Bizarre Encounter

"Lois?" Lana sent the women in question a confused smile, "What are you doing out here?" she said with an undercurrent of accusation. Lois fought down the urge to ask the perky brunette the same question; the Kent farm was after all Lois's 'home' before it was Lana's. "Clark didn't mention you were stopping by today."

"Oh, hey Lana, Mrs. K just wanted me to come out and grab some things for her." Lois replied evasively stepping out of her car. It wasn't that she didn't like Lana, because honestly she really didn't have much to do with her anymore but for some reason lately she felt this weird passive aggressive tension between them. Like for some reason Lana was subtly undermining and insulting her, at first she thought maybe she was just imagining Lana's veiled snark but even Chloe had started to ask what Lois had done anything to incur the wrath of Lana and Lois honestly had no idea.

"What sort of things?" Lana queried as Lois breezed past her towards the front door.

"Oh you know, just some documents and clothes she wants me to express air mail to Topeka."

Lana unconsciously bit the inside of her cheek, "Documents, clothes." She repeated. And Lois sent her a weird look, "Is everything alright Lana?" she questioned against her better judgment, asking Lana what was wrong was sure to bring on at least two hours of talking about Lana and her problems and her feelings and Lois really wasn't in the mood to listen.

"Yes of course! Everything's fine this is just sort of a bad time." Lana replied forced politeness laced within the reply. "Okay then." Lois resisted the big sister voice inside her head that was urging her to question Lana further in concern instead she took offence to Lana's implication that she was unwelcome, "Well I'll be out of your hair in just a minute, I'll just run up and grab the clothes and then I'm heading back to the Talon."

Lana seemed to visibly relax, "Well alright then."

Lois stood in the kitchen for a moment longer, a little perplex that Lana seemed openly relieved to see the back of her, she always knew Lana was complicated but she never realized the full extent of her insecurities.

Lana spoke snapping Lois from her thoughts "While you're doing that I should go see how Clark's doing with his chores his been out there all day..." Lois could have sworn she saw an emotion close to annoyance pass across Lana's face before she headed towards the backdoor and slammed it loudly behind her.

"Totally bonkers." Lois said aloud to herself as she watched Lana walk haughtily in the direction of the barn, pushing Shelby out of the way as she went.

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Lois was knee deep in Martha's closet when she heard a noise come from Clark's room down the hall, "Lana? Is that you?" she waited a moment and after hearing no reply continued her search for Martha's red sweater. Suddenly she herd a creak as if a door was opening and shutting, she froze her survival instincts kicking in, her heartbeat became erratic, "Hello?" she called wearily. Lately she had been feeling on edge ever since Lex had bought out the Daily Planet she had taken too jumping at shadows and becoming increasingly paranoid.

She put her hands on her knees and slowly raised herself from the ground. Taking slow deliberate steps she made her way towards Clark's half-opened door with caution, "Smallville? You in here?" she pushed the door gently and let it swing open revealing an empty room. She sighed, "Now who's bonkers?" she said with a sarcastic laugh stepping inside and admonishing her own childish fear.

"So we meet again."

Lois nearly jumped through Clark's roof as his deep voice sent chills from the back of her neck through her entire body, "What the hell Smallville!" she screeched turning around to find a half naked Clark Kent dripping wet wrapped in a crisp white towel. The air suddenly smelt of cologne and musk as if he had appeared out of nowhere.

"Didn't you hear me calling out?" She was shaken trying to regain her senses, and that was difficult with Clark standing so close, the heat from his shower still visible, pouring off his slightly wet body.

"I was taking a shower…" he said nodding towards his ensuite bathroom, "If I had of known you were up here you could have joined me gorgeous." He looked her up and down appreciatively and sent her a devastating smirk, one that would melt any girl's defenses but it only made Lois tense.

She took a step back towards the door scrunching up her nose, "Right. In your dreams perv." He's smile faltered slightly but he remained undeterred closing in on her taking a large predator like step in her direction, "I was just getting some stuff for your mom, I didn't hear you come up Lana said you were in the barn."

Clark's face darkened and he invaded her personal space completely to shut the door behind her brushing his face past her own, "Well maybe I'm sick of little Miss Lana Lang knowing my every move, you know she is an awful bore after awhile." He leaned into her his hands coming up to touch the door on either side of her trapping her in. "You on the other hand… No I could never get bored of you." She jerked back at his proximity, she was flattened against the door by his half naked chest and when he didn't move back she tensed again and realized something strange was going on with him.

"You have the most amazing eyes." He breathed heavily bringing a hand up to touch her cheek as his other hand made its way down her neck towards her chest.

"What the hell do you think your doing?!" She caught his second hand as it rounded the edges of her tank top.

Looking in his eyes she saw something ignite within them the orbs flickered playfully and he let out a moan as he push his hips onto hers literally pining her to the door, "His crazy you know."

"Who?" She sputtered feeling like jelly against his powerful grip she was struggling to grasp the fact that Clark was very blatantly and forcefully hitting on her.

He sent her another smirk, this one sent shivers down her spine that reached her toes, "Never mind" he leaned forwards suddenly and captured her lips with his own. Lois found it hard to make sense of the situation and until this very moment she had no doubt about the identity of the person in front of her, but now, now she knew this wasn't Clark.

Not that she would ever admitted it but the one thing she did remember about the Valentine's Day debacle was the way it felt when Clark Kent had kissed her. It was a sort of vivid memory she stored in the back of her mind and refused to examine but often relieved in the darkest hours of the night in the deepest of sleep. The feeling was soft and luscious it was deeply seated in passion and it made her feel as though she was flying. But this kiss, this was primal, desperate and selfish, she felt as though she was being pulled in from her very core that he was literally taking something from deep inside her that didn't belong to him.

She shoved him back violently, "Who are you?" searching his face for answers.

Suddenly the door flung open behind them and Lana was standing on the other side, "There you are!" her smile didn't reach her eyes and disappeared completely when she noticed the second person in the room, "Oh hey Lois your still here."

"Don't worry I was just on my way out, I need to have a serious chat with Chloe." She sent a murderous glare in the direction of the imposter and stormed past the brunette.

Bizarro licked his lips relishing the sweet strawberry taste; she was much better than Clark's memories had led him to believe.

Lana sighed as she watched the door Lois had walked out of, "Finally I thought she'd never leave!" she turned back towards Clark but was disappointed and irritated to find the room empty, "Clark?! Clark?!"