Summary. This may have spoilers for the story, but will also help it make sense. If you do not like spoilers, you might want to skip, but if you get confused later, this would be a good place to check back at. Any Spoilers will be in bold.
Smallville/Lois and Clark Crossover: The idea is that the world of Smallville is an alternate reality of Lois and Clark. In Lois and Clark, Clark was not on the bridge that day, so Lex died on the bridge. Because he did not find out his true origins the next day, he was not in the graveyard that night. Because he was not in the graveyard that night, he and Lana never became friends. He continued with his crush throughout high school, but was never able to approach her, and after graduation, the two never saw each other again. Because Lex died, Lionel alerted the plant management and ended up transferring Gabe back to Metropolis. Chloe and Clark kept in touch for a while. They even attempted dating, but, as in the show, Chloe could tell Clark was not in love with her as she was with him, so she ended it and because they lived far away, it was more difficult to maintain the friendship after an awkward breakup situation so they lost touch. Without Chloe, Clark did not have nearly as many meteor-infected experiences. Pete was still his best friend since kindergarten, but they also parted ways after graduation. With no close ties holding him back, Clark learnt to fly at age eighteen. His parents told him all they could about his origins, and he began traveling, trying to find himself, where he belonged, and what he was meant to do with his life. He traveled to many different countries and got involved in journalism. After that, well, that would be around where the show starts.
However, this other reality follows Smallville, because it all goes back to that fateful day on the bridge. Some things have to be changed to line up the mythology. For example, the city that they go to is the biggest city in Kansas, but it cannot be Metropolis because in Lois and Clark, that is on the other side of America. Lex from Smallville is Luther, Lex from Lois and Clark is Luthor. They are two different people. Lionel was richest in the world, his son second, when he died, his son became richest. When Luther died, the man beneath him became richest. Luthor was three ranks below Luther. It might get confusing, so try to remember the distinction. Obviously, Lois in Smallville cannot be Lois because they have different families and backgrounds. Luckily, Lois in Smallville did not start to become a love interest until late season seven. Before that, the relationship was more one of a sister/close friend to Clark. So, after her and Oliver split the first time, she went back to working for her dad and trying to fix the Lucy situation. This takes her out of the story before she really gets into journalism or becomes a love interest of Clark's. If she is referred to, they will simply call her Chloe's cousin because she cannot have the same name, and it would be weird and insulting to give her a different one. If I change my mind about this and give her a name, I will give you a heads-up. Any significant journalism related plots would have happened with Chloe, and any significant romance plots would have happened with Lana. Lana's story is the same up until the power suit. That was technically the same as well, but Lex was then killed before he could infect her with the kryptonite so her and Clark stayed together. With super Lana around during the doomsday debacle, she was able to rescue Jimmy, who is now adjusting to knowing the truth about Clark. I refuse to make him Henry James. It is just wrong. Same name, different guys, which is the real Jimmy Olsen is a personal opinion but I loved Jimmy. I went into mourning for a month after he died, I am not exaggerating. I refuse to dishonor his memory by making him any less than he was because he was the real Jimmy Olsen. Because Jimmy did not die, Clark did not go into his big depression. Chloe and Jimmy are living at watchtower and she and Lana work at Isis, which has worked to clean up Smallville of all meteor rocks and help any meteor-infected or otherwise super people deal with their abilities. Chloe also uses the resources for watchtower which she does for Ollie because her and Jimmy are renovating/living in the building that became watchtower in the show. Clark is a reporter at the Kansas Chronicle, which is in the biggest city in Kansas. He cannot fly yet, but has become the Red-Blue-Blur in Kansas and he and Lana are working on reaching the world.
In the beginning of the story, which will take place about a year after Lana put on the suit, Clark will propose. He and Lana will go to look for a place in Metropolis, the real one on the other side of America. Meanwhile, Lois and Clark will be experiencing the beginning conversation from Lucky Leon from season two of Lois and Clark the New Adventures of Superman. Perry sends Lois on a story, and she is kidnapped by a man who sends her to the alternate reality, thinking that without Lois Lane around to inspire him, the man in blue will hang up his tights. At first, it appears to Lois that nothing has changed, the man who kidnapped her just disappeared in front of her and she is standing in the same spot. However, when she returns to the Planet, it does not take her long to realize that everything is not normal. Metropolis is in worse shape than ever, and when she talks about Superman, the flying man in the cape, people question her sanity. Also, nobody knows who Clark is. Apparently, nobody named Clark works there, and Perry finds it hard to believe Lois would ever want a partner. Also, Lex is not in jail. He is still on top and he and Lois are involved. This news perhaps shocks Lois most of all. She asks Jimmy to find an address on a Clark Kent, and discovers he never left Kansas. Confused and lost, she wanders around looking for a clue as to what is going on and bumps into Clark. Meanwhile, back in the other reality, Perry and Clark are concerned that Lois has not yet returned from the story he sent her on, and Clark grows frantic when he flies over metropolis and cannot seem to find her anywhere.
