Disclaimer: I do not own Lois, Clark, Perry, Jimmy, Martha, Jonathan or Lex Luthor. All other characters are mine.
Author's note: I am so sorry guys for not updating in forever. I'm gonna try and finish this story in the next couple of weeks though.
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Clark takes a deep breath before he picks up the phone. He prepares for the worst.
"Hello?"
"Mr Kent? This is Dr Wright, your fiancées doctor. Ms Lane just came out of her coma. She's been asking for you."
"Oh my god, really? Thank you, doctor. Tell her I'll be there immediately."
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Clark runs through the hospital corridor and through the doors to room 7. The sight of Lois sitting in her bed, helped by some pillows, takes a big weight from his heart. However, he still can't help feeling it's his fault she's lying there in the first place. He smiles, walks over to her, takes her hand and sits down on the chair next to the bed.
"I thought I'd lost you. I can't believe I let this happened, I should have gone after you, even though you told me not to."
"Oh Clark, don't do this to yourself. The important thing is that the baby and I are ok."
"But are you really? You were in a coma for heaven's sake!"
"As for right now, I still feel terrible, but the doctor said that I should be fully recovered within the next month. He's never seen anything like this; he says I must have had a guardian angel looking out for me."
"Either that, or a superbaby who can help his mother heal."
"You think so?" She thinks about it for a while "Well, I suppose you're right, if he could make me fly I suppose he could heal me."
"So, when are they letting you out of here?"
"They want to keep me for a couple of days to run some tests, but I think Dr Wright said something about this weekend."
"That's great. Listen, I'm just gonna call Perry and let him know you're better, and then I'll be right back. I'm not leaving you again, I promise."
"Thanks. But Clark, just so you know, we're still not ok..."
"I know Lois, and I totally understand. I'll be right back, ok?"
"Alright."
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In the next couple of days Lois is making a remarkable recovery, and Clark visits every day. Saturday morning comes and Lois is released. Clark takes her back to her place, but promises to stay with her. Later that night, they finally talk and get everything cleared out.
"Lois, you must understand why I couldn't tell you. I had to be sure you loved me as Clark AND Superman, just not one or the other. I do regret not telling you before I left though. I thought about come see you in LA, as Superman, and reveal my secret, but then I realized that that's not how I wanted it to happened. I wanted to tell you and then be there for you, not just take off because I had work waiting for me in India or China or Uzbekistan..."
"This is still a huge thing, and I hope you can understand that I'm going to need time. I need to figure things out, and to take in everything that has happened recently. That's why I need to be alone for a while."
"Sure Lois, I'll give you all the time you need."
"No Clark, not like that. I mean I'm not sure about anything right now. About us, about work, about this baby..."
"What are you saying? Are you telling me you don't want to be with me?"
"I don't know, Clark. I DON'T KNOW." Tears are streaming down her cheeks. "That's why I think it's best if we don't see each other for a while."
" I love you Lois. I want to be with you. I want to marry you and have a baby with you. But, if this is what you want I'll respect that."
"It's what I want."
Clark stays and helps Lois to bed before he takes off. He goes to bed, but as he finds it impossible he goes for a fly over the city. How did things come to this?
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Author's note: Horrible, I know. Once one thing sorts out, another comes and makes life difficult. Please review, even though I've been really mean to ya'll and not updated in almost three years.
