Clark’s turned around and stared at her. He couldn’t look away. It didn’t feel like she was singing to Kal or the baby, the music was just flowing through her. That voice, the sway of her hips, the hint of rose petal scent. He was tempted to fly over there and take her in his arms, sway with her to the music. Kiss those lips. He closed his eyes in pain. She was Kal’s. She could never be his. The fates would not allow it.

“It’s obvious you’re smitten with the girl, Clark. Why don’t you do the right thing by her?”

“No. I can’t,” Clark said turning away from her and facing Perry.

“You love her, Clark. She might not be able to fly, my boy, but she’d make you happy.”

“Oh, I know she would.” A hint of a smile graced his lips. Love wouldn’t be love without the misery. “It’s not in the cards for us, sir.”

“Why’s that, Clark? She loves you.”

“Yes, I’m sure she does in a way.”

“And there’s your baby…”

Clark winced. “Ah… there’s the rub, Chief.”

“What do you mean?”

Clark poured a drink off Perry’s bar and swallowed it in one gulp. “I can’t have children.”

“Oh.” Perry looked over Clark’s shoulder at Lucy. “Oh! Surely, that doesn’t matter, son. You were adopted yourself, if I recall correctly.”

“I don’t think she knows it, but she’s singing to me right now. You’re a smart man, Mayor White, what do you think that means?”

Perry listened to her sing and thought for moment. “Because she’s already married to someone else.”

“Bingo, Chief.”

“Oh, Clark, I’m sorry. She sure has a beautiful voice, though. It’s like Lola Dane lives again.”

“What?” Clark sputtered. “What did you say?”

And it’s been almost three years, since he came...”

Clark winced. “Yeah. I know, Dad. It’s complicated.”

“How is it complicated? Just tell her. The longer you wait…”

“The timing has to be right. Trust me, I know Lois and she’s going to flip if she finds out that he knew first. That I’ve been hiding him from her. And with the trial and Tempus, our life is just settling down again. I want to have some peace for a while.”

Jonathan raised a brow at his son and pressed his lips together. “The time will never be right, son. Just do it. This is the last time we’re removing photos before she visits, Clark. You’re lucky he went out of town this weekend or he would have been here for Thanksgiving. We’re proud of him, like we’re proud of you. No more hiding him from her.”

Trust me, I know Lois and she’s going to flip if she finds out that he knew first. That I’ve been hiding him from her.

They walked into the barn and Clark looked around. “What did you need help with, Dad?”

“You. What do you have on your mind, son?” Jonathan asked.

The light bulb came on in Jonathan’s eyes. “Oh. I thought we covered those in middle school.”

Clark looked away. “Technically, it was my shirt. One I hadn’t seen since before I left for New Krypton.”

“That’s some dream, Clark. I can see why you don’t want to let it go. Have you discussed it with your wife?”

“I would swear on my future children that Lois and I made love before I left for New Krypton, but my wife says our first time was on our honeymoon.”

“I wouldn’t swear on that, Clark.”

“Oh.” Jonathan thought for a moment, then blanched. “Lois is Lois, right?”

“I’m positive, that’s her. She has the scar on her ankle bone that she broke from before we met.”

“You checked?”

“With our history?” Clark shrugged.

“Of course.”

“That’s my job, you know. Proving Clark Kent wrong.”

“Yes. I figured that out on my own. Thanks.”

Clark pressed his lips together. “It’s still good news, except that we have no idea where she is.”

He already dreamed about Lois in middle school

Huh. So he wouldn't notice, huh?

"Lois, honey, don't freak out, but I've had another Lois in my bed last night."
Yeah, that'd go over well...

*That's* why he can't any more children!

Hmm... if it weren't for Clark's earlier statement, I'd bet Lex's penthouse that he knocked up Rachel during the prom and they're now hiding his loveson out here somewhere...

He got her one from his creepy-stalker collection in Smallville?

Yep. Doesn't know the meaning of 'boundary'. Is impulsive. Doesn't follow rules. Pouts. Did you flip Alt-Lois and Alt-Clark's personalities, by any chance?

And it never occurs that not telling him Lois is alive is even worse that telling him?

Actually, it's more of a hobby. And for the record, 'mission' doesn't work because she still has a purpose without doing it. 'Destiny' isn't it either. Her live can be fulfilling without it. And it doesn't pay, plus she does it purely for the personal satisfaction and on her own time. So, 'hobby' it is

Soooo mad!

Thank you again for your great comments.

You mean the quote where he mentions he was a virgin until Lois?

I'm sorry, but I cannot talk about Mrs. Luthor yet due to a spoilage clause in my contract.

You're right, but she's only teasing him... so, is it absolutely necessary for her to get all her words 100% correct?

He's not mad. He's annoyed. Frustrated.

And somebody's gonna be so mad...

Or did I make YOU mad?

Originally posted by MrsLuthor:
I feel like perhaps, real Lois should just take Alt-Clark home with her and introduce the idea of some kind of reverse polygamy to real Clark... lol

Originally posted by VirginiaR:

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Originally posted by MrsLuthor:
[b] I feel like perhaps, real Lois should just take Alt-Clark home with her and introduce the idea of some kind of reverse polygamy to real Clark... lol

Yeah, I'm sure that will go over real well with her husband. :rolleyes: [/b]

Originally posted by MrsLuthor:
Well, then just send one of those Clarks over here to me. I wouldn't mind the dark & twisty alt-Clark. I bet he writes stellar poetry.

“How is it complicated? Just tell her. The longer you wait…”
“The timing has to be right. Trust me, I know Lois and she’s going to flip if she finds out that he knew first. That I’ve been hiding him from her. And with the trial and Tempus, our life is just settling down again. I want to have some peace for a while.”

Jonathan raised a brow at his son and pressed his lips together. “The time will never be right, son. Just do it. This is the last time we’re removing photos before she visits, Clark. You’re lucky he went out of town this weekend or he would have been here for Thanksgiving. We’re proud of him, like we’re proud of you. No more hiding him from her.”

“Finally, I reached you. Clark Kent, please, help me. I’m alive.”
His eyes flashed open and he turned to Sam. “Lois is alive.”

huh? He, who? he... what? I got lost here.....
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. HIM?? him who???

Indeed, Clark... finally!!!!