Author's Note: Okay, so I left you all hanging a little longer than I intended, but I have a really good reason, I promise. I spilled something on my laptop keyboard, and now half of it doesn't work. So I had to wait to get an external keyboard. So it was my fault, but now I have the chapter up! Yay! But, as always, thank you for the amazing reviews, and I hope that you all enjoy this chapter!

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Clark Kent was hopeful.

Walking with Danny through the hospital, he was glad to find that his gut instinct had been right; Danny was a good man. He was just a little lost at the moment.

Finally, the young officer sighed and looked up at Clark with troubled eyes. "Joe, I'm just one man," he said softly, as if afraid someone would overhear him. "What can one man do?"

Giving Danny a meaningful look, Clark said, "Ask yourself why you put that uniform on in the first place."


Lois woke up with a pounding head.

Lifting her head off of her chest, she discovered that she was tied to a chair, her wrists bound behind her back. She winced as she opened her eyes. This position so wasn't good for her the injuries on her back.

Apparently, the people who had captured her weren't aware that she was awake yet, since she continued talking. And as her mind cleared up, she recognized a few police officers from the cookout earlier in the day.

"You did the right thing, telling us your suspicions about Joe," Talbert said. He clapped a hand on Danny's shoulder. "Just one more loose thread to tie up. Your hands have clean for way too long, Danny boy."

Even though Danny's back was to Lois, she could see the way his shoulders slumped. Clearly, the young officer wasn't happy.

Talbert noticed this as well, and he nudged Danny's shoulder. "Come on, smile. You're gonna be the man who killed the Green Arrow."

At this, Lois let out a snort. Both men, along with Simmons, turned around. Talbert smirked at her as he walked forward, placing a hand on the back of Lois's chair. "Ah. Foreman's pretty wife is awake now."

Lois leaned away from Talbert's hand. "No thanks to you," she said in a deceptively pleasant voice. Tilting her head, she said almost nonchalantly, "You're not going to kill the Green Arrow."

"And what makes you think that?" Talbert asked in a conversational tone.

"You can't," Lois said simply.

"Ah, so you're a supporter of the vigilantes," Simmons said with a sneer.

"I'm a supporter of the heroes," Lois snapped.

"We're the real heroes here, Mrs. Foreman," Talbert said, leaning close to her. "That's something that you better learn real fast."

Lois snorted. "Right. Kidnapping me and killing a man in cold blood makes you a hero."

"Actually," Simmons said as a cold smile unfurled on his face. "We're taking out two men tonight."

Lois's brow furrowed, her eyes flashing worriedly to Danny. "What do you mean?"

Talbert and Simmons exchanged a look before Talbert said, "I think someone you know well will be showing up soon."

Clark's name was on the tip of her tongue, but Lois managed to remember just in time that they still knew him as Joe Foreman. "If you hurt Joe, I swear I'll—"

"You'll do what?" Talbert snapped. "If I remember correctly, you're tied to a chair."

"And what do you plan on doing with me once you get rid of the Green Arrow and Cl… Kill my husband?" Lois hoped that her little slip up would be attributed to stuttering with fear. Luckily, the two officers didn't seem to notice it. Danny, on the other hand, had his brow furrowed as he studied Lois.

"We thought that we'd leave that as a surprise," Simmons said after a moment.

Despite the fact that she didn't want to be afraid, dread filled Lois.


"Clark! Clark!"

Oliver ran into the farmhouse decked out in full Green Arrow gear. Clark looked up from the files spread out in front of him, ready to ask Oliver what the hell he thought he was doing. Lois could walk in at any moment, after all, and Clark Kent wasn't supposed to know the Green Arrow.

Before Clark could say anything, however, he got a good look at Oliver's face. And before he could ask Oliver what was wrong, Oliver said, "Lois was kidnapped by Talbert and Simmons!"

Clark jumped up from his chair, pushing it backwards hard. It flew into the wall and smashed into two pieces, but Clark paid no attention to it.

"What do you mean, she was kidnapped?" Clark demanded, not quite willing to believe it. There was no way that he could have let her get kidnapped. He was supposed to be keeping her safe.

