Oh, Baby!

Disclaimer: I own nothing related to Smallville. Just having fun with my ideas.

Summary: It started with a kiss on the lips of a hooded stranger in a back alley and ended with heartbreak from one blonde billionaire. One night of comfort and drowning their sorrows between 'secret' friends, choices made in the haze of a blissful night has turned their world upside. Nothing will ever be the same!

She's gone...missing...and the one girl he thought he would follow to the ends of the earth is married to his ex best friend, Lex. Yet, surprisingly it doesn't bother him as much as he thought it would, not like with the other girl whose gone missing. The one, he thought he would gladly be rid of from his life, once and for all. She's carrying a secrete, literally, but she's too young, employed to a rag-tag paper such as the Inquisitor and with barely a place to call home. After her flop of motherhood with her younger sister, what does she know about raising a kid? Especially one with unique abilities and allergies.

Set in Season 6 after Hydro and Justice, goes AU after that. Justice League Characters have small roles. Lex and Lana are married, not happily though, her pregnancy is real, implanted with one of Lex's experiments. Chloe and Oliver eventually pair up.

Chapter 1: You, Me & Baby makes 3

"AHHHHHH!" She flopped back into the bed, sweat pored down her paling face. Hair matted and wet in a disarray around her head.

"1...2...3...Breathe! You've got to breathe!" The female Dr instructed tersely, the moment tense for both the women.

The feeling of being ripped in two was at the forefront of her mind as pain seared through every cell. "Ugggh-AHHHHHH!"

"Come on, just a little more! I can see black, curly hair...The baby is crowning!" The Dr tried to encourage the struggling girl.

"I can't..." Her head weakly shaking her protest side to side. "...I can't do this!"

"There's a lil one here that wants to see their momma. Now, PUSH!"

"FUCK!" Ripped from her throat as her teeth clamped down tightly, lips stretched wide and thin as she bore down, giving it all she got.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Kansas morning began peeking through the scattered fluff of clouds slowly roaming over a bright blue sky. Sunlight bringing life to the vast corn fields of Smallville, swaying to the dancing breeze. A quaint farmhouse silhouetted by clouds before the pull of wind pushed them away to cast down the golden rays of sunshine upon the vibrant yellow hue of the home.

Martha stepped out on the front porch, the front screen door snapping in place behind the older woman. Her hand reached up, pushing back the red strands of hair behind her ear, the wind teased into her face.

"Clark, breakfast is ready." Mrs Kent spoke out into the wind, with her son having the abilities he had, super hearing being one of them, she knew she didn't have to raise her voice for her words to reach him.

Across the yard, to the red barn inside, Clark busied with his morning choirs. Super-speed made it so everything could be done in seconds of the time it would have a normal person. Right now though, besides using his abnormal strength to split logs with his hands better then any axe on earth could, his pace was slow. Mind busy elsewhere while his body on auto pilot making good work of the wood. Someone, actually, too heavy on mind that he almost missed his mom calling to him.

The blue-eyed alien placed another large piece on the ground in front of him, his hand raised before smashing fist down into the log, breaking it to pieces. He rubbed his black curls back with a groan, seeing how he smashed this one practically into mulch. To say the least his mind was a chaotic, jumbled mess this morning.

So much and not enough happened over the past months of his life and he would be lying if he said he didn't feel like his whole world was turned upside down. Nothing was making since and it all changed along the way. It started with a kiss in a back alley, to a broken heart not many days after and from there it all went spiraling out of control. Now, he couldn't find her and Chloe sure wasn't being very supportive or helpful in that regards in finding the woman who took a piece of him away with him.

More of a piece then he actually knew.

He now knew how it felt when Chloe was keeping a secrete, from him, it wasn't something he ever thought would happen and he could see how that could drive someone crazy. He could now see how that could keep any relationship on ice and felt the need to tip-toe on glass.

It made things strained because that's exactly how he felt whenever he was around Chloe, working with her trying to capture the last of the phantoms loose around the world. He knew Chloe was keeping her whereabouts from him on purpose, using the same excuses every time he asked that she was busy or would call him when she was ready. There was also something more Chloe was keeping from him, he felt it, deep down knew it to be true, but didn't know what that something was. And Chloe's lips were sealed tighter then the vault housing all the gold in Fort Knox.

