The Reason Why I Hate Christmas
(Okay this is about Lois, but its really hard for me to write in 1st person but it is like from her POV but in 3rd person. A.U. like set in season 9, Jimmy is still dead, Chloe's missing, Lex is not dead, Tess still exists as Lex's new girlfriend. Clark still cant fly, Oliver and Chloe are not together and neither are Lois and Clark........ Yet. Anyway, enjoy.)
Lois Lane looked up at the darkened sky a tear streaking down her face. She was lost, but she didn't really seem to care. The General and Lucy had just died in a car crash, and now the only person left in her family was Chloe. Get yourself together Lois, if anyone found you like this you'd never hear the end of it! Anyone meaning Clark. Stupid Smallville! I needed you, the ONE time I needed you, you weren't here. The funeral wasn't over yet, but Lois just couldn't stand there and cry watching everyone grieve for her dead family. She ran, she took off her high-heels and ran and nobody tried to stop her. Lois continued running through the woods tripping over roots, vines, and anything else that seemed to be on the path smacking her hand in the process. Great even Mother Nature hates you. She thought rubbing her wrist wincing at the pain that shot through her arm. She had to get away, it didn't matter where she was going, she just had to leave Smallville, no not just Smallville, Kansas. She couldn't be at the place that it happened. They died because of me! I had to have a stupid family dinner for Christmas. You couldn't just spend it alone again could you? And there is still no sign of Chloe. God what the hell did I do to wind up with everyone dead or missing? Tripping over the root of a tree she cracked her head on a big rock. Feeling warm liquid oozing from her head she shakily reached a hand to her head and was shocked to see it covered in blood her vision beginning to get black blotches all over it. Just Great. Happy Christmas Lois.
Clark arrived at the funeral in a black suit as opposed to his usual plaid. I hope I'm not too late, he thought as he got out of his blue truck. Maneuvering his way through crying people, he noticed that Lois was nowhere to be found. Crap I am too late. Walking toward the center where the General and Lucy were laid, Clark saw that they hadn't even put them into the ground. Odd. "Have you seen Lois?" He asked a somber looking man in the front row dressed in an army uniform.
"She took off that way." The man in the uniform said gesturing towards the woods. "Poor girl, never could handle emotions well. To lose two family members in one day, and on Christmas too. Wouldn't be surprised if she left the country all together." he sighed patting the General's coffin. "I'm going to miss you Sam."
"Thanks." Clark said running towards the woods. "LOIS?!" Clark called as he scanned the forest with his x-ray vision. Seeing Lois's crumpled up figure he super sped faster than he ever had before. Dammit Oliver your 33.1 missions couldn't be on hold for one day?! He missed the funeral and let Lois down because of the lab in Rome. The plane didn't get back to Smallville until about 7 and by the time he got home it was already hours after the funeral started before he even knew about it. What a message on the answering machine too. It broke his heart, Lois trying to sound all composed, asking him to come to the funeral with her. He couldn't get ahold of her because his cellphone was fried from getting dropped in the water, and Watchtower had been offline since Jimmy died. Chloe had been in seclusion, the only time he saw her was about a month after Lois returned from the future, then nothing. She really knows how to hide when she wants to, and if Oliver had found her, he wasn't telling Clark. Picking Lois up, Clark wrapped her in his jacket and super-sped to the hospital.
"I need a doctor!" Clark yelled as he wooshed into the hospital. "I found her, she was already passed out." Clark said to a nurse as she ushered him into one of the empty rooms. Clark laid Lois gently on one of the empty beds, stroking her hair he looked up at the female doctor who had just entered the room. "Is she gonna be okay?" Clark asked worriedly.
"Pupils are dilated, possible concussion, wrist is broken, pulse is low, gash on the left side of her cranium, and she has a lot of cuts and bruises, we won't know the full extent of her damage until she regains consciousness." The doctor said as she examined Lois, she turned to the nurse that was standing behind Clark in the doorway. "I need an Ice pack, ace bandage, gauze, bandages, and bring in some extra blankets. She said as the nurse nodded and quickly exited the room to find the items the doctor requested.
"Will she be okay?!" He demanded, his hand gripping the bar of the bed Lois was in so hard it was leaving his hand indented in it. He's already lost Chloe, he wasn't about to lose Lois too.
"Sir if you want me to help her you need to leave." The doctor said as she held some gauze to Lois's head wound to stop some of the bleeding, changing it when the nurse came in with more. "Bleeding's bad." She said to the nurse "Going to need stitches, get Dr. Wilson in here please."
Clark stumbled out of the room in a daze. Walking over to a pay phone he punched in Oliver's number almost breaking the buttons in the process.
"Hello?" Came Oliver's voice from the other end.
"She's hurt." was all Clark could manage to say before he ended up squeezing the phone in half.
"Shit!" Oliver said into the dead receiver, just by Clark's tone he knew who it was. "Lois." He breathed before racing out the into the opening elevator.