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Chapter Seven

++"A soulmate is someone who has the locks to fit our keys, and the keys to fit our locks. When we feel safe enough to open the locks, our truest selves step out and we can be completely and honestly who we; we can be loved for who we are and for who we're pretending to be.."++

Buzzzzzzz.

The door bell alerted Lois to the pizza delivery she had been desperately awaiting. The tension in the air was positively deafening as Clark sat in complete silence glaring at the TV screen.

When he first arrived Lois could hardly keep from floating away as she opened the door to greet him that feeling quickly disappeared after he displayed what a fowl mood he was in by grumbling a "hello" and shoving past her. He had been skulking on the couch ever since and anytime she tried to ask him what was wrong he'd point at the TV and give her an annoyed 'shhh' motion. For some strange reason it reminded her of their first meeting, he had the same air of arrogance as the boy she'd meet half-naked in a Kansas field.

"That'll be $15.50, Miss."

Lois passed the pizza boy the right amount of notes but dug around the bottom of her bag in search of the odd change, "God-dam-it!" she threw her hands up in annoyance unable to find the exact cents she needed.

Clark sat taking a silent delight in Lois's fruitless search but finally decided to help, collecting leftover change from his jacket and flinging it at the boy he shut the door in the boy's confused face.

"Whoa, rude much." Lois sighed as she trailed behind Clark's red hot path.

Before she could place the pizza down Clark whipped around to face her taking her by surprise she tried not to throw the box in the air, "What was that Lois?! Did you say something?"

She swallowed hard, there was one side of her that was ready to throw down and bitch out Clark for his attitude but there was the other side, the dare she says it, softer side that was urging her to just let him get his anger out so that she could really find out what he was so upset about.

She decided on a compromise.

Using the softest but sternest voice she could muster she motioned for him to sit back down on the couch, "Clark, what's gotten into you? That was no way to treat that poor boy. You've been sitting here all night brooding with the world on your shoulders," she tried to hide most of the insecurity she had been feeling about them but it escaped as she continued, "if you didn't want to come over tonight you didn't have to. If your having second thoughts about this, about us. I promise I'll understand."

This seemed to strike a chord within him as he turned towards her fire within his eyes, "I'm not the one having second thoughts."

She raised her eyebrows at his tone completely confused by this sudden flash of anger.

"Nice roses."

Lois followed his gaze and inwardly cursed, so this is what's got his panties in a bunch. He must have seen Bruce at the Planet, and assumed the worst.


Lois sighed as she waited for the elevator, the Planet was quiet now. It was after deadline and all the work for tomorrow's paper was done. She looked back towards the bullpen and could see Kara and Clark talking intently at his desk, a grin made its way over her features as she thought about how strange the two of them were and how much she wouldn't change that about them for the world. They were both so refreshing, they both were whirlwinds in Lois's world keeping her on her toes and she wouldn't have it any other way.

"Hello stranger."

A deep voice had snuck up behind her and she jumped as someone placed a hand over her eyes.

"Wayne." She smirked as she removed the hand and turned to give him a warm hug which he happily returned she could smell that ridiculously expense aftershave from a mile away.

She met Bruce when she was only thirteen, he was sixteen, rich and cool, he told her she was beautiful and strong, he embodied everything she'd ever thought a boyfriend would be. After his parents died Lois saw Bruce fewer and fewer times, the General was rarely stationed in Gotham or around Gotham so she had no excuse to see him. She worried about him constantly though and when she finally turned sixteen she ran away from where the General was stationed, ten hours away from Gotham and made her way back to him.

"For me?" She rolled her eyes at her own girly squeal as he handed her a bunch of red roses he'd brought for her earlier, "Of course! How could I not see my childhood sweetheart and not bring her some of her favorite flowers".

But after his parents tragic death Lois found that Bruce had built specially designed vaults to keep her out, it was like he was afraid of how she might react if she really saw how deep and dark the inside of his heart was. Their relationship was different, the openness between them was gone, the spark. They were both just too different now. He kept her at a distance, and if she was honest with herself, she'd admit she did the exact same. They sort unhealthy comfort from each other, a warm body next to them at night to make their empty souls feel somewhat home. It never worked though, and each time they found their way back into each others arms Lois promised herself it would be the last.

Her smile faltered slightly.

'And this was the reason why Bruce and I could never have worked out' she reminded herself. As much as she adored him, Bruce was always so preoccupied with being what he thought everyone wanted him to be. In some ways he reminded her of Clark, they were always so secretive, so mysterious. But the difference between the two, the most important distinction in her mind was that Clark was willing to let her in, even if he couldn't explain things to her he let her see how he really felt and she appreciated that.

Lois tried not to feel upset that he hadn't remembered lilies were her favorite flowers, and this was the way it had become between them they could never get back what they once had, she smiled sadly but quickly recovered.

"What are you doing in Metropolis? I mean other than seducing models and pissing off Lex Luthor."

