Chapter Thirty Three
His eyes burst open to see a bright light shining into his eyes and muffled voices that became clearer and clearer by the minute until the image of Emil Hamilton stared down at him with a relieved smile.
"How did I end up here?" he asks while slowly rising up from the bed and looked around confused and began rubbing the back of his neck.
"When your link to Watchtower was severed she traced your location and you were brought here." The doctor made a few notes on the chart, "We managed to obtain blood for analysis and found traces of two types of kryptonite in your system."
Clark immediately looked at the doctor surprised, "That's why it's taken me longer to heal every time. He's been mixing green and blue kryptonite on me." He pauses as everything began to make sense, "That son of a…" the door burst open silencing out the final words of his curse and Lois practically jumped onto the bed causing him to fall back, "Well hello to you to Lane."
She slapped him on the chest, "Don't you ever scare me like that again!" she then gives him the most heart stopping, toe curling, time stopping kiss he's ever had.
"Wow" he exclaimed breathless with a very large goofy grin on his face.
A cleared throat from Emil caused the couple to turn their attention towards the doctor, "I would suggest that you take it easy for the next couple days until the mixture of kryptonite is out of your system."
Clark carefully sat up and clutched his bandaged side, "The city needs me, I can't just take a break because I got hit with kryptonite." He tried to get off the bed but Lois's hand on his chest prevented him from moving and gave in the minute he looked into her eyes, "Fine. I'll do it but that doesn't mean I have to like it"
Days Later…
For a man that could break the sound barrier, turn coal into diamonds and stop a speeding bullet; Life was pretty ordinary.
Clark had cleaned the house numerous times in one day and was itching to go out to bust a bad guy or chase a story down with Lois, something that would get his blood pumping rather then just sitting around the house watching reruns and having staring matches with the dog.
It was then that the light bulb inside his mind went off when he spotted a few of the remaining boxes from Lois's apartment tucked in the corner of the house and he quickly grabbed his stuff to head down to the nearest IKEA intent on finally doing something he had been meaning to do for a while.
Maybe taking a break wasn't so bad…
Lois arrived to her new home to see everything was in disarray prompting the army brat to pull out the taser she kept in her purse as she walked through the mess when suddenly a jolt causes her finger to slip on the trigger and smash into her indestructible boyfriend's chest.
"Clark!" she exclaims surprised while he pulled out the small tags as he shook his head with a chuckle, "What the hell!" she exclaims again and hits him in the arm in frustration.
"I didn't mean to scare you."
"I wasn't scared." She says with a small scoff and moves a piece of fallen hair out of the way, "Do you want to tell me what happened here?" she asked looking around the messy apartment.
He laughed and rubbed the back of his neck, "I was working on a little pet project." He takes the used taser and puts it back in her bag which he quickly places on the coffee table before taking her hand and leading her into their bedroom, "What do you think?"
If you compared the before and after you wouldn't be able to tell if you were in the right room, the walls were a brighter blue, the bed frame was now a canopy and just everything about the room looked brand new.
"Your quiet that's not good. If you don't like it I can always change it back."
Lois shook her head and immediately went to kiss him on the cheek, "I love it"
He gave her a small smile then reached for her hand, "There's one more thing I have to show you." He lets go of her hand and walks across the room towards the dresser to grab something, "I found this in that old shoebox you used to hold all your army brat mementos."
When he opened his hands she saw the blue crystallized bird and immediately pictured her mother's face, "Lo" his concerned voice caused her to look up and he immediately went to wipe away the tears, "I didn't mean to upset you"
She shook her head, "It's not that." She takes the blue crystal bird and traces her hand over it with a small smile, "Every time we would move to a new place she would always put in the kitchen window." She looks back up at him, "It was always a tradition in the Lane household before…" she trails off looking back down at the bird.
Clark wrapped his arms around with her head leaning against his chest, "I'm sure wherever she is that she's watching over you" he stated while slowly rubbing her back in an act of comfort.
Lois managed to muster a small smile as she continued look at the blue bird when she finally looked back up at him and gave him a soft kiss, "Thank you" she says softly
They stay like that for a few minutes until she moves out of his arms and starts to walk out of the bedroom with Clark close behind as he watched her place old blue on a windowsill with a small smile.
TBC
Cue the awing. I've been meaning to do something clois related that dealt with remodeling a bedroom and I thought since Clark is technically suppose to take a break so he can get the kryptonite out of his system when this came to mind.
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