Under normal circumstances Lana would have been the women in question, running a muck in his mind. With her nuptials to his ex best friend, Lex, and knowing the fullness of skeletons in the bald billionaire's closet. She would have been top priority in the scheme of his life-Under normal circumstances. Needless to say, now, his heart just wasn't in it anymore.

Lana made her choice, she was a grown woman with a mind to make up all on her own. She chose Lex, despite knowing his flaws and tendencies toward the darker sides in life. And if she just married Lex as some kind of revenge against him or to selfishly try to pull him back into her life, well she was looking even more pathetic in his eyes.

She even wanted him to run away with her, obviously she wasn't in love with Lex like she thought. Just to, in the end, walk down the aisle sealing her fate to the man, anyway. Maybe, she was in trouble...it was very likely...but a trouble she was only asking for by associating herself with the bald power-hungry man in the first place. He warned her to stay away from him. Lex was dangerous...of which Clark was sure, Lana would find out...if not already. He should have been more concerned for the doe-eyed girl who had his heart caged since he could remember.

Now though, things were anything but normal. His main concern going out to another. His head and dare he say his heart following closely behind, kept going back to the last one he thought even remotely possible. A thorn to his side. The oil to his water. Brash. Bossy. Rude...and so many other expletives he could use to describe the girl in question.

Clark tried to brush it off as just concern, he was just a friend concern for another friend. How true if under usual situations. But, as was established, nothing was as usual or normal any longer. Not after what transpired between them that night...

Clark's head perked up at the calling of his name again, weary inside and having enough of his chores. He super-sped out the red barn, across his yard to the yellow-farm house, inside to the kitchen where he knew his mom would be waiting.

Martha looked up with a smile at the slight disturbance of air, hand automatically wiping back the loose strands from her face. "There you are, Clark. I thought you might of been off somewhere."

Clark dragged his alien blue eyes from the wall calendar hanging next to the fridge. Hands gripping the wood counter of the island in front of him. "It's been four months and still no sign of Lois." he spoke his mind, the only thing seemingly to be ever on mind lately.

"So, that's what kept you..." Martha glanced his way knowingly, a secretive smile on her aged lips, while busy with setting the kitchen table and placing the homemade blueberry pancakes on their plates. "I would have been sure you were out moping about the other brunette in your life...Someone more damsel like."

"I don't mope..." Clark raised an accessing brow toward his mom, sounding a little too much like Lois. If it was up to her, he no doubt, knew who she would choose to be with her son. She liked Lana, knew her since the raven-haired girl was a child and was good friends with the girl's parents before they passed. But with Lois, it didn't take long for his mom to become attached to the feisty girl and saw something in her he apparently couldn't see. Lois, in a very short time, just became a daughter she never had.

"And you already know how I fee about Lana now and her decision to marry Lex."

His red-headed mom nodded, the revelation he spout forth; leaving the past behind and just allowing people to make their own decisions, in that short moment she saw her son age and mature before her eyes more then the little over 20 years of his entire life. She knew he still cared for Lana, but as far as her still holding key to his heart...that somewhere along the way changed. She knew gratefully, thanks to a certain loud mouth one...and whatever exactly it was that happened between Lois and her son. Of which, Clark had yet to tell the story, all those months ago.

Martha sat down in her place at the table, digging serving spoon into scrambled eggs to place on her plate before grabbing a few slices of bacon too. While her brooding son still remained standing against the kitchen's island lost to his newly discovered feelings toward the army brat.

"Clark, Lois is a very independent woman, she can take care of herself. She's been away for quite some time, before."

The tall dark-haired alien made a rude noise in the back of his throat at her comment and regretted it with the glare she laid on him.

"This is Lois we're talking about here, mom, she doesn't have to go looking for trouble. Trouble is magnetically drawn to her..."

Martha let out a small chuckle and shook her head amused, her son finally flopping down in a chair at the kitchen table. "...She's never been gone like this before. No word she's leaving. No phone call. Not even a text over these past months." Clark's head hung, blues starring down at his folded hands on top the table before him.

A small sad smile on his lips while in deep thought. "Usually I could expect her to send one text a week with some sort of wise crack toward me."

Martha reached across the table placing her hand over his, he lifted his head to see a comforting smile gracing his mom's face. "I miss her too, sweetie."

