.
CLARK: Lex.

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“Actually, I hadn’t completely decided on going back to Met U.”
Considering Mid-Western?

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“Well, I’ve already done the Met U thing. I took all the journalism classes there. I figure I might as well see what other colleges have to offer.”
Different scandals to uncover. Although, what about Molly Flinn? And Linda King?

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Lois nodded but refused to meet his eyes. “They do. But I was actually considering… Midwestern.”
jawdrop No. Really?

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“Lois, you can’t go to Midwestern.”
Why? Worried he won’t be able to concentrate on his classes? Also, what if she graduates in three years instead of four?

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“I don’t doubt that you did. But Lois, the Daily Planet doesn’t offer internships to students from Midwestern.”
No, but she can just submit her pieces freelance and after the second Kerth, they will be forced to hire her.

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Clark shook his head. “No. No. You are talking major changes here, Lois. You can’t risk turning your entire career on its head. And for what?”
A chance at the Pulitzer for uncovering the great Kansan Corn Scandal of 89.

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Lois stood up, needing the upper ground on this one. “To be with you, Clark!
Sounds reasonable.

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Where would we live?”
Campus? Or they could invest in some Nanoware stock.

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We’d have to divide our time between work and studying
He does realize that he already knows all he learned and remembers it. Possibly even the test answers?

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Lane and Kent from day one? Is that really what you want?”
He could start at the Star.

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He stood and grasped her shoulders. “You are Lois Lane.” He said slowly. “You are the best investigative reporter the Daily Planet has ever seen… or will see. And you didn’t need my help to get there. You did that on your own.”
Awwwwww… he’s sweet!

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“And I will always, always love you.” Clark looked deep into her eyes,
laugh clap

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. “Are you saying I no longer take your breath away?”
Says the brunette teenager to the football jock.

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“I forgot to tell my parents about my heat vision.”
laugh

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So, when I used my heat vision to light the grill a few weeks ago, my dad just about had a heart attack.”
Eeeep!

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Clark shrugged. “Guess I just haven’t used it much around them.” He smiled sadly. “I’m not as close to them as I was before.
Eeeeeeeeeeep!

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He drew in a slow breath and met her gaze steadily. “I’m saying… I think we need to consider taking a break.”
Oh boy.

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“A break? As in break-up?”
Watches as the fuse burns and burns…

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“Don’t do this to me again, Clark Kent. Don’t you dare break up with me because of some misconceived idea in your head of it being for my own good.”
She should be used to it by now. He does it every other year or so.

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“Lois, no. I’m not. I won’t. I won’t stay away unless we both agree.”

“Well, I don’t agree, so let’s just drop it.”
laugh

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Her parents, of course, had no idea that her “long-distance” boyfriend spent far more time in her room than they would ever approve of.
laugh

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Not that it never went anywhere,’ a small voice in the back of her mind grumbled.
It’s what she gets for always remembering to wear clothing when he arrives.

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Did she honestly think she could get married at eighteen, start her career already partnered with Clark, and still go on to have people see her as the Lois Lane and not just the other half of Kent and Lane?
Nice how you switched the names.

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But she didn’t know what was more terrifying – realizing that she had lost herself or knowing that she could only find herself again if they did what Clark was suggesting.
Poor dear! And ever plotting!

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She sniffled a bit and leaned back to meet his eyes. “And I will always love you.”
Great work! You took a piece of simple fluff and turned it into a deep and meaningful character study clap

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Re: April Newsletter Poll Question Songbird 03/17/24 04:30 PM
I’m glad they didn’t include any other characters. Is F the appropriate answer for None?
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Re: FDK: Don't Wanna Say Goodbye Darth Michael 03/17/24 03:08 PM
Hi Barbara!
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Blueowl asked for a prequel
Yay BlueOwl!

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They serve the best moussaka you’ve ever had. Plus, the restaurant is close to a little bay facing west. The sundowns are spectacular.”
Nice private bay. Hard to get to. No one else there. Warm weather. angel-devil

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Lois raised her brows. “It’ll also be the first mousse – what was it again? – I’ll ever have. It doesn’t by any chance involve chocolate, does it?”
laugh

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trailing his thumb gently over her lips as if there already were some remnants of the promised chocolate dessert left on her lips.
She sure does have a one track mind!
LOIS: Didn’t you read? Cho-co-late.

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“You don’t have to take me to fancy places,” she hedged anyway.
Not every re-proposal has to be at a fancy place.

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His warm gaze promised he wouldn’t pressure her into anything she didn’t want.
Except a break-up?

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. “You told me that you didn’t want me to impress you, and I swear I’m not trying to. There’s just so much I never had the chance to share with anyone. And now that you know…”
Awww, he just wants to have fun!

