I'm so behind on my FDK, so it's not fair that you posted part 12 before I had time to comment on part 11!
I still
love it! Love, love, love it. I particularly love seeing Lois like this. This is my favorite Lois. She has a no-nonsense exterior and a heart of gold. And she is completely unimpressed by her own pure-heartedness, so that she doesn't even realize herself what a wonderful person she is.
I can completely buy this Clark, too. It is important for me that Clark is good enough to be a good Superman. He just have to be that. But I can completely believe it if he is screwing up his private life and his private relationships. I find this quite believable in important men who shape the fate of the world. They have all these concerns about huge and important matters, and juggling their private lives, and being there for those who love them... well, it may just be too much.
I'm not saying that Clark won't come around. I think he will. But I'm not at all surprised at his attitude. I found it quite moving that he would suddenly be "off duty" as Superman at certain hours because he had to be there for his son. It's so typical, too, that he wouldn't ask Lois for help with Jory so that he could leave home himself and carry out rescues. I think many men feel that they must fix everything themselves. Clark wouldn't know how to ask for help. He would find it just too embarrassing. So I loved it that Lois came to help on her own.
So much of this chapter was so moving. It was heartbreaking to hear that Jory was deteriorating and that he was perhaps going to die. But now you must excuse me for airing one of my pet peeves again, but the thing is that I'm not too worried about Jory, because he is a little boy. In my opinion, there is nothing our culture finds more appealing than little boys. Little girls don't come close. That's why little girls - and certainly slightly older young girls - are killed quite often in popular movies, in crime stories etcetera. Little boys are so rarely killed in movies and stories. I think most people find the death of an innocent little boy just too intolerably heartbreaking. And that is why I feel really quite confident that Jory is going to be okay.
The whole description of how Lois took care of Jory, how she spoke to him while he held his hand on her throat and enjoyed the vibrating sensation of her larynx, how she made up a couple of stories on the spot (about herself as a Princess in Metropolis
) to make him fall asleep - stories that he didn't understand a word of, of course, except that he enjoyed the buzzing sensation of her throat - and then how he fell asleep snuggled in her arms - it was all just wonderful.
I loved this:
Lois was lying on her back on top of the covers and Jory was soundly sleeping snuggled on her chest. The sight oddly warmed him in a way he'd never experienced before. It also piqued a mild sense of guilt that was altogether unpleasant. He turned away from the bed and walked to the bathroom.
Poor Clark. I do feel sorry for him.
He loved the little boy – he knew that, even though he had never been able to admit as much aloud without great struggle. Clark had learned to guard his heart and to keep his trust focused on himself, and loving Jory was like strapping himself to a timed bomb. He was determined to find a way to stop the inevitable, but to his shame, somewhere deep down he had already conceded defeat. Jonathan JorEl Kent – the child named for two fathers stronger than Clark ever could be - was going to die.
And not being able to stop it was killing Clark.
Oh, poor Clark!!
(But Jory isn't going to die. He is an innocent little boy, and in the world of fiction, such beings don't die.)
But Lois didn't know the stakes. She didn't walk around afraid of the intersection between past and future, between love and loss, and between hate and obsession. She walked in with an open mind and heart and had been able to wrap her arms around a little boy who desperately craved the touch Clark had been unable – and unwilling – to give.
Well, Clark is going to change his mind, and soon, too. Isn't he himself going to hold Jory during the rest of the night.
Hmmm. I've been saying that Jory certainly isn't a clone. Now I'm not so sure. Clark's way of talking of Lana seemed odd. She is not Jory's mother, but she is the only one who can possibly save him? Either she is his mother, and then Jory possibly might need a transplant of some sort from Lana's body in order to survive. But if she isn't his mother... maybe she is the one who made a clone of Clark, maybe the clone is Jory, and maybe Jory is deteriorating the way clones often do? And maybe, maybe Lana could come up with a way to stop the deterioration, if she is an expert on cloning?
Dolly the sheep. A clone that died before its time.
This is hugely fascinating and beautifully written!
Ann
EDIT: I just remembered a Lois and Clark story where their little son died. So maybe I shouldn't be too confident about Jory.