Title: Unborn (Part 6)
Series: Lois & Clark
Author: Singing Violin
Rating: K+
Summary: After the honeymoon and before the series finale, Clark makes a choice that isn't really his to make.
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...CONTINUED FROM PART 5

She awoke slowly. First, she took a deep breath and snuggled against her husband. Then, reluctant to leave his warm embrace but aware of the bodily needs that called her to exit the bed, she began to stretch her limbs, like a cat awakening from a nap.

Then, she opened her eyes, and reality washed over her like the cold, salty seawater after diving off a cliff.

Quickly, she closed her eyes again, hoping that it was all a dream, but when her lids parted a second time, her surroundings - a curtained-off area of an emergency room - had not disappeared.

To make matters worse, her husband was staring at her. With concern. With pity. With...guilt?

She searched his eyes for the truth, which had always been transparent to her, but she could not read him today. Her eyes threatened to overflow and she turned away.

He spoke her name, softly, gently. She ignored him. Briefly, she wondered whether he was ignoring cries of help to stay here with her. The thought quickly escaped. Really, there was only one thing on her mind.

When the doctor entered, she finally spoke aloud.

"I want to see my baby."

The doctor nodded, and parted through the curtains.

Clark protested. Why was he protesting? She barely heard his words...he was making excuses. There was something he didn't want her to know. He was saying it would be too difficult...traumatic. She could handle it. He should know she could handle it. She was Lois Lane. She could handle anything, especially with her husband...no, this was something she needed to do alone.

"Clark, please...leave me alone with my child."

The hurt in his eyes was palpable, as he was poised to leave. He looked as if she'd asked him never to come back.

But before he could exit, the doctor returned, making the exchange moot.

"It's...gone, Miss Lane."

She sighed. "I know...I want to see the body."

"No, Miss Lane, you don't understand...the body has disappeared."

TO BE CONTINUED...