heeeeeeee!!! I'm so excited!! *covers self up with the Batman fleece throw and starts reading* (ahum.. yes.. Lara is a dork!)
Her feet propped on her desk and a half-eaten bag of holiday M&Ms in her lap, Lois Lane cast yet another plaintive look at the clock.
ROFL! That starts well. Is she making a big 'S' on her desk with those?
With a disgusted sigh, she mentally catalogued the last 12 months. The Planet being blown up, and then closed. Her aborted wedding to Lex. His crazed ex-wife creating a clone of her. Countless attempts on her life. Her streak of three-consecutive Kerth Awards coming to an abrupt end – at the volition of her partner, no less. And worst of all, too many tears to count.
awwww! *hugs Lois*
Lois was grown up now, but her attitude toward the holidays hadn‘t changed. Inside, she was the same little girl standing at the window, wishing for the Santa she no longer believed in to heal the broken pieces of her family.
Sniffles! *hugs Lois some more*
She would be lying to herself if she didn’t admit that she had been affected when they held hands at her window and watched the snow fall from the moonlit sky on Christmas.
And that she wished he were here tonight.
Heeeeee! and... awww!!! I'm sure he's not very far away. He's never very far away.
Now, she wished she had never made the suggestion, and that he was there to tally how many M&Ms she could catch in her mouth and tease her about counting the ones that bounced off her lip and landed on the floor.
*giggles* that is cute. I could totally see him doing that. I wish he was doing it... Poor Lois!
Martha Kent leaned back in her chair, her arms folded, as she watched her only son stare into a cup of mulled cider as if it held the answers to the world’s great secrets.
LOL! Clark, that's not the right place to look for them. Everyone knows the world's greatest secrets can only be found in a bowl of chocolate ice cream.
“But I don’t want to lead her on,” he protested. A pained look on his face, he hastened to explain what had been on his mind for weeks, “Not as Superman. I can’t do that to her, Mom.”
awwwww!!! *hugs Clarkie* ...you can just tell her he flew you back into town, you know. Something. Martha's right, you're a smart guy. Ahh! Come on, you have to go back to Metropolis, Clark!! Think!!!
He sat there in silence, mulling it over the question to which he already knew the answer. Could he really fly back to Metropolis and see Lois?
Yesssssssssssss, you can!!! *giggles*
After several long moments, he pushed back his chair and came around the table to kiss his mother’s cheek. “Happy New Year, Mom. Will you tell Dad I said goodbye?”
YAY!!!
Holding Lois securely in his arms, Clark slowed in the air above Hobbs Bay just as the first burst of red sparkles illuminated the sky. “Good, we made it.”
Lois looked impressed. “Wow, what a view.”
And she meant it. She had never seen fireworks below her.
WOW! That's got to be the most amazing way of watching fireworks. *dreamy sigh*
They stayed that way for several moments, watching the fireworks, and it wasn’t until Clark felt Lois rest her head against his chest and sigh contentedly that he snapped back to reality. This was exactly what he didn’t want, and what he wanted more than anything, all at the same time.
I've told you when you showed me this paragraph, but I have to say again: this totally makes me melt. And poor Clarkie, all conflicted. Mmm!
As a burst of silver sparkles illuminated the bay, she softly murmured, “How beautiful.”
“It is,” he agreed softly, but he wasn’t looking at the fireworks.
*happy sigh* Oh, how I love this!
*giggles* no kidding. I wonder why that is... hehehe!
Clark. For some inexplicable reason, the mere mention of his name caused her heart to skip a beat. He had crossed her mind at various intervals of the evening, and she wasn’t sure why. Surely, the holidays weren’t turning her into the kind of sentimental sap she detested.
No, it was something else. Something she wasn’t willing to admit.
heeeeeeeee!!!! YAY!!!!
“We’re fine,” she assured him. “Actually,” she added faintly, “I miss him.”
There. She had said it.
Oooh! YAY! ... and awwwww! and... dammit, he's *right there*!!!!! sigh!
The cool scent of cucumber oil continued to permeate his senses, and when he closed his eyes, he could feel her lips pressing against his.
But that wasn’t even what had gotten to him so badly.
Her soft words repeated in his mind over and over again. “I miss him.”
/melts into a huge puddle of goo.
“It’s me … Lois.” He smiled at that. “I … I know you’re in Smallville and you won’t even be back until tomorrow, but … I … I wanted to call and wish you Happy New Year. It counts since it’s only …” She paused, undoubtedly to look at her watch. “It’s only about twenty after midnight. … Anyway, I hope you had a good time with your family, and I, uh …” He heard her take a deep breath. “I miss you, Clark…” She paused again. “I‘ll probably see you before you even hear this, so … bye.”
ah, man... you got me all teary eyed.
Awwww!! Jenn, that was so beautiful and waffy and wonderful. Thank you SO much!
*hugs her story and its author* Thank you, thank you, thank you!
I love it. Yes, this story, too, all of it. I do enjoy reading spunky Martha trying to help out Clark and the message Lois left at the end gave me the hope that maybe, just maybe, she's close to admiting to herself that she loves Clark and heck maybe in some unconscious place she even knows his secret already. 
*hugs* 