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“Thank you for understanding. I just want us to do something normal first, like watching a movie together and maybe sharing a pizza?”
Getting kidnapped on a remote island. Or a place that looks like Disney Land’s Jungle Cruise.

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I need to go. By the sound of it this may take a while.”
He could bring barbecue instead of pizza?

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“See you there,” he whispered.
Oh, that’s cute!

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As long as the fire was burning, none of them would be willing to talk to her and only a heartless monster would attempt an interview.
“Leo Nunk, National Whisper. What for you say about allegations that the fire was started by a tenant attempting to boil water?”

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Her heart skipped a beat as she stared into the barrel of a shotgun, barely more than ten yards from her, and firmly trained on her chest.
Eeeep?

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His blue blur slammed into her just as the gun flashed green.
Eeep? Huh. Eeeeeeep!

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She bit her tongue, remembering too late that she couldn’t call him that. But it was Clark who lay unmoving above her… Her throat tightened. She couldn’t lose him, not now. She’d barely just found him; they’d barely made up.
Oh, wouldn’t that be an evil bunny? Lois exposing Clark by accident.

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Then, suddenly, his body gave way, rolling off her. Greedily, she sucked in air, feeling dizzy for a moment.
Oh boy, can you imagine Clark’s guilt trip when Lois ends up hospitalized due to suffocation.

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“They’re taking good care of him.” The firefighter reassured her.
Possibly packing him up to ship to the new CostMedico facilities over on 27th (a CostMart subsidiary).

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Lois fought off his hand, but stilled as she felt the sticky mess in her face.

“It’s just a gash,” the man said softly. “You’re safe now, Miss. Everything’s going to be all right.”
/inserts image of either Tyrion Lannister or Cirilla of Cintra (see: The Witcher)/

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“Is he breathing?” Her heart thundered in her ears.
EMT: Yes. We can see his lungs move.
(I know, if you can see his lungs, there’s nothing to move them.)

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“Any idea what this green beam was?” the firefighter asked.
Oh, good. I thought they had buckshot kryptonite.

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“The paramedics are taking good care of him,” he repeated.
LOIS: confused mad :winging:

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Her head was pouding in tune with her racing heart. She looked toward the clock on the wall behind S.T.A.R. Labs’ reception.
Someone’s been thinking!

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. The inspector had asked for every little detail she remembered.
Which would be “kryptonite” and “Superman”.

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Lois Lane, from the Daily Planet?” the man asked.

“Yeah, but-”

“I’m sorry, Miss,” he said in a no-nonsense voice that told Lois this wasn’t his first rodeo. “I’m not allowed to comment on anything concerning Superman.
Which is why she should have replied in a serious voice (and without any obvious sarcasm) “No, Lois Lane, Superman’s girlfriend”.

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As far as I know, there will be a press release later. Would you please leave this facility now?”
And that’s how Frank the afternoon clerk perished.

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He wore baggy pants and a shirt. He rested for a moment, with his back against the wall, seeming relieved to call it a day. The poor guy was probably working well beyond retirement age. Her heart went out to him. Part of her brain filed the image away as something to further investigate, once this was over.
Turns out, he’s a Knobel Price winner.

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An annoying journalist of many, condemned to wait for the press release
Not sure if we ever had a married Lois getting sidelined. I think it was always resolved via Doc Klein.

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But the man behind her wasn’t a guard. He was wearing a cap, horn-rimmed glasses, and baggy pants – the old man she’d seen outside. But he wasn’t old.

She stifled a gasp.

It was Clark.
Now *that’s* how you get the inside scoop.

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“He tried to hook me up on sunlamps, but other than giving me the first sunburn of my life, they didn’t do much.
You have to apply the uv-light internally! /hands Clark a supersitory/

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Besides, you don’t look too good, either.”
Lois got a concussion. In the movies they always say to keep patient awake and under observation. Lois could stay at Clark’s place. They could rest in his bed for a while. Talk about stuff. Cuddle. Keep their clothes on until Lois is feeling better. And since Clark’s got a temperature, he could rest without a shirt. This would allow Lois to care more for him (sic). And keep her interested in staying in bed.

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She wanted to tell him that there was a huge difference between having a mild concussion and almost being killed.
And she has the experience to back it up!

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Couldn’t he see that he had trouble even staying on his feet? Was this some guy thing, his pride getting in the way of sensible behavior?
It’s why I suggested they rest in his bed. He’d have incentive!

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Or was he – and her throat constricted at the thought – was he angry with her because saving her had almost cost his life this time?
Yes, that’s almost why he breaks up with her.

