Title: True To Your Heart
Author: Brie
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except teh things you don't recognize. I'm kind of partial to the kids at the beginning too. I wish I owned Clark Kent and if I did own Smallville it probably would have turned out something like this...
Rating: Eh. PG13?
Summary: Lois has the perfect husbannd, her partner and hero, and the perfect children, even if they do get into trouble but it all gets ripped away from her in a second and she's sent back in time to Smallville in order to change the future for the better.
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Prologue:
"We've got ten minutes before the chaos ensues," he muttered into her neck. She only mumbled slightly in response before turning into his arms, making sure he understood that she wanted him to hold her closer. He understood perfectly and gently accommodated her, giving a chuckle when she tried to blow her bangs out of her eyes and failed. It was obvious what she wanted from him and after she grumbled threats he tenderly brushed the hair away.
"Thanks," she whispered with a tiny smirk and gave a glance towards their closed door. "Five minutes."
"What?"
"I think that we only have five minutes left of peace and quiet," she clarified.
"Well, we'd better make them count then," he suggested leaning in to kiss her. He could feel her smile through the kiss and couldn't help but chuckle when she muttered 'damn straight' into his mouth. She pulled him on top of her with a none too gentle tug and ran her hands slowly up his bare back finally coming to rest grasping in his hair. As his hands slowly moved under her shirt they both froze as they heard a giggle from another room followed by a squeal. They both groaned, impatient to finish what they started but both knowing it would have to wait.
"They're spending next weekend on the farm," Lois stated matter-of-factly as she rolled out of bed.
"Agreed," Clark confirmed pulling her into his arms for one more kiss. He pulled his hooded Met-U sweatshirt over his head with some difficulty. Luckily Lois came to his rescue with a laugh and tugs it down for him.
"I bet Jake stole her spoon again—you know how she feels about that bunny spoon—the same way you feel about those ratty old things!" Clark exclaimed and smirked when Lois looked down at her pink bunny slippers. They weren't exactly pink anymore, not really surprising after all the years of use, and so what if one ear was missing! She turned her glare in his direction but couldn't hold it as she heard another laugh coming from the other side of the door.
"No way, I think Tay spilled the milk again!"
"Double or nothing?" he asked looking mischievously into her eyes.
"Are you actually going to pay up?"
"Of course I will!"
"That's what you always say! You still need to pay up 20 bucks for betting me I would never work at the Planet."
"We didn't shake on it but if you really feel its necessary—"
"You haven't used your vision gizmo have you?" Lois asked suspiciously and he had the gull to look astonished.
"Oh, don't you give me that look. You know you've done it before but I'll trust you this time. You're on, but you already owe me $32,856.13."
"How do you figure?"
"Well there's the interest on the 20 bucks."
"I have to pay interest?!" He exclaimed with an amazed laugh.
"Of course you do! You don't get off easy just because you're my husband," she replied completely serious.
"Of course not," he muttered and followed her out the door into the hallway that lead to the kitchen. He growled—yes growled—slightly when she jumped up and down in victory when they noticed their three year old daughter trying to clean up the milk on the floor with a whole roll of paper towels. Jake was just watching her make the effort.
"Great, as if your head wasn't big enough as it was!" Clark bit out teasingly causing the kids to giggle. "And you missy, I thought I told you to let your brother pour your drinks,' he told his daughter lifting her up and holding her upside down in order to tickle her feet.
"Yeah, I am 5 Tay!" Jake informed her puffing out his chest with pride. He looked like a miniature Clark, with his dark hair and bright eyes, but his attitude was all Lois.
"You are a big boy Jakey but I think daddy was talking about Liam," Lois said with a smirk and tousled his hair.
"Can't we sleep in on Saturday—like everyone else?" Their oldest commented wryly from the doorway of the kitchen. Liam's eyes matched Lois' perfectly, right down to the teasing glint and Clark laughed as they both rolled said eyes when Krypto came barreling in past the seven-year-old.
"Krypto!" Tay exclaimed with her arms now wrapped around Clark's neck. The golden retriever puppy (the biggest puppy Lois had ever seen she reminds them constantly) barked in return. Lois glared at the pup as it ran into her legs in excitement and she sneezed. She couldn't believe they had talked her into getting that mutt. She really had no hope when Clarks asked her with his own puppy dog face along with the children and then promised to persuade her later that night. And persuade her he did, she thought with a cheeky grin.
Clark set Taylor down and moved to clean up the mess his daughter had created. Taylor gave her full attention to the happy tongue wagging puppy and Liam sauntered in to sit down at the table.
"And I know you guys told Tay to wake me up if she ever needed a drink. Don't you know that that means 3 in the morning wake up calls on occasion?" He said with a scowl and it only grew as he watched his mom chuckle.
"That was the evil plan," Lois stated slyly and slapped her husband on the rear before moving towards the direction of the cabinets. He sent a mock glare in her direction and she only shrugged in response.
"Too tempting," she exclaimed and took out the ingredients for breakfast. "Who wants pancakes with chocolate chips?"
