Title: It's Christmas Time in Smallville

Summary: It's Christmas at the Kent's house and this year a variety of dramatic and unexpected incidents will interrupt the festivities before the holidays are over. Lois/Clark, slight Chloe/Oliver. Post Pandora.

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters in this story, nor do I own any rights to the television show "Smallville". Just so you all know :P hum...

Author's Note: Needed to write a Christmas fic for something and I've been so annoyed with the end of Pandora so I decided on Smallville...Hope you like it!

Chapter 1

-- The day before Christmas(23th of December). 4:30 pm --

"Did you get the Broccoli too?" Lois eagerly began to dig around in the bag Clark had just put down on the counter.

"The Broccoli is with the other bags in the car." Carefully pulling her hands from the bag, stopping, what he suspected was the beginning of a nervous breakdown. "Relax. We got everything." Lois seemed to relax for a second before she remembered something else and once more turned into panic Lois.

"What about the chocolate? Did you get the chocolate?" Lois asked, not looking at him but at the many bags around them, a second later she desperately began to dig around in them for the chocolate. Clark was pretty sure she hadn't actually purchased any kind of chocolate. He quickly super speeding back and forth between the store and he soon held the chocolate in his hand.

"Here it is!" he quickly pretended to get it from one of the shopping bags next to him.

"You remembered the chocolate Smallville?" Lois seemed surprised, frowning slightly before smiling at him. "Well you officially saved the day. I hereby promise an extra large piece of Lois famous chocolate cake!" She quickly leaned up to kiss him. Remembering some of Lois past baking projects, Clark wasn't sure if an extra large piece of Lois famous chocolate cake was a reward or not. "Now!" She pulled away, patting his chest slightly. "Go and get the rest of the bags. I need to start cooking." Clark shook his head, thinking that this would be one odd Christmas. At least his mom was coming home later tonight, so he only had to keep Lois away from the kitchen for a few hours to save Christmas. Or at least the Christmas food.

"I'll be back in a second." Clark looked wary at Lois that was rummaging through the bags, then he decided she probably wouldn't burn or set fire to anything during the few moments it would take him to get the last bags from the car and get back to the kitchen.

-

Clark could sense there was something wrong the second he walked back into the kitchen, even more shopping bags in his arms. Maybe he shouldn't have taken that extra long run around Metropolis? There had been that fire in a large house in on the southwest side and it had taken a few more seconds than usual to put out. He put the bags down and headed over to Lois.

"What is it? Lois?" He pushed a few hairs that had escaped from her ponytail, out of her face. Lois didn't look at him, but instead turn the tap on and off repeatedly, splashing water on a whole bunch of carrots she had just deposited in the sink.

"It's nothing. It's just so typical, you know?" She took a few of the carrots from the sink and began chopping them roughly. "You count on someone to be there and then they let you down." She turned around waving the knife around. If his skin wasn't impenetrable Clark would have seriously worried about his own safety. "It's so typical men. Sorry." She looked apologetic at him, for waving the knife at him or putting men down, Clark wasn't sure. "But it is the way it is. But why would he have to work on Christmas? Do they need to raid something as a Christmas gift?" Lois tuned back to chopping the carrots, trying to hide the hurt in her eyes.

"Your dad canceled on you?" Clark said realizing what the ranting was all about. "That's too bad Lois. But maybe he really does need to work." Standing behind her, kissing her neck before carefully taking the knife from her hand, putting it down and then turning her around to face him.

"Yeah like that makes it any better." She spoke in to his chest. "But it doesn't matter. We'll have a great Christmas without him. Better than if he was here. Screw the General" Lois looked up and smiled at him, but she wasn't quite fooling anyone, not even herself. Clark was about to speak up when his phone suddenly buzzed. Quickly fishing it out from his pocket he looked at the caller ID.

"It's my mom. Don't try to cook anything while I'm gone. Okay?" He stroke her cheek, before taking a few steps back from her to avoid the punch she surely would be aiming at him.

"Haha very funny Smallville. You should know I been practicing my cooking. I can make apple pie, chocolate cake and rum cake now." She called after him as he exited the kitchen door to pick up the phone.

"That sounds promising." He called back to her. She threw one of the carrots after him; he could hear it connecting with the door just as he closed it.

"Hi mom" He quickly answered the phone glaring through the glass at Lois that had given up on the carrots and was chopping an apple. He guessed she was going to make apple pie – something she actually knew how to make. Clark felt slightly relived.

