AN: Sorry, If I took longer then expected, school is really doing a number on me. I don't know how I did with this, so like always I'll leave that up to you guys to say how it is.
Thanks: To Mysterious-Vixen who has supplied some of the ideals and lines in this update. Thanks so much, can always count on you to get me out of a pinch. To Liza who's vids inspire me, she displays how Clois should really be.
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Chapter 8 Part 4/ ACT II : Red, White, Blue and Lexy, Too!
Clark watches as Chloe walks over to the table where the rest of the gang waited to hear what was up. He turns around, heads to the bar and stands beside her.
"We have to talk." Clark saids, scaring "The Hell" out of Lois who jumped at his sudden appearance.
"Thanks for the heart attack, Kent." she wipes off a bit of the tequila that fell on her shirt.
"I'm serious, we need to talk."
Lois shoots him an annoyed look. "You can talk all you want, Smallville. Coz in a few minutes..." downing another shot. "...I won't understand a word you say."
Clark looks at her as she drinks. "Is that really necessary?"
"Yes! To me it is." drinking yet another. She grabs Clark's arm pulling him down onto the stool next to her, giving him an ear full. "Out of all the people in those rooms. What are the odds that we got chosen the same time...Hell, out of all the places we could of gone to on Spring Break! What are the chances we end up on the same freakken cruise?"
"Well, isn't that telling you something?"
"Yeah, I'm cursed!" she snarks.
"Lois, I'm being serious."
"So am I." she teases, starring at him.
Clark notices something and reaches his hand out to her face. "You're lip is bleeding."
He rest his hand on her chin, gently wiping the blood from her bottom lip with his thumb, Lois' eyes closes at his touch, feeling sensations spread through her body. She pushes his hand away, not trusting herself around him.
"It's just a cut...I musta had did it, when I was putting Fog Horn in his place. It's no big deal."
Clark shakes his head placing his hand over Lois', worried about her and his face showing so.
"Owe! No, touchy." Lois saids, pulling her hand away. The one she hurt by plowing it into Fog horn Leg horn's face. "I'm not your girlfriend, Kent. So, stop acting like it."
"Fine!" Clark grumbles. Knowing Lois was pulling out all the stops at pushing people away, just not knowing why, exactly.
He walks over to the others at the table, giving Lois some space and time to cool off, all he can do for the moment.
He sits down by Chloe, at their round booth next to the dance floor. "How is she?" Chloe asks.
"Wasted." he sighs.
"Bro, don't worry so much. Lois is a big girl she can handle herself."
Clark just shakes his head, not wanting to hear any advice from her ex. He cups his hands on his face leaning his elbows onto the table.
"Dude, seriously what is her problem?" Bart asks, leaning back in his chair. "I knew she disliked you. But, God! She acts like she hates you!"
Clark rubs his hands through his hair even more, looking as though he would rip each strand from his head.
"Bart!" Chloe hisses, staring death his way. She kicks his leg under the table, making him loose his footing.
"Whoa...Whoooa!" He tumbles back-wards, chair and all into the path of a passing waitress.
The waitress stumbles onto Bart, his hands cupping her breasts, the way he caught her as she fell.
Bart's cheeks' tints red. "So...you come here often?"
The waitress looks at where his hands are then returns her eyes to his face in an evil glare. "Pervert!" she yells, smacking him across the face. Then rising off him to leave, kicking him in the side before going.
Her tray of drinks went flying ahead of her onto the nearby Lana Lang. The pitcher of beer drenching her from head to toe. She sits in totally sub-coming shock, not believing something else has happen to "her" yet again.
"What the Fu...!" she stops not finishing her words, instead looking around at the faces starring at her. She clears her throat, speaking back in her timid innocent voice. "I mean...What the heck!"
Chloe raises out of her seat, napkins in hand to help Lana clean off, Bart fixing his seat and placing himself back in it. AC and Clark smirking at him, making him blush even more. "Hada nice trip, Bro?"
"Sure do have a way of making the Ladies fall for you, Bart." Clark strides.
"Ha ha. real funny." Bart mocks, breaking a piece of bread stick from the basket and throwing it at Clark and AC.
Lana pounds the napkins down on the table, after using them to dry herself off. "I'm so glad someone is having fun, cuz yet again I managed to get messed upon!" She pouts, pissed that another of her outfits is ruined and that she's wet, again.
"Again?" Clark asks, not understanding her.
"Lois had a bit of an upset stomach earlier and..." Chloe began.
