Lois hoped and prayed that Kal-El would not talk at all, as he drove them to Metropolis.
But, alas, her prayers were not answered...
"I am curious about your reaction to Bruce," Kal-El said as he passed a car that he felt was going to slow to travel behind on the highway, "did he break up with you over your being in jail?"
Lois sighed and looked over at him.
"Did you not hear me at breakfast? Bruce and I were never anything."
"But he lead you to believe that you were?"
Lois shook her head and looked out of the window.
"No. I made myself believe it. I don't know. Something just clicked and I realized I'd been fooling myself. Now can we not talk about this?"
"We could not talk about it. But I would like to." was Kal-El's response. Lois looked over at him.
"I'll tell you what? I'll answer you about Bruce if you answer a question for me?"
Kal-El glanced over at her.
"You have a question for me? I cannot imagine what it could be." he said wryly.
Lois smiled.
"Tell me about your mother, Kal-El? How old were you when she 'died'?"
"Why would you want to know that?" was his response.
"I'm just curious."
"And yet you have never been curious about my mother before." Kal-El noted.
"Do you have a picture of her?" Lois asked, ignoring Kal-El's suspicious sounding tone.
Kal-El had to admit he was thrown. And at the same time, he also now knew, that Lois knew his mother was alive and still married to his father! That was the only thing this line of questioning could be about.
"Kal-El? What? Nothing to say?" Lois asked, almost jeering. She had him! She finally had him! And once he confessed all, she was telling her mother!
Kal-El did not answer her. He pulled off of the highway and into Metropolis, then pulled into a nearby convenience store parking lot. Kal-El turned off the engine and looked at Lois.
"My mother ran off. She left my father and no one knows where she is." Kal-El lied. "And it is not something my father likes talking about or remembering. I was a baby when she did this and no, I have no pictures of her. I am assuming you are asking me these questions because you were told something about her that you thought I should know?"
Lois said nothing. It had never occurred to her that Jor-El might still have a wife in name only. Still...Lionel Luthor had implied that Jor-El had been living with her this whole time.
Lois decided to back off-for now. Until she could find more proof.
"Alright, Kal-El. There is no need to be touchy about it. I'm sorry I brought it up. Now can we get moving and find my car?"
"I believe that the agreement was that I got to ask a question as well." Kal-El reminded her.
"Fine. Get it out." Lois said resignedly, leaning back in her seat. It was then, that Kal-El took one hand and rested it on her bare leg, before slowly allowing it to slide up her skirt...
"What are you doing?!" Lois snapped, as she attempted to budge his hand.
"I want to know, Lois Lane, what it would take to get the same attention from you that Bruce Wayne is getting?" Kal-El asked, only his tone didn't sound as if he was asking. It sounded more commanding than anything else.
Lois ignored the tingling jolt her body felt, at Kal-El's hand being underneath her skirt! And it was inching up towards her underwear.
"If you think I have any interest in you at all, think again! I hate and despise you." Lois told him matter-of-factly, as the tingling feeling began to course throughout her whole body.
"I understand that. But that was not my question." Kal-El said, as his hands began to slowly pull at her underwear.
"Are you out of your mind?! I don't 'hate' and 'despise', Bruce! So you will never get the same attention from me that I give to him! And you're supposed to be involved with Chloe, remember? My cousin?"
"I'll tell you what," Kal-El announced, ignoring her tirade, "I will tell you something I know about Bruce Wayne that you might want to investigate on your own. But only if you are kinder to me."
Lois just accepted the fact that Kal-El's hand, for now, was going to stay permanently up her skirt.
"You're telling me you know something about Bruce that's print worthy?"
"It may change your mind about him." Kal-El said, as his hand now moved inside of her underwear...
"Kal-El please! Get your hand out of there!"
"Fine, Lois. I will only remove my hand if you agree to share my bed tonight."
"What the hell is wrong with you? I am not having sex with you in the same bed that you did my cousin in!"
"Did I say it would be in my room at Luthor Manor? Or even yours?"
"No hotels! No motels!"
"So your answer is yes?" Kal-El demanded to know.
"Why are you doing this? You've had my sister and my cousin..." Lois said weakly, now feeling her insides turn to water as Kal-El hand began to stroke her intimate flesh.
Kal-El wasn't about to answer her question truthfully. What was he supposed to say? That he had been quietly incensed by his father's suggestion the other night, that Lois marry Bruce Wayne. That Bruce Wayne already had become some sort of surrogate brother of his that he certainly did not ask for. Kal-El already shared his father with this man, he certainly was not about to share Lois with him as well. He just was not. Why exactly he felt that way, Kal-El did not know. But he had also never been one to ponder things like emotions.
"Why do you Earthlings always ask that? Why? Maybe there is no why." was his response.
Lois pushed his hand out of her underwear(or Kal-El simply allowed her to move it) and she looked around. No one was in the parking lot, thank God!
"No. Now drive me to my car."
"May I ask why?"
"Ha! Now YOU want to know 'why'? I'll tell you, Kallie! First of all, I don't believe you know anything bad about Bruce! Secondly, even if you did know something bad about him, it probably isn't anything I can't get past. And lastly if you think for one moment, I would hurt Chloe by sleeping with you, then think again!"
"Alright, Lois. I get your general point. But we will take this topic up again at a later date."
Lois stared at him in disbelief!
"No. We will not. And we're going to pretend as if we never had this conversation. I am going to wipe the tingly feel of your hand..."