"Miss?" Clark dismissed, pulling back his hand, playing hard, like that was far from the truth. Martha knew better. "I finally have my room back and there's hot water anytime I want. No more crazy schemes, she's constantly getting me into...and...It's quiet..."

He wasn't sounding so confident or sure by the end, even to his own ears. Who was he kidding? Yes, he missed her, he missed Lois Lane. The end of the world had to be coming! He sighed with resignation, hands combing through his thick locks in frustration. "I've tried everything! I've called, text...I've even gone out searching for her myself, trying to pick up her heartbeat anywhere. She won't-"

"You know Lois' heartbeat?" Martha asked bemused, a twinkle of a smile in her light brown eyes.

Clark's cheeks redden slightly, not meaning to let that little tidbit slip out. "Yea, it sort of grew on me...I mean with the many times I had to save her...it just became natural to pick up it's beat...to find her easier the next time she found herself in trouble."

A corner of her mouth was tugged in a grin, her son sound on the border of being stalker-ish, if she didn't know him any better. "I'm sure."

Clark didn't like the implication sounding in her voice. The set slit in his eyes showing just that, before the rising panic inside returned. "Chloe knows where she is, but she won't tell me. She's beginning to sound like a broken record, every time I see her, "She'll call when she's ready', 'Lois is busy, Clark, with this story or that story'." His attention like a moth to flame, back to his mom. "I didn't even know she was so serious about being a reporter."

"I'm sure whatever the reason and wherever Lois is, she's ok." A reassuring smile came from the elder woman's way.

"Help! My cousin needs a doctor!" Chloe shouted out in panic as she burst through the Emergency room doors. The petite blonde's arm holding up Lois beside her as she doubled over in pain and shrieked out into the air. Turning all heads in the waiting room of the E.R. their way to see what the commotion was about.

A hefty, round nurse came running up to them with a wheelchair in hand, already in urgent mode. "What's going on?"

"I'm about to give birth to a freaken beach ball! What do you think is wrong?" Lois snapped as the two women helped her to take a seat into the chair with wheels.

Chloe gave the unlucky nurse an apologetic look for her older cousin's outburst. "Sorry, she's-"

The nurse just held a hand up, with a seasoned look that said she's been through this millions of times. "No need to apologize, all women giving birth tend to be, understandably, a bit moody."

"If you don't pump my ass with some sedatives, right now, I will be unlike any women giving birth you've come across. One you certainly won't forget!" Lois heaved angrily, hands clutched around her 9 month-swollen stomach, breathing hard and sweating as she rode through the pain wracking her body.

"She's really much nicer then this." Chloe weakly tried to explain, while a row of colorful words continued from her cousin's mouth. The nurse just nodded her head, disregarding her and began to push the wheelchair carrying Lois toward the maternity floor with the blonde right by their side.

"Don't worry about it, Ms Sullivan, Dr Emil called ahead to let us know to expect your cousin, Ms Lane, in labor. Since you wouldn't be able to make it to his facility. He said he would get here as soon as possib-"

"This baby isn't freaken going to wait, Lady!" Lois groaned, her hand snatching up her cousin's as a particularly long and hard contraction began.

Chloe bit down on her lip hard, riding out the pain with beloved cousin as her poor fingers were being squeezed like a vice. "Breathe, Lois, breathe!"

"Shut up, Chloe! That Lamaze crap doesn't work!"

A quick glance was shared between Chloe and the nurse, before she swallowed hard seeing that Lois was going to stand by her word and be indeed a difficult one. "Right in here, we already have a room prepped and ready to receive the bundle of joy."

"Yea, Yea, real joy." Came the snippy remark from the snarky, new reporter as the Nurse and a couple aides helped her into the hospital bed and began to set her up to the baby heart monitors, Iv machines and all the other necessities needed to bring in life into the world.

"Lois, you need to calm down and breathe." Chloe advised, worriedly rubbing the brunette's arm in comfort.

Her head shaking side to side in agitation. "I swear if you tell me that, again, I'm so gonna kick your asSSSSSSSSSSS." Lois letting out the last word in a yell with the contractions coming quicker and stronger.

"Is there anything you can give her for the pain?" Chloe asked and the nurse could see she was really concerned for her family member.

"I'll have to wait on orders from the OBGYN, but I'll go check right now."

"Thank you!"