"Lois hurled on YOU!" Bart shouts, laughing as he pictured the event in his mind, getting death glares from both Chloe and Lana. While AC and Clark fought hard to stifle back their laugh, faces turning red in their attempts.
Chloe glares at Clark and AC. "Real mature you gu..." she stops, noticing something not where it should be. "Lois?...Lois!" Chloe shouts, eyes searching the bar, the others looking to-wards the bar not seeing her either. "Great! She's gone AWOL, again!"
"The Hell with Lois..." Lana cries, not realizing she said it out loud. "...my freaking clothes are ruined!"
The others starring widely at her, about to comment on what she just said. When suddenly the room grows dim then dark, everyone goes silent as a familiar beat booms across the speakers...
Chloe plops down in her seat recognizing the beat, eyes wider then saucers. "Oh no!"
Clark gulps, frozen to his seat afraid to turn around. God, no!...Please, no!
"Whoa, Dude! Who's the hottie!"
On stage a single spot light shone, a person's backside showing to the crowd. Wearing a tight black leather jacket, barely covering her bottom, sleek to her body frame, split up the sides. Along with knee high matching boots, and belt tied around her waist. Hair done up in a quick bun, with black "matrix" looking frames covering her eyes. Standing with her feet spread apart, and hands resting on the side of her hip
Busta Rhymes
The Pussy Cat Dolls
OK...OK...ok...ok...(ahh)
YEAH...YEAH...Yeah...(ahh)
Oh we about to get it just a little hot and sweaty in this (oh baby)
She looks behind her, licking her red colored lips, giving a sexy smirk. She bends over her right leg, hands around her ankle, letting her bottom hang in the air, revealing her glittery red underwear.
Slowly she glides her hands up her leg, all the while her face turned to-wards the crowd rearing her sexy smirk.
Ladies let's go (uhh)
Soldiers let's go (dolls)
Let me talk to y'all and just you know
Give you a little situation...LISTEN...LISTEN...Listen (fellas)
"God, tell me that's not who I think it is." Chloe gasps
Clark turns around facing what everyone else saw, his jaw and eyes widen just as that night a similar event happen. "Believe me...it is!"
Lois unties the belt in front of her, letting the jacket slip down a few inches showing her bare shoulders. She lets it fall to her arms, wrapping it tightly around herself, forcing the curve of her bottom to show through the jacket. Swaying her hips side-to-side in beat with the music, making all the guys drop their jaws and drool at the sight.
One guy especially getting heated up in various places, having seen the act before, and long since dreamed about it on many occasions.
Ya see this get hot
Everytime I come through when I step up in the spot (are you ready)
Make the place sizzle like a summertime cookout.
Prowl for the best chick
Yes I'm on the look out (let's dance)
She pulls away the clip, her long flowing chestnut tresses cascading around her face. She shakes her head, whipping around her locks. She half turns her top peering through her dark shades out into the crowd. Her smile widens as she bites down on her bottom lip.
The jacket slides down her frame dropping to her feet, exposing the same assemble she wore on her first debut. Slowly she runs her hands through her hair, churning her hips seductively to the music. Guys heads going round and round as they follow the motion of her bottom, displayed before them.
Slow bangin shorty like a belly dancer with it,
Smell good, pretty skin, so gansta with it (oh baby)
No tricks only diamonds under my sleeve
Give me the number
But make sure you call before you leave...
"Whoa! Lois got back!" Bart exclaims, receiving a hard punch in the arm from Chloe.
Clark clings to the chair, hands squeezing the metal arm rest leaving his imprint behind. He felt his eyes burn, fighting hard not to ignite anything with his heat vision.
Lois turns around, facing the crowd, the men whistling and making other perverted noises. She slides her hands up her body, over her busty chest, every guy wishing they were those hands, sliding her fingers along her neck to the glasses on her face. She removes them, showing her sparkling hazel eyes, looking straight ahead at one guy.
Clark gulps as she winks at him, the stick of the glasses in between her teeth, softly biting down on them. She throws the black shades into the crowd, and strides over to the pole, a little bounce in her step as she walks.
Pussy Cat Dolls
I know you like me...(i know you like me)...I know you do...(i know you do)
That's why whenever I come around, she's all over you.
And I know you want it...(i know you want it)...It's easy to see...(it's easy to see)
And in the back of ya mind, I know you should be "On" with me.
She grabs the pole, circling it once to pick up speed. Then expertly swings around it, coming to a stop, she drops down low her hands grasping the pole above her, then slowly stands up grinding her pelvis raunchily onto it.
