Chapter Two: Earth II
Lois stood on the rooftop of the Daily Planet and looked down at the red dress she suddenly found herself wearing. One minute she was at Watchtower and the next she was standing alone on the roof. She ran to the concrete door and opened it, running down the stairs as fast as she could. When she burst out of the front doors of the building she ran toward Watchtower. It wasn't that far down the street. She could get there with her eyes closed. She only hoped she wasn't too late.
The double doors burst open and both men looked up to see the women they both cared for more than anything in this world run inside.
"Lois!" Oliver screamed with the gun pointing at Clark's head.
"Oliver!" she walked further into the room noticing how bare it was, "what happened?"
"This bastard is back." Oliver cocked the gun, ready to point and shoot. "We can kill him Lois. He'll be out of our lives forever."
"Wait! Stop!" Lois looked at the man on the ground dressed in black and then back up at their friend. "Where's Tess?"
"His sister?" Oliver asked with confusion.
She glanced back at Clark when it hit her. This wasn't her Clark. It was Clark Luthor.
"You bastard…" she started toward him and stopped. She turned to Oliver. "You can't hurt him, Oliver."
"Why not?" he grinned. "It'd be so easy. The other Clark told me to."
"The other Clark?" she asked. "He's gone?"
Oliver looked up and saw the sadness in her eyes. "Yeah… why?"
"Oh my God…" she whispered and felt herself stumble.
"Lois…?" Oliver's worried voice made her look up.
Clark snorted from the ground with a smug smirk. "Get a clue blondie… she's not your Lois. She's his."
Oliver held the gun against his temple. "What do you mean his?"
Clark looked up at him with a glare. "If you get rid of the poison, I'll explain."
"You know, I really don't need you to." Oliver held the gun tighter against his head. "Nighty, night."
"Oliver! Stop!"
He looked up to find Lois standing right behind Clark Luthor. "Lois, get back…"
"No…" she shook her head. "You can't kill him."
"Why not?"
"Because…" she looked down at him with a glare. "He's my only ticket home."
He cringed.
He was feeling glad she wasn't the one with the heat vision. If looks could kill, he'd be dead.
"Would you stop looking at me like that?" he rolled his eyes. "It's creepy."
"You are such a jerk." She crossed her arms. "Did you really have to bring me here? Do you get kicks from hopping universes? What? Being rich is boring?"
"First of all…" he stopped her raising his finger to make a point. "I didn't know this would actually happen." He lifted a second finger. "Second of all, survival of the fittest Lane. I was trying to survive. Your friends were going to kill me."
"It's Lois."
"What?"
"My name is Lois." She rolled her eyes. "Lane is my last name… Unless you want me to call you Luthor… come to think of it, it's fitting."
Oliver walked back into the room and looked between the two of them. "Okay kids, do I need to put you on time out?"
She groaned and stood up. "What's the verdict? Where's my delorian?"
"Do you always talk like that?" Clark rolled his eyes. "The pop culture references are kind of annoying."
"My Clark and I watch a lot of movies so he gets them…" she smiled sarcastically. "You're rich… didn't you ever own a DVD player?"
"Okay… and time out!" Oliver stood between them. "My God, the tension… yeah… whatever. Lois, I don't know how to get you home? I called a friend who knows about this stuff and he's stumped. He doesn't understand how you got here."
"Of course he doesn't…" Clark mumbled.
"You got something to say, big boy?" Oliver turned toward him and glared.
"It's Kryptonian." Clark shook his head. "Some human scientist isn't going to understand that. We have to go to the Fortress."
"Great!" Lois stood up. "Let's go."
"Slight problem…" Clark shrugged. "Lionel deactivated it on this end."
"So… re… activate… it." Lois clenched her teeth.
"I don't know how…" he shrugged with a smug smile. "Sorry…"
Oliver's eyes widened and he grabbed Lois as she jumped to get to Clark Luthor. "Woah there, Sparky…"
"Oliver, let me at him… screw this… I won't kill him… I'll just hurt his most valuable body part."
Clark looked down and crossed his legs. "Looks like you're stuck… at least for a while… Lane…"
She glared and threw her hands up in the air walking away from him.
"You're having fun with this." Oliver glared.
"Tons."
"You okay?"
She turned to the voice next to her and smiled softly.
"In my world, you're one of my best friends… so this… you coming to check up on me, isn't odd."
He smiled. "In my world, we're engaged to be married."
She gasped and then covered her mouth. "I'm so sorry…"
"Not the reaction I was expecting…" he laughed.
"I just actually thought…." She looked over her shoulder to see Clark Luthor staring out the big circular window with his back toward them talking on a cell phone Oliver had lent him.
Oliver followed her eyes and shook his head. "They hate each other on this end…"
She raised her eyebrow.
"At least my Lois does."
Lois nodded. "She's lucky then… he's nothing like my Clark."
"So on the other side of the mirror…" he started. "You and Clark?"
She nodded and smiled. "Me and Clark…"
He nodded.
Lois bumped his shoulder. "We dated."
"And…" Oliver asked. "What happened?"
Lois bit her lip. "We weren't meant to be."
He swallowed thickly. "Sometimes I question if we are… over here I mean."
"Why?" she asked. "I thought…"
"We are…" he nodded. "I just don't see the same fire in her that you have. You're happy… minus present circumstance of course."
"Of course." She smiled. "And yeah… I am happy…" she grinned. "Clark is just… he's the one." She turned to him and laughed. "This is kind of weird."
"It's okay." Oliver smiled. "I just want my Lois to be as happy as you… and I question if I'm the one who will make her that happy."
"Just be yourself, Oliver…" she smiled softly. "I don't doubt you can."
"You ready?"
They both turned to the gruff voice behind them to find Clark with his arms crossed and a scowl on his face.
"Here's your phone." He muttered tossing the small device back at Oliver.
"Go? Go where?"
"Home…" he stressed.
"Thanks but no thanks…" Lois smiled sweetly. "I think I'll stay with Oliver."
He sighed with annoyance. "You want to figure out how to get home, right?"
She eyed him cautiously. "Right…"
"We can't do that if you're staying with Queen."
"We?" she asked.
He rolled his eyes. "I'm trying to help you… but you're not making it easy."
She bit her lip to keep from smiling. "Maybe there's hope for you after all."
"Maybe there's hope for you after all…" he mocked.
She narrowed her eyes at him. "Maybe not."
"Can we do this already? Home is not exactly close." He rolled his eyes.
"Where is home?" she asked curiously.
"The mansion." He stated.
"Will your sister be there?" she asked. "That might be awkward."
"I've taken care of Tess." Clark answered.
"What do you mean…?"
"Are we going or not?" he stressed. "This ride leaves in five seconds."
"Fine…" she groaned. "Let's go."
She walked toward the door when she realized she was the only one. "I thought we were leaving."
"Are you planning on walking there?" he asked with confusion.
"Driving actually." She answered.
"That'd be kind of hard." He said. "I don't have a car. At least not here."
"Running then…" she shrugged.
He eyes her with confusion. "No thanks. Haven't done that since I was fourteen."
She watched him curiously and crossed her arms annoyed. "Okay, space man… how we getting there then?"
He crossed over to her and lifted her in his arms making her squeal. "Flying."
Her eyes widened and he smiled as he turned toward the door.
"Luthor…"
Clark turned around and faced Oliver.
"Don't…"
"Hurt her… blah blah blah…" he rolled his eyes before smirking. "I got it, Queen."
Oliver blinked as he blurred out of the room with Lois in his arms.