A/N: Hope you have enjoyed the last few chapters. Things will get better soon, just remember, it's not Smallville without some drama!

Clark was stressed out. He woke up late, and despite the fact that it only took him five minutes to get to Metropolis, he walked into work five minutes later than planned. Bruce had scheduled a weird save at noon. It was hands down, one of the oddest things he'd ever had to do. Oliver was dress up as a new villain and attack Diana. It was completely ridiculous because there was no way Oliver, a fairly average person, despite being a superhero, could do any real damage to Diana, who was incredibly strong and agile. Clark would then swoop in and save Diana, who would do the whole damsel in distress bit.

He bustled through the bullpen, tugging his tie straight. He pushed open the door to his and Lois's office. Lois was on the computer, typing, and Hal Jordan was sitting lazily on the love seat that was pushed up against the wall. He had his phone out, paying little attention to his surroundings.

Clark knew it shouldn't bother him, this whole Hal and Lois thing, that it was all an act, but it did. Hell, he had been the one to ask Hal to stay with Lois almost 24/7, and it did make him feel good to know that she had a JLA member with her all the time, but it still hurt. She looked up when the door opened, smiling warmly at him.

God he missed her. He had spent the entire night tossing and turning in his old bed at the farmhouse. He had woken several times throughout the night, reaching for a person who wasn't there. He kicked the door closed behind him, and she stood, reaching for him. He pulled her out of the view of the windows, nodding at Hal, who completely ignored them.

She wrapped her arms around his waist, resting her head on his chest. He pushed his large hands through her hair, inhaling deeply.

"I've missed you." She said into the stiff fabric of his dress shirt.

"I missed you, too." He pulled away and sighed, looking at her.

"What time is the show?" Lois asked, sitting back down at her computer.

"Noon." He wrinkled his nose, plopping down at his computer.

"Well, I'm sorry I'll miss it." She raised her eyebrows, continuing to type on her computer.

"Why will you be missing it?" He pulled his glasses off to look at her more fully.

"I have an appointment with Emil at 11:45."

"Why? Are you ok?"

"Oh, yeah. I had some blood work done because of my food poisoning, and he just wanted to go over it with me." She smiled reassuringly.

"Oh, ok." He smiled back, and then got to work himself.

By the time 11:30 rolled around, Clark's teeth were on edge. He liked Hal Jordan, but having him around all the time was disconcerting. Even though he wasn't a threat, it still irked him. Lois was gathering her stuff together, and Hal was leaning in the doorway, waiting for her. He was staring at Clark with his clear green eyes, obviously assessing him.

Clark returned his gaze, and the fighter pilot nodded knowingly.

"Ok, I'm ready." Lois had enough paperwork shoved into her messenger bag to break her shoulder. She was leaning heavily and Hal smiled, slipping the bag off of her shoulder and putting it around his own.

"I'll see you tomorrow?" She whispered and Clark nodded. They'd already decided that he'd sneak into the apartment tomorrow, and they'd spend the entire day watching movies and catching up on each other's week. Lois was taking off now, having decided to get a jump start on the weekend by a half day.

"Sure thing." He smiled, and watched as Hal guided his fiancée out of the room.

He wondered when he should head out. Oliver was going to attack Diana as Roboman at 11:50, engage her in a fight for exactly ten minutes before Clark was to swoop in, defeat Roboman, and save Diana. He was sorely tempted to watch how it went down, and after a few minutes of debate, he decided to go for it.

"Perry, I'm going to go grab some lunch. I'll be back in an hour." He stuck his head in the chief's office, and Perry nodded.

"Sure thing, Kent. Grab me a Cuban sandwich from Ernesto's while you're out, will you?"

"Sure." He headed out, weaving around people, completely lost in thought. He didn't trust the roof anymore, so he found an old telephone box in an alleyway to change. In a whir, he was Superman, and he flew toward the corner of 21st and Elm, where the attack was supposed to take place. He landed on the roof of a skyscraper, the tallest in the area, to make sure he couldn't be seen. It was the busiest part of town during lunch, which is exactly why Bruce had chosen it. He did a quick scan of the surrounding area, and saw Oliver in an elaborate robot suit, hiding in a nondescript white moving truck parked on the street. He was going to smash a few cars (which he would of course pay for later), and then Diana would fly in. From there, they were going to wing it.

Diana landed next to him with a soft thump. "Are you ready for this?" She asked, and he nodded.

"Let's just get it over with."

"Alright." She hooked her Bluetooth headset in her ear. "Oliver, let's go. It's almost noon anyway."

Suddenly, the door to the van burst open, and the robot that was driven by Oliver was smashing car windows. Clark rolled his eyes. The fact that a giant evil robot was attacking Metropolis felt more than a little ridiculous to him. But, considering the history of crazy villains that Metropolis had, he guessed it wasn't that strange. The people on the ground weren't tremendously fazed. They all ducked out of sight into stores and buildings, like it was a fire drill. Diana leapt into the air, and landed lightly on top of the machine, wrapping her lasso around it. In a flash, she was on the ground, the metallic foot of the robot pressed into her stomach. She flailed helplessly against it, and the people left on the street stared at her, agog.

