Oh god, he wasn’t imagining it. Her heartbeat was resounding in his ears, fast and furious. She was scared. She was in danger. Lois!
Egads!! Nice transition, though you scared the heck outta me.
He walked up to her and seized her hands. “I care,” he said in a hoarse whisper. “Lois, if anything happened to you... I don’t think I could ever forgive myself.”
Waffy, whammy... right there, all in one paragraph. *sigh*
He was standing close. So close that he could feel her breath on his lips. So close that it would be only too easy to lean in and steal a kiss. A kiss that, he knew, would quickly turn passionate. He wanted her so fiercely that it hurt.
Clark Jerome Kent!!!! Don't you even dare!!
Yes, I'm playing the macho super-hero here, but you might consider that I don't really want to lose two people that I care about in the same week."
Low blow, Clark, he told himself.
Yeah, no sh... kidding.
Her conscience pointed out that, as Superman had reminded her, Clark had been his friend too. He had been upset - she'd seen the grief, and the guilt that he hadn't been there to save their friend. The expression in his eyes... she would never have imagined Superman looking like that. Not ever.
Oh!!
/me opens her mouth... and shuts it again... Okay. So now he had to work out where he could stay. There had to be somewhere private, away from prying eyes, that he could use as a base.
Say Lois's apartment, come up with *that* idea, and I'll thwack you. I'm not above stealing Kae's kryptonite coated 2x4. I'm really not!
Nice!
At least his life as Superman was useful to the city, and now that Clark was dead, he could patrol a lot more and make sure Metropolis’s crime rate decreased substantially.
Wow... how can I be upset with him for being so resigned to his fate? Especially when I'm certain that there *is* no happy ending? Could it be that there is still some hope out there?
This story is *not* good for my heart!! ;p~~~
Sara (who is going to have to go to bed now and rest up her heart for Betrayed... *sigh*)
