Lois looked at herself in the mirror one more time. She wanted to make sure she looked perfect for tonight. Her hair was pinned down on one side of her face, but it flowed down freely on the other. Her make-up was simple except for her deep red lipstick, which only helped to compliment the black cocktail dress that barely reached her knees.

After she was satisfied with her appearance, she slipped into her short black heels and stepped out onto the balcony. She welcomed the light breeze as it slightly soothed her nerves, and then closed her eyes and whispered "I hope this works."

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Clark stared at the ceiling as he lay on his bed with his arms behind his head. He still couldn't believe he was in Lois' house. He had spent most of the evening getting to know Jason. They had played the piano for awhile before dinner, and even had time for some card games as well.

Throughout the meal, he and Lois had reminisced over some of their more memorable reporting adventures (most of which ended with Superman saving the day). Jason seemed enthralled with any story involving the high-flying superhero. His excitement made Clark secretly proud that he impressed his son, and he only wished he could share with Jason that he was equally proud of his accomplishments.

Clark sat up and leaned to pull out his super suit from under the bed. He had been waiting to see if anyone would knock on his door before he decided to take his usual flight out into the night sky.

After he changed his clothes, he floated silently over to the window and undid the latch as quietly as possible. He was only about fifty feet in the air when he heard Lois calling from the other end of the house.

"Superman!" she said barely above a whisper. "Superman!"

Clark took a moment to consider if it was wise to answer the call, but he quickly flew over as he realized how desperately he wanted an explanation for last night.

He made sure to make it look like he had flown from a different direction as he descended next to the balcony with his arms crossed.

"Good evening Lois." he said without any emotion.

She looked as though she had planned to say something, but had forgotten how to speak at the sight of him actually being there.

"You came." she said as she finally broke the silence.

"Lois, a part of me will always hear you." he said as he looked towards his feet that just happened to be suspended twelve feet above the ground. "Now, is there something I can help you…?"

"I broke it off with Richard." she blurted out.

Clark tried to look as surprised as possible even though he had known this information for over a day. When he didn't say anything, she continued.

"I did it for you. No matter how hard I try to convince myself otherwise, I never stopped loving you."

He could tell this was hard for her to say because her voice cracked slightly and her eyes began to fill with tears. He was too overwhelmed to move.

"That is why I couldn't meet you at the pier. It was too much to deal with all at once. I needed some time."

"Lois, I don't know what to say." he stammered as he dropped his arms.

She then met his eyes. "Don't say anything. I want to show you something."

He hesitated, unsure of how to process everything she had just revealed.

"Please." she said softly.

He slowly raised himself up and over the balcony so that he was standing next to her.

"Follow me." she said as she took his hand and led him to the middle of her room.

"Close your eyes and wait here." she said as she let go of his hand and walked towards the wall. He heard her turn off the lights and then walk back towards him.

"Okay. Open your eyes." she whispered.

Clark gasped as he stared at the walls and ceiling. Lois had covered the room with glow in the dark stars. She watched for his reaction as she stood in front of him with a single lit candle.

"You always take me to such amazing heights in the clouds. I thought I could take you to the stars." she smiled.

Clark was touched by the gesture. No one had ever done anything like this for him. He reached out his hand slowly and took the candle from Lois. He placed it on her dresser and then turned to face her again.

She looked so innocent standing alone in the center of the room. He closed the distance between them in two strides and placed one hand on her cheek before leaning in to meet her lips.

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Their kiss started out soft, but soon deepened as their passion grew. Superman let his hands lower as he pulled her closer. She began running her fingers through his hair before slightly pulling away. She moved so that she was standing behind him.

Lois then slowly, but deliberately, began pulling his suit down over his arms. She stopped at his waist and began sliding her hands over the curves of his back. She kissed his shoulders softly as his muscles tightened and he took in a sharp breath.

When her fingers grazed the kryptonite wound on his back, she let out a little gasp. Superman was supposed to be the man of steel, yet there was still a faint scar from the mysterious rock. He seemed to sense her surprise and started to turn around.

"Don't." she found herself saying. She leaned down and kissed the scar before continuing to take off his suit. When she was finished, he stepped out of the clothes now at his feet and turned around as Lois raised her arms into the air. He quickly got the message and lightly pulled her dress up and over her head. He seemed pleasantly surprised that she hadn't been wearing anything under the dress as she stepped back out of her shoes.

She could tell his patience was fading as he closed the distance between them one last time. He swiftly lifted her up and laid her on the bed. He then lowered himself on top of her and leaned into her ear. "I love you, Lois." he whispered.