Wonderful. Just wonderful.
As everyone has said, the tie-back to the two previous stories is just perfect, and the title is perfect, and everything is just...perfect.
I loved this...
“Lois, I was talking. I...missed that...didn’t see that coming...didn’t get the full effect...So, I wondered if...you could...again?”
“We’re here, Clark.” Lois nodded towards her building. He’d never noticed they’d arrived. “You could come up?”
Oh, he was definitely going up. Bridges could collapse and villagers might flee mudslides, but he was so going up. She’d kissed him. Kissed him...kissed him.
“I...You’re...um...a little tipsy, Lois.”
Who said that?! Horrible, horrible good manners, hard-wired into his psyche! Darn them! Darn them to the fiery cellars where Lex Luthor dwelled! Lois was only the tiniest bit drunk. He didn’t care. He’d go up and just watch her sleep it off. That would be enough for him.
I just had to quote it again because I loved it so much. I can really picture Clark saying and thinking these things, and then to find out that Lois knew! Of course she knew... And I loved the bit with the box and her list - I *knew* there must be a reason that she was ignoring the alarm at STAR Labs.
And this was just wonderful too...
But then, Clark had shown her the scar. He had chosen to show her. Lois knew this was important. In showing her the scar, he had shown her what trapped him And he had, also, given her the key. Lois would free him; from the isolation that had to be stifling, from the uncertainty that had to be chronic, and from the fear that stayed with him. The fear of being found out, the fear of rejection, the fear of her rejection of him once she knew.
This she could see clearly now. When he’d caught her at the planetarium, he had been holding himself steady by sheer force of will, by self-discipline, by long, long practice. But Superman had been afraid. Had he once shown his true self to someone he’d loved? Had they turned away? With disgust? With fear? With condemnation?
Clark, in showing her the chicken pox scar, had shown her the deeper scars. The ones that haunted him, closed him in, cut him off. But not anymore. He didn’t know it yet, but that part of Clark Kent’s life was over. She was here. And this was a job for Lois Lane.
And indeed it was, and Lois did get the ball rolling as only Lois could. Guys who know guys...
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love the fact that despite the thoughts that ran through Clark's head in Lois' bedroom, he didn't confront her in bitterness and anger; he did, as you said, just ask the most important question. And that entire scene was just beautiful, very them.
A perfect ending to the story, CC. Thanks so much for sharing it with us. Superb...
Kathy