Title: Between the Lines

Pairing: Lois Lane and Clark Luthor.

Disclaimer: I own nothing! Nada, zero, zilch.

A/N: My first Clark Luthor fic. I'm so excited!

Summary: Lois Lane wakes up after a night of drinking and she discovers that she is not alone!

Prologue

Beep beep beep…

Lois groaned, poking her head out from under her pillow. She knew that she shouldn't have taking her sister's advice and go to a club. Nothing good could ever come of that. But Lucy could be very persuasive and Lois could vaguely recall their conversation last night in her apartment.

"Come on Lo! You haven't been out since your breakup with Oliver. Live a little!" Lucy argued as soon as she saw her older sister slopped on her sofa, watching Opera.

Oliver and she had split almost a month ago, and Lois had buried herself in her job. Her hard work had earned her a promotion but instead of throwing a party to celebrate, she chose to sit at home taking a leave on her job as a journalist.

Lois didn't even turn her head but continued staring at the television. Lucy huffed she knew that she was going to bring out the big guns.

"I'm really sorry Lois but, Oliver has already moved on." Lucy said sympathetically

Lois' eyes narrowed as she rose from her seat, and walked over to her sister with small and slow steps. "That's impossible! When we broke up, he was heartbroken and crying." She refused to believe it.

Lucy sighed and handed her a paper. "Look if you don't believe me, see for yourself!"

Lois took the paper and scanned the front page. Her legs collapsed under her and she sank down on the couch, where she had spent the last two and a half days on.

The big bold letters tormented her. Billionaire from queen industries is back from Asia and brought home a souvenir!

Underneath the headline, there was a picture of Oliver and a blond. They were both smiling happily to each other. Lois recognized the blond as Dinah Lance, a friend of Oliver and her and also a member of the justice league.

She had never felt so angry, hurt and most of all betrayed. At the same time! Everything he let out of his filthy mouth; that he loved her and would forever and always? It was all a lie?! **** him! Dinah Lance certainly does!

She and Dinah met when they were kids. They had been best friends ever since. This is the way she shows how much she cares for Lois!

She smacked the paper down on the table. She stood up and paced around in her apartment. When she stopped, she was seething with anger. "How could he do this?!" She shouted. She didn't care if the entire world heard her and knowing how loud she was, it was a huge possibility.

Lucy just shrugged her shoulders, her face still held onto the sympathetic expression "He's a billionaire. Billionaires are usually the playboy and paparazzi type. Can't go too long without some new whore on their arm. Afraid that the press would print or comment on it. Can you seriously name one single billionaire, who isn't the playboy type?"

Lois thought about it. "Well… Bruce Wayne isn't that much of a playboy. But then again, he does spend his fair share of time lurking in the shadows." Rolling her eyes before directing the subject back to her ex-boyfriend.

"I-I just c-can-a-can't believe that he would do this to me!" She could feel the moisture on her cheeks. "I mean he probably already had a whore he was banging when I was working. That would explain how he always looked satisfied when he came home from his `meetings´… GOD, I feel so stupid! I should have known… And to think that I-I lo-lov-" Without notice she fell into her sisters arms, weeping her heart out.

She had spent so many hours building her walls up around her heart and emotions again, but to no avail. She needed to let it out and both she and Lucy knew that.

Lucy continued to soothe her, whispering words of encouragement and agreement. After five minutes, Lois stood up and wiped her tears away. She didn't want to feel anything ever again. She knew what it would take to make her feelings numb. Alcohol.

"Lo, are you okay now?" Lucy asked concerned. They may not be close but they were still sisters.

Lois smiled at her sincerity. "No you're right. I need to live a little. Bring back the old Lois Lane, who didn't have a care in the world."

Lucy nodded understandingly. "So where to?"

They both looked at each other and said at the same time. "Atlantic!"

The result was a splitting headache and a missing sister. She probably ran away when she realized that Lois would be pissed at her the next morning. She was right. Lois was pissed and painfully aware that she wasn't alone in bed, an-, whoa what? She thought with wide eyes. She could feel a certain part of the male body poking her right hip. She slowly turned her head so she could see who this one- night- stand was. Oh god, please say that it isn't Oliver! She silently prayed to herself. She was met with a mop of black silky soft hair, brushing against her cheek. She released a deep breath. At least it wasn't Oliver. She frowned when she realized that he had his back turned towards her and she would have to roll him over or something.

She tickled and poked him to get any reaction but he didn't move. He was like a statue. At least he didn't snore. She cursed softly when he turned around too quickly for her to see his face, and captured her waist. She tried twisting her way out of this man's grip, but he had an iron grip on her. She then put her hands on his chest and heard him moan in his sleep. Lois smiled but quickly composed herself and the urge to curl her fingers into his hair.

Then, on impulse, she trailed his backbone with her fingers, just stopping short before she reached his butt. The caress brought some reaction and he let go of her and lay on his back. Lois now had a full view of who he was and her eyes nearly popped out of her head. Oh, s***! She thought when she came face to sleeping face with the one and only Clark Luthor.

Oh god… she groaned. Could things get any worse?

In the corner of her eye she noticed a shiny object on her ring finger. She brought her left hand closer to her face. She frowned when all she saw was a blurry image of gold. She squinted her eyes to focus. Soon after she gasped.OMG! I'M MARRIED TO CLARK LUTHOR?!

Sitting at the farm eating some of Martha's chocolate-chip cookies while waiting for reviews!