Chapter 4(Clark POV)

Four hours and 1500 roll of the eyes later Lois was certain that I had other 'talents' as she called them, and Chloe and I couldn't dissuade her from thinking so; as a result, we just gave up.

Chloe had left a half hour ago to tell my parents the 'good' news and to get my glasses.

Glasses? I didn't ask.

Lois, at present, was channel surfing on the hospital TV, an act that was grating on my nerves.

She clicked past the news channel and I caught a glimpse of the farm.

"Wait!" I said as I grabbed the remote from her hand and flicked back to the station number.

"Hey! No fair taking advantage of a cripple!"

"You're not a cripple, so shut up," I snapped at her as I reached the station.

She 'humphed' as the announcer's voice reached a reasonable hearing level as I clicked the volume higher.

'And Lois Lane-Kent, Pulitzer Prize winning reporter, and wife to her partner at the Daily Planet, Clark Kent, were seen climbing into the back of an ambulance earlier this morning - " - the screen changed from the newscaster's face to the hospital - " - and were taken to Smallville General, the local hospital, earlier this morning, where they are still...And back in Metropolis...'

The newscaster's voice died away as I clicked the volume down to low.

Lois put her head in her hands. "The whole world knows I'm married to you? Oh God."

I ignored her. "Maybe I should go see Lex. He has scientists who might be able to figure this sort of thing out."

Lois frowned as if apprehensive.

"What?"

"Well... I don't think you should."

"And why not?"

"Remember Chloe's reaction when you said Lex was at the end of the hall? Do you think she'd act that way if something wasn't wrong with the guy?"

"Probably her dad's paranoia finally got to her, is all."

Lois rolled her eyes. "Chloe is her own person, Clark. Just because Uncle Gabe doesn't have a soft sport in her heart for the Luthor's doesn't mean that Chloe has to follow in his footsteps, does it?"

"Yeah, well," I said as I stood up. "I'm going anyway. I can take care of myself."

"Yeah, would that be the invincibility, strength, or speed?"

I stopped cold, my back turned to her, hand halfway toe the door knob.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Sure you don't, Farmboy."

I stayed silent as she continued.

"It wasn't too terribly hard to figure out, especially after Chloe let it slip about your unique ability to hear incredibly far behind closed doors, but everything after that kind of fell into place."

"Yeah, well, if you start from a false premise, you draw a false conclusion."

"That's true, but not in this case."

"You can think what you want, Lois," I said as I opened the door.

"Wait, Clark, please," her voice was pleading now. "Look, I know I get on your nerves, but please, listen, ok?"

I nodded.

"I know you can be hurt. Remember the psycho surgeon lady? And the green mist? I had to save you from that, remember? Or have you conveniently forgotten? And why does the green mist vaguely remind me of that meteor rock Chloe rants about? Oh, and when you had amnesia, and you picked me up, did you think I'd forget about that?"

Damn, she was quick.

"But, you know," she continued, "its cool. You haven't gone all homicidal on my like all the other Meteor People."

I think she made a point to say 'people' instead of 'freaks'.

"And you've lasted longer than them, so that tells me that you either stick to your own business, or you get intimately involved, fight them, win, and save a few lives on the way. Either option leaves me with a pretty ok guy."

"Leaves you with a pretty ok guy? Since when do you have me in anything?"

I snapped at her. Why did I have to snap at her? I had finally found someone who was ok with my secret, and I had to get defensive.

I heard the bed creak behind me, and a few footsteps later Lois had her hand on my shoulder.

"Please, Clark. If you married me, then there must have been a part of you that loved me. And a person usually listens to someone they love, right? Or am I wrong there?"

My shoulders slumped as I turned to her.

"You know you guilted me into this, right?"

She grinned. "That was my plan. I couldn't possibly see you and I married in a million years."

"You stubborn, opinioned, bull-headed woman."

She grinned again. "Thanks. I try."

She receded back to her bed as I tried to settle back into my chair.

I was about to the point of pushing Lois off the hospital bed and laying on it myself when the door opened and a doctor came in.

"Mrs. Kent?"

It took Lois a few second to fully comprehend that the doctor was addressing her.

"Uh...yes?"

"If you and your husband sign here - " he held out a clipboard with a form on it - " - then you're free to go."

She almost tackled the poor guy in her rush to get ht form and stuck her hand in his shocked face.

"Pen?"

He fumbled with his coat pocket before dropping a pen into her waiting hand.

She scrawled her name on the form before shoving it all at me.

"I'm gonna go get dressed," she said before walking into the bathroom and slamming the door.

The doctor - Dr. Dawson - looked at me as if I must have been craze to marry the woman. I think I must have been, too.

"Sorry. She doesn't like hospitals."

He rolled his eyes as I handed him the completed form. "I had no idea."

He exited the room just as Lois stepped out of the bathroom, and he cast me one last sympathetic look before disappearing from sight.

"C'mon, Smallville," she said, completely ignoring the doctor. "Let's go."

I was at the elevator trying to be patient, but I standing behind Lois who was pressing the down button every five seconds; it was incredibly hard to do.

