Title: Unplanned
Author: Ella Ride
Summary: What if events played out differently after Lois and Clark's weekend getaway. Season 9 AU.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. All rights, title, characters and storylines belong to Millar & Gough, Shuster & Siegel, DC Comics and WB.
Spoiler: Season 9
Note: My first story, so be gentle. Constructive criticism is welcome. Hope you enjoy!

Prologue

Lois Lane didn't plan. She never planned on having to raise her little sister, or on failing to, she didn't plan on trailing around the world with the General, always an afterthought and the one left behind. She didn't plan on driving all the way to Hicksville, Kansas, to investigate the death of her baby cousin, she didn't plan on staying in the town, or finding that she actually liked it.

She didn't plan on getting kicked out of college, or becoming a muffin peddler, and then, Mr Kent's Campaign Manager. She didn't plan of working for Mrs Kent, a state senator, as her chief of staff, or falling for Oliver Queen, a billionaire with a leather fetish and a hero complex. She never planned on being a journalist or on Clark Kent, a dorky farmboy becoming her best friend. And by no means did she ever plan on falling madly, deeply, irrevocably in love with said farmboy. She didn't plan on not realising this, she didn't plan on breaking his heart.

So yes Lois Lane did not plan, when she did, disaster usually struck, Chloe's wedding for instance, admittedly the huge, bony goliath crashing the reception wasn't her fault.

Hardly any of the unplanned actions, events in her life did regret, in fact many of her experiences she was glad of, becoming a reporter was probably one of the best decisions she'd ever made, she cherished her job at the planet. And coming to Smallville, she couldn't imagine what her life might of been like if she'd never come to the small town 6 years ago.

Sat pondering this, on her tiled floor in her tiny little bathroom, Lois had almost forgotten about the most recent unplanned development in her life, almost. Miserably she stared at the five objects lying before her. Assorted lines and pluses, even a smiley face stared up at her mockingly, the smiley face was stupid, she definitely was not smiling.

Pregnancy tests, all positive, Lois felt like crying. There had once been a time where she had fleetingly entertained the idea of having Smallville's cute blue eyed, dark haired, flannel wearing babies. Well not flannel, she would never inflict that on her child.

Child. That was the first time she'd thought of it as that, it was real. Reality struck, she was pregnant, with a baby, a real, little person growing inside her. And she was alone.

A/N: Yes I know I used the word planning, alot.