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49. SOMETHING RIGHT WITH LOIS AND CLARK

one-shot collections of team #planet adventure counterpart to team #justice stories.

This is somehow connected to 41-11

post-bvs??

Title: Heartbeat

By: janahjeanb

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There is something comforting at the sound of a heart beating as Clark made his way across the busy street of a unknown city in a drizzling rain. This particular heart beat he knows is his. He didn't even look up as people shy away from him in revulsion dressed as he was in half-tattered broken clothes of a homeless.

He only know his name. Nothing else. He woke up four days ago clawing out of the ground. It was only this morning that humane intellect flared and it reconnected his fried synapse. Before that, he remember living more like a rabid, starving scared animal living off from trash to trash.

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Save for that sweet calming tone. He truly is alone.

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Clark woke up with the sun on his face. Monentarily disoriented, he was staring at a brick wall. He shook his head to wipe off the last remnant of sleep. He neatly folded the newspaper that have become his cot and slowly shuffled his way to a nearby homeless shelter for breakfast. He's not really hungry but he needs something warm to settle in his stomach. He lazily trace an invisible line with one hand on the building wall as he walked.

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Clark was running very fast wondering exactly why he feel the compulsion to claw out of his skin in just that moment. Restless with energy and nowhere for it to release in to, he suddenly scream into the air, causing the passerby around him to scattered in alarm. He push people away as he tried blindly to escape the mass of humanity. He collapse in one of the alley as his knees give out.

Ignoring the smell, he back into the corner of the garbage bin and curled into a ball of quivering mess.

He fall asleep, lulled once more by the heartbeat. His.

He snapped awake when he heard a scream of terror. His heart practically leaping towards his throat. He stood up and flew up towards the sky with a sonic boom.

Martha Kent was humming as she made apple pies for the ladies of Smallville. She was about to put it out by the window to cool when something move pass her, took a huge chunk of the pie and even before the fork and empty small plate made a dull thud behind her on the table, the door rattled as it close firmly.

Martha absentmindedlye rub the pie-stained kiss on her cheek at the wonder of it all.

"Relax,Lo. I got you." Clark said softly.

He listened as Lois's heartbeat - therefore his- slow down to a calm beat and he feel like himself at last.

-the end-

05022017

An/ what a total pain today turns out to be. No supply of faucet water! Washing plates, bathing, pooping is hard. Thank god for well-water.

Today's weather is freakin hot. Home maintenance is postpone.