"Hi sweetie. I have some bad news – there is this Christmas party they need me to attend. And the weather is so horrible, I don't even know if my plane would be able to get off the ground....I know it's a bit last minute-" She sounded stressed, like she was in a hurry.

"You'll be home for Christmas, right?" Clark asked, worried. Christmas wouldn't be the same without his mom.

"Of course. I'm catching a private flight with one of the chairmen of Air-Fair International tomorrow morning. I hardly think they will cancel on him. I'll be there in time for Christmas dinner!" She said, and Clark could feel her smiling through the phone.

"Good!" He smiled too.

"But I'm afraid you'll have to take care of the cooking. Or is it you and Lois now?" Clark wasn't sure if his mom was a bit psychic or not, but it had taken her less than a second to realize he and Lois were finally "dating" when he first called her after their first date. Ever since then she seemed to have a knack for knowing when he was with Lois.

"Yeah it's me and Lois but, I don't know mom, can't we just wait for you? Letting Lois lose in the kitchen might be the last thing we ever do!" Clark warned her, smiling looking at Lois through the window, waving slightly. Lois waved back the knife in her hand. Clark prayed they would get through Christmas without her stabbing anyone with it.

"If you're waiting for me to cook then we'll be having Christmas dinner on Christmas day. Clark don't worry. The two of you will make a great team. I have to go, see you tomorrow sweetie."

"Bye." Clark sighted, ended the phone call and turned around to go back in. "Fantastic." Clark muttered to himself, as he entered the kitchen. "My mom needs to stay in Washington for a Christmas party tonight." Clark declared, Lois was fighting with a bag to get the large turkey out of one of it.

"Wow people are just avoiding us like the plague. Have you heard from Chloe? She said she'd call you to tell you if she was coming or not." Lois looked up, while, now struggling to get the big bird into the fridge.

"No. Not yet." Clark frowned; he and Chloe had been on a bit annoyed with each other this past month. Ever since he had decided to try to befriend Zod, something that was going slower than expected, she had though him a bit crazy. Maybe they just had different ideas of how to save the future.

"Well Chloe better not cancel on us." Lois said putting milk and cheese into the fridge, having given up on the turkey. It was simply sitting there on the counter taking up space.

"Why? Then it will be just the two of us." Clark raised an eyebrow, Lois was usually the one that insisted the most on Lois and Clark private time, but now she seemed a bit...something Clark wasn't sure what he would call it…

"Yeah! The two of us, and Ollie." Lois was trying her best too look busy as she broke these news to him.

"What? You invited Oliver?" Clark turned to stare at her, very surprised. "Without telling me?" Not that he minded Oliver, but...

"Well I kind of ran into him yesterday and he said he didn't have any plans for Christmas. I mean to mention it this morning, but we had so much fun...um grocery shopping...so I kind of got side tracked!" Lois looked slightly embarrassed. "Don't worry. It won't be awkward at all. We're all friends, right? Besides, Chloe is coming. There's no way she would blow off Christmas with her favorite cuz!" Lois tried her best to look convinced, even though she seemed to realize the potential awkwardness that could occur if more people canceled on them.

"Um yeah I'm just going to go and call her." Clark muttered, spending his and Lois first Christmas as a couple with only Oliver as company wasn't exactly something he Wanted to do. Chloe better tell him she was happy to come…

He quickly found Chloe's number and left the kitchen to head upstairs - Most Chloe and Clark conversations were not something he wanted to risk Lois overhearing. This was no different.

"Hi Chloe" He said, hoping to sound cheerful.

"Hi, what's up? Need me for something blur-" Chloe sounded a bit stressed, her voice strained.

"No, I was actually wondering if you were coming tomorrow?" Clark scratched his head absent mindedly.

"Is Zod coming? Because then you can count me out?" Chloe sounded a bit wary and Clark now guessed this was the reason she hadn't called yet. She probably thought Zod was invited for Christmas dinner. That would have been odd…

"What? No." He didn't want to tell Chloe he too secretly was as worried about how safe Zod was to be around. No way he would bring zod to his house, especially with Lois there. "Things are going slowly. He's a bit wary of me. Besides I've been busy." He quickly told her, not wanting to talk more about the topic of Zod or the earth's possible and probable destruction.

"Yeah well I suppose dating Lois while keeping up with your Blur duties might be a bit...time consuming?" She guessed.

"Actually it's been easier than I expected." Lois had gotten over any idea of him being the Blur, and he had only had to take off in the middle of a dinner date once. And he had managed to smooth it over by saying he had gotten food poisoning.