Clark was well aware that Lois could take care of herself, but she had been hurt when he could have prevented it. And now she had been kidnapped when he could have prevented it.

Oliver rolled his eyes. "She was kidnapped, dumbass. How much more clear do I have to be?" Without waiting for Clark to respond, Oliver walked over towards the door. Before he could wrench it open, there was a knock.

Both men froze, looking at each other. Finally, Clark gestured for Oliver to go. "Go," he said. "I'll catch up with you."

Oliver nodded his head before he disappeared out the back of the house. Clark went to the front door and was surprised to find Simmons and Talbert standing on the other side.

"What are you guys doing here?" Clark asked, trying to sound as nonchalant as he possibly could.

Simmons and Talbert both smirked. Finally, Talbert held up a photograph. Clark blanched when he saw that it was of Lois tied to a chair.

"We have something that you might be missing, Foreman."


Lois tried to stretch, but it was difficult given the confines of her chair. Her wrists were raw, and to top it all off, her back was killing her. And she had been doing so well, too.

She looked over towards Danny, who was sitting in another chair with his shoulders slumped. Lois frowned; he really was a good man. He was just a little bit lost, that's all.

"Danny," Lois said gently. "You don't want to do this."

Danny looked at her for a moment before he dropped his head into his hands. "I'm sorry, Jane," he said. "I really am. I never meant for you to get involved. You weren't supposed to get hurt."

"They're going to kill my husband," Lois said. This wasn't true—Clark wasn't her husband, after all. But she definitely didn't want to see him die. Especially since she…

Lois gave herself a little mental shake. She had more important things to worry about right now.

"Do you really think that that wouldn't hurt me?" After a pause, Lois continued, "You know this is wrong. I know that you don't want to do this. I can tell. And more importantly, you're better than this."

Danny still didn't look up at her, and Lois could hear car doors slamming outside the warehouse that they were in. She only had a few more moments to convince Danny not to do anything; especially if Simmons and Talbert had Clark with them.

"What are you going to tell your son when you go home tonight?" Lois said quickly, urgently. "When he asks you if you saved someone, what are you going to say?" Danny finally looked at her, and Lois went in for the kill. "You can save someone, Danny."

Danny didn't hesitate after that. He got up and pulled a knife from his boot. He cut the ropes off of her wrist and helped her stand. Lois took a quickly moment to stretch, wincing when her back pulled painfully. A hand flew to her back, and Danny gave her a concerned look.

"Jane are you okay?" he asked as he looked at her back. She heard him gasp. "You're bleeding. Did Talbert and Simmons hurt you?"

"No," Lois said quickly as they found a place to hide. "It's from a previous injury."

"What—"

Lois shushed him as Talbert and Simmons entered the warehouse. Sure enough, they had Clark with them. Lois bit back a curse as they went further into the warehouse. Turning to Danny she pointed to one of the side doors.

"Go call for backup," she ordered.

"I can't just leave you here by yourself, Jane!" Danny said.

"I'll be fine. I'll stay right here," Lois said. Seeing Danny's skeptical look—Clark must have told him some stories, or something—Lois rolled her eyes. "I promise!"

With a nod of his head, Danny snuck out of the warehouse. From her hiding place, Lois turned back to watch the two rogue officers and Clark. Her back was throbbing, but she bit her lip and managed to keep from hissing with pain.

"Danny boy!" Talbert called. Then he noticed that Lois was no longer tied to her chair, and he quickly changed his tune.

"That little bastard!" Simmons exclaimed. "What if he goes to the chief? What are we supposed to do then?"

"He won't," Talbert said calmly. "He won't, because he knows what will happen to his family if he tries something like that. Danny just got cold feet and let little Mrs. Foreman go. They probably haven't gotten far. We'll just find your lovely wife again, won't we Foreman?"

"Leave Jane alone," Clark said in a hard, commanding voice. He didn't stumble over Lois's undercover name once, and she found herself impressed with the intimidating presence he presented. "She doesn't have anything to do with this."

