Hi Vicki!
/eyes icon/ Happy Birthday!
Mayson's face was white with embarrassment and fear. "I...I...I thought you knew," she said softly.
So, that would be an ‘oops’, then? On the plus side, at least Lois didn’t find them in bed together. *Then* ‘I thought you knew’ would have been *really* awkward.
"How do you know?" she demanded.
Good question! I figured, she noticed it after she tucked him into bed.
"Lois, now's not the best time..."
Or they played ‘ADA and Naughty Vigilante’.
"No, you should stay," Lois challenged. "As much as I hate to admit it, I'm sure I'm not the only one feeling embarrassed here."
Yes, but keeping Mayson here won’t make Clark any less embarrassed
"Sit and I'll explain everything as best I can."
That should be fun!
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My money’s on four.
LOIS: Four?
Yeah, he’ll put his foot in his mouth four times trying to explain why she found him at his professional caregiver’s apartment, suffering from what *could* be an STD.
"I never told Mayson about my secret," Clark repeated. "She found out by mistake."
/marks one down/
"By mistake. What, did you start floating in midair after a make out session or something?" Lois hissed, well aware of how juvenile she sounded.
Sounds reasonable? Maybe they had *more* passion than he and Lois did?
"Lois, please. Do you really think I could have ever cheated on you?" he pleaded.
Well, he *is* a Kryptonian lord. Is having a professional caregiver giving him care considered cheating?
"I couldn't lie to her," Clark added.
/marks two down/
"It's not like that! She'd almost died and I..."
/marks three down/
"Oh!" Lois spat, cutting him off. "She almost died! Well then, maybe I should go put myself into mortal peril too, so you'll finally be honest with me for once!"
Won’t help. Otherwise, she’d already know at least…37 times.
"I'd spent so much time hating Superman, to the point of almost villainizing him, all the while so relentlessly pursuing him in a different set of clothes."
Sounds familiar.
"I needed to know, Lois. Could you love Clark Kent, without the powers?
Aaaand there’s four.
How could I know for certain that you weren't with me to live out the 'Superman's girlfriend' fantasy?
That’s easy. When she gets all annoyed at the costume for restricting access during naughty times, it means she wants Clark Kent. If, on the other hand, she suggests he keep it on, it means she is only there for the cheap thrill of…dating a super hero.
"I know," Clark said quietly. "I messed up, Lois. I was too afraid to tell you. Because...because of this moment, when I'd have to be afraid that my lies would have put too great a wedge between us. I was terrified of losing you. I still am."
But now he’s sick and he likely hopes that Lois will *not* kick a sick puppy.
"Of course not!" Clark wheezed as another cough wracked his body. "The only reason I didn't say yes was because of this!" he said, sweeping a trembling hand over the S on his chest.
Oh dear. Is it wise to tell her that he can’t marry her because she’s just a baseborn human and not fit to marry into the Kryptonian royal line?
"I don't know. It's not like there's a lot of knowledge out there on what's normal for a Kryptonian," Clark said, closing his eyes.
Hey, what if they develop flu-like symptoms when they tell lies? And now, Clark has managed to *really* make a mess of things and his body is telling him it would rather die than host a person like him?
Clark managed a smirk. "Hey, I may be a first timer, but I do know how it's done," he limply joked.
Yes, he’s a v…very patient man but he still knows where to put…things.
CLARK: *cough* Documentaries. *cough cough*
Mayson looked up, studying her, as if trying to discern whether or not Lois was telling the truth. "You would?"
Lois nodded. "Former Girl Scout's honor."
Good one! ‘Former Girl Scout’ as in they kicked her out for lying
The other woman nodded in turn, slowly, as if not quite trusting the entire situation not to backfire on her somehow. "All right."
Nah, what’s the worst that could happen? Her car getting bombed again?
"Now you listen here. This is Mayson Drake, Deputy D.A. I need that number and I need it now, or so help me I will personally see to it that the police pay you a visit and get that number for me. Do you understand?"
Oooh! So, he’ll say ‘Yes, ma’am. When they arrive and provide proper credentials, I’ll be happy to hand the number over.’?
"Dr. Klein? It's Lois Lane," she said by way of an introduction. "I know it late, but Superman needs your help."
"What?" Dr. Klein said after another yawn.
"Superman. He's in trouble. He needs your help, right now."
"What's going on?" At least he sounded a little more alert now.
What’s he thinking is wrong? Superman’s Girlfriend is calling in the middle of the night. Most likely, Superman took one of the green pills and now has developed some medical issues. Or, maybe, he’s had a zipper malfunction.
Lois didn't know what to say to that. Clark was quite literally placing his life in her hands. It humbled and terrified her, all at the same time.
But that’s what she had asked him to, earlier that night.
A heartbeat later, the paramedics entered the room. It wasn't a huge bedroom by any means, so Lois made herself useful by leaving the room.
I wonder what they’re going to think and chat about, after finding Superman in the bedroom with two knockouts. Also, why not just cut him out of his uniform and muss up his hair? They’d never recognize him.
"Thanks...for everything tonight. I'm glad Clark had someone he could trust and come to when he was in trouble. I...I know you and I haven't gotten along in the past but...well...you aren't so bad," Lois said in halting tones. She gave Mayson a tentative smile.
Well, Lois *does* need a maid of honor.
Please, be okay, she silently prayed as Mayson pulled away from the curb.
Well, he’s got to be. Otherwise, she’d have to end up with Mayson and that would be a really…weird ending.
Looking forward to the next part!
Michael
