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"suspicion of indecency with a child" just for two adult fighting in a picture?

Finally, he saw her and he let out a sigh of relief. Jogging a little to catch up, Claude grinned.

“Get out,” he said harshly. He did not turn to face her.

Lois’ heart skipped a beat, causing her breath to quicken. “What?”

Clark was silent for a moment before he repeated his demand. Lois stared at his back, fear and anger warring in her mind.

“Turn around, Clark.”

Clark remained unmoving as stone. Lois took in the tense lines of his shoulders, bitterly regretting her phrasing earlier. “Look, Clark. I know how that sounds. But you can see I didn’t do it. I told you about it for heaven’s sake! I picked you. Don’t you see that? I picked you.”

“That’s just the thing, Lois,” Clark said softly. Lois cringed. She might have preferred him to yell. This deathly calm scared her. “You didn’t pick me. Look at you. You came over here with the intention of going through with this. Do not insult me by lying and saying you didn’t. What stopped you? My pathetic declaration? Did you stop to think about the consequences of what you were about to do? Did you stop to think about what this could do to me?” Clark finally turned around and Lois’ breath caught at the depth of the hurt she saw there. “Forgive me, this sounds extremely selfish. But how can you profess to love me when you would hurt me like this?”

“But I didn’t do it, Clark! Why are you blaming me for something I didn’t do?”

“How do I even know you’re 23? You’ve lied about everything else. You lied about loving me.”

“God damn it, I didn’t lie about that! I do love you!”

“Prove it.”

Lois gritted her teeth and faced off against Clark. “Exactly how am I supposed to do that?”

“Leave.”

And what scared him the most was the fact that she might have very well succeeded.

Would he have given in to the obvious longing in his heart? Could he have lowered himself that far? To risk a lifetime of self loathing and possible time in jail? The fact that Clark didn’t have a definite answer to give himself wrenched his stomach.

Lois was still standing on the opposite side of the island, her hands shaking almost imperceptibly in the harsh light of the kitchen. Suddenly bone weary, Clark leaned an elbow on the counter and dropped his head on his hand.

“Just leave, Lois,” he murmured, no trace of anger in his voice. “I believe you’re 23. I never really doubted you. But I’m sure no one else caught it. Your cover is safe.”

“But Cla--”

“Go!”

And the absolute worst part was that he still loved her. The feelings in his heart hadn’t dimmed in the slightest.

Claude Malfois shifted from his uncomfortable position in the bushes outside Clark Kent’s apartment and watched in dismay as Lois hurried out. Claude could tell from his vantage point near the window that they had argued. He grimaced. It threw a definite wrench in his plans. He wasn’t sure the police would accept his anonymous tip about the possible indecency with a child if he hadn’t been able to get the pictures of them in bed to prove it. Damn. If only they had followed the plan, they would have all gotten what they wanted.

Apparently their little gang, the “Rosettes” had joined the big league. It had all the makings of a best seller. The corruption of youth, the scandals of drugs and murder. And then there was the bonus. A highly respected teacher convicted of sexual indecency with a child? He wasn’t sure of the logistics of such a thing. If it came out that Lois was indeed overage and consenting then he was sure that the charges would be dropped. If not, they would vastly lessen. No, Claude Malfois wasn’t worried at all about Clark Kent. The man would be fine. His reputation and job might be tarnished forever, but legally, Claude knew Clark had no reason to fear.

Not that guilt had ever stopped him before. Keeping a wary eye on Lois, Claude stopped at a payphone and phoned the police station.

“Sir? I’d like to report a tip about one of the teachers at Metropolis High…” Claude spoke for a few minutes, nodding and promising to send over his pictures to the station. When he hung up, he frantically scanned the street for Lois. Finally, he saw her and he let out a sigh of relief. Jogging a little to catch up, Claude grinned. The guy at the police station owed him a favor and promised to rush his call. Clark Kent should be getting a visit from Metropolis’ Finest in the very near future.

“Goodbye, Lois Lane.”

And then the door was shut, and Lois was locked in complete and butter thick darkness.

“Get out,” he said harshly. He did not turn to face her.

“How do I even know you’re 23? You’ve lied about everything else. You lied about loving me.”

“God damn it, I didn’t lie about that! I do love you!”

“Prove it.”

Lois gritted her teeth and faced off against Clark. “Exactly how am I supposed to do that?”

“Leave.”

Would he have given in to the obvious longing in his heart? Could he have lowered himself that far? To risk a lifetime of self loathing and possible time in jail? The fact that Clark didn’t have a definite answer to give himself wrenched his stomach.

And the absolute worst part was that he still loved her. The feelings in his heart hadn’t dimmed in the slightest.

No, Claude Malfois wasn’t worried at all about Clark Kent. The man would be fine. His reputation and job might be tarnished forever, but legally, Claude knew Clark had no reason to fear.

Lois let out a frustrated growl as she found her anger being washed away by gently lapping shame and guilt.

“Did you do it?” Lexy asked, a genuine curiousness in her voice. After Lois paused, her voice grew snide. “Was he good?”

“I do believe you’re lying,” Lexy said quietly. “I have been extremely careful. And besides, had there truly been a warrant out for my arrest, you wouldn’t have come. The police would have. No, I don’t believe you Lois. Sorry. But you are a little too close to home, if you know what I mean, so I believe you might have to take a tragic dip off the edge of the water tower. You and poor Beth Warner. Whatever happened to the two of you? A midnight dare taken too far?’

when she felt the hands on her back

“You can come down to the station for questioning, sir.”

“Questioning? For what?”

“On the suspicion of indecency with a child.”

It would all just be really bad if Lois died at this point.

It would all just be really bad if Lois died at this point.
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Hmmmm, yes. It would be better if she died slightly later.

but I promise I'll be back later with real thanks!

How about part 11? Will you be back later with part 11? Don't make me break out the pointy stick men! You know I'll do it!!!