Clark grabs at his neck, feeling as though he's wearing a tie and slowly it's tightening around his throat.
"Looks like someone's been practicing." Chloe notes.
"Humph, I could do that." Lana mumbles, Chloe rolls her eyes.
Lois wraps her right leg around the pole, releasing one hand throwing herself back and rising up again. She slowly descends back-wards, her hand gliding up her curves, pulling a red lollipop from her top. Grasped in hand she slides it up to her stomach, temptingly rubbing it over her skin.
Don't Cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me? Don't Cha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me?
Don't Cha...Don't Cha...
Don't Cha wish your girlfriend was raw like me? Don't Cha wish your girlfriend was fun like me?
Don't Cha...Don't Cha...
She unwinds herself and stands in front of the pole her left hand grasp around it over head, her other hand holding onto the stick of the lollipop. She teasingly slides it in and out her mouth, while rocking her hips and shoulders in time with the music. She slides down, squatting on the floor, knees spread apart giving view to her strong inner thighs. Slowly she stands straight up enticingly swaying her hips and moving her stomach around like a belly dancer.
She slides the lollipop from her mouth, erotically licking her tongue around it before throwing it into the crowd. She moves from the pole, switching her hips as she walks down the steps off the cat walk, toward one person in mind. He freezes as she makes her way over, turning back around in his seat praying the floor would open up and swallow him whole.
Fight the feeling...(fight the feeling)...Leave it alone...(leave it alone)
Cuz if it ain't love, it just ain't enough to leave a happy home.
Let's keep it friendly...(let's keep it friendly)...You'll have to play fair...(you'll have to play fair)
See I don't care, but I know she ain't gon wanna share. (Hmmmm)
Lois stalks behind Clark, sliding her hand along his shoulders as she makes her way in front of him. A lustful glint showing in her hazel eyes looking down on his face, red and embarrassed amongst other things he was feeling. Steadily she straddled his lap, he jerking up in his chair as she comes down on his waist. She grins wider at his bashful appearance, acting the same way as that night. Clark tightly squeezes his eyes shut at the feel of her against him, sensations, hormones surging through his body, and...Pain?
He opens his eyes, seeing Lois' chocker was strand with little circular green Kryptonite. She pushes his head up with her finger, "Eyes up here, super-boy."
"Lois..." he coughs out.
She teasingly rubs her hands over his muscular chest, along his broad arms and interlocks them behind his neck. She leans in toward him, brushing her soft lips against the side of his face. The chocker laced with the kryptonite coming closer to him, but Lois arousing touches makes the pain hardly noticeable. She leans toward him, her warm breath caressing his skin, making his body shiver. He squeezes the arm rest more as he feels her lips kissing the side of his neck and upon his ear.
"Enjoying this?" she speaks against his neck, he squeaks, to both their surprise. "Good!..." she whispers into his ear. "...Cuz I'm gonna make you wish, I gave you a real lap dance that night." Without warning she attacks his mouth with her own, cupping her hands around his face pulling him closer to her. Kissing him like he's never been, literally taking his breath away. She pulls back tacking him along, his bottom lip clamped between her teeth. Nipping it before letting go, he raising his hand to his mouth, blood staining his fingertips.
He looks up at her, she starring back at him in satisfaction running her tongue over her bottom lip, licking off a bit of his blood...
Don't Cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me? (Ohh) Don't Cha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me? (Like Me)
Don't Cha...(Don't Cha, Baby)...Don't Cha...(Alright, Saying)
Don't Cha wish your girlfriend was raw like me? (Raw) Don't Cha wish your girlfriend was fun like me? (Big Fun)
Don't Cha...(Ok, I see how it's going down)...Don't Cha...
Lois pushes off him, and switches over to AC, dancing explicitly in front of him. Clark starring at her in shock , then burns with anger as she rubs her rear end on AC's lap. Knowing she is just doing it to make him jealous, but can't help but feel the green-eyed monster breathing down his neck. AC's face rearing his usual smugged grin at Lois dancing erotically upon him.
"She is so drunk." Chloe saids, seeing her Cuz give AC the lap dance of his life, and Clark steaming at the sight.
"You sure?" Bart asks, knowing about her Demni More premier. Grinning widely at the show. "She has done this before."
"Bart!" Chloe punches him harder in the arm, at the gawking look on his face. "...she was undercover then."