Prologue
Clark stood at the top of the loft, as he had so many times before. He stared out at the sunset as he had so many times before. But tonight was not the same as so many times before. Tonight was different than every time before, and after tonight, nothing would be the same.
"Hey," Lana said, climbing the familiar steps, "I thought I'd find you up here." He turned to her. His face was serious, and Lana noticed. "Uh-oh. What's going on?" she said, attempting to remain calm. Clark looked at her, his face completely stone, and then turned back to the sunset, "Clark, is something…is everything all right?" he turned back towards her.
"No." he said, his face still stone, "in fact, something utterly terrifying is about to happen."
Lana walked towards him, "Whatever it is, we'll get through it together."
"After everything that's happened, I've never been more afraid than at this very moment."
Lana was trying to be patient, give him time, but she was really beginning to worry, "Clark, what it is? What's going to happen?"
Clark looked at his watch, "In exactly one minute," he said, "I'm going to ask you to marry me." his face still serious, then changing into a nervous smile. Lana's eyes grew wide and she slapped him on the arm, "Do. Not. Scare me. Like That. Again." She said, anger in her voice. Then she started to giggle a little, but calmed down very quickly.
"So?" Clark said, looking at her, expectantly.
"So?" she returned, her tone as unreadable as his face had been moments ago.
"What's your answer?" he asked nervously.
"I can't answer."
"Why not?"
"Well, you haven't me anything yet."
Clark laughed, "Not even a hint."
"That would defeat the whole purpose."
"Okay," he said, getting down on one knee, "Lana Lang, will you marry me?"
She stood in mock shock, "Wow, this is such a shock, I really did not see that coming, I might need a minute to, yes."
"What?"
"Yes, Clark Kent, I will marry you."
He kissed her, and the rest of the night was a fairytale.
Later that night, the newly engaged couple was lying happily in bed together, talking, and thinking.
"Where are we going to live?"
"I don't know. Wherever you want to live." Clark said, looking at her lovingly.
"I'm series." She said with a chuckle. He pushed himself up on his arm and turned to her, "So am I. What do you want Lana? Whatever it is, I'll go to Jupiter to get it for you."
"But our life shouldn't just be about me. It should be about us."
"Do you love me?"
"What, Clark, why would you even-?"
"Just answer the question."
"Of course I love you." She said, her tone serious as a heart attack.
"And I love you. And loving you means wanting to give you everything. Wanting to make you happy. So if you want everything for me and my happiness, and I want everything for you and your happiness, then it is about us."
Lana laughed, "Okay." They lay there in silence for a while. "How about Metropolis?" she asked.
"What?" Clark asked sleepily.
"To live. I mean, the crime rates high, we could do the most good. And, maybe you could get a job at the Daily Planet. The Kansas Star is fine for Kansas, but if we want to be one step ahead of crime world wide…not to mention it is the top paper in the world. Not that you have to work there if you don't want to, of course, but it seems like a good goal. And it might be good for us, leave our roots behind. Don't get me wrong, I love the farm, but it's your place. It just feels that if we are starting a life together, we should have a place that's just ours. And it's not like you couldn't still own the property if you wanted. I'm sure you have some neighbors who would be more than happy to help out around here, keep it going."
"It all sounds amazing." Clark said.
"Really, I mean, you're not just saying that."
"No. Metropolis could make a good home for us. Maybe tomorrow we could run down there, look at some apartments and homes. See if we like something."
Lana kissed him. "I love you, Clark Kent."
"I love you two. A life without you would not be worth living."
"The best thing to do is pick a date, and just, do it." Lois said as she sat down on Clark's desk with a day planner in her hand and a pencil in her teeth. Clark looked up at her, smiling. The two of them had been planning to go out for so long, but something always seemed to get in their way. Still, Clark remained hopeful. It was not in his personality to be otherwise, besides which, he had waited to long for Lois to be anything but. "Okay, fine," he said as he handed her a half a donut, "How 'bout Thursday?"
Lois looked down at her planner, her eyes searching, "Um…Thursdays no good, I have my national organization of women journalists meeting." She took a bite from her donut, "How 'bout Wednesday?" she counter offered in between bites.
"Perry wants us to cover that society for micro-entomologists convention," he said, trying to jog her memory. She looked at him cluelessly. "The bug people," he said, clarifying as he made antennae with his fingers to demonstrate. "Remember?"
Lois made a noise of disgust, "Mercifully I forgot."
Clark licked his fingers as he finished his sandwich. "How 'bout tonight?" he tried, growing a little desperate. Lois Lane was finally interested in him, and he was not going to miss his window of opportunity. But how could they ever get anywhere if they never went out?