"That's good. Any plans on telling her yet?" Chloe asked, he could hear her typing something on her keyboard in the background.

"I don't want to put her in dang-" Clark wasn't interested in talking about the subject of his identity- especially on Christmas.

"Don't you think she's in more danger not knowing?" This was an endless discussion- tell or not tell? and it was hard to tell which side Chloe was on from time to time. Keep her cousin safe or let her in on the secret of a life time?

"Maybe. But now is not the time. But you're coming tomorrow then?!" He quickly changed the subject; he wanted to get back to stopping Lois from burning the kitchen down.

"Yeah, I already got my gift picked out for you!" Chloe sounded a bit more cheerful.

"Great, see you then Chloe!" Clark hoped his gift to Chloe's was good enough. He had spent most of his time thinking about what to get Lois and had almost forgotten his blond best friend.

"Bye Clark." Chloe quickly said as if she knew he was eager to get back to Lois. Quickly putting his phone back into his pocket he headed down stairs and into the kitchen, that to his surprise was empty.

"Lois? Lois? Come on Lois! Hide and seek? Really? Very mature!" Quickly spinning around the empty kitchen. Where had Lois gone? It only took Clark a second to notice the broken jar and spilled peaches on the floor and only another second to be in full worrying mood. Had something happened to Lois? Had someone taken her? Zod? Had he gone rough earlier then he was supposed to and started with picking off the people he cared about the most? Panicked, he immediately headed for the door. "Lois?" He called to the open landscape, as he hurriedly walked down the stairs. "LOIS?"

"What, Smallville?" Clark's head snapped to the left to see Lois getting out of the storm cellar, he quickly hurried over to her, doing his best to keep his speed human-like. "Relax Clark. I just went to get this from the storm cellar." A jar of peaches rested in her left hand. "God, Clark, did you think Aliens had abducted me or what?" She frowned at his apparent freaked out expression, before patting his shoulder.

"I don't know… I guess I just worry about you. There was a broken jar inside and…" He realized his panic was a bit ridicules, but Lois had a knack for getting into trouble. And he had a knack for worrying about her, especially now that they were really together.

"Well that's why I went to get this one!" Lois held up the jar, waving it at him like he was a less intelligent creature of some sort. Like maybe a slug or a cow. "Could we please go inside. Before I get frost bites, preferably." Lois asked mockingly, but Clark could tell she really was cold. She walked past him with a slightly annoyed face.

"Yeah. Why don't I get a fire started? We can have some hot coca-"Clark suggested as he walked after her, quickly catching up.

"But Clark, we need to finish making Christmas dinner." Lois insisted. "Especially now, with Mrs. Kent deserting us before the troops have even moved out!" Clark wondered once again how in the world he would save the Christmas food from Lois now that his mom was expecting Lois and him to cook.

"We have all of tomorrow to do that. Why don't we just focus on getting you warmed up?" Lois was indeed still looking very frozen, despite the weather being quite mild. Or mild wasn't the right word Clark supposed. Mild for Smallville. Just above 35 and it looked like it was about to rain or snow if the temperature kept dropping, but thankful there was no wind. Clark found himself wishing for a white Christmas - that would be something that had gone right with this Christmas. A White Christmas would be something he and Lois could remember about their first Christmas together...

"That sounds like a plan." Lois smiled at him. "But only if it involves some sort of R-rated activity being performed." Lois said suggestively as they entered the house, she was franticly rubbing her hand together for warmth. Taking her hands in his warming them Clark raised an eyebrow.

"I think we can arrange for that." He said amused, still holding onto her hands - they were deep frozen - at least it felt like that to Clark.

"Gross Smallville. I meant the X-box." Lois pulled one hand away from his and punched his shoulder playfully. "Let's kill some zombies" She pulled him along towards the living room.

"Sure." Clark smiled widely at her excitement. The X-box was an early Christmas gift for him – but since he never played, had been there when she bought and been forced to pay for it, you could probably call it a Christmas gift for her instead. But it made her happy and that made Clark happy. Win-win Lois had called it in the store.

-

"You're getting the hang of this Smallville." Lois turned from the screen. He had just been killed for the 100th time or so. Clark frowned. "Ohh who are we kidding. You're never going to get the hang of this." She leaned closer to him on the sofa. "But I like you anyway. How about that hot cocoa you promised me?" She pushed at him slightly, making him get off the sofa. She smiled like a smiled like a Cheshire cat as he headed for the kitchen.

"Remember to put extra sugar in mine."Lois called after him.