"Are you going to make them Mommy?" Jake asked innocently not realizing that at least two other people in the room were holding their breath waiting for her answer.
"Of course not!" she said and they all sighed in relief earning a glare. "I married your father for his cooking skills after all," she said in return but leaned over to kiss his cheek in case he decided to brood over it. He smiled wide and switched places at the counter with her. As she moved past him he gave her rear a playful slap back. She looked at him with wide eyes and jumped to sit on the counter to watch him cook.
"Too tempting," he replied with a smug smile and made sure to pat her face with a hand covered with pancake mix. Lois laughed but refused to retaliate just yet. It would be way better when they were alone and he would spend the whole day watching his back. Instead she reached over to pull the plates from the cabinet next to her head and then reached down to pull the utensils (including bunny spoon and fork) from the drawer by her legs.
"Let me," she said dumping the whole bag of chocolate chips in the batter.
"Thanks honey," Clark drawled out and began to stir them in.
"You, drink boy, get the drinks!" She commanded Liam in her best superhero voice and laughed when he scoffed but moved to do as he was told. She looked on tenderly at her family. She had the best husband anyone could ask for, who loved her almost as much as she loved him (they argued over who loved who more quite frequently) and three children who just lit up her life even more with their joy and laughter. Her life was perfect…
"Wake up my child," Lois heard a voice call out to her urgently. She was sore and cold and couldn't remember why she felt so alone.
"Clark," she moaned wanting to feel his arms around her but knew in her heart that it was impossible. He was gone and she let out sobs of anguish as she clutched at the snow covered ground not even recognizing the cold in her fingers now. She let the tears flow freely down her face and gulped in shaky breaths when she had no more tears left.
"I want my family back Lara!" She screamed in agony.
"I want my family back," she whispered forlornly and sat up clutching her knees to her chest.
"Please give me my family back," she begged, not ashamed to be doing so. Her face crumpled in pain and tears she thought she didn't have slowly ran down her cheeks.
"What you once knew as your life Lois Lane, is now nothing but a dream."
"Kent. Lois Lane Kent," she bit out finally regaining her anger.
"I am sorry."
"I don't believe you Lara. What am I supposed to do without Clark, without my babies?"
"You will not have to do without them Lois, if all goes according to destiny."
"Clark is my destiny."
"Exactly," Lara replied and Lois laughed bitterly.
"If you know that, then why did you take me away from him?" She said meanly and knew for a fact that it was not Lara who did so.
"I have brought you here, spared your life so that you can go back."
"Go back?"
"Yes, my child, to the past."
"Would you stop being Cryptic and get to the point!" Lois bit out annoyed with all the riddles and unwilling to put up with it.
"Kal-El, Clark, is and always will be your destiny. Your souls are too intertwined to be separated even through death."
As Lois heard that last word she flinched, knowing that the last time she had seen her family they had been trapped; trapped in a room lined with Kryptonite and with no way out. Or so she had thought. Somehow she had ended up in the Fortress of Solitude without her family. She felt for the link that connects Clark to her only to find a weak spark that had once burned so fervently and knew that it was too late to help him. Her only chance now would be to do as Lara requests.
"How come you only saved me?"
"Only one can go back, not two."
"I don't know if I'm strong enough to do this Lara."
"You under estimate yourself my child," Lara commented in her motherly tone sounding less cryptic than usual.
"What do I do?"
"You must go back to the beginning. Somewhere along the line the power between good and evil shifted. This shift was not supposed to take place. Important characters in the timeline are no longer there that should be."
"What does that mean?"
"That is all I can tell you for now."
"What?!" Lois said in disbelief not really knowing how to take this. The only thing keeping her going is the thought of fixing her future and keeping her family alive. Otherwise, she would not be taking any of Lara's bull—
"It is time."
"And when I go, this timeline will no longer exist?"
"That is correct. I am sending you back in the same timeline you have lived. It is up to you to make the right decisions."
"I don't think I can go three years without kissing Clark," she warned and if she didn't know for a fact that Lara couldn't, she could have sworn that the other woman chuckled.
"You will see your family again my child, sooner I think, if you have anything to say about it."
Lois gave a sobbing laugh but had to ask one more thing (at least). "Will that affect my future with Clark, if I love him from the beginning?"
"You always have, just as he has always loved you."
"But will our future change if we admit it sooner?" Lois asked afraid of screwing up the best thing to ever happen to her (next to having three children and winning that Kerth award anyway, but they were all connected to Clark).
"You have the opportunity to change the world for the better. Many lives will be spared because of your knowledge but your love for my son will always be evident, as his is for you. I foresee no problem with an early start." Lois sighed in relief with her answer, for once the woman had said something she wanted to hear.
"How will I contact you?"
"The Caves but now you must go."
"I'm as ready as I'll ever be," Lois said with a deep breath and watched in awe as a bright light shot up from the ground encircling her with its illumination. She felt weightless and her back gave out forcefully causing her head to tilt back to look up. The light continued to get brighter and brighter causing her to close her eyes and yell out in anguish. She lost consciousness once again with her family on her mind and in her heart.