Chapter 14 is up! Thanks to my reviewers! (and even you silent readers. Iknow you're there!)

Warning: Fluffy Clois will ensue.


Chapter 14: All you need is love!

Clark had spent the last hour and a half in his loft. The sun was still high, but there was a slight sun shower over the area. Clark let the rain hit his face, which was cringed in deep thought. Martha had noticed that her son was very silent at dinner, and walked up the stairs to his loft hoping to find out why. "Honey, what's wrong?" she asked. Clark was staring blankly out the window, and Martha took a seat on the couch.

A few minutes passed in silence, and Martha, who was now sure that something was bothering her son, asked again. "Are you ok?"

Clark broke his stare and looked at his mother. "What do you do if you know that you want to do something so badly, but your afraid of the consequences, and even though your heart tells you to go for it, your head is pulling you back?"

"Well, it depends. It would really help if I knew what this something was."

"Mom, it's kind of embarrassing talking to you about this." Clark muttered

"Embarrassing? Since when are you embarrassed to talk to me?"

"It's complicated. . ."

"Is it a girl?"

"Sort of-"

"Let me guess; Tall, brunette, and currently residing in our humble home?"

"I really like her, mom." Clark blurted out.

"I don't blame you, she's quite a fireball," Martha chuckled. "So, what's the problem?"

"It's so weird, because at the same time I hate how pushy and annoying she is, but I can't stop thinking about her."

"Well, tell her! What do you have to lose?"

Clark shrugged. "It's harder for me, mom. No matter what I do, I will always be different, and I don't want my relationship with Lois to suffer the way mine and Lana's did. I don't want to lose her, and I'm petrified that no matter what I do, I'm gone push her away because of my secret."

The smile left Martha's face. "Clark, every since we found you, we've been doing everything in our power to protect you. We hid your origins from everyone, and made you do the same. But you're a man now, Clark. You have to decide for yourself if you want to tell Lois everything. But if you really love this girl, you owe it to her to tell her the truth, because it'll be the only way that she can truly love you back."

Clark sighed deeply. "I should go see her," he said as he moved towards the door.


Lois had driven straight to the Talon after the incident with Clark. Tears streaked mascara down her cheeks, and a cigarette dangled from her mouth, a habit that she had recently picked up again since Chloe's shooting. She blasted the radio, attempting to drown out the flurry of thoughts that were buzzing around her head.

She had wanted to kiss Clark so badly when they were on top of each other. But what stopped me? He was right there, and he didn't exactly fight back. He didn't even pull away.

She remembered his eyes so vividly. She had never really gotten such a good look at them until their incident. They were bright green, but had flecks of blue radiating out from the pupil that made his eyes appear different colors sometimes. She could have sworn that there was a little red in there as well, but she only saw it for a second, so she dismissed it as the lighting creating that illusion.

She arrived at the Talon just as it had begun to rain. She ran inside, slipping and sliding in the mud created by the rare sun shower that swept over the area, seeking cover under a newspaper. She walked into the Talon, which was still serving customers, but was dwindling in occupancy from the mid-afternoon rush to the diehard caffeine addicts that seemed to stay there all day. She rushed upstairs to the vacant apartment, and locked the door behind her, so nobody could see her cry.


Clark sped to the Talon. He had a hunch that Lois was there, considering her words to him before she left. He quickly checked his reflection in the store window, and then strolled inside. He spotted a waitress, and asked where Lois was, and was then directed upstairs.

Lois had stopped crying by now, and was simply staring out the window. She had washed her face and combed her hair, which had been windswept and matted by the rain. She suddenly heard a knock at the door. It's a vacant apartment, who the hell could it be? Well, at least I look slightly nicer now. She opened the door, and was genuinely shocked to see a certain farmboy standing in front of her. "Clark?"

"Can I come in?" He asked timidly. Lois led him inside, and shut the door. "Lois, I think we really need to talk."

"Yeah, Clark, I know. I'm sorry for running out today. I was just kind of embarrassed after what happened. But I overreacted. I don't know what came over me."

"Yeah, Lois. But that's not why I came here." Clark replied. "There's something I need to-"

"Look, Clark," Lois interrupted. She began speaking very quickly. "I need to get this off my chest and I may sound like a complete idiot but I've been going insane the past few weeks and I tried to tell you in the hospital but then Lex showed up and the truth is that this has been on my mind for a while so I'm just gonna spit it out. I really really like you, Clark." Lois stopped abruptly. A silence echoed in the room for what felt like an eternity.

"I think you should go," Lois whispered. She felt a lump well up in her throat, and her voice had a hitch that she sincerely wished hadn't been there. Clark was in complete shock, and didn't move from his spot.

"Lois, I-"

"No, Clark, just go. Don't-"

"Lois, I like you too." Clark interrupted.

"-try and make me feel better WHAT?"

"For a long time, actually. I just didn't know how to tell you."

"Well it couldn't have been any worse than my incoherent babbling!" Lois laughed.

"I happen to like your babbling. . ." Clark commented.

"Wow. Oh my god." Lois was practically speechless. "So, now what? I mean, where do we go from here?" Lois asked

"Well, there's always dinner and a movie?"

"OK. But tomorrow. I'm still trying to process this, actually."

Clark walked out of the room with a mile wide grin. He felt like he was on top of the world. But little did he know that bad news was, quite literally, right around the corner.


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