Martha handed Lois, who was still staring at everything with disbelief, a cup of hot tea. Lois had freaked out for a solid fifteen minutes. Future Lois would be a hard thing for anyone to swallow. Jonathan flat out refused to believe it at first, accusing her of making a very inconsiderate practical joke. She reached for the cup and Mrs. Kent noticed her engagement ring and wedding band.

"So you're married, Lois?" Martha's question snapped her back to the situation at hand. She actually had to look down at her finger, before answering.

"Yes, for five years now." She smiled. At least she still had that comforting thought to carry with her. Chloe and Clark were both surprised. Who would've ever thought, Lois Lane happily married? And who in the world was she married to? She had a definite change about her. It could've been maturity, or it could've been marriage, but it suited her.

"So, is Jase your husband?" asked Chloe.

"God this is surreal," Lois put a hand to her temple. It throbbed slightly. "No. Jase is my son. He's three."

"Wow." Said Clark. That was totally unexpected. With Lois's track record he couldn't imagine her as a mother.

"Yeah, well, I'd really like to get back to him and my husband, so let's start with how I got stuck in the dark ages." She said, putting the tea down. She looked around. "Did you find a black purse by any chance?" She crossed her fingers and thought, Please! Chloe fished it out from behind the couch and handed it to her. Lois rummaged through it and pulled out a notebook and pen. "Tell me everything that happened."

Chloe started telling the adventure with Clark filling in the gaps that she skipped over. Lois simply nodded her head at the crater, the burn on her chest, and Clark carrying her to safety, but when Chloe started talking about the "meteor freak" who did it, Lois interrupted.

"It wasn't a meteor infected person."

"Lois, how do you know? You aren't exactly in a position to give us intimate details about the guy." Chloe said, frustrated.

"Physically removing someone from the present and placing them in a different time is not humanly possible. Trust me, this isn't my first time in the time travel rodeo." She read over what she had written and added a few lines.

"What do you mean?" Clark had become even more concerned when she said "humanly possible." It was obvious she knew his secret, but how? He still wasn't 100% sure about the time-travel theory, even if she did look different. He decided to play it off, acting like he had no idea what she was talking about.

"I've been to the future a few times, but the throwback is a new one for me. So, this little trip down memory lane is probably some messed up form of extra terrestrial payback."

"Lois, you're talking like a crazy person." Chloe piped in. "There's no such thing as aliens!"

Lois ignored them and kept scribbling. Martha and Jonathan gave each other looks that said, both of them were at a loss for what action to take. Clark peaked over her shoulder, but she turned around and said , "Don't even think about it, Smallville."

He was half-confused as to what she thought he was going to do. She snapped the notebook shut and stood up. It was really aggravating to have them watch her every move, as if she were a bomb. "I'm not going to get anything done tonight, I'll just start tomorrow. Where do I live now?"

"The Talon," Said Martha. "But I think you should stay with us for tonight. Until…until you get adjusted."

"Thanks, Mrs. Kent." Lois felt a surge of gratitude towards her mother-in-law, not only for her hospitality, but for being the perfect mother to an orphaned intergalactic traveler. This woman and her husband took weird as if it were a side dish at dinner.

"Chloe," said Jonathan. "Why don't you stay as well? You can help Lois…figure this whole thing out."

Lois headed up the stairs after Chloe agreed but paused halfway up. "Clark, I'm sorry." He raised an eyebrow in surprise. "For taking your bed, I mean."

"Okay, now I'm sold. That is not the same Lois Lane we were with two hours ago." Chloe said, in disbelief. When in the world had Lois started feeling guilty about Clark's discomfort? The four of them moved to the dining room table and sat down.

There was an uncomfortable silence for almost thirty seconds before Clark said, "What if that actually is Lois from the future?"

"Now I'll be the first to admit we've has some strange things happen at this farm before, but this one might take the topper." Said Jonathan, running a hand through his hair.

"The question is, what do we do about her? Not only does she seem to know Clark's secret, she has some inside information that I don't even think I want to know about." Chloe said, without thinking. Jonathan and Martha looked at each other then back at Chloe.

"Chloe! How long have you known about Clark's secret?" Martha said in astonishment.

"Oh since last year," She said, sheepishly.

"How much do you know?"

"Uh…Everything. I think?" She looked at Clark, who nodded. Chloe remembered something then, that struck her as very odd. "You know what's the strangest part? Lois didn't freak out when she woke up to see you standing over her. It's almost like she was expecting it. Do you think maybe you and Lois…?

"Clark and Lois? Time travel is more believable than that." He shrugged it off, but he couldn't deny that what she said made sense. The thought of him ever loving anyone besides Lana was inconceivable. Especially Lois Lane. They went together about as well as fire and gasoline. But then…just now she has apologized for banishing him to the couch, which was uncharacteristically thoughtful.

"I know you don't want certain details of the future, Chloe, not that any of us do," said Jonathan. "But you need to see what's in that notebook."

Lois couldn't sleep. Really, how in the hell could she? She had made the excuse earlier to be alone and get her head together. She made a list of possibilities that had landed her here which included, the Legion Ring, a Lexcorp time machine, Martians, and the phrase, "Jor-el is a sadistic bastard." Now she needed to find a way back. Clark, her Clark, was probably out of his mind looking for her. She needed a way to let him know where she was and that she was okay. She also desperately needed to know if he and Jase were okay.

