Oooooh myyyyy... I so wish there was an n-fic version of this at the moment, but then again there's been so many different versions that we may not need another. You do a great job stating what happened without sending it over to the naughty side of our forum and for that you get kudos.
CLARK: No. I'm just worried I'm a jinx.
JONATHAN: A jinx?
CLARK: Yeah. Let's face it, ever since she's known me, Lois's been kidnapped, frozen, pushed off buildings, almost stabbed, poisoned, buried alive and who knows what else, and it's all because of me.
-"Contact" (You're not her jinx, you're her blessing.)
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