Busta Rhymes
Seems like shorty wanna little menage pop off or somethin, LETS GO...Lets Go...Lets go
Well let me get straight to it
Every broad wan watch it, when I come through it
It's the god almighty, looking all brand newish
If shorty wanna jump in my a$$ then vanjewish
"Yeah, Well it looks like she's trying to get under AC's covers." Bart rubbing his arm, Chloe turns her attention back to Lois, her jaw drops.
Lois stands leaning over to AC, swaying herself in front of him. Rubbing her hands over his body, tracing her fingers along the curves of his muscles. Her rear end rocking side-to-side, displayed in front of them.
Lookin at me all like she really wanna do it
Tryna put it on me till my black and blueish
Ya wanna play wit ah playa girl then play on
Strip out the channel
And leave the lingerie on
She comes down straddling his waist, rubbing herself up against him, swiping her face against his. Bringing her lips dangerously close to brush upon his mouth, but instead softly trails kisses along his face. Up to his ear where she began to nibble upon his lobe, her hands under his shirt toying with the folds of his chest.
Clark clamps his mouth tightly together, eyes glaring over at them. He grips the arm rest tighter, his fingers digging deeper into it. Eyes red, burning on fire, wishing to release it and fry AC on the spot but thinking best against it.
Watch me and I'mma watch you at the same time
Lookin at ya wan break my back
You the very reason why I keep a pack ah the Magnum
An wit the wagon hit chu in the back of the magnum
For the record don't think it was somethin you did
Shorty all on me cuz it's hard to resist the kid
I got a ideal thats dope for y'all
As y'all could get so I could hit the both of y'all...(Ha, ha don't worry about it shorty)
Lois turns around seating herself on AC's lap, grinding her bottom against his pelvis, moving to the music. She leans back against his chest, sliding her arms up and wrapping them behind his neck. Churning her body on top of his, eyes cutting through Clark, tongue running over her lips, mouth curled up in an evil smirk. Enjoying, seeing him flare up at her little endeavor, and not able to do anything about it.
Don't Cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me? (Ohh) Don't Chat wish your girlfriend was a freak like me? (Like Me)
Don't Cha...(Don't Cha, Baby)...Don't Cha...(Alright, Saying)
She stands up to her feet, starring smugged at Clark before stepping back to and on stage. Facing the crowd, twisting her body around temptingly to the music. She stood, arms crossed against her chest and folded against the side of her head standing in a pose as the music began to fade into silence.
Don't Cha wish your girlfriend was raw like me? (Raw) Don't Cha wish your girlfriend was fun like me? (Big Fun)
Don't Cha...Don't Cha...
Everyone, mainly the men claps and whistles at Lois, she smiling widely at the applause giving her way. She descends back down the stairs but being exhausted and tipsy from the drinks and dancing, her foot gives out on the stairs and stumbles down them. Her rear end colliding with all four of the steps leading to the floor, she laughing at her own clumsiness.
"Uh!" Chloe groans, burring her face into her palm, head shaking at such embarrassment.
Clark uneasily leaning back into his seat, his hand rubbing the temple of his head. The others giggling at her fall, Bart laughing loudly but stopping as he receives two blows this time to his arms. Seeing Chloe and Clark retreating back to their chairs after giving him a quick punch for his outburst.
"Dudes! I'm not a dang punching bag, quit it!"
Two guys go over to Lois' side each grabbing her arm, helping her up to her feet. "Thank you boys."
They returning to their seats seeing she's stable enough to stand on her own, Lois walks back to join her friends at their table.
She walks pass Clark, smacking him hard in the back of the head. He immediately raising his hand to the spot, actually feeling the pain because of the stones. He looks at Chloe noticing in her eyes as she stares back, that she spotted the Kryptonite in Lois' chocker too.
Lois strides back over to AC, laying herself across his lap, her legs hanging over the chair's arm rest. Gleaming seductively at AC, her arm resting on his shoulder while she ran her fingers through his "sandy blond" spiked hair.
Chloe stared nervously at her Cuz, for one fact that she had a deadly weapon sporting around her neck and not even know it. She being too pissed at Clark not to use it on her poor best friend if she did stumble onto that little secret of his. And the other was that Lois had the tendency to ramble on about things when she was drunk.
Clark also dreading a few things that she knew about him, and could blare out. None of which he wanted to relive over again especially in front of everyone.
"OK fishstick...Fishstick!" Lois repeats as if it was a pun to some unknown joke, laughing hysterically. Then covering her mouth with her own hands trying to calm herself from her fit of giggles. "Now..."
