Sorry I took so long on this, but work has been busy.

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They had spent the next hour taking pictures of the warehouse and grilling the tied up men. They had, of course, called the police, but considering the part of town they were in neither was surprised at how long it took them to respond. They had given the police their statements, Clark's being heavily edited, and were now driving towards Lois' apartment.

She was giddy from the night's events. So much had happened and her mind couldn't rest. It kept bouncing from one thing to another. The story had turned out even juicier than she could have hoped. They discovered that two of the operation's armed guards were off duty dirty cops. It always helps to have people on the inside, she would give them that. If that weren't enough, they found evidence that showed that the dealers had bought off several influential people in the port authority's office. Not that that was a big shock considering the amount of drugs they had found.

All of this usually would have crowded every other thought out of her head, but something even bigger had happened that amazed her even more. She had been saved by a mysterious stranger…who flew. He flew and he had taken her along for the ride. Her stomach flipped at the memory of soaring weightlessly high above the city.

As if he could read her thoughts, Clarks broke her quiet meditation, "What a night, huh? You never got around to telling me how you managed to disappear into thin air." He tried to put as much incredulity and curiosity into his tone as possible.

He was watching as she took her eyes off the road and cast him a side long glance. "It was the most amazing thing, Clark. I was moments from slipping off that building when I felt arms wrap around me. I wasn't thinking straight and thought someone was attacking me, which considering where I was, was pretty impossible. I tried to fight him off, but he didn't fight back, he just held me. That's when I started to look around and realized…I r-realized that I was high in the air…flying." He heart picked up just thinking about it.

She saw his eyebrows shoot up. "Flying? You flew?" He could play stupid with the best of them.

"Not me. The guy holding me, Clark," she said exasperated, rolling her eyes.

"Did he hurt you?" Clark ran his eyes over her and gently touched her shoulder.

His concern made her smile. "No. He took me a few blocks away and set me down. He said he was here to help and then disappeared. I'm pretty sure he's the one who beat up our friendly neighborhood drug dealers."

"Hmm. You could be right. That would explain a lot." Clark rubbed his hands together, his nerves a little frayed. She didn't seem to be suspicious of him at all. He took a deep calming breath. I think I got away with it. Everything is fine.

He was trying not to stare at her while she drove; his self admit ion of love for her fresh on his mind. He wasn't being terribly successful. He watched transfixed as she animatedly was describing her flight. Her eyes flashed with enthusiasm and she waved her hands to emphasize her points. He felt a large smile appear, he couldn't help himself. She wasn't freaked out by his ability. It sounded like she had actually enjoyed the experience. Warmth spread through his entire body. The way she seemed to accept him – well the flying stranger – loosened a knot he hadn't realized had formed around his heart.

"As soon as we get back to my place I'm going to start working on this. We have a major scoop on this and we can't waste any time."

"You're right. Let's get to work," Clark said unbuckling his seatbelt.

They turned and smiled at each other. "We really have something here, Clark. Let's get ourselves out of the basement, shall we?"

"I won't complain if the first Kent-Lane piece inflates my paycheck with a move and a raise."

"Pfft. What is this Kent-Lane business? It's Lane-Kent all the way, and just try to argue with me."

Clark laughed and they got out of the car and walked across the street. He could handle being just friends with Lois after tonight, right? He had to. He reminded himself of all the very compelling reasons why that was true. His heart tightened as he mentally went down the list. He had to do this for both of them, he decided, and walked up the stairs to her apartment.

A\N: Okay guys, I know it's incredibly short, but I warned you it would be. To those of you who wanted me to just up and get them together after Clark figures out how he feels…how could I, when you will probably agree that the show could have been titled 'Angstville'. It's no fun if they don't squirm a little first.

Secondly, I added a little bit to the end of ch 2. During the part Lois recalls they slept together. I did so because I had a few people comment that Lois should have known from the beginning that she'd had sex. So, I put a band aid on the problem. This just goes to show you that I really do read and pay attention to your reviews. If you don't like something let me know and the same goes for if there's something you really want to see. You never know. You just might get your wish. I am not above retroactive change. :D