"Chloe...Chloe..." Lois pulled the blonde's arm urgently, bringing her cousin's attention back to herself. "I feel like my insides are being ripped apart...I feel like...I feel like I'm dying!"

"Lois, this is your first time being in labor, I'm sure it's natural to feel that way." Chloe tried to ensure, feeling very nervous about this particular labor, with knowing the unique package inside was like no other.

"No...No...it's not that..." Lois said so weak, fear darkening her eyes, there was a film of sweat covering her skin and her cousin began to swab it away with a small washcloth.

Chloe looked like she was on the verge of tears, herself, feeling so helpless to do anything and all she could think to do was speedily pull out her cell phone and type out a quick message to Dr Emil Hamilton. A prayer of hope, that he would know how to help. In a few minutes her phone alert sounded with an incoming text.

Give her the band. I'll be there soon.

Chloe was doubtful, she'd come across red and green kryptonite plenty of times in her life, having a best friend being a Kryptonian from a different planet, but...she reached into her purse on the nearby bedside table and pulled out the silver bracelet from it's lead encasement...blue meteorite was one kryptonite she yet to have any experience with. The good Dr Emil theorized the affect to be opposite that of the green colored one, while disabling the powers that came naturally with the Kryptonian species, it did nothing to cause pain or death to the being.

"I hope this works." Chloe whispered feverishly, taking the few steps back to Lois' side and placed it around the brunette's thin wrist.

"Chloe what are you-Oh, wow!" Lois sighed with instant relief as if being bumped full of sedatives, a dopey smile crossed her lips. The normal birthing pains were still there but they might as well have been period cramps compared to what she was just experiencing a few seconds ago. She raised a shaky arm to see a silver band with blue stones engraved in each link, wrapped around her wrist. "Meteorite?"

"Yea." Chloe answered with a small smile, relief also flooding her tight features, taking her cousin's hand into her smaller one, seeing Lois so pale and tired. "Shhh, get some rest, before the contractions start up again."

Lois just slowly nodded already falling to the throes of sleep after the ordeal placed on her body, she felt like she went to battle and wasn't too sure if she made it out alright. Chloe's head went toward the baby's heart monitor, her ears still hearing the strong, fast fetal beats that came from the machine. The baby was ok. Dr Emil was right about the blue rocks, they inhibited the special abilities without causing harm. It had its benefits to work for the JLA and he was definitely a valued asset added to the team.

Chloe looked down at her slumbering cousin, her hand going up to brush back the brunettes hair from her face. "Lois, what have you gotten yourself into now?"

Her cousin unknowingly was making history, the first female human to be giving birth to a Kryptonian baby. Well, half Kryptonian, anyway. Lois just assumed with all the times she was exposed to green meteorite in Smallville that it screwed up her genetics, much like radiation exposure reconstructs one's genes blueprints, since she didn't acquire any freaky powers like other meteorite infected people did in that weird town.

Chloe knew Lois was pregnant the night she came home to the Talon with her tall, brunette cousin on the couch pouring her eyes out over a tub of Rocky Road ice cream and a white stick pregnancy test with pink positive cross on the coffee table in front of her. Lois gave the gist of what happened, of course sex with a man would bring about pregnancy but really not giving any other details of the how it all came about. She definitely kept sealed lips on the identity of the baby's father. The first person being Oliver that the blonde female drilled a massive hole into and badly chewed out, would be putting it mildly. In the end, believed he wasn't when according to him, he and Lois never gotten around to being intimate in that way due to all his Green Arrow interruptions and only added to the reasons why he couldn't make the relationship work between them.

A hormonal, pregnant Lois was definitely not happy about Chloe inquiring of her ex and it would be many weeks later when Lois was sent out by the Inquisitor to investigate a story in Smallville, Kansas that she finally got an answer to her suspicions. The petite woman wasn't blind, she was an investigative reporter after all, it was noticed a particular farm boy wasn't around much in Lois' life anymore once her cousin found out she was pregnant. All due in part to the brunette and the secret she knew she was literally carrying inside. As the months past she would be around the Kent farm less and less, keeping her distance from the black-haired, blue eyed alien.

