-1Well here is chapter four. I have decided I definitely going to continue writing this story BUT I won't post the next chapter unless I have at least 5 more reviews. Thanks to those who have commented so far.
As Clark and Lois entered Metropolis General, Lois noticed the hospital seemed a little
crowded. Lois knew she hadn't really been pay attention when she and Jason had been
her to see Superman. Clark made his way to the elevators and found the Recovery
floor on the register.
" It is on the 4th floor, Clark said to Lois noticing she had been really spacey
since Jimmy had left them earlier. "Lois, are you sure you want to do the interview
right now?"
"Yeah, it is fine that we do it right now. Why did you ask?" Lois said then as
soon as the words were at of her mouth she realized maybe Clark didn't want to right
now because of reasons of his own.
"You just look a little preoccupied….," Clark was interrupted by the ding of the
elevator.
Lois took the lead to the nurses desk and smiled as she asked, "Can you tell me what room, Mr. Robert Downing is in?"
"Sure, he is in room 23A," the nurse said and pointed to the hallway on her right, "It'll
be on your left."
"Thanks. Clark, do you want to take notes or do the interview," Lois asked assuming
Clark would probably want to take note. Clark seemed sort of shy to Lois especially
since he had come back from his hiatus speaking of which she still hadn't asked him
were he went yet.
" Lois, I'd rather interview him if that's okay with you." Clark was slightly amused with
Lois's taken back and at her nod he entered the hospital room.
Nothing could really prepare Lois and Clark for the sight which greeted them.
Mr. Downing looked like a mummy from the museum he worked at instead of the
curator.
Clark was the first to find his voice, "Mr. Downing?"
A somewhat muffled yes answered Clark so he continued, "My name is Clark Kent and
this is my partner, Lois Lane, we're from the Daily Planet. We'd like to ask you some
questions about the theft at your work."
"Would mind coming back tomorrow because they will have removed my head bandages
it will be easier for me to talk to you," came Mr. Downing's muffled reply.
" That would be fine. Would ten o'clock be okay?" Lois said feeling sympathetic
towards the poor man. A slight nod was her reply.
As Lois and Clark left the room Clark noticed Mr. Downing's room was empty of
flowers, balloons or even get well cards. Clark musings were interrupted by Lois and his
grumbling stomachs.
With a laugh Clark said, " That I think is our sign to get something to eat,"
glancing at his watch he was shocked to find it was already after noon, " How about I
go pick up some food and meet you back at the Planet?"
" Great, just pick me a salad from where ever you go," Lois said slightly excited
that maybe Superman would make an appearance in Clark's absence
As Lois sat down in her waiting cab, Clark started of on foot toward a
restaurant. As soon as Clark had picked up the food 15 minutes later he raced into
alley, changed, and quickly flew to the Dailey Planet. Seeing Lois on the roof as he'd
hoped to find her he quickly stowed his bag of food behind a heater chimney and
landed a few feet away from Lois who had yet to notice him.
Unfourtnately for him she wasn't trying to let a cigeratte so he settled for the
old fashioned cough. Lois jumped at the noise, but smiled as soon as she saw who had
coughed. Lois was surprised to find herself a little nervous at seeing the Man of Steel.
"Lois, it is good to see and I think we have a lot to talk about, but the roof of the
Daily Planet probably isn't the best place to dicuss it." Superman said knowing Lois and
his taking was getting cold and thinking of all the places for a superhero and the
mother of that superhero's child to discuss that the Daily Planet's roof seemed the
worse.
" I guess you're right. How about you come to my house around 9ish. Jason
should be and bed," Lois said realizing Clark was probably back with their lunch.
That is it for now. Do ya like ? Review so you can know what happens next. Critical comments are welcome they help me write better.
Love,
Mollie
