A/N: Started this story on a forum (K-site) and there I have this poem (written by Lilaneyah) called Heart to Heart. Link to Poem and Banner on my profile now.
The poem made me think of Clois and what my main goal is with this story so its why its called Heart to Heart.
This story isn't just Drama and Romance but has angst and comedy too. If your looking for relationship angst, the sort the involved triangles & relationship issues, this story is not for you. The angst in this is story is the kind that comes for a couple fighting against the odds.
ღ Prologue ღ
The foul smell was what brought her to consciousness, a conscious state that was dark and cold. In trying to bring her arm up to her head, Lois found herself restricted, arms and legs unable to move. She was trapped in something. A box maybe? And for a second she started to panic...then lectures of the General flooded through her mind...'Panic plays no part in the training of a soldier, it will only get you killed.'
Taking a deep breath and wincing at the stale air, Lois moved her arms as much as she could, feeling the cold metal in front of her. From the lack of pressure on her back, none against her front and the lack of space both above and below her head and feet, she knew one thing to be true; wherever she was.. she was standing upright, and in a very tight space. What she assumed was the door to her prison was only maybe a finger tip away from her face, from what she could tell.
Prison? How in the world did she get here? She couldn't recall anything beyond the last time she seen Clark, after that it was all hazy. Something tickled at the back of her mind; she had an interview.. with..
"Damn!", she cursed out loud, and again she winced...although this time at the pain that rushed through her head.
For the last few years Lois Lane had tried to be a very good girl, to keep her reporting catastrophe's down to a minimum, and not worry Clark. Other then a few close calls and some minor scrapes, she had actually avoided being kidnapped or imprisoned. Which was a miracle to say the least. But now, she was somewhere she wasn't suppose to be and she didn't even know why. She tried to reach for her cell and then cursed again when she realized she was in one of her pencil skirts for work. No cell phone, no Clark .. Okay, maybe it was time for a little panicking.
"Look, I don't know if anyone is out there.. but you better let me out if you know whats good for you!" She grimaced with each word, but didn't bother to hide her anger, "Someone is going to come looking for me.."
The voice that responded wasn't creepy; it was plain, boring, and she couldn't even tell if it was male or female. But the words...
The words sent a shiver down her spine.
"I am counting on it Mrs. Lane-Kent. I wouldn't have it any other way"
ღ~ Chapter One: Irresistible ~ღ
~ A day and a half before Prologue present ~
After parking in the garage complex, Clark was sure he was being watched as he left the car. Which in a sense was why he couldn't just super speed home but had to take the car back and forth in the first place. But this was a different kind of feeling of being watched, not the casual observer kind but the sensation of eye's staring at the back of your head sort of feeling.
Before stepping into the elevator he did a sweep with his x-ray vision, but not a sign of anyone around. It was probably just the fact he hadn't really wanted to move out of the farmhouse that had him currently paranoid. Knowing Lois was right about living in metropolis and giving up the farm chores didn't make it any easier, in fact he felt annoyed that he couldn't keep going as he had before. But reporting and being superman were two full time jobs that had only gotten harder to juggle over the past year.
Since he recently had handed over the farm management details into the hands of his mother Martha to sort out, a weight had been lifted, one he hadn't realized he carried. But he missed the farm and it didn't matter that he could still zip on over anytime he wanted, it was strange to live somewhere else. But Lois was his home and he knew he would adjust.
Stepping out of the elevator he loosened his tie and nodded to Mrs. Kramer one of their neighbors. The friendly older woman grinned up at him and then cooed to her little dog, "Say Hi to Mr. Kent, Vernie.."
Clark gave her a smile back but didn't slow down, eager to get to Lois. For the last two weeks they had so many scheduling conflicts that they had barely seen each other. He was determine to get some time with his wife before either of them had another pressing matter intervene.
In the apartment, some boxes were still stacked against the wall and he could smell Chinese take out. Signs that she hadn't really been home all that much lately.
"Lois.." he called out, placing his glasses on dining table along with his work bag, hearing her voice coming from the bedroom.
"Look. You tell him that if he doesn't give me the interview I've a wonderful little article my editor is more then happy to run with that will expose his not so legal.." she stopped, cut off by the person who was almost yelling down the phone back at her. Looking up at him, she smiled her eyes lighting up.
She was so beautiful, a real force of nature. Intimidating, out spoken, ladder climbing reporter who was all his and melted his insides with the way she looked at him. Her support was the main reason he was able to maintain this dual life, without her he would be lost and these last few days he felt hungry for her presence. He knew he was staring but didn't try to hide it. With her hair pulled back into a pony tail while still in her underwear and bra, blouse unbuttoned , he suddenly felt starved for her in another way.
Lois held a finger up as she moved around the bed towards him. " Go ahead and threaten all you want." She put her hand over the mouth piece and grinned at Clark, her eyes flashing with devilish amusement. "Is all mouth and no fire this one, Mattheson should get a tougher assistant.. far to easy to bully, I think I made him cry."
Clark smiled and shook his head then grabbed Lois around the middle pulling her to him. Watching the expressions she pulled at the man who was practically crying down the phone at her.
Lois rolled her eyes at the mans pathetic-ness ,"Just tell him its interview or exposure.. really his choice! " she hung up the phone with an exasperated snort.
"I was wondering if I was going to get to see you today..or if I was going to have to settle for a rendezvous with Superman?" She smiled up at him, tilting her head.
Clark's gaze flickered between her lips and her eyes, "Hmm.. Superman will have to wait..I want to see my wife and I have plans for her.." he leaned down grazing his lips across hers teasingly. He felt her tremble before her mouth grabbed his, obviously having missed him like he had her.
