Aww, you really did have her sleep next to him again
It was only a few seconds before he'd decided that not leaving her was part of the whole 'if you need anything' thing. A minute later, he slid into the bed, careful to keep a reasonable difference between them.
That effort was foiled when Lois moved back to settle in against him. Of its own volition, his arm went around her and pulled her closer.
He really doesn’t have a chance at all, does he?
Clark found himself sitting straight up in his bed, alert to any signs of danger or intruders or...
Lois.
She was gone.
O-oh
A thought suddenly occurred to him and he turned towards the Star.
There was activity in Preston Carpenter's office. Hovering high overhead, he felt no moral compunction about eavesdropping.
o-oh
This time it was his jaw that dropped as Linda walked in the room.
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"Is the bitch taken care of?" she asked.
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Wait; what now?