She runs her fingers along his jaw her hazels starring deep into his eyes. "...are you gonna tip me better then Clarkie over there, or should I expect another Twenty." She erupts with laughter again, thinking back to the events of that night.
Lana and AC giving her a look of confusion, Bart and Chloe turning red already knowing the story. Clark sweats bullets, inverting his eyes from Lana who starred at him as if it would drill answers from him.
Lois still mindless with laughter. "You should of seen his face!"laughing harder "Deer caught in headlights? HA, Smallville was the "deer caught in headlights" realizing the sad truth that the truck wasn't stopping. Hahahah."
"Lois!" Chloe sounded, warning stricken in her tone. "I think we should go back to our rooms now."
"Hush, I want to tell AC the story. I'm sure the rest of us has already heard...More so then others." glancing over to Clark, who was cherry red.
"What is she talking about?" Lana asks looking from Lois to Clark, eyes demanding answers.
Lois going on with the story, twirling AC's hair around her finger. "He try to act like he wasn't interested, he kept turning away from me especially when the twins came into view." giggling more. "Then when I slid across his lap, lets just say, his eyes sure weren't on my face for all of...two minutes."
"What is she talking about?" Lana repeats more drastically.
"Lois, please..." Clark begs as if it would work.
"Lo we really need to go back to the room, you need to sober up."
Lois continues, ignoring their words. "He gives me a Twenty! but yet he can't seem to buy a new fashion sense." winking over at Clark, who shakes his head burring it into his hands.
"Now the best part!" Lois exclaims, Clark shooting his head up at those words knowing exactly what she was thinking. He try to stand and make his way over to her but only falling back down into his seat, Lois armed unknowingly with the kryptonite making his attempt futile.
"Has to be me rising up of his lap." she starts giggling evilly. "He didn't think I know but me rising wasn't the only thing,...it sure wasn't a gun I felt poking me in the a..."
"OK!" Clark shouts out interrupting her last part, grinning widely from embarrassment and cheeks glowing bright red.
Lois pays Clark no mind, continuing on while she kept tracing her fingers around AC's face. "Well,... I guess his lack of attention in me had to do with the little fact that he did have a girlfriend at the time..."
"WHAT!" Lana screams, the glasses on the table cracking at the sound. She staring sharply at Clark who dropped his head down too ashame to look at her.
Lois turns her attention to the two. "What? Did our favorite farm boy forget to mention this little act to his girl at the time?" She smirks. "For-shame, Smallville." she teasingly scolds rubbing her forefingers together at him.
Lana stares at her evilly anger playing dangerously in her eyes, Clark looking up at her with a bit of anger and betrayal shown in his blues, face still expressing "awkward" moment.
"Clark is this true?" Lana asks her voice soft, and eyes pleading to say differently.
"She sat across my lap, it was nothing, not even close to what she did to AC!" Clark quickly defends. "She had to do it, or she would have blown her cover."
"SHE HAD TO DO IT!" Lana mocks his words with rage.
"Couldn't of been nothing, since Clark Jr did make an appearance."
"SHUT UP!" Lana and Clark shout at her.
"Do..." but not able to say much else as AC wraps his hand over her mouth, and retrains her with his arm. Seeing as how she was about to rise and do some damage on someone. She snatches his hand off, and turns to glare at him for interrupting her.
Seeing an opportunity Chloe quickly walks over to her, snatching the chocker from her neck and throws it across the room. Lois touches her neck feeling her jewelery being yanked away, and turning around to see the suspect. "Chloe! What the Hell are you doing?"
"Taking you back to the room, so you can sleep this off." she signals Clark to come over, he looks at Lana as he rises up. Her eyes filled with pain knowing about one of his dirty little secrets. He shakes his head not having the right words to explain or the time at that moment to do so.
He heads over to Chloe's side, Lois putting up a big fuss. "I am not going back to the room! If anything since I'm the oldest I should be saying who's going back or not."
Chloe rolls her eyes moving out the way so Clark can grab her up, but AC intervenes. "Lois can handle herself, if she's not ready to go back to her room yet. Then she shouldn't be forced into doing so."
"Look, AC stay out of this, it's none of your business."
"Bro, Lois happens to be a good friend of mine can you say the same." cutting his eyes at Clark. "...Cuz from here it looks like she rather stay here with me then go with you."
Clark squared his eyes back at AC, he was so crossing the line, maybe he was just trying to be a good friend to Lois, but now she needed to get some rest not stay and continue to down every drink in sight.
"You two stop it!" Chloe shouts, looking from AC to Clark as they continue to glare at each other, as though they were going to battle. "My cousin is not some property to be fought over. So put your masculinity to the side and let me get my Cuz into bed."