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“We both probably need some rest,” Lois amended. “Let’s get you home.”
To his big bed.

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“You first.” His warm brown eyes drifted over her features, so full of love and concern.“Your place is closer.”
And then it’s Nightfall amnesia all over again. No, thank you.

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“I don’t want to sleep alone tonight,” Lois whispered hoarsely.
jawdrop I was just being funny!

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She could practically see the wheels in his mind turn, an inner struggle as he fought his own demons. But then something shifted. He brushed a loose strand of hair behind her ear and nodded.

“Your place or mine?” he asked roughly.
Looks like the little angel-devil won.

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It almost irked her that he didn’t at least sneak a peek. After all, he’d asked to marry her.
laugh

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Once more she felt his gaze on her, coming to rest above her brow. Then he averted his eyes, stuffing his hands into the pockets of his pants and shuffling his feet.
She really should have offered something more interesting to look at than her head dressing. Then again, he might only stare above her brow if she had done that.

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There had to be some way to distract him from his completely illogical sense of guilt.

“Are you coming to bed now?” she asked.
evil

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His eyes widened, but he didn’t reply. He ran a shaky hand through his hair and opened and closed his mouth like a fish out of water. Lois winced as she realized the invitation sounded less than innocent.
And here I thought that was intended to disrupt his thoughts. thud

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Feeling flustered by her own boldness, she added. “You look exhausted.”
She’s adorable!

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A nagging voice in the back of her mind wondered if he wasn’t angry with her rather than ridden by guilt.
Poor dear!

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As she heard the door behind him, she couldn’t take it any longer and followed Clark. Lois pressed her ear to the door, a lump building in her throat as she listened to his grunts. A sudden, dull thud made her flinch.
mecry She really should have offered a gentle sponging while he’s standing under the shower.

LOIS: My clothes would get all wet if I did that!

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“Snap out of it, Clark. It’s just a scratch.”
laugh

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She looked in every last corner, at odd places, so desperate to find him that logic took a backseat to her manner of searching.
To be fair be fair, it’s possible he’d been shrunk.

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Superman can no longer keep you safe, but perhaps I can.

I need to try.

Love you.

Clark
wallbash

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What was Henderson doing here at this ungodly hour?
/digs up felony laws on unwed co-habitation of men and women/ Henderson is probably there to arrest her for her indecent behavior.

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“Clark is not here, Bill.”

“I know.” Henderson pursed his lips.

He stuffed his hands deep into the pockets of his coat and for a terrible moment, Lois feared he had bad news.
Eeep!

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He sent me here to pick you up. Asked me to have your apartment searched since there was an attack on your life, yesterday. Promised me a flaming article in the Planet about the incompetence of Metropolis’ finest. Seems like he learned a thing or two from you.” A wry smile played around his lips.
jawdrop Superman’s gone cuckoo!

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but she also didn’t want Henderson to snoop through her apartment all on his own.
Worried he’d find her Superman novel?

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“It reads like whoever attacked Superman wrote it.”
HENDERSON: How do you figure?
COP: It says “Superman bye bye. You next!”

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“When you make enemies, you really go the whole nine yards.”
Lois always tries to excel at what she does.

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<You will suffer, Lane. I’ll take everything you love from you. Killing Superman is just the first step.>
That’s not very specific. Could be anyone of her more prominent enemies.

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Her breath caught as it dawned on her that Clark might be next on that list.
That’s very fortuitous timing!

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“You need to put a stop to this,” he whispered. “Whatever he’s doing, C.K. must have been here all night.
She told him he has to figure this out before they can get married. He’s now busy.

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But she’d never expected to see him work until he succumbed to exhaustion. He’d always helped her find a balance when she’d been too deeply involved in a story.
Now it’s catching up with him that he’s not used to work de-powered. He doesn’t know how to moderate.

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“I told Henderson to keep an eye on you, I-”
Brave. Foolish perhaps, but very brave.

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Her best chance to help him was to be by his side and find out who was responsible for the attack.
Poor Perry, now he got two of those.

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He’d invested his whole fortune into a small enterprise that had developed weapons for the special demands of criminal organizations, terrorist groups and all other sorts of scum.
Lucrative business, if he survives it.

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Floyd Huffman had lost both his fortune
That’s what Cayman accounts are for!

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until he practically dropped unconscious.
Nice how you switched this from “dropped dead” considering the circumstances!

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Lois’ attempts to get him into bed had failed more or less
She and Cat could form a support group laugh (I know, it wasn’t meant that way.)

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But why did he have to be so stubborn?
It’s the mutton in his DNA.

