Thank you very much for the reviews, to show my appreciation here is two more chapters. Hope you enjoy, Lise.
Chapter2:
Some time later:
"Okay, so I understand now that he has a fairly good reason to brood all the time, but why come to me? Why not Chloe or Lana?" Martha looks at Lois and lets out a sad, sympathetic smile, almost whispering,
"They don't have what it takes to bring Clark back."
"And I do?" Lois replies heatedly, standing and knocking the chair over backwards. A pressure forming behind her eyes, 'why am I so upset?' Even Lois' inner voice didn't have anything insightful to add.
Martha sits quietly, waiting for the enigma that is Lois Lane to pull herself together and return to the game. 'C'mon Lane. Pull yourself together. Ma Kent wants your help 'cause you have a sisterly roll in Clark's life.''Pfft… who are you kidding? You're one deluded girl!''This is so not helping. Just bring it Lane. Bring it!'
Lois sweeps her unruly hair into a tighter pony tail, reins in her emotions, rights the chair and sits down. Her appearance now all business. "Sorry, so what's the plan?" her voice detached, belying her true unease.
"I honestly don't know Lois, but I know he's in one of three places." Lois raises her eyebrows in a please continue gesture.
"Metropolis, Miami or somewhere in Alaska." Lois is shocked.
"He probably won't be in Miami, even as Kal, he isn't into the beach scene all that much."
"Uh-huh. So Kal as in evilly possessed?"
"Not evilly possessed, more inhibition free. I'd check Metropolis first though, in the clubs and all that." Lois didn't know whether to be more shocked by the fact Smallville's been in a club or that his Mom knows about it. Bet the Boy Scout tells his Mom everything.
"You sure you'll be alright by yourself?" Lois asks as she picks her keys up.
"I'll be fine thank you. Lois, honey…why don't you crash in Clark's room first. You've been up for quite a while and I don't want you to drive tired and have an accident."
"Sure thing Mrs. Kent. Thanks!" Lois drops her keys and half-heartedly trudges up the stairs to Clark's room.
Martha sighs and stands unsteadily. Having every intention of putting the glasses and water pitcher away but being devoid of all energy. Martha glances between the stairs and the couch. Her mind quickly made up as she makes the trek to the lounge room. Martha sinks into the couch thinking, 'a short nap sounds like heaven.'
Lois' car, 30 mins outside of Metropolis:
Great Lane, now look what you've got yourself into. An AWOL alien farm boy and almost 100 clubs in Metropolis to search through. I shudder as I think about the unsavoriness of some of the clubs in the big city. Might as well check those first just to get them out of the way. Already feeling dirty about stepping foot in those joints. So what are you gonna do Lane? Walk up to him and drag him back?
'Ha! You gotta be stupid if you think that'll work.' Shove the kryptonite in his face and make him come back? 'Ha! Too many witnesses stupid!'
So now what? My inner voice is silent. Leaving me alone and completely devoid of a plan. I mentally chastise myself for allowing myself to be trapped in this position. And then chastise myself again knowing that I wouldn't have it any other way. I change lanes. Heading towards my father's empty apartment to shower and change before heading to the west-side of Metropolis.
Sorry for the shorter chapter, the chapters seem to write themselves so some are lengthy and others not too lengthy.
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