They look at Lois who's already dosed off, head cocked back and softly snoring. Before anymore protest Clark bends down wrapping his arm around her back and under her legs, swooping Lois up from AC's grip. He quickly stands up, taking offense to Clark's action, not understanding why he's acting the way he is over her if their just friends and not even close ones at that. (to his knowledge)
AC crosses his arms over his chest as if daring Clark to do something, broadening his smugged look on his face. Clark just rolls his eyes and walks away, Lois tucked in his arms, with Chloe by his side making their way to the girl's quarters.
AC slumps down in his chair, leaning his head back against it. Lana continues to wipe her clothes dry with napkins, eyes glassy with tears, thoughts running through her head that Clark might have cheated on her with Lois, after hearing the little story of theirs. Bart on the other hand was enjoying himself immensely.
He grabs a glass of beer from a passing waitress, taking a swig from it. "Ahh!... God I love Spring Break."
Clark gently lays Lois onto the bed, pulling the sheets up to her chin. She turns on her side, facing Clark and mumbles in her sleep.
"No it's too early, I don't feel like running the obstacle course today."
Clark smiles, softly tucking back her hair from her face. He leans down to her ear and whispers "Don't worry, I'm giving you the day off, and that's an order."
"Good..." she mumbles again.
Chloe stands back seeing the whole thing, having just come from the bathroom. She smiles widely, seeing the happiness in Clark's face being around her Cuz. Knowing Lois will be just as happy if not more when she finally decides to let Clark in.
He notices Chloe standing by the door and smiles, she returning the same then gestures him out the room. He nods, turning his attention back to Lois. He caresses her cheek with the back of his fingers before following Chloe out into the main room.
"What a night!" Chloe sighs, flopping down on the nearest couch, but sits back up as someone comes through the door.
Clark turns around to see Lana walk in from the door starring at him intently, he knowing he has some explaining to do.
Chloe sees that they need a moment alone together, excuses herself. "Well, I'm gonna go put some coffee on, to calm everyones nerves."
She gives Clark an encouraging smile before retreating into the suite's small kitchen area. Lana makes her way over to the spot where Chloe was just siting across from him. The air heavy and awkward around them, not really knowing where to begin or what to say.
"Lana..." Clark starts but is cut off.
She holds her hand up to him. "Clark just tell me that nothing happen between you and Lois while we were dating."
"How could you even think that?"
"I don't know! What am I suppose to think when my boyfriend..." she sighs. "...at the time. Doesn't even bother to mention that something liked this happen to him. What exactly am I suppose to think, especially now knowing you...care for her, and want to be with her. After only four months of us being seperated,...calling it quits." her voice trembling as she spoke.
Clark rises off the couch, siting down on the table in front of her wrapping her hands into his own. "Lana, I will always love you. You were my first love, and no one could ever erase the times we had together." he raises his hand, wiping the tears falling from her eyes. "I would have never done anything like that to hurt you. But you more then anyone know that we were just never meant to be, that we were just holding onto something that wasn't real, long before our breakup four months ago."
She looks up into his eyes smiling sadly knowing his words to be true, but it hurting too much to really except, he smiles back then drops his head down.
"As far as me and Lois, I'm not even sure if there is such a thing."
Lana takes a deep breath, hurting over the words she's about to say. "Clark just follow your heart, I think you already know where it leads you."
Clark raises his head smiling gratefully that she was encouraging him to move on, he leans over giving her a friendly peck on the cheek.
One heart crumbling, seeing from the door cracked open a bit what looked like a kiss on the lips and only hearing clearly the words "always love you." She slowly makes her way back to bed. Slipping under the covers and balling up into a fetal position. Lois lays against her pillow eyes closed as tears poured silently down her cheeks.
"Coffee is served." Chloe announces making her way back in the room, bearing a tray with three mugs.
"Thanks, but I'm gonna turn in, after I take my seventh shower for the day."
"Pleasant dreams." Chloe saids returning to her spot on the couch.
"Night, Lana" Clark saids watching as she disappeared in her room.
"So, how did everything go?" Chloe takes a sip from her mug.
"She's hurt." Clark sighs
"Well, yeah I could of figured that."
"I don't know I mean beside being really upset, I guess she's OK with the fact that we're not meant."
"What about you?"
"Chloe what kind of question is that? Lana and me are over with, it took allot of growing up to realize I was being a..."