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wasn’t like Clark didn’t acknowledge her at all. Whenever their eyes met, he still smiled at her, though it often crumbled when his gaze flitted to her forehead. The small moments of magic between them had turned into rare gifts. In the space of a few days, he’d changed a lot.
For the most part, he was preoccupied and moody.
FoLC said it before, this version has so much more depth than Contact.

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. “You almost got killed saving me, you lost your powers and even after days you’re still recovering.”
She could break up with him for his own good!
LOIS: Seriously? How stupid do you think I am? Clark? Clark, say something!

This was another gripping entry in this saga! clap

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IBM: All Fallen Down JadedEvie 03/17/24 05:12 AM
In Between Moments: All Fallen Down

Author’s Note: This is really a bit of a mood piece, but I think it might deserve a trigger warning? It’s not graphic at all, but it’s a bit bleak. There’s character death, though you don’t see it happen and I’m not sure I’d categorize it as a proper ‘wham!’
Also, well, lots of impossible things are possible in this universe, so I’m not sure anyone is really ever gone…
Here’s the basic plot if you want to see if it’s good/not good for you:
In a deviation of All Shook Up, Nightfall makes impact. It’s very literally apocalyptic and the invulnerable fallen hero is left to his own devices in the aftermath. It’s Clark’s POV, but he’s in shock for most of this, so the lowest points of grief are not depicted. It’s not frenetic or suspenseful or high-octane stress; it’s just sad. No ugly graphic depictions, but lots of metaphor and more global descriptors. I do present a simple solution at the end, but I don’t play it out (so you’ll know everything will be ok, but I don’t walk us through how they fix it – though they obviously do).

*****


The dust hadn’t settled yet.

It hung in the air like grief.

Even for him, the dust made it hard to see. Bits of lead were scattered amongst, well, quite literally everything else.

While he couldn’t see the world around him, one thing was all too clear.

He’d failed them.

He’d endured through the thick blackness of space and he’d hit the asteroid exactly on target. It had sent him careening back into Earth’s atmosphere, unconscious as he fell in bright white conflagration toward the planet, toward the city that he’d set out to protect.

But they must have made a mistake in their calculations. While he’d successfully broken the asteroid into pieces, those pieces had maintained their catastrophic trajectory. They’d hit the spinning planet over the course of twenty hours or so, from what he could piece together based on the damage. The two major meteors that he’d created by splitting the original had hit the planet the hardest.

And they’d decimated it.

His breath hitched in his chest.

Why had they sent him so late? They’d tried the Asgard rockets nearly a week in advance, to nullify the nuclear effect on their planet of any smaller, manageable, meteorites that landed. But then, when Asgard failed, they’d waited until the asteroid had nearly been on top of them all before sending him, Earth’s last line of defense.

He’d met humanity’s ultimate foe on its expansive, unbreatheable field of battle, and he’d been rebuffed, knocked unconscious for days. For weeks? How did you tell time when there was… nothing?

He’d awoken to silence. He’d been buried under layers of rubble from multiple buildings. The silence was so all-consuming that it made him think that his powers had again fled.

They hadn’t.

The silence was real.

It was tangible.

And it was worldwide.

A sliver of renegade sunlight had made it down to him, its glow diluted. Maybe the lack of sunlight had been why he’d been out for so long, for too long. Maybe the darkness had been why he hadn’t healed more quickly. Nevertheless, that one unsteady but unwavering beam had fallen across his face. Slanted, fluttering sunlight had brightened the darkness, insistently tugging him into hazy consciousness. And he’d woken to his new, permanent silence.

As he’d pulled himself free of the rubble, he recognized finally that his powers hadn’t fled.

When he made it to the surface, he realized the cold calamity of what had happened, in spite of his powers. The incomprehensible reality overtook him like a tidal wave.

His was the only heartbeat left.

Before the shock could even wear off, he was in the air, without any of his usual landmarks, racing toward her on muscle memory. She had been at the Planet when everything had fallen down around them. Even now, he could sense where she was. Not her presence exactly. But another kind of quiet, unmistakable, unshakable magnetism.

He’d used his vision to check, briefly, what he already knew.

He wished he hadn’t. He didn’t want his last image of her to be dusty, buried and broken, even if she had been huddled close together with Perry and Jimmy.

Now he hung here, immobile above the Planet, tethered to the stratosphere, neither able to drop down to the doomed planet that he couldn’t save nor travel upwards to the lost planet that had sent him here in the first place.

The silence was loud.

He should find his parents, he realized absently.

He felt the vague urge to help gently tug at him.

Perhaps he should clear the rubble. He couldn’t repair damage on this scale, but he could at least give people proper burials.