Mixing the milk, cacao and sugar together, before quickly using his heat vision to heat the chocolaty-drink to the exactly right temperature he walked back into the living room, chocolate in hand, less than a minute later.

"That was quick. Did you use the microwave?" Lois put the control down. She had clearly decided to challenge the zombies without his help, and with much greater success. "Because that's cheating you know." She raised an eyebrow judgingly.

"No. I didn't cheat." Clark wondered if he was blushing. Technically he hadn't used the microwave – but he had cheated – if you could call using his powers cheating. You probably could.

"So are we having a fire or what?" She looked at the empty fire place, clearly deciding to give up the chocolate discussion.

"I'll get it started." Clark quickly headed over to the fire place, but Lois got up to stop him.

"I'll fix the fire. It requires some real muscles you know!" She looked at him with an amused glace.

"I'm sure it does." Clark rolled his eyes, ignoring the fact that he was twice her size and the fact that muscles had very little to do with "fire starting-skills", instead he headed over to the couch to put there hot chocolate down on the table next to it.

"Where are the matches?" Lois looked back at him from the floor, in front of the fireplace. Clark walked over to the desk, picking up the box tossing it over to her. He quickly picked up the camera that lay forgotten on the desk. Time to preserve some Christmas memories...

"Great! Now you're throwing things at me? I'm offended." Lois turned to him just as the camera flashed. "And blinding me?! You're really a horrible person, Smallville." She smiled as she held up a hand to cover her eyes.

To Clark surprise Lois turned out to be a very good fire-maker and within a few minutes a crackling fire was burning before them. Lois seemed very smug with her clear success in this simple task.

"I think I'll take some of those other R- rated things right about now." Lois grabbed a hold of his shirt pulling the camera from his grip, setting it back down on the desk.

"I thought you-" She stopped him from speaking by kissing him roughly pushing him over to the sofa.

"Shut up Smallville!" She smiled as she sat him down in the sofa before she leaned down to kiss him once more and soon they were too lost in each other to notice anything else. The hot chocolate stood forgotten on the table next to them, getting colder by the minute.

-

"I don't like this song." Lois said sleepily her hand reaching out for the radio, but instead of finding the radio her hand connected with Clarks face, abruptly waking him from his half sleeping state. He wasn't even aware she was awake, he barely was. Their make out session and turned into a cuddeling party and then ended with both of them half asleep, her on top of him in a quite un comfortable position. He groaned and turned his head to look at her.

"You don't like Rudolf the Red Nosed Rain Deer? What are you? The Grinch?" He raised an eyebrow while reaching over to change the station. Seconds later jingle bells floated through the air instead.

"No I just think it's a stupid song." Lois leaned back against him again, looking around the room. It was still missing a tree but quite a few other decorations clearly showed it was Christmas. Lights were hanging in front of the window; stockings were lying forgotten by the fire and tinsel hung from a variety of places. It sure was Christmas.

"I'm still deeply disturbed by the fact that you don't have a tree yet." She popped herself up, elbowing Clark in the chest at the same time.

"I told you, we'll get it in the morning. It'll be nicer that way." He stroke her hair before, sliding her off his chest on to the sofa, half turning her so she was facing him now.

"Whatever you say, farm boy! And can I translate the We and Tomorrow as an invitation to spend the night?" She raised an eyebrow questioningly while leading closer to him.

"Yes. In separate bedrooms, on different floors." Clark could feel himself blush slightly. He wasn't sure if Lois was indicating that she wanted to spend the night with him, but he was pretty sure they had a few things to discus before anything close to sharing a bed was on the agenda.

"You know, you are the most gentleman-ly guy I have ever met." She leaned closer to him.

"I'll take that as a compliment coming from you." Clark smiled and she leaned up to kiss him, but stopped half way, her eyes directed towards the kitchen.

"You should..."she began uncertainly" um… Clark. Should there be smoke coming from the kitchen?"

"No there shouldn't."Clark turned; horrified as he noticed the black smoke that was coming from the oven. The oven that from what he knew wasn't even being used...

Thanks for reading and reviewing! Next chapter coming soon! Ohh and Merry Christmas everyone! I hope you all got what you wanted for Christmas - I did and I'm super happy about it! Oh and tips for gift from Lois to Clark and from Clark to Lois and for Chloe- Clark too. Be creativ! I have a few ideas, but this story is still work in progress (bad me for posting something that haven't been beta read or is finished! Bad girl, bad! There will be no cookies for me tomorrow.) So give me ideas!