"...Selfish, naive, dumbass." Chloe suggested. "Pick one or all three."
Clark rolled his eyes and sighed. "Yeah I know I was stupid, but I'm not that boy anymore longing for Lana through my telescope."
"I know, I know and Clark you know I'll always love you but this is my Cousin we're talking about here, I just don't want to see her get hurt."
"Here I'm afraid of hurting you."
"You're not. I'm glad to finally see you happy without all the angst following behind it. You two are truly written to be, and I can see how much you really love her even more then I ever did with Lana."
"Yeah, if only she would see it."
"She will, give her time."
Clark forces a smile and nods his head, then looks around noticing the quality of the room. "It appears my good friend Lex seems to be overbearing with gifts." being sarcastic on the friend part.
"Wait Lex upgraded your room, too?"
"Actually, giving us his personal suite."
"I can figure how he knew about us, but you guys..."
"How did he find out about..."
"Lana, but she only told him because he invited her to Metropolis, but I already invited her to come along with me and Lo. Did you tell her?"
"No, I didn't know where we were going to the next day. I definitely didn't know about AC tagging along until I was in line."
"You don't think AC and Lex are co-existing?"
"I really hate AC but there's no doubt in my body that he would ever be involved with Lex."
"True, but there's not doubt that my reporter senses are tingling that Lex is up to no good..."
Clark and Chloe continued to chat for hours, trying to figure Lex's motive if there was even anything to be worried about. Knowing Lex they decided caution was still best.
Clark came back into the room after have putting the tray and mugs away in the kitchen. He notice Chloe starring at the door to Lois' room, a bit of wiriness lingering on her face. The same look he saw in her eyes from earlier when they were talking about Lois.
"She's okay."
Chloe jumps, placing her hand over her racing heart. "Clark! You seriously need to make noise when coming up on someone."
"Sorry, but she is okay." he saids seating himself back in his spot.
"Still sleeping?"
"Like a baby. She just went back to sleep about an hour ago after releasing her stomach into the toilet."
"Well that happens when you go on a drinking binge. So much for the quiting part." Chloe smiles weakly.
Clark still sees she's troubled about something, knowing that "something" is Lois. "Chloe is there something your not telling me about Lois?"
Chloe tenses up, trying to look innocent. "No. Why would I not tell you something about Lois."
"That's what I'm trying to figure out."
"I don't know what to say, Clark."
"How about starting with the truth. I've learned that usually works."
Chloe rolls her eyes at him, he being the "King of secrets", and sighs. "Look, I promised Lois that I would keep my mouth shut for once."
"That must be hard considering your status." Clark laughs
She throws a pillow at him smacking him in the face. He picks up the pillow from his lap and begins to play with the edges. "Seriously what's wrong?"
"Clark, did you not just hear me say the words "Promise" and "not to say."
"I'm worried...I mean I kinda figure she would be upset, but this is a bit overboard even for her." he rises up off the couch stuffing his hands into his pockets, and paces around.
Chloe looks down, feeling the weight of the world on her shoulders. "Clark, it's not for me to say, Lois..."
"So, this is what all the fuss is about,...me?"
Clark and Chloe turns around to see Lois leaning against the door frame. She holds her hand to her head feeling a hangover come on, and notices what she's wearing.
"What am I doing back in this?"
"How much of tonight do you remember?" Chloe asks with caution.
"Vaguely, bits and pieces." rubbing her head, eyes closed. "You know what I don't even want to know. It ends with me back in this, definitely don't want to know."
Chloe walks up to Lois, wrapping her in an embrace. She pulls back to look at her. "Are you..."
"Fine." Lois replies, seeing the sadness in her Cuz's eyes, as well as tears building up in the corners.
Clark becomes even more worried from their actions. "OK, you guys are making me nervous. What's going on?"
Chloe looks up at Lois, taking her hand into hers and squeezes it. "I think you should tell him, he needs to know...everything."
Lois takes in a deep breath, and nods. Chloe squeezes her hand again for support. "I'm gonna hit the sack now...You sure you're, OK?"
"Yes." Lois saids, trying to reassure her.
"OK, Goodnight." giving her cuz a kiss on the cheek.
"Goodnight, baby."
"Night, Clark." she saids, standing by the door to her room, looking at her best friend then glancing back at Lois before heading inside.
"Night, Chloe." Clark saids seeing her close the door behind her.
Clark looks back over to Lois, seeing she's not there. "Smallville, can you come in here? We need to talk."
He heads into her room but stops in front of the door. She standing with her arms wrapped around herself. She looks at the door, Clark getting what she wants, closes the door behind him.