Lois scanned her planner again, "Mm. I have my brown-belt exam for Tae Kwon Do. " She said. Clark threw his head back, defeated. He was clearly upset. And Lois could certainly understand why. She was upset to, though she was a little better at hiding it. Sometimes it seemed like everything was against them. Their relationship already had problems and they had not even been out yet. How do you know if it will ever work, if you do not go out?
Jimmy came up to them, "Am I sensing a problem?"
"Nothing Jimmy Carter couldn't negotiate." Clark responded, frustrated. He was kidding, well, partially.
"Good, 'cause I just wanted to warn you that-"
Jimmy's concern was interrupted by the booming voice of the chief, major news editor, Perry White, "LOIS! CLARK! You two better be gone by the time I get out there!"
Jimmy smiled, "Perry's looking for you."
Lois and Clark looked up, as Lois finished her piece of donut, which it just so happened was what Perry was yelling about. It was the last donut. Luckily, the awkward donut talk was interrupted by Lois's ringing telephone, which she jumped to grab.
"Lois Lane."
"Miss Lane, I got a great scoop for ya. Meet me in the alley on ninth, and come alone. I don't need it getting back to anybody at my office that I was the leak."
"Leak?"
"Yeah, you know, leak, fink, the guy who called the cops on them, or in this case, the reporter. I shouldn't say anything else over the phone. It could be tapped or traced back. Be here in five minutes, and remember, come alone, or else I don't talk." the line went dead.
Clark looked at her, "What was that about?"
"Nothing…uh, a plumbing problem…at my apartment, chief, I have to go." She said, thinking on her feet.
"Now hold on just a second Lois, we haven't finished-"
"Thanks chief." Lois said, running out.
Clark watched her leave, and he got that look in his eye. The one he got when Lois was being, well, very Lois, "Why do I get the feeling that there's more to that phone call than a leak in her house?" he said.
"Cause you got good instincts. You're a reporter, and Lois is a reporter with a nose for trouble."
"Maybe I should go-"
"Bad idea," Perry said, putting his hand on Clark's shoulders, "The last thing a burgeoning relationship needs is her thinking your spying on her. Now, give her a little time, and if she still isn't back, well, I won't stop you."
Lois walked down the alley. It was not very nice, but she had seen worse. When it comes to shady or shy sources, you had to be flexible.
"Lois Lane?" the voice from the phone asked behind her. She turned around, and saw a semi-attractive, mid-twenties man wearing a nice work suit. He did not look like the type that hung out around here, but then, that was probably the point.
"Yes?"
"Sorry, had to make sure," he said, "I mean, I have seen your picture of course, you and Kent, but, well…it really is an honor by the way, I am a big fan, did I mention that, probably not, I have to much on my mind-"
"Slow down. Now, you said you had a story for me?"
"Yes, yes of course, this way," he said, grabbing her elbow to lead her. She pulled it away, "You have to see it. Otherwise, well, you would never believe it. This is…this is bigger than Superman." Bigger than Superman. Well, that was all it took. She followed him into a room, and he shut the door behind them. Suddenly, he stopped being shaky, nervous, and shifty. His whole demeanor changed, which is something a reporter notices. He went from jumpy to regal.
"I want you to know, before I do this. I meant what I said. I am a big fan, the biggest, in fact of your work, and I admire you, I truly do. I have nothing against you personally, you see. It's just well, actually it's rather complicated, and I am not one of those idiots who says their whole plan right in front of the protagonist. You may feel a little dizzy at first, but that will disappear, oh, and did I mention, so will you."
Before she could say anything, there was a loud noise like a thunderclap, and a bright light that engulfed the whole room. Lois felt the earth shake beneath her feet. She felt nauseas, and claustrophobic, and terrified. The lights went all different colors, reds and blues, and purples. The room seemed to be spinning, or maybe she was spinning. She felt enclosed in the tiniest space, and at the same time, like she was standing in infinite nothingness. Then, suddenly, it stopped. Lois looked around her. Everything looked the same. The room was just as it had been. The man was gone. He had probably left during the light show.
"Well," Lois said, wiping herself off, "That was a galactic waste of time." She made her way out of the alley.
When she returned to the Planet, Clark was not at his desk. Again. Where was he always running off to? She sighed in annoyance. They would have to make their plans…wait, something was off. His desk looked…different. Empty.
"Perry, why is Clark's desk missing all those little trinkets he puts on it?"
Perry turned to Lois, "Not now, Lois, and when are you giving me that story about the gunpoint holdup last week?"
"What gunpoint holdup? There was never a-"
"Judas priest, Lois, if you cannot even remember what story you're working on." Perry shook his head.
Lois was starting to get a little nervous. She could not put her finger on it, but something was seriously wrong. Clark's desk was empty, Perry was on her about a story he never assigned her about an event that never happened, and…"Perry, where's Clark?"
"Who's Clark?"