Then again, his stunned mind realized, they were already buried.

6 billion graves.

A graveyard planet.

His heart stalled.

Another graveyard planet.

His heart continued to slow under the heaviness of the now total emptiness that surrounded his life, in every direction, even across the vastness of the stars.

Without direction or purpose, he let himself drop down to the surface, sitting on a large, fractured slab. The concrete was bisected by wrecked, twisted metal rods that had once been the globe of the Planet’s masthead. The remnants of the broken metal globe surrounded him.

He didn’t feel the impetus to get up again, even as time passed, as the sun set and rose and set again, all at an odd angle.

Instead, he stayed near Lois.

For a long time.

His mind began ticking forward eventually, haltingly at first, in a fragmented way, as it started to work past the shock and into true grief.

How long would he sit here, alone and in a living purgatory?

How long would it take until Earth had no survivors at all? After all, he was invulnerable. There was little chance of starvation for a super being that didn’t need to eat or drink. And even if the kryptonite had survived intact, there were no mad nemeses left to hunt him down. His once piercing worries over Luthor’s manic plans had evaporated. The fears of mere weeks before seemed like they were far off, from unreachable worlds and eons away, washed out by the uneasy tide of this new, unending silence.

The Earth’s rotation was slower. He could feel it. …Was it also off its axis? He tried to focus his mind despite the comprehensive numbness. Was he actually feeling the improper tilt of the Earth or was he just still reeling from this misshapen reality he’d woken to? If the planet had been pushed far enough out of its orbit, would it become like the meteor itself, an albatross for another planet? Or would the destabilizing orbit follow its logical conclusion and eventually meet with its logical end? He wondered if falling into the sun would hurt. Or would it merely charge and recharge him, healing him instantly to keep him from suffocating in the airless vacuum of space, and trapping him in a bright but unending stasis of misery – without her?

How long would he be forced to sit alone in silence, contemplating his loss?

The sun rose again, as if in answer to his question.

It had been days since he’d moved, since he’d taken a deep breath or spoken.

Now, he looked out across the pillaged horizon line, his heart collapsing in his chest, as he breathed out her name.

“Lois.”


******


A whirring noise broke the silence.

He couldn’t quite connect it to the reality of it at first.

It was disorienting, to hear an intentional, mechanical sound after so long, outside of the erratic winds and distorted ebbing tides.

And was that…

He extended his hearing for the first time in months.

Were those footsteps?

Lois! His heart lurched impossibly hard, his head snapping up.

Her name had become an endless, echoing litany in his mind.

But, no, of course it wasn’t her.

It would never be her again.

Besides, he could still sense her non-presence far below him.

He blinked as a little man in a smudged brown coat and beaten bowler hat stood suddenly in front of him, holding a handkerchief over his mouth and turning slowly in an astounded circle, surveying the overwhelming decimation around them with a shocked face.

He finally came to a stop facing Clark, and his expression withered further, turning to sympathy.

“Oh, dear,” he said.
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I guess that could work. Like, you hardly can kick out a long-time rentee's pet over something like that...I assume. :-)
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I Will Always Love You AmandaK 03/15/24 11:53 AM
Happy Ficlet Friday!
This week’s ficlet is dedicated to Darth_Michael, who has indicated several times that he would like to see those crazed teenage hormones come into play for Lois and Clark in my "Try Not to Change Anything" series. Here you go.


Kerth Challenge #5: What song was #1 the year you turned 5? Look at the music charts and find whatever song was at the top that year. Somehow you need to build your fic around this song. It can be by theme, use the lyrics, or even include the song in the story. Good luck!

Ugh… this one was tough. I turned 5 in 1993 – the same year L&C first aired. The #1 song that year was “I Will Always Love You” by Whitney Houston. Gotta admit, I don’t really like this song. How many times can she drag out the same exact phrase in a row? And the verses are… meh. It’s not even a song about romantic love. It was originally written and recorded by Dolly Parton in 1974 about a professional break-up. So how do I work this into my series – especially since I don’t want to set this one after 1993?
I ended up working it into a scene I had already planned out a bit, set in 1985.


I Will Always Love You
By AmandaK

The ceremony had been over for many hours. Sam Lane had taken off shortly after it ended, citing a big project he needed to get back to. Ellen had treated them to lunch at Lois’ favorite restaurant before being called in to pick up an extra shift at the hospital. Lucy had rushed upstairs soon after they got home, saying something about doing her nails and calling Stacy.

The radio on the mantle was on and Dolly Parton was crooning about love. A black graduation robe had been tossed, carelessly, over the back of a chair. The gold Valedictorian stole had slid to the floor where it lied crumpled and forgotten. The cap… might have gotten knocked under the couch.