Chloe still cringed inside remembering the phone call she received from Lois who was screaming out wretchedly in pain. Lois was hurting so bad she could barely get the words out of her location from her mouth. Chloe insisted, even pleaded, to let her tell Clark, he could do a better job helping then Lois realized. Even in agony, Lois vehemently refused and thank God for the GPS tracking systems she insisted to be installed in Lois cell phone and all the JLA members phones as well. She found the newly reporter in an abandon, rundown warehouse, the floorboards were badly dry-rotted. Lois had fallen through the first level into a small crawl space underneath. Thankfully, it wasn't a basement because Lois and her unborn child could have been seriously hurt or, not even wanting to think about it-killed.

With minimal effort, Chloe was able to lower herself into the small space and gasped in horror at the green glow all around them and her barely conscious cousin on the ground squirming in pain with labored breathing. In that instant she knew exactly who fathered the child growing inside her cousin's stomach.

"Oh, my God!" Chloe voiced in utter shock, seeing the many clumps of green meteorite illuminating brightly with the nearness of Lois' body to them.

That effect only ever happening, Chloe knew, when her Kryptonian best friend was around those green rocks. Clark and Lois got hooked-up! Sex, the big bang, the horizontal tango, the song as old as time, what would never happen in a million years, those two actually-finally engaged in. Clark was the father and the reason Lois was keeping such a tight lip.

Chloe quickly dropped down to the girl's side, her hands going around Lois' face to bring it her way. "Clark, is the father."

It was a statement, even in pain Lois knew her baby cousin figured out the truth, but rose a questioning brow. "How-"

"Clark, he's allergic to these green rocks, it makes him sick...The baby!" Chloe screamed, remembering there was a tiny life being affected by the glowing rocks, a reminder of green blaring it's dangerous warning sign all around them.

Not a second went by before Chloe went behind Lois' head, placing her arms under her cousin's shoulders and with all her might and a lot of huffing slowly dragged the tall woman's body from the poisonous rocks. The glow of the meteorites dwindling as the distance between Lois' body and them grew. With the glow of her cell phone, Chloe was able to find the hatch leading outside which was rotted enough to kick through the wood of the small square door. Once outside, they fell into the dirt ridden concrete ground, the blonde gasping in air from her exertion as Lois took in big gulps finally able to feel like she could breathe again.

Lois was concerned about the baby with every right after the fall she'd taken and knowing that her unborn child had an allergy to those green rocks like it's now known father. Jumping into Aunt mode, Chloe suggested she see a Dr who was experienced with the meteorite infected, someone she wholeheartedly trust. Dr Emil Hamilton, he was then a newly found member of the JLA, thanks to Oliver Queen and his sources. Some of the members' body chemistry weren't exactly normal and it's not like they could go to normal physicians without revealing who they were and it's not like normal physicians could even give them much help since it wasn't something they would have usually covered in medical school.

The older woman was naturally hesitant, but in fear she didn't want to risk her child being exposed to the public and taken away after birth to be some science project. If Chloe said it was ok, then she knew it would be ok. The baby was fine, with a healthy and strong heart beat. Frequent checkups and tests were conducted regularly after that point on, so much so, Lois was beginning to feel like a lab rat, but she powered through them like a good little soldier. She wanted to give her child a fighting chance with it's meteor infected disability. So she took the prodding of hands and pricks from needles to find everything she could about the nature of her baby.

And every time, there was talk of meteor infection Chloe felt the churn of a knife that much deeper in her stomach not being able to tell Lois the truth about the true origins of her baby's race. She had a right to know...she should know. It wasn't to say she didn't come close so many times...so very close. Lois was having a half Kyrptonian child, something her best friend never thought was possible with a human and outside his species. Her morals were definitely construed with it being right at all to tell either's secret to the other. Where was the line drawn? And like Lois' right to know, Clark had the right to know that he would soon become a father. But many months into her pregnancy when she was showing and could no longer hide the fact there was a being growing inside her, Lois made her swear in blood she wouldn't tell Clark, anything.

Especially, since, with hard and lengthy consideration, sadly, she decided it was best to put the baby up for adoption...

A sight in the corner of the blond reporter's eye caught her attention and snapped her from the inklings of her mind, there was a man in the hall taking a few peeks through the small glass on the door. He looked familiar. Taking a glance toward her cousin to make sure she was still in sleep's embrace, Chloe noiselessly slipped from the maternity room to the outside hall.

To Be Continued...

A/N: Hope you Enjoyed the ramblings inside my head! Please, Review!

(Chapter 2 tomorrow!)