As her arm reached out to push the button again, mine shot out and grabbed her wrist, stopping her just in time to save the button from another hell.

She looked up at me with a mildly annoyed expression on her face. "What?"

"Stop."

She jerked her hand away from mine.

"What I do is my concern, not yours."

"It is when I'm being annoyed by it."

She put her hand on her hips and turned to me, her expression defiant, but she didn't say anything as I had expected her to.

I matched her defiance as I crossed my arms and turned to face her as she had done to my five seconds earlier.

We stood like that, staring into each other's eyes for what seemed like an eternity, until the elevator made a coughing sound.

Wait...the elevator coughed?

Lois' head and mine spun toward the elevator at the same time to see Chloe leaning on the back on the elevator smirking.

"Hey, CK, that's my wife," a voice said. I turned my head towards the sound, next to Chloe. "You already got one. Stare at her."

I couldn't believe my eyes. Chloe had married him! "Bart!"

He grinned. "The one and only."

"You married him!" I asked, my gaze darting from Chloe and then back to Bart again.

Chloe shrugged. "You married her, didn't you?"

"Hey," I said, pointing an accusatory finger towards her. "You can't use things against me that I've already done that I have no clue I did."

Lois slapped me on the arm. "Way to go, Einstein!"

I gave her a bewildered stare. "What'd I do?"

"He might not know," Lois said, tossing her head in Bart's direction.

"No, it's ok," Chloe said. "He knows."

"You told him!"

Lois slapped me on the arm...again. "She married him, didn't she? She's gonna trust him enough to tell him!"

Chloe rolled her eyes again. "God, you guys were such a nightmare at this age."

When we continued to stare angrily at one another for a few more seconds she asked, "Are you guys getting in?"

I stepped in, still scowling, and I felt Lois do the same behind me.

Either Chloe's SUV was incredibly small, or I'd grown even more in the past few years.

Chloe was driving and Lois had gotten the passenger seat, leaving Bart and I stuck with the smaller seats.

We had been on the road for maybe ten minutes, and Chloe and Bart, thankfully, didn't try and make conversation. I, no, we, rather had too much on our minds.

And as much as I thought about the whole 'I'm not in my time' scenario, the more confused I became. No, not just confused. I was to the point of beating my head against something that even I couldn't break.

And when I was on the verge of asking Chloe how and when she had known my secret, Lois' voice burst out.

"Pull over!"

Chloe stared at her. "What?"

"Pull over, damnit!"

Chloe did so, screeching to a halt on the shoulder of the road.

As soon as she stopped, Lois fell out of the car, and a few seconds later, retching noises met my ears.

Chloe groaned and leaned her head against the steering wheel. "God, I hated morning sickness."

I exited the car and walked over to Lois. She had stopped throwing up, but her head was held in her shaking hands as she braced herself against the vehicle.

I knelt beside her.

"I'm not sure I can do this, Clark."

I frowned. "Do what?"

"I'm pregnant," Lois said. "How could you forget that?"

I'd never heard her voice so defeated before.

"Oh, right."

I had forgotten, but hopefully she didn't think so. I certainly wasn't going to tell her.

Besides, when did I actually have time to think about it? First I had found out that I was going to be a dad, then the whole Lex episode, then I found out that Chloe knew I was a strange visitor from another planet, which resulted in Chloe and I trying to convince Lois that I wasn't who she thought I was, and then I found out that even though we couldn't dissuade her from thinking so, she was still ok with it.

Only now, with Lois about to have a panic attack, did I fully realize that I was going to be a parent; a dad.

I collapsed back onto the car's closed door. Crap. This was not good.

"You did forget!" Lois snapped accusingly before getting up and stalking off into a nearby field of corn.

I stared after her. What the heck was all that about?

"She blames you."

I frowned as I turned my head. I hadn't even heard Chloe come up.

"What?" I asked as I righted myself.

"She blames you for getting her pregnant."

"But that wasn't even me!"

"And she knows that."

"Then why does she blame me?"

"Hormones."

I stared. Hormones made you crazy?

Chloe rolled her eyes. "You don't know what hormones are, Clark, so don't presume to."

"I do so know what they are!"

"No, you get urges to have sex. That is so not the same thing."

I was about to ask her what was so different when she spoke again.

"No, don't ask how they're different. It'll take years. What you do need to do is go talk to Lois. Not me and not anybody else. You. What to know why?"

What was she, psychic?

"Because in her mind, it's your fault, and no one, right not at least, is going to change her mind except you."

"But - "

"No but's, go."

I hesitated.

"Go," she softly repeated.

Again, for the second time that day, a strong sense of déjà vu hit me. Except this time, a sharp pain in my head followed it.

Holding my head, I fell to my knees, holding onto consciousness long enough to hear Chloe's scream for Lois before my world fell into darkness.

A/N: Grrr...I was going to update this a couplenights ago, but my dad kicked me off...sorry guys! Anyway, I hope you like it! And Chapter five will probably be a shorter wait because I've already got about a page written in it.
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Oh, and somebody said they were confused…..you're supposed to be…..

And Lana? She'll probably appear, but I'm not sure.