Bruce tensed at the mention of Lex, "I don't know what you mean, Lane." The tension didn't go unnoticed by Lois; she sent him an amused smile.

"I herd about your little late night swim in the new Metropolis Museum fountain. Lex paid an arm and a leg for that thing. I don't think he appreciated you and your groupies desecrating it in front of the prestige of the town."

He visibly relaxed, "The invite promised a night of fun. My friends and I were just livening up the opening."

Lois chuckled at his boyish smirk, "Funny, I herd you weren't invite in the first place."

The elevator finally arrived and Lois walked into it without waiting for a response.

"Details details." He brushed off with a flick of his hand and held the elevator as he entered it behind her.

They stood in silence as people entered and left the lift before they finally come to the ground floor.

Approaching the large rotating doors of the Planet entrance and exit Lois placed a hand on Bruce's arm, "You are not following me home." Before he could protest she continued, "I told you Bruce you are one of my closest friends, but that's it. We're just not…"

"…good for each other." He finished with a genuine regretful smile. She nodded, "I know Lois, that's not why I'm here. There's something I need to tell you, as my oldest friend I wanted to confess something and as a Daily Planet reporter I wanted to give you the inside story."

She couldn't kept the façade up any longer, "I know a nice little café around the corner, great espressos and it's always busy so we won't have to worry about being over herd… Batman."

He nearly doubled over when he heard the name and the wicked grin she sent him reassured him that this news was not a cause of anger or upset for her, "How did you-"

She rolled her eyes, "Who else would have the audacity to throw Luthor out a window… other than me of course. Oh and the fact that you show up whenever the giant bat does is sort of a give away… I've had my suspicions for awhile now."

He smiled at her in amazement, "I should have known you'd figure it out."

"Duh! They don't call me the Daily Planet's ace reporter for nothing! Now are you still up for that coffee or are superheroes above mingling with the commoners?"

He placed his hand on her back and motioned towards to glass doors, "Lead the way Lane."


She bit her lip unable to divulge the truth about Bruce to Clark as she swore she wouldn't tell a soul about his double identity she blurted out a different truth,

"I love you."

The declaration caught Clark by surprise just as much as it did Lois. She covered her hands over her mouth instantly; Clark sat completely still gaping at her. He opened and closed his mouth a few times before Lois gained some confidence and stopped him, "I do. And this isn't the way I planned on telling you, but I wanted you to know. You don't have to feel threatened by Bruce or anyone else. I'm crazy about you I think I always will be."

"Lois I...I-" Clark stuttered and an unsettled look flittered across his face.

Lois tried to hide her slight feeling of rejection "It's alright Clark. You don't have too say it back, I mean that's not why I said it." She understood springing it on him like that was unfair but a part of her did expect him too say it back, and no matter how much she said otherwise it hurt her to think he might not feel the same.

Clark groaned and run his hands threw his hair in frustration, "Lois Lane you drive me crazy." She sent him a coy smile and he returned one of his own.

"Lois I want too say it but I don't want to just tell you, I want too show you."

He leant forward and grabbed both of her hands kissing her wrists where her heartbeat was steadily flowing; she felt electricity shoot threw her entire body.

"Do you trust me?"

She nodded silently and followed obediently as he led her towards her terrace. Once they were on the patio Clark moved towards her, his large hands encircling her waist she reached up and covered his shoulders with her arms, her fingers instinctively began playing with the wisps of hair on his neck leading towards his thick black mane.

"Close your eyes." He whispered huskily in her ear, she did instantly and she felt her heart speed up in response to his movements as he pulled her frame closer to his own.

She shivered as the night air seemed to shift and gripped tighter on Clark's shirt.

"Open them."

Lois let out a soft gasp and pulled Clark into her completely, holding onto him for dear life.

"We… we're… floating." She said in a strangled voice and Clark's heart clenched in fear and anticipation.

"It's beautiful." She gushed looking down at the city, relaxing every muscle in her body so she fit neatly against Clark.

He watched her and couldn't contain the smile as she survey the skyline with excitement and intrigue.

"Are you... your doing this?"

He nodded, choosing to enjoy this side of Lois that he had never seen before. Her eyes were the color of honey, her cheeks were red with excitement and her hair floated around her face framing the amazed smile that was gracing her beautiful features.

"I love you." He stated simply never looking away from her.

She looked at him for the first time wiping away the tear that had fallen down her face, "This is amazing, breathtaking. You're incredible."

He struggled with all of his emotions and could no longer stop himself; he captured her lips with his own in a fierce passionate kiss that said everything he'd never been able to say.

She loved him.

She accepted him.

She thought he was incredible.

It was everything he'd ever dreamed of and more. This was true love and he knew he'd never feel this way about anyone ever again, she was his only; she was his destiny he was finally home.

++Happiness is like the old man told me
Look for it, but you'll never find it all
But let it go, live your life and leave it
Then one day, wake up and she'll be home
Home, home, home++