One where Lois knows! I love how matter-of-fact the beginning is: cream soda, wash her face, 'hmm, how do we get out of this...'
He doesn't know she knows! Oh, that's funny.
"That your son, Clark, is Superman, and therefore he wasn't killed tonight when Clyde Barrow fired three bullets at his chest. I was there, no blood."
She could hear some sort of commotion in the background. "Lois?"
It was Clark. "Clark, good, I'm glad I found you. If you've had time to fill your parents in on what happened tonight, I need you back here. This is quite a mess we've gotten ourselves into this time and right now I'm not sure how we're going to get out of it."
"Lois, I... I never meant to..."
"Not now, Clark. Tell you what. I've had a pretty rough night and I really need to take a soothing hot shower. Give me about twenty minutes to shower and change into some different clothes. Can you be here by then?"
Again, she's so calm, I love it. Like this happens every day.
"It means that I had some issues to deal with before I could tell you."
Yes! *He* had issues. Damn straight.
She was feeling flat out, toe-curling, spine-tingling, fireworks blasting, romantic love.
Awww!
I love your portrayal of Lois in this fic. She's confident and assured.
Good story!
