"There are times I thank God you're not my sister," Clark said.

Lois laughed as she snuggled closer to him and said, "And I thank God you're not my brother."

They were still in bed even though it was 6:00 in the evening.

"I can't believe we have to leave in the morning," he said.

"And we haven't seen the sights even once. We've been lounging around the hotel room."

"I don't know. I'd say you got a pretty good close up of Niagara Falls."

"You know what I mean. Let's get on one of those buses and see some of the sights before we go."

"If you really want to," he agreed. "It's funny about Glen, isn't it? Not turning out to be the bad guy. We were way off base."

"True, but if we hadn't been investigating Glen, it wouldn't have lead to catching real bad guys. At least, not until they tried to kill you as Superman anyway. We got an amazing article out of it, but can you believe Perry wasn't a bit surprised that we'd gotten a story while we were on our honeymoon. I think he knows us too well. Well, let's get up," she said going into action and finding their clothes for them. The clothing articles had been scattered across the room. "It's already getting late, and we'll probably be getting the last bus."

They dashed downstairs when they were dressed and arranged it all at the desk. It was the last bus. They'd made it just in time. They saw underneath the falls, the floral clock, and the last stop on the bus was the Skylon Tower. They could ride up the elevator and see the fireworks.

"I'm not going up it," Clark said as he surveyed the tall elevator. "You go ahead and ride it though."

"You'll miss the fireworks."

"I can see through the building and see as close as an individual spark if I want."

"So what are you going to do?"

"I'm going to stay down here and pick up some souvenirs from the shops."

"Let me get this straight? You're going to abandon your wife on our honeymoon, so you can go shopping?"

"No, I'll be waiting right here when you get down and you know Jimmy. The first thing he'll ask when we see him is 'what did you bring me back from Niagara Falls'?"

"I can't believe Superman is afraid of heights!" she said in exasperation, louder than she had intended. A couple of people looked at them funny, causing Clark to blush.

"It's just an elevator," she said more quietly. "What do you have to be afraid of? If something went wrong, and I'm not saying it's going to, but you can't get hurt and you go up much higher than that when you fly."

"I just don't trust elevators to take me up I guess."

"If I can trust being thousands of feet in the air with only a man's arms between me and the ground, you can trust an elevator. And what about the Daily Planet elevator?"

"That's different. You can't see that you're going up. That elevator is clear."

"We're going up if I have to drag you there."

"I need to go to the washroom," he said, referring to the Canadian word for restroom.

"Come on, you big baby," she said, taking him by the hand and pulling him toward the elevator.

Clark didn't look happy and he looked a little sick on top of it, but Lois was bringing him closer and closer to the elevator. He went weak whenever she wanted to drag him off somewhere. If she hadn't been able to, the red k Valentine's Day never would have happened. She was the only human being on the planet who could drag and push him at will like he was man of paper rather than man of steel. If the public knew, he'd probably be a laughing stock.

He gulped and turned around to face the solid wall. Lois laughed but patted him comfortingly on the back as they rode up to the top.

He relaxed once they were actually up there and watched the fireworks with her, and when they went back down, they brought everybody souvenirs from the shops in the Skylon Tower.

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When they got back to Metropolis the next day, Clark carried her over the threshold. They were laughing, still giddy from their honeymoon.

"Home, sweet home," Clark said. Then he asked her, "Do you think you'll miss your old apartment?"

"Why?" she asked. "We picked this one out together along with the furniture. You want to know the truth? I've only ever lived in one place that felt like home, the farm."

He smiled.

"There's a reason for that," she went on. "It's not the place but the people. Home is where the heart is. It's an overused saying, but it's true and my heart is with you, Smallville."

"I feel the same way," he said, taking her in his arms. "Home was never more like home then when you were with us. I didn't tell you at the time, but I didn't like it when you moved out. Look at us now. Who would've ever thought we'd be living together again?"

"Probably everybody but us," she smiled and gave him a kiss. "I love talking to you, but we have work tomorrow and we've got to get this place cleaned up a little. We haven't got to put away our wedding presents or anything yet."

"I know," he sighed. "I think we should break in our new bed as soon as we get done though."

"You read my mind."

He went to work in the kitchen, knowing she wouldn't know how to organize to get the most benefit from cooking and that's where most wedding gifts went anyway.

She carefully unfolded the pretty quilt Clark's great aunt had made them and was getting ready to take it to the bed in the spare bedroom when there was a knock at the door. She opened it.

"Can I borrow a cup of sugar?" asked the woman standing there.

Lois' mouth fell open in disbelief. It was Katie O'Conner. Then Rob O'Conner came up behind her and waved. They were the dimwitted but friendly couple she and Clark had met in Las Vegas. It's not that they were completely unlikable. The O'Conners had kept in touch for the past 3 years with occasional calls and lots of emails. They'd even visited once, but they could get on your nerves fast.

"What are you two doing here?" she asked.

"We're your new neighbors," Katie said cheerfully. "We decided to move to Metropolis, and we're going to be living right across the hall, isn't that great?"

"Clark!" Lois called out in her Superman-save-me voice.

The End