Author's Note: Takes place just after Idol.

Disclaimer: Characters are not mine, just borrowed:)

Clark's POV

Lois Lane had kissed him. Right there in the middle of the copy room at the Daily Planet. Clark was still in shock. Granted, he kissed her first and not in the copy room; he'd kissed her in the middle of the bull pen with tons of people watching. But then she kissed him. He couldn't get that kiss out of his mind.

Clark set the bale of hay he'd carried up to it's place in the barn and sighed. He had decided not to use his powers while doing his chores today. He'd already broken three fence posts that he'd been trying to fix and had to just completely replace them. He didn't want to wind up with a hole in the wall of the barn. The truth was that he was too distracted to get anything done without totally focusing on it. But now that the farm was taken care of for the day, his focus was right back where he didn't want it to be.

This wasn't supposed to happen. He wasn't supposed to want Lois like this. He'd never planned on falling in love with her.

Walking out of the barn, Clark wandered up to the porch and leaned against the rail--just staring out over the field. He was so lost in thought that he never heard the car come up the drive; he never heard the door slam or the footsteps up the stairs. But he did hear her voice.

"Hey, Smallville."

Truly surprised, Clark spun around. She always looked amazing, but standing right there with the sun beginning to lower behind her, she took his breath away.

"Lois. Hi. Umm. What's...what's up?" Silently cursing himself for sounding like, in Lois' terms, an ignorant farm hand, he tried to be casual by leaning against the railing again.

"Well, Chloe and I had a girls' night planned for tonight...you know, chocolate, wine, George Clooney movies...but she had to bail so I figured I would come out here and just chill with my favorite farm boy." Her words came out in such a rush that Clark had a hard time deciphering what she was saying. "But if you're busy, which you probably are because, hey, it's a farm, I can just go. You know what? I'm just gonna do that. This was a bad idea. I'm gonna go."

She was nervous. Clark couldn't remember a time when he'd seen her nervous. He'd seen her scared, amused, angry, and often smug but never nervous. His stomach gave a little jump. What if she's here just to see me?

"Lois, wait." She had turned and was halfway to her car before Clark caught up to her and grabbed her arm to stop her.

"I'm not busy. I actually just finished right before you got here. And you didn't have a girls' night planned with Chloe because she's in New York right now at a tech conference for Oliver. So what are you really doing here?"

"Okay. You caught me. I just needed a reason to come out here. Kind of, working up my courage, you know."

"Lois, you've never needed a reason to come out here. You know that. So, What's really going on?" He could almost see her mind working; her eyes searching his face, chewing on the inside of her lip while she decided what to say to him. Watching her face, Clark waited, knowing she had her thoughts together when she closed her eyes and drew in a deep breath.

"Alright." Lois opened her eyes and found his. "I'm just gonna say it all and you can't interrupt. You have to wait till I'm done. Okay?"

"Lois, I don't...."

"You have to promise, Clark."

"Okay. I promise--I'll be quiet."

"Okay. Good." Taking a step back, Lois began to pace back and forth in front of him. "I guess I should start with this shrink I've been talking to--"

"You're seeing a therapist?!"

She stopped pacing and glared at him. "You promised!"

"Sorry. Not another word."

Lois began pacing again.

"Anyway. I've been talking to this shrink...mostly about you. About the fact that I think about you. A lot. I mean, it's been there for a while but ever since that blind date fiasco for the news station and when you kissed me in the bull pen it just became this huge deal." She sucked in another large breath and kept going. "So I was talking to this shrink about it and she said that I was maybe looking for problems with possibilities. Sort of sabotaging myself and things before they even got started. And then I told her how I thought you were the Blur..."

Clark stiffened a little at that but then relaxed again when Lois kept talking.

"...and she said that I was trying to make you my dream guy. That I was putting you and the Blur together because I wanted to make you my own personal hero." Lois turned toward Clark and took a few steps forward, placing herself right in front of him.

"And then, when you showed me those ridiculous glasses, I realized something: I don't need to make you anything. Clark, you're already my own personal hero. You stepped out onto that ledge for me; you've saved me from myself so many times I've lost count. I realized that you are my dream guy. And that's why I kissed you."

Clark couldn't believe what he was hearing. All of the hours he'd spent going over in his mind what to do about how he felt and how he wanted Lois to feel, agonizing over whether or not to separate himself from her because he didn't want to jeopardize either of them--none of that mattered anymore. She was standing right there telling him that she wanted him. Wanted Clark. Not the Blur, but Clark.

He could see Lois' mouth moving, still talking, but he couldn't make out the words over the pounding of his heart. Seeing her there, saying all the things he'd tried to convince himself he didn't want to hear, Clark's instincts took over. He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her to him and stopped her mouth with his.

Clark felt her stiffen, a momentary shock before she relaxed into him and wrapped her arms around his neck and returned the kiss. He couldn't say how long they stood there but he felt the earth shift under him as he drew Lois even closer. It was like an explosion of sensation as he felt every touch of her fingers through his hair and the soft sound of her gasp as she pulled slightly back.

He leaned his forehead on hers and closed his eyes but opened them in alarm when her heard her soft exclamation.

"Clark...we're floating!"

Lois' POV to come. Constructive criticism welcome.