Woohoo! I get to start this one!
DJ I was
NOT punishing you by giving you short feedback before. I was...just pouting.
Just kidding. Actually I read it while I should have been studying so I figured if I didn't indulge in a long feedback I wouldn't be as guilty...right? Sort of like I'm doing now.
So...heat exhaustion? I'm glad that's all it was. Poor Clark. And Lois is really coming thru showing how much she loves him.
Lois felt her mouth drop open in horror. His clothes! Clark was still dressed as... Clark! And Dr. Klein was on his way over to help her with Superman. No, no, no!
Good thinking Lois but why do I think that Dr. Klein already knows?
Okay... the shirt. She’d remove the shirt next. Lois methodically unbuttoned it and then laid it open. She was trying hard not to gawk at his well-defined pectoral muscles or the sculpted lines of his abs, but they were a little distracting to say the least.
I sure would be oogling if I had to undress Dean...I mean Clark, even if I had to medically undress him. At least Lois has come to terms with the fact that she really does love Clark and is attracted to him physically.
She took hold of her shirt and pulled it away from her chest, blowing a stream of air down into the opening, and then began fanning the shirt against her. As she reached up to wipe her forehead with the back of her other hand, she could tell that perspiration had long since curled a few of her errant hairs. She thought she had been hot before – she was going to need a shower by the time this was over... most likely a cold one.
Lois Lane...hot and bothered by the farmboy. Go figure! It's okay Lois. I would be, too.
Clark woke up slowly, feeling disoriented. The last thing he remembered clearly was throwing up in his bathroom. He had a vague recollection of people being there and of being moved...
And now he found himself lying on his side in his bed... In his Suit? What was he doing in that? Something soft and warm was draped over him and dangling against his chest. He looked down and realized it was someone’s arm.
A woman’s arm...
Lois’s arm?
His heart began to race and he turned over carefully in bed so that he could look at her.
I hope Lois realized how much Clark really does love her especially now that she has shown him that she loves him by taking care of him...in sickness...
He couldn’t count the number of dreams he’d had where he would wake up in bed next to her.
They didn’t quite happen like this, but still...
Clark reached over and touched her cheek, caressing it gently with his thumb. “Lois?” he whispered softly.
“Hmmm what, Clark?” she mumbled, not yet awake.
Clark was about to say her name again when her eyes flew open and then widened in surprise. “Um, hi,” she said shyly.
“Hi,” he repeated back to her.
“Sorry,” she mumbled as she started to pull away from him. “You were tossing in your sleep and I was afraid you were going to pull your IV out. As long as I was touching you, you seemed to calm down. I was just going to lay by you until you fell asleep but...” She paused in her explanation when he reached out and put one arm around her, holding her in place.
“Don’t apologize.”
Even unconscious, Clark knows Lois's presence and she has a calming affect on him. This is just so sweet...and innocent.
He slowly sat up and then scooted back to lean against the headboard, letting the covers fall from his body to expose blue spandex. “How did I get into my Suit?”
Lois looked away from him shyly. “I, uh, put it on you. I didn’t know what else to do. I told Dr. Klein that Superman wasn’t feeling well and I had asked him to meet me here.” She gave his hand a gentle squeeze. “You’re not mad, are you? It’s just that when I found you passed out on the floor, it scared me. I knew someone needed to look at you and there wasn’t any way I could get you up from the floor, let alone move you. So I called Dr. Klein.”
“No. I’m not mad, Lois,” he hurried to assure her, smiling lovingly at her. He had really been too hard on her about Dr. Klein. She needed to know that he trusted her. “You did exactly what you should have done.”
Clark is showing Lois that he really does trust her judgement now.
What bad timing for Jimmy...and Jack. I want to know what Clark went shopping for earlier.
Okay, DJ...stop stalling and start revealing stuff...or I'm gonna pout...again!
~Sheila
