Thinking he was still asleep, Lois lazily traced lines on Clark's chest; she could feel the hardness of his muscles. Every now and then he would giggle when she hit a ticklish spot. Clark raised his hand and slowly stroked his fingers through her hair. Lois sighed, this was perfect, and waking up in Clark's arms was all she had been dreaming about. "I can't believe how much I love you." Clark's eyes snapped open. To any normal person, Lois' whisper would have been inaudible, but he heard every syllable. "And you'll never know."

Lois shifted to look up at Clark, who swiftly closed his eyes. Clark moaned when Lois gently traced his lips with her finger.

"Lois" Clark whispered, opening his eyes. They looked at each other with such desire. Lois noticed her finger was still on his lips, she leaned in. The kiss was everything she had imagined and more. So soft, yet so passionate, just breath taking. After several heart beats, Lois pulled away, breathing heavily.

What have I done? Lois jumped off of Clark as fast as she could and ran out on the porch; Clark followed immediately. "Lois?" he reached for her but she pulled away.

"No, Clark that was a mistake; just the heat of the moment."

"Then why did you say you love me?" He asked having to shout to be heard over the storm. Lois stared at him.

"What? I didn't….." she was still breathing heavily. "You heard that?" He nodded. "Well it doesn't matter. Clark you're my best friend and I'm not going to do something to change that." She turned and placed her hands on the railing and stared at the rain, she could just barely make out the barn. Clark slowly walked up behind her, wrapping his arms around her middle. Despite herself she leaned into him. He lowered his head to whisper in her ear.

"I will always be your best friend Lois. Nothing could change that." He smiled and gave a small laugh as he asked, "Have you ever noticed we have the strangest relationship? We bicker constantly; you're always busting my chops about something." He squeezed her a little and said with all seriousness, "But I would lay down my life for yours in a heart beat. When you're not with me I miss you. I've tried to fight it Lois, I can't. I don't want to fight it anymore." Lois turned in his arms to look at him. "I haven't been able to get you out of my mind since I first kissed you. Please don't say it was a mistake."

"Smallville, it wasn't a mistake. I've wanted to do that for a long time." She wrapped her arms around his neck. "You have no idea how pissed off I was after Valentine's Day. My dream finally came true and I couldn't even remember it. I've remembered a little of it in my dreams but I can't tell what's real and what I'm making up."

Clark smiled and tightened his hold on her. He remembered all too well the events of Valentines Day. He also felt a twinge of guilt at how far he would have let it go if he hadn't seen the invitation to Lana's engagement party. He wanted his first time with Lois, all his times with Lois, to be him and Lois, not him on red K and Lois. She was special. "Are you going to run from me when I kiss you again?"

"Never." He leaned in slowly and kissed her. When his tongue grazed across her lips asking for entrance she gladly opened them. When he pulled away all Lois could say was wow, causing them both to smile.

"Let's go back inside."

"Ok." He slide his arms from around her and took her hand, leading her back inside. Lois went to warm her self by the fire and Clark grabbed the coffee pot to pour them refills. As he watched her in the glow of the fire Clark knew he didn't want to ever lie to her again. He wouldn't come right out and tell her everything, but if she asked he wouldn't lie.

Clark set the coffee pot down and stepped behind Lois. He slipped his arms around her waist and kissed her neck. "How much of Valentine's Day do you remember?"

Lois turned slightly in Clark's arms so that her shoulder was against his chest and she could look up at him. "Me and you in Oliver's apartment; but like I said, I've been dreaming it. I can't tell if any of it happened or if it's just a dream."

"It did happen, Lois."

"You remember?"

"Yeah."

Lois turned fully toward him. "So everything in my dream happened." Clark suddenly realized what she was alluding to and blushed. "I … I guess that depends on what happened in you dream."

She smirked, "I will never get tired of making you blush, Smallville. So why don't you tell me what really happened, and I'll tell you if it was in my dream." Clark suddenly realized that he wanted to know everything he did in her dreams.

"If I tell you what happened, you have to tell me everything in your dream. Deal?"

"Deal. So what happened?" Clark pulled Lois over to the sofa and sat down facing her. Intertwining their fingers, he began.

"We got up to his loft, we kissed, you…you…" his blush deepened. He swallowed hard.

"Yes?" Lois purred, knowing he was uncomfortable but loving to see him squirm.

Clark looked deep into her eyes, and found the courage he needed. "You pulled off my shirt, and I ripped yours." He grinned at her blush and continued. "I laid you on a chair and was about to kiss you again and probably wouldn't have stopped. But I saw the invitation to Lana's and Lex's engagement party and decided we'd crash."

"And how many times have you relived that when no one was around?" Lois asked, trying to turn the blush back on him.

"More than you will ever know." He whispered; to her surprise he didn't blush, she did. "Your turn."

"I remember being at The Planet, saying you were Green Arrow, and you telling me Oliver's not even in the same league as you." She looked down at their hands intertwined, not willing to make eye contact. "We then went up to the roof, and this is the part I think I'm imagining, you jumped," she looked back up at him, "from the Daily Planet roof to Oliver's balcony." Clark looked down at their hands. He knew he had to tell her. "Once we got there it happened just as you said it did only when you found the invitation…" Her voice dropped to a whisper, "you didn't leave. We stayed and it was amazing."

"Lois," Clark looked her in the eye, "I promised myself I would never lie to the woman I love ever again." Lois's eyes widened at his emission but she remained silent. "I know what it did to my relationship with Lana but I never felt I could trust her with this. I was afraid she would look at me differently. I've carried this for so long. I never know how people will react when they hear it." He let go of her hand and walked to the fire, staring in it.

"Smallville, you don't have to tell me."

"No, Lois, I want to tell you. You're the first person I feel I can tell who won't use it against me. The first person I can tell of my own free will. Not because they found out part of it and I had to fill them in. I want you to know all of it. I want you to know before we go any further. It could change how you feel about me."

Shocked Lois got up from the couch and stood a few inches from him. Placing her hand on the side of his face, "Nothing you can tell me would change the way I feel about you."

"Lois, I'm…" he exhaled and gave a humorless laugh. "I've practiced this so many times. Now that you're here, I'm not sure how…"

"Just take your time." She waited patiently for him to collect his thoughts. He reached up to cup her face.

"I'm not from around here, and I don't mean Smallville, Kansas. I'm from a planet called Krypton. It exploded when I was a baby. My parents sent me here to save me. The meteor rock is part of my planet. It crashed to Earth the same day I did. It is the only thing that can kill me."

He was quiet for a few minutes, so Lois felt free to ask, "So you're invulnerable?"

He sighed, she didn't look freaked out or disgusted. That gave him hope. "Among other things."

That intrigued Lois, "Other things. Like what?"

"I can fun really fast; I can shoot fire from my eyes. I can see through anything but lead. And I can jump really far."

"So that part of my dream was real? You jumped us from the Planet to Oliver's?" He nodded. "Was the fire upstairs earlier really an electric spark? There weren't any electric outlets close by?" She teased.

"No that was me. I can usually control it, but I lost control when I turned around and saw you."

"If you can see through things, what color underwear am I wearing?" Clark caught the look in her eye that she was trying to make him blush as she usually did.

Dropping his voice to a sexy whisper, "Lois, you're not wearing any underwear. You're wearing my boxers. And you look so sexy in them." He pulled her to him and captured her lips. This was a Clark Lois was not use to seeing. As she leaned into the kiss, she realized she wanted to see this side of Clark more and more.

TBC