But neither occupant of the living room really cared to investigate where, exactly, it had gone. They were far too preoccupied with investigating each other.

Lois moaned as Clark pressed another kiss just below her earlobe. His right hand had, at some point, work its way up under her blouse and his fingers felt hot against her ribcage. His left hand was threaded into her hair, tilting her head gently to give him better access to her neck.

Lois’ hands were equally busy. Having managed to untuck his shirt, she traced the lines of the muscles in his abs and back, mesmerized by how sensitive to her touch the Man of Steel seemed to be.

Clark bit back a groan and found her mouth once more as her hands found purchase on his hips drawing him closer. Oh, how he wanted to give in to desire and see just how far this rendezvous could go. She was so warm and inviting and he knew from past conversations that she wouldn’t tell him no. In fact, he was always the one to stop things before they got too far.

How far was too far anyway?

He wasn’t sure. He couldn’t think straight when she touched him like that, when she nibbled on his lower lip and gave him access to her mouth.

Still, that old, reliable voice of reason niggled at the back of his mind, distracting him just enough that he couldn’t focus solely on the beautiful young woman in his arms.

He kissed her one last time and then rested his forehead against hers. “We should stop,” he whispered, his voice still thick with passion.

Lois pouted. He always did this – just when things were starting to really heat up, he put on the breaks. Well not this time. She reached for him again, capturing his lips, determined to make him forget whatever silly reason he had for not letting this continue.

For a moment, she thought she might have succeeded. Then Clark pulled away farther and drew in a ragged breath. “Lois…”

“Ugh! Why?” Lois voiced her frustration as she threw herself back against the arm of the couch.

“Because if we don’t stop now, I won’t be able to stop,” Clark admitted, choosing to fix his eyes on the pattern of the oriental rug instead of her heaving chest.

Lois sat up and stared at him. He was unbelievable. “Maybe I don’t want to stop.”

“We need to.” He still refused to look at her.

Lois sighed and sat next to him, placing her hand on his shoulder. “Clark, I’m eighteen. I’m a legal adult now. I’ve even graduated high school. We’ve waited eight years to consummate our marriage. What are we still waiting for?”

“I don’t want just one night or just whenever I can visit. Once we do… consummate our marriage, I want to be able to hold you in my arms every night, regardless of whether or not we make love. We’re not… technically married here.”

“That is a technicality that can be easily remedied.” Lois smiled, imagining the picture he painted – waking up every morning wrapped in his strong arms, having him all to herself every night before she had to share him with the world as Superman. She snuggled close to him and wrapped her arms around her neck, ready for him to pick her up and fly them somewhere with no waiting period for a wedding license. “Come on, Fly-boy. I hear Vegas is nice this time of year.”

Clark finally looked at her and shook his head with a soft smile. “Lo-is. We can’t elope. How would we even explain to your parents how we got to Vegas? And besides…” He sighed heavily. “It would change too much.”

Lois rolled her eyes. “Clark, do you realize how much we’ve changed in the past eight years? If we haven’t destroyed the timeline yet, I don’t think getting married…” she paused to do some quick mental math and winced. “Twelve years early will make much of a difference.” Did they really have twelve more years to go to catch up to where they’d left off?

“It would make a huge difference, Lois.” Clark gently removed her arms and stood up, stretching his arms over his head.

Lois bit her lip as she admired the pull of his abs peeking out from under his shirt. What were they talking about again? Oh, right. Convincing the boy scout to stop being so cautious.

“How? Name one difference it would make?”

Clark walked over to the mantle and wiggled a nob on the radio, turning the volume down. “Well, for one thing, where would we live? I’m taking classes at Midwestern and you’re set to start at Met U in the Fall.”

Lois looked down and fiddled with the hem of her skirt. “Actually, I hadn’t completely decided on going back to Met U.”

Clark turned back to her; his eyes wide with surprise. “What? Why wouldn’t you go back to Met U?”

“Well, I’ve already done the Met U thing. I took all the journalism classes there. I figure I might as well see what other colleges have to offer.”

Clark frowned slightly, but nodded. “I guess I can understand that. But where will you go? New Troy State has a Metropolis campus, right?”

Lois nodded but refused to meet his eyes. “They do. But I was actually considering… Midwestern.”

Clark was back by her side in an instant. She wasn’t sure if he’d used superspeed or not. He took her hand and looked at her seriously. “Lois, you can’t go to Midwestern.”

She frowned and pulled her hand back. “Why not? I got accepted. With my GPA and test scores, I got accepted everywhere I applied,” she pointed out matter-of-factly.