"Don't worry," Simmons said with a smirk. "We were just going to have some fun with her."

Lois wasn't sure if she had just blinked and missed it, but one second Simmons was standing in front of Clark, smirking. Half a second later, he was on the ground, blinking dazedly up at Clark.

Lois watched as Talbert pulled his gun from his belt and pointed it at Clark. Lois jumped up, allowing her a clear view of what was happening. Before Lois could yell a warning to Clark, the Green Arrow came crashing through one of the windows and took out Simmons, who had stood and pulled out his gun as well.

But Talbert's gun went off, alarmingly close to Clark's chest. But it was Talbert who ended up on the ground, clutching his arm as blood squeezed between his fingers. Clark, miraculously, was okay, standing unharmed in front of Talbert and Simmons.

"You okay?" the Green Arrow asked Clark in his deep, altered voice.

"I'm fine," Clark said brusquely. "Did you find Lois?"

"Not yet," the Green Arrow said. "But I'll go look for her."

Lois's brow furrowed as she stared critically at Clark. Since when was he on speaking terms with the Green Arrow? And she had seen how closely the gun had gone off to him. Talbert had to have shot him; there was no other way! How was Clark unharmed?

Something was going on, and Lois was determined to figure it out.

But then she realized that Clark had the Green Arrow looking for her, and that Clark himself would most likely begin to look for her. And she had realized a long time ago that there was more to him than just a bumbling reporter. She had no doubt that he would find her, and quickly.

Lois left through the same side door that Danny had left from. Going to the front, she found Danny waiting for the backup that he had called. She could see the red and blue lights flashing as they neared the warehouse, and she took Danny by the arm and into the warehouse.

"Joe!" Lois called, as if she didn't know that Clark was in there. "Joe, are you in here?"

Clark came out from behind a stack of boxes, a smile on his face. "Jane?"

"Oh, Joe, you're okay!" Lois threw her arms around him in a hug, well aware that Danny still thought they were married.

Clark, on the other hand, was completely surprised by Lois's hug. But with a smile, he hugged her back, wrapping his arms around her. He was so glad that she was okay.

"Joe," Danny said. He just finished handcuffing Talbert and Simmons. "Her back is bleeding."

Clark pulled back abruptly and spun Lois quickly but gently around. Lois scowled at Danny as Clark inspected her back.

"Thanks, Danny," she muttered darkly.

"I need to get you to Dr. Hamilton," Clark said firmly. "Come on—"

Completely forgetting her cover, she was so mad, Lois wretched herself out of Clark's gentle grip and whipped around to face him. "Clark, it's probably not as bad as you're making it out to be! I probably just need to get wrapped again. Jeeze, Smallville, take a pill!"

Before Clark could reply, Danny said, "Clark?"

Both Clark and Lois froze, sharing a look. Finally, Clark turned to Danny and said, "We haven't been completely honest with you, Danny. My name is actually Clark Kent."

"And I'm Lois Lane," Lois added with a sheepish smile.

"The reporters from the Daily Planet," Danny said.

"Yeah," Lois said, impressed and flattered that he knew who they were. "That's how we knew about Detective Jones."

"He's a friend of mine," Clark explained. "That's why all of this happened."

Danny didn't call Clark on pretending to be a cop, like he had expected. Instead, he just looked between Clark and Lois, a thoughtful look on his face.

"So you two aren't married?" he finally said.

Lois's cheeks heated up, and she refused to look at Clark. After everything that had happened, that's what Danny chose to ask them about?

"Uh, no," Clark finally said. "No, we're not."

The officers that Danny had called for backup came in a moment later. Danny looked at them both for another moment before he smiled.

"That's a shame," he said. "I could see you two together."


Author's Note: Well, I hope that you all liked this chapter! Now Lois definitely knows that something is going on with Clark. Unfortunately, the next chapter will contain the return of Lana. I have to go watch the other three episodes and figure out how to twist them so that they become Clois-centered…

Also, I was wondering if anyone knows if Lois knew that Oliver was the Green Arrow by this point. I can't quite remember. Thanks for reading, and I hope that you all enjoyed this chapter!