This Short fic is written after Smallville 8x05. Just some feeling and thoughts in Lois's head about the matter.
Disclamer: I don't own anything in this story, just loving the charachters.
Whisper.
The man: - Deep down, underneath it all. Do you love this man?
Clark Kent: - Answer the question Lois.
Chill runs through Lois's back. The cold basement, the smell of fresh blood, the fear of physical pain seems distant. A thought of her armour finally falling down, in eyes of the men she truly loves. Feels more terrifying than anything she ever experienced. She looks in his eyes, studying his features. He is hurt and tired. She wished to touch him, and hug him. But then again, it means she will give in. She won't be in control. He will see her naked. A naked soul.
The man comes closer, and asks ones again.
- Do you love him?
She almost hears that loud snap inside her heart. The mighty golden armour of Lois Lane cracks underneath the pressure. She cannot kill Clark, she must say the truth. She looks at CK, catching his pleading look.
- Just say the truth Lois.
The man's finger slips to the deadly button.
- Do you love this man?
She closes her eyes. The armour is broken. She loves him. She knew it from the moment she saw him. But how she could tell, he was taken. She cries and feels the presence of the man. But then simple word leaves her mouth. A whisper
- Yes.
Their eyes meet, in split second Clark understands. That she told the truth. It melts his heart, curing him from the past. At this moment she feels that she is safe, with him near by her side.
After all, its destiny.