“I don’t doubt that you did. But Lois, the Daily Planet doesn’t offer internships to students from Midwestern.”

“So? I can get an internship anywhere and still start at the Planet after I graduate.”

Clark shook his head. “No. No. You are talking major changes here, Lois. You can’t risk turning your entire career on its head. And for what?”

Lois stood up, needing the upper ground on this one. “To be with you, Clark! We’ve been forced to stay apart while we were teens, but we are both adults now and we can be together. I don’t want to wait anymore. I want to get married and spend the summer travelling the world, Superman Express, and then go to Midwestern with you.”

“And then what? Where would we live?” he returned to his question from before. “Midwestern doesn’t offer housing for married couples. We’d have to get an apartment, which means one or both of us would have to get a job. We’d have to divide our time between work and studying and somehow fit in time for each other. We’d be spread thin from the start. How would that affect our grades? Our careers? Even if we managed to keep our grades up, what then? Would we both start at the Daily Planet at the same time? Lane and Kent from day one? Is that really what you want?”

Lois looked down, considering his words. “I don’t know.”

He stood and grasped her shoulders. “You are Lois Lane.” He said slowly. “You are the best investigative reporter the Daily Planet has ever seen… or will see. And you didn’t need my help to get there. You did that on your own.”

“But that was before I knew you.” Lois replied quietly. “You’re the best thing that ever happened to me. You broke down all my walls. You saw who I was underneath Mad Dog Lane. And you loved me.”

“And I will always, always love you.” Clark looked deep into her eyes, letting her know that he meant ever word. Then he gestured to the couch and they both sat, knees touching and hands clasped together.

Clark sighed. “Lois… I can’t help but feel that I am in your way. If I stay… if I keep visiting, or if you move to Kansas, or I move here… I’m only going to hold you back.”

Lois shook her head. “No, Clark. You could never hold me back. You’re the reason – you’re why I do what I do.”

“And what will you do, Lois? How is what you do this time different from what you did last time? Why did you do what do what you did then, before you knew me? How did you become Lois Lane, the vibrant tornado who took my breath away when she burst into my interview and demanded that she be allowed to investigate the Messenger sabotage?”

Lois grinned, remember the look on his face when she first met him. Nevertheless, she decided to tease him a little. “Are you saying I no longer take your breath away?”

Clark pressed his lips to hers in a brief kiss. “You always take my breath away.” He smiled and then sobered. “But you are different. Not in a bad way just… time changes people. Everything we went through when we were partners at the Planet, everything we’ve had to deal with in the last eight years… I mean, reliving our childhoods but with the hindsight of having already grown up once before – I know I’m not the same person I was when I was nineteen the first time around.”

“You haven’t changed.” Lois argued. “You’re still just… Clark. You’re my best friend, the man I love. You’re Superman – or you will be one day, anyway.”

“That’s just it though. Knowing that I will one day wear the cape and be a… super hero, has given me so much more confidence in my abilities as they emerged than I ever had when I was a teen before. And having you in my life – a best friend whom I could actually talk to about what was going on…” he sighed and ran a hand sheepishly through his hair before continuing. “I forgot to tell my parents about my heat vision.”

“What?”

“I mean, when it kicked in, I didn’t freak out about it like I did the first time. I knew what it was and what I needed to do. Once I got it under control, I called you. You were the first person I thought of, not my folks. And I guess, I sort of forgot they didn’t already know – because they did know, before. So, when I used my heat vision to light the grill a few weeks ago, my dad just about had a heart attack.”

“You’ve had your heat vision for years. How have they not caught you using it before?”

Clark shrugged. “Guess I just haven’t used it much around them.” He smiled sadly. “I’m not as close to them as I was before. I turn to you when I have a problem or something to celebrate or just want to chat and I think you do the same.”

Lois nodded. “It’s been nice having someone to turn to. I didn’t have that growing up before. I had to learn to stand on my own pretty early.”

“And I’m glad you had me this time,” Clark replied, reaching out to stroke her cheek. “But we’re talking now about making some major life changes – changes that might let us be closer together but might also hold us back from becoming who we were meant to be. There is so much at risk here. If we change something – get married early, switch schools, change our career paths – how is that going effect things in the long run? If we continue to lean on each other during these formative years, will we be able to stand on our own when we need to?”

Lois frowned, not really sure where he was going with this. “Clark, what are you saying?”

He drew in a slow breath and met her gaze steadily. “I’m saying… I think we need to consider taking a break.”

“A break? As in break-up?”

Clark shook his head. “Not a break-up. Not exactly. Just… some time apart. Time to rediscover who we are, find our place in the world again.”