Lois was sure, very sure, that she would never get tired of Clark Kent's magical mouth. It was why her phone ringing caused her to growl before she broke the kiss and answered it.
"What? Yes, This is Lois Lane." She felt Clark chuckle as he began kissing down her neck, his fingers running teasingly up her back and along other places. "MMmmhmm.." She was struggling to not moan at what his fingers and lips were doing.
"I see.. and I.." she put her hand over the phone and hissed in mock annoyance, "Clark..really!.." she squirmed a little unable to hide the enjoyment of his touch on her face, "I can't focus!"
"Good.." he whispered huskily back, letting down her hair and unhooking her bra.
Lois rolled her eye's and then gasped when she suddenly found them laying on the bed, Clark looked down at her with his beautiful bedroom eyes, a smile teasing the corner of his lips. He made it so hard to resist him and boy how she had missed that.
" Its nothing..line interference .." she managed to snap into the phone, "Is it a deal or not? Really.. When? ..Ok..I'll.. be ..there." She struggled to reply in between kisses, then let the phone slide from her hand as she melted into him.
After a few moments she gasped for breath and pushed Clark back, "Smallville.. I have to go.. I've got to book my flight"
Sitting up, Clark took off his shirt then helped her the rest of the way out of hers "No.. " He shook his head in feigned graveness, "I have an appointment booked with Lois Lane first.. "
Lois leaned up on her elbows, " You think you're so irresistible don't you?"
"Yep..you've told me so.." His blue-green eye's eating her right up.
"Great and its gone straight to your head.." She gave a pointed look, her eyes flickering from his face to his groin then back. He now wore a smirk "Exactly! " she exclaimed slapping his chest and squirming, not really wanting him to stop. "Clark..I really..." he kissed her again hungrily and Lois found she couldn't resist it another moment, nor did she want too. "Never mind .." she murmured breathlessly.
Two weeks and barely a moment together was far too long.
~ღ~
Lois packed the last of what she needed into her small travel case, "Clark, its just for two days.. then when I get back I'll write up the article and I am yours and with the recent natural disasters having finally calmed down you're back to the same o' as superman."
Clark for a moment seriously thought of kidnapping his own wife but knew that wouldn't go down well. Lois Lane-Kent was also Lois Lane the reporter and his cover in many respects depended on her doing this job, besides she'd never let him hear the end of it. "I could come with.." He suggested softly.
Sitting the bag down on the floor Lois gave him a light smile, "Oh Smallville.. You have your own assignments to finish!" she wrapped her arms around him, "That doesn't mean you can't come visit me at my hotel room. I'll get awfully lonely if you don't."
He chuckled, "Can't have that.. but when you get back,its me, you, and some private island"
Lois grinned, "Deal.." leaning her head against his chest.
Clark brushed his fingers slowly through her hair, "I'll finish the unpacking while you're gone."
Pulling back, Lois sighed then gathered her hair back into the pony tail, looking at the dresser's mirror. Her eyes flickered to his reflection as she talked, "Thanks, just couldn't get to it this week."
Clark wasn't blind he could see the emotion flitter across her face, "Lois.. what is it?"
She turned to look at him directly, "Just missed you and if i didn't have this deadline I'd stay. Screw Mattheson but Perry's been breathing down my neck to reel something in one way or the other with him."
Clark reached out and gently touched her face before grabbing her bag. "I know. At least let me drive you to the airport then I'll head into the daily planet to finish a few of my own."
Lois could see what he was thinking, "So we're both free for our island getaway?"
"Exactly..though Superman may have to make an appearance." His tone told her that he was feeling a little burned out, but was trying to not let it be issue. He loved saving people and being Superman but between the recent change of moving and the fact they had hardly seen each other as of late. He was stressing.
Crime and natural disasters seem to come in huge waves and right now they both felt like they were gasping for air. Even before the move or the two week unwanted hiatus from each other it had been crazy. Four times in one week she had to remind him to put his glasses on. One day a month ago she could remember he was so addle brained between a busy news day and super hero stuff, that he come in with his shirt improperly buttoned, revealing bits of his superman suit.
Lois had just been grateful she was able to steer him away from everyone and into the phone booth on time. Superman might seem super capable and unfazed but Clark Kent was not.
Taking his hand Lois squeezed "Alright time to be my chauffeur. Oh by the way" she continued as the left they apartment "You owe me"
"What for?"
She put her hand on his chest "You know what for?" and bit her lip before grinning at his eye's going wide.
Clark grabbed her arm and pulled her close whispering "That was in no way a fair bet.. but I'll pay up Miss Lane. depend on it"
"Oh Smallville.. You tease .."
~ღ A day later ღ~
Up above the Earth there was no noise, no screeching of cars or babbling of a billion people to rush over him. The only sound from the world below was that familiar beat, rhythmically telling him she was okay. He could hear it all the time, it went beyond the sense of sound and into something deeper, it was a part of him.
Down there among the masses he could hear it, but it was part of the background, like the flutter of wings or the ticking of a clock; a soothing reminder. Up in the black with the sun shining on his back, he could feel her heart beat and it became not just the only sound, but a sensation that pulsed over him. Distance from her held no meaning.
Bathing in the sunlight, his eye's closed, his body relaxed as he drifted, Clark listened to the other half of his soul. He was suddenly very startled when Lois' heart skipped a beat... He turned angling his body towards the Earth, eyes narrowing as he felt the change in her rhythm.
Something was wrong, not only could he hear it in her heart rhythm but feel it deep in his bones. Leaving the peace, he came back down to Earth, ignoring the sliver of anxiety that had crept into his own heart.
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