Leaving a message at the fortress was probably her best bet, plus if it were Jor-el that sent her here, maybe she could convince him to take her back. The problem was convincing the nineteen year old Clark to take her. She could do it. She would do it. She was Lois goddamn Kent…er, Lane. She knew it would be a horrible idea to let him know that they were married in the future, she couldn't risk him flipping out and marrying Lana instead. But luckily, she knew him well enough to know he'd jump at the chance to save a damsel in distress. After he got over the shock of how much she knew, of course.

Much later Chloe tried to quietly sneak into Clark's bedroom, but Lois was still awake and was watching her. She was carrying a bag of what was most likely Lois's clothes and other personal items from her apartment.

Chloe looked at Lois, mistakenly thought she was asleep and grabbed her notebook from her purse. She read it and what she saw appalled her. Lois really did know everything. This was bad.

The next morning Clark walked into the kitchen to find Chloe and his mother talking. He had not had a chance to talk to either one of them yet.

"So what did you find out?" He asked her. He didn't find out though, because Lois came down the stairs then, practically bouncing. He was surprised yet again by "future Lois" who was awake so much earlier than he was used to. He was suddenly glad that he had been unable to sleep last night and had already completed his chores. He would've had to do them the "normal" way, without his powers.

"Well you're looking better this morning," said Martha.

"My old clothes still fit," Lois said, sounding extremely pleased with herself.

"Were they not supposed to?" asked a confused Chloe.

"I had a baby Cos," She said, as if that explained everything. "But you know, Chlo, if you wanted to see what's in my notebook you could've just asked."

"How did you…?" Chloe was embarrassed at getting caught snooping.

"I didn't become a top reporter at the Daily Planet for nothing."

"You?" Clark said, amused. "A reporter? That's ironic."

"Almost as ironic as sharing an office with you, four-eyes." She laughed.

"What?" He said.

"Nothing," She laughed again.

"If you didn't care that I knew what you wrote, why did you try to hide it?" Asked an irritated Chloe.

"Well I'm trying to impact the past as little as possible."

"Why?" Clark said.

"It's obvious though. Everything has already happened. Some of it is shitty and painful. Yes, there are things I wish I could change, but it's a horrible idea to mess with it. Time is a complex, nonlinear entity." She paused at their dumbfounded looks.

"Think about it. I've already lived this moment, probably doing something completely different. Meaning that whatever I did, isn't happening now, which could have a horrible effect on the future. I need to get out of here as quickly as possible and try not to change anything. It's going to be challenging though, since I've been dropped smack into the middle of your lives."

They were silent for a while before Lois said, "Clark…I need to speak to your father."

"Well he's in the barn, working on the tractor." He said, but had a suspicious feeling.

"No, your biological father."

"Well that's not possible, because he's dead." He said, rather sharply.

"We both know there's a way, and we need to get going. Please, Clark, it's important."

"Lois, I have no idea what you're talking about. My biological father died a long time ago, and you can't talk to him unless you pull out a Ouija board or something."

Martha and Chloe watched as a very tense Lois gave Clark both a furious and hurt look.

"I…I almost forgot what it felt like."

"What what felt like?" He said, cautiously.

"For you to lie to me." She shook her head. "Clark, we're partners. We're best friends. I know everything about you." He gave her a look, but was silent. His eyes flickered to Chloe. "Yes, I know that she knows too. It's been twelve years, Clark. Twelve. Did you really think you wouldn't have told me, or I wouldn't have found out by now?"

"Lois…maybe you should sit down." Said Martha.

Exasperated, Lois huffed and tried to calm down. "Am I going to have to prove it, or can we just move on, with you excepting the fact that I know? Because I can't do this alone."

No one said a word. "Fine. You're Kal-el, son of Jor-el and Lara-el, and also the last son of Krypton." His eyes widened and Martha made a noise of protest, but Lois continued. "You tend to carry that weight around with you. You listen to old country music, but constantly deny it. Sometimes when you think no one is listening, you sing it in the shower, and you're not too bad. You like movies that are clear cut good and evil, so you won't over think it. Your favorite book is To Kill a Mockingbird and you've read it to my son before to put him to sleep while we were doing research. You've saved the Earth from nuclear destruction, like seven times now. You cauterized my gunshot wound with your eyes, pulled me out of multiple burning buildings, and flew in to save me the second time I was thrown off a skyscraper. Once you ran all the way to Mexico to satisfy my pregnancy craving for enchiladas. The list goes on. I would mention that turtle shaped birthmark you have, but I saw that before I even knew your name." She paused to let that information sink in. "Like it or not, Smallville, I've seen your secret identity. Now I need you to put your big boy pants on and take me to the Fortress."

Chloe busted out laughing and that was not the reaction Lois was expecting.

"What?" She snapped.

"Nothing, it's just…There's only one Lois Lane."

Lois froze as it hit her. "You're right. There is only one Lois. There's not two of my running round Smallville."

"Yes Lois," Clark said. He didn't know what to feel. He was angry, surprised, amused and annoyed that she was starting the obvious. It was strange that, at the moment, Lois knew him better than anyone. Maybe even more than his parents. It was scary and a little bit freeing to be so open with someone. He had no idea how he was supposed to feel about her now.

"No, you don't get it. In my other trips like this, I showed up, but it's not like Lois from that time disappeared." Chloe, Clark and Martha weren't following her thoughts. "So if i'm the only Lois here, where is the one you know?"

"So you think you might've switched places? You're here and our Lois is in 2017?" Chloe suggested.

A strange look crossed Lois's face.

"What's wrong?" asked Clark.

"It's just my poor husband. I don't know whether to laugh or cry for him."