“No, No.” Lois shook her head frantically and blinked back the tears that were threatening. “Don’t do this to me again, Clark Kent. Don’t you dare break up with me because of some misconceived idea in your head of it being for my own good.”

“Lois, no. I’m not. I won’t. I won’t stay away unless we both agree.”

“Well, I don’t agree, so let’s just drop it.”

“Lois.” He caught her hand in his own. “Please, just think about what I’ve said.”

He sounded so earnest and he had promised not to make this decision on his own. Lois sighed and nodded. Several things he had said made a lot of sense and left her questioning just what she wanted in life right now. She wanted to be with him. But she also wanted to work her way back to the top of her chosen field. She loved working with him but she also missed the thrill of cracking a big story on her own, of striding into the bullpen knowing that her sheer presence commanded respect from her colleagues, of being the woman who didn’t need a man to be the best at what she did.

She’d almost forgotten what it was like to work on something without bouncing ideas off Clark. Throughout middle and high school, they had helped each other with every project, proof-read each other’s papers, and grumbled about annoying teachers and juvenile peers and having to do this all over again. She loved their phone calls and occasional visits during school breaks. Those visits had become far more frequent since he had re-learned how to fly. Her parents, of course, had no idea that her “long-distance” boyfriend spent far more time in her room than they would ever approve of.

‘Not that it never went anywhere,’ a small voice in the back of her mind grumbled.

She pushed the thought aside and tried to focus on considering Clark’s suggestion. A break. Time apart. But not a ‘break-up’ as it were. It’s not like they would be dating anyone else. They were married after all – sort of. But taking time to re-establish her place in the world didn’t sound too bad. She could do that.

Or could she?

A sudden fear gripped her heart. Had she lost her touch? Did she still know how to become the independent career woman she had once been? Or had all this time with Clark by her side softened her too much? Was she seriously considering going to Midwestern instead of Met U? Of not fighting tooth and nail for the coveted Daily Planet internship? Did she honestly think she could get married at eighteen, start her career already partnered with Clark, and still go on to have people see her as the Lois Lane and not just the other half of Kent and Lane?

She shook her head and shut her eyes against her tears. He was right. She had changed. She wasn’t thinking straight. She was seriously considering options that could destroy her career before it ever got started. She didn’t even know who she was anymore. But she didn’t know what was more terrifying – realizing that she had lost herself or knowing that she could only find herself again if they did what Clark was suggesting.

“I don’t know if I can do this without you,” she whispered.

Clark stroked cheek and she opened her eyes, allowing the tears to flow freely down her cheeks. The sorrowful look in his eyes told her that he knew she had come to the same conclusion he had. Nevertheless, he met her gaze firmly.

“You are Lois Lane. You are the strongest person I know. You can do anything that you set your mind to doing. Don’t you let anyone stand in your way. Not even me. We both know I’m not what you need right now.”

She sobbed and buried her head against his chest. He held her close and stroked her hair. “Please don’t cry,” he whispered. “It won’t be forever. I promise I’ll come back to you.” He placed a kiss on the top of her head. “I love you, Lois.”

She sniffled a bit and leaned back to meet his eyes. “And I will always love you.”

I Will Always Love You
By Whitney Houston

If I should stay
I would only be in your way
So I'll go, but I know
I'll think of you every step of the way

And I will always love you
I will always love you
You
My darling, you, mm, mm

Bittersweet memories
That is all I'm taking with me
So goodbye, please don't cry
We both know I'm not what you, you need

And I will always love you
I will always love you…You

I hope life treats you kind
And I hope you have all you've dreamed of
And I wish you joy and happiness
But above all this, I wish you love

And I will always love you
I will always love you
I will always love you
I will always love you
I will always love you
I, I will always love you
You
Darling, I love you
I'll always, I'll always love you
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#27 The Housemaid by Freida McFadden

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Every day I clean the Winchesters’ beautiful house top to bottom. I collect their daughter from school. And I cook a delicious meal for the whole family before heading up to eat alone in my tiny room on the top floor.

I try to ignore how Nina makes a mess just to watch me clean it up. How she tells strange lies about her own daughter. And how her husband Andrew seems more broken every day. But as I look into Andrew’s handsome brown eyes, so full of pain, it’s hard not to imagine what it would be like to live Nina’s life. The walk-in closet, the fancy car, the perfect husband.

I only try on one of Nina’s pristine white dresses once. Just to see what it’s like. But she soon finds out… and by the time I realize my attic bedroom door only locks from the outside, it’s far too late.

But I reassure myself: the Winchesters don’t know who I really am.

They don’t know what I’m capable of…

I've read too many of these thrillers to be surprised. But this was a fun read!
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