Lois stopped talking abruptly and coughed as Kal-El now stared at her. Hard.
"Tingly?"
"Just drive, okay?"
Kal-El said nothing more. He did as she asked. He drove. And smiled while he drove.
Lois parked in the undercar garage at the Daily Planet, skipping her classes altogether. She walked in to find everyone running around like chickens with their heads cut off!
Chloe hurried up to her!
"Where have you been? Never mind! Perry wants us both in his office now! Bruce Wayne is with him and he wants to know what we're working on." she told her cousin.
"Bruce is in Perry's office like right now?" Lois asked, walking over to her desk.
"Yes, Lois! And he wants to see both of us! I think people are going to be fired!" Chloe said worriedly.
"Bruce would never do that." Lois responded, picking up a very skimpily filled folder.
"How do you know? How does anyone know? I mean why would he buy this paper? He could've purchased one of the Gotham City newspapers!"
"Well, Chloe, why don't you tell him you're doing an article on why he bought this paper?"
"Cute! You're not worried because YOUR job is safe!" Chloe snapped.
"Meaning what?" Lois asked calmly. Chloe suddenly regretted her words.
"I'm sorry, Lois. I know you two aren't an official couple and that you've had your doubts..."
"Let's just go, okay?" Lois suggested, walking towards the elevators. Frankly, she could give a damn about what Chloe was implying. Lois felt like she could still feel Kal-El's hand on her inner thigh or something! It felt tingly and...and...it almost burned! She chalked it up to nerves and ignored the feeling.
When Lois and Chloe arrived at Perry's office, Cat Grant was coming out and was thanking Bruce profusely!
"Thank you so much, Mr. Wayne! Especially with what you're doing for my husband at your company!"
Lois frowned and walked up to them.
"Cat." Lois said, trying to hide her distaste for her fellow intern that she herself felt, wrote half assed stories about people, places and things. Now if anyone deserved not to be working here, it was Cat. But it didn't sound as if that were going to be the case.
Chloe frowned as well.
"Cat? I didn't realize you were married?"
"Nor did I know that your husband worked for Bruce." Lois said.
Cat slowly turned away from Bruce and gave the 'cousins' a patient smile.
"Chloe, I sent you an invitation to my wedding some months back. You did not R.S.V.P.. Lois, I did not send you an invite at all, so I can understand how you might not have known I was married.'"
"Oh I knew you were married," Lois replied, "I just didn't know your husband worked for Wayne Enterprises. What does he do?"
"Actually," Bruce interrupted, "Cat has a story to finish..."
"About baking cookies or something?" Lois asked. Cat's facial expression began to darken and Chloe coughed!
"You know something, MY work is a damned sight better..."
"Cat!" Lois gasped. "You said the word 'damn'! Stop it!"
Cat turned and skulked off. Bruce, who was dressed in a suit, folded his arms.
"Chloe, I would like to see you first. Mr. White is waiting. Lois, sit out here and behave yourself. Please." Bruce said with a patience that sounded like it was thinning. Lois could have cared less actually. She waited until Chloe went into the office with Bruce and they closed the door. She then walked off to the nearest bathroom! SOMETHING WAS STILL ON HER THIGH!
"Chloe Sullivan," Perry was telling Bruce, "is one of our best interns at the Planet. When a position opens up, she will probably be the first one hired.
Bruce did not respond to that. He looked over her prospective story, then down at Chloe, who was sitting in a chair, beaming at Mr. White's words.
"Ms. Sullivan, this story is about the Kryptonian who runs LuthorCorp at the moment."
Chloe nodded.
"Kal-El. From the House of El."
"Oh I know who he is. His father is one of my top scientists at Wayne Enterprises. But this story talks about his favorite foods, music...it's a puff piece."
Perry's eyes slowly went to Chloe's. Chloe slowly stood up.
"Mr. Wayne, I do not write 'puff pieces'."
"So then you plan to put more in here? You have an opportunity to tell our readers something about a man that is essentially very private. Maybe you could find out something about his childhood, politics, etc.."
Chloe just stared at Bruce. She knew how to write stories! And yet his tone just now was condescending as hell! But she looked at Perry and read the warning in his eyes.
"Of course. It's a work in progress." Chloe answered. Bruce smiled at her.
"Good. Then that's it. Perry, could you send Lois in and leave us alone?"
Perry nodded and he and Chloe walked towards the door. When they opened it, Lois was back in her chair, her expression one of wanting to be anywhere but here. There was something red on her thigh! What she needed was neosporin!
"Lois?" Perry said. "Mr. Wayne will see you now."
Lois eyed Perry.
"Where are you going?"
"He wants to speak to you alone." Perry told her. Lois's eyes moved from his, to Chloe's. Chloe didn't look especially happy. Lois nodded, clutched her skimpy folder and walked in, closing the door behind her.
As soon as the door was safely closed, Bruce's mouth surprised her own with a kiss that radiated so much carnal heat, that it covered her whole body like a blanket. First Kal-El's hand and now Bruce's kiss? What the hell had she woken up to today, Lois thought.
Meanwhile, Kal-El could see the Daily Planet from his office at LuthorCorp. He used his abilities to watch Bruce kiss Lois and decided that he would 'listen in' on their conversation. Kal-El did not think Lois was wrong in her assumption that Bruce was not serious about her. Now, he wanted to know WHY Bruce suddenly was taking Lois Lane very seriously.