"Help!" She tried to squirm free, but was unsuccessfully. Clark jumped from the building, flying through the air. He landed on the ground and put on his most commanding voice.

"Stop! Let her go!"

Oliver continued to pin Diana to the street, and Clark turned on the good old heat vision, frying the circuit board in an instant. The robot died, and Clark ran forward before it could crush Wonder Woman. He pulled her to her feet, then scooped her up.

"Thank you, darling." She pressed her hand to his cheek and it took all of his strength not to flinch.

"You're welcome, sweetie." He smiled down at her.

"Are we still on for later?" She ran a perfectly manicured hand down his pec and he nodded.

"Of course. Now, let's get you home." He began to take off, but she stopped him.

"Have I told you how much I adore you?" She cupped his face in her hands and he laughed nervously.

"No, not in awhile darling."

"Well I do." She stretched forward, and pressed a kiss to his lips, and without thinking, he pulled away, and took off into the sky.

Lois sat on the paper of the examination table, fidgeting nervously. Emil had to finish something up in the lab, but he said he'd be right in. She'd left Hal playing on the Xbox in the other room. All she wanted to do was get her prescription and go home and take a nice long nap.

The door opened, and Emil stood in the doorway, looking grave.

"Lois. Thanks for coming in today." He entered the room and closed the door behind him with a click. He sat on the little stool on wheels that every doctor seemed to have in each examination room.

"No problem. You think you could just give me the prescription so I can go? I want to catch a nap before Clark comes over."

"Lois, you're not sick." Emil looked up from her file and she leaned back, looking like she'd been smacked in the face.

"What? Then what's wrong with me? Oh, God. Don't tell me it's cancer." She leaned forward, putting her head between her knees and taking deep breaths.

"No, it's not terminal." He was grinning at her reaction, and she sat up straight.

"Then what is it? Spit it out, doc." She glared at him reproachfully, and he laughed.

"You're pregnant."

"What the fuck was that?" Clark said, angrily dumping Diana on the balcony of Watchtower.

"What? You wanted it to look realistic, didn't you?" She said angrily and he snorted.

"You knew the rules, no kissing, and you still chose to broke them." He declared accusingly, and she sighed.

"Clark, I'm not going to lie to you, because I think we're better friends than that." She moved closer to him, and his brow furrowed.

"Ok, so tell me."

"Look…" Clark was sure that this was the first time he'd ever seen Diana Prince nervous. She was chewing on her bottom lip, and suddenly, he almost didn't want to hear what she had to say, but something made him stand there and wait for her to continue.

"I've liked you, a lot, for a long time. And I think we deserve each other." She was getting heated. "You shouldn't be with Lois Lane." She spit out Lois's name with venom. "She doesn't deserve you. We could be an amazing team. We have practically the same powers."

Her hands came up, wrapping around his neck and he was too stunned to move. "Clark. I love you." Abruptly, her lips were moving against his, her tongue sliding into his mouth.

"What?" Lois stared at Emil, who smiled.

"You're pregnant. Congratulations." He moved forward to shake her hand, and she let it happen.

"Lois, are you ok?" He asked, and she nodded vaguely.

"A baby?" She asked, dazed and now it was his turn to nod.

"Yep. I guess a congratulations are in order for Clark as well."

Lois was pulled from her reverie at Clark's name. "No, don't say anything to Clark. I want to tell him."

Emil nodded. "Alright, well, I wrote you a prescription for prenatal vitamins, and you should come back in a few weeks for your first ultrasound. Since your baby is half-Kryptonian, I don't think it's a very good idea to go to your regular gynecologist."

Lois nodded and grabbed the prescription."Thanks, Emil." She slid off the table, straightening her skirt suit. She walked out into the main room where Hal was sitting, completely engaged in Call of Duty. He looked up at her, and flipped off the game. She sat next to him and brought her knees up, hugging them to her.

"Hey. Everything ok?" He asked, searching her face.

"I'm pregnant." It just blurted out of her. She hadn't even tried to not say it.

"Wow. Congrats." He grinned and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "Are you ok with it?" Hal knew how she felt about children, and Lois herself was surprised by her answer.

"Yeah." A slow smile spread across her face. She could almost picture her and Clark's baby. He would have Clark's peridot eyes and dark hair, with chubby pink cheeks.

"I'm happy for you guys." He took his arm back. "Want to go back to your place, or do you want to wait for Clark, Diana and Oliver to get back?"

"I think I'll wait for Clark." She crossed her legs, and Hal flipped his game back on. "Do you think I should tell him tonight?"

He glanced at her, and then shrugged. "I don't know, if it were me, I'd probably cook him a nice dinner and tell him."

Lois nodded. "Right."

There was a loud thump on the balcony, and Hal and Lois looked up. Clark was carrying Diana, and he dropped her. It looked like they were in the middle of a deep conversation. Diana was gnawing on her bottom lip sexily. Lois felt her stomach drop. She couldn't tear her eyes away from the scene. All of a sudden, they were standing close together, her arms were wrapped around his neck, her fingers playing in the short black strands at the nape. She moved and pressed her lips against his, and it was when the kiss deepened, that Lois stood and ran.