"Look, I know I probably did something stupid tonight, especially to you. Seeing as how I was extremely pissed with you. So, I'm..." she takes a deep breath, rolling her eyes to the back of her head. "...sorry."
"Excuse me, what?" shaking his finger in his ear, like he didn't catch what she said. "Did I just hear you correctly?"
She cocks her brow, smiling. "Yes I apologized, just don't think I'm going to repeat myself."
He smiles back, giving his Trademark grin. She drops her head, unable to take the look of his blues upon her. Not knowing how she was going to tell him. Lois sits down on the bed starring at some invisible spot on the floor, Clark sits down next to her placing his hand over hers. She pulls away from him, turning her head to stare at the stand next to the bed.
Clark lowers his head, sighing deeply. "What's wrong?"
"Everything."
Clark looks at her, she still not facing him. "Are you pregnant?" he asks sadly. "You know my parents would do anything to help you. My mom would spoil him-her rotten, and I'll ..."
She spins around and furrows her brows at him. "Thanks Smallville, for thinking so highly of me. Cos I would do something so careless as drink while I'm pregnant!"
"Right." feeling stupid for what he just said, knowing Lois was better then that. "I'm sorry, but your not giving me much to work with."
Lois looks down, he puts his hand under her chin tilting it back up. Starring into her beautiful hazel eyes. "Tell me, so I can help."
"There's no way you can."
Clark looks down then back to her eyes, tempting his chance to gently slide his fingers around her mouth. Glad she doesn't pull away. "Whatever it is,...the reason why you're avoiding me?"
"Except for our friendship Smallville, there's nothing really going on for us, to avoid."
"I don't believe that, and neither do you...Don't pull away from me, Lois please."
"You're talking to the wrong girl, Smallville. She's in the next room."
Clark looks at her confused. "What?"
"I saw you kiss Lana, and I heard when you said 'you'll always love' her."
So it was Lois he heard closing the door, he mentally kicked himself for not realizing. "I told her "love" as in friends, and if you had heard the rest you would know that I also told her we're not meant to be, and I kissed her on the cheek not the lips."
Lois shakes her head. "I don't know why I even let it bother me." she turns her head away, starring back to the floor.
Clark gently turns her face back to him. "I think you do."
He slides his hand down the side of her face, caressing her skin. Letting it linger there cupping her cheek, he leans in to kiss her.
Lois closes her eyes, not willing to hurt him with just being another thing he loses in his life. "Clark...I'm dying..."
She opens her eyes to see him stopped inches from her face, his blues displaying shock drilling right through her. She moved from his touch, lowering her head down she began to tell him the whole story. She told him the same like she spilled to Chloe earlier, how she went to the doctors when not feeling well. Thinking it only to be the flu and she would get a Rx for antibiotics and that would be all, but instead hearing something worser.
She watches as Clark paces the floor, taking it worser then she did when she first received the news. It all sinking in and not easily either, he kept running his hands through his hair, and shaking his head. Not wanting to believe any of it.
"How can you be so stupid?" he finally saids.
Lois eyes grow in shock, then furrow with anger. "Excuse me!"
"Not careless, huh!" Clark shouts with fury. "Your liver is damaged, but yet you're still drinking!"
"I said I wouldn't be so careless if I was with child, I didn't say anything about if it was just me!"
"Like you don't matter!"
"Believe me Smallville, this world wouldn't be missing anything important if Lois Lane suddenly dropped from it!"
"You're wrong." his voice still laced with anger but softer. "I couldn't see this world without a Lois Lane in it, especially mine."
Clark walks over to the bed, bending down on his knees in front of her. He takes her hand placing it over his heart, his other hand combing back her hair behind her ear. His face showing all the love he wanted to give her, if only he could make her see how worth it she is, and not be afraid to allow herself to be loved despite her situation.
"You're worth more in the world then you know, the - my world would be a cold, dark place if you're not in it."
"Are you sure about that?"
He stares deeply into her eyes. "I don't ever want to find that out,...what it would be like without you."
The back of his fingers caressing her face, leaning up close to her, whispering loud enough for her to hear. "I love you, Lois Lane."
Her eyes fill with tears, never believing she would hear those words out loud from him or anyone. She not believing she was ever good enough for those words to be directed to her. Especially from someone as wonderful as her farm boy, who grew way pass just friendship with her to something she always longed to have with him. But afraid to be just another long loss and pain in his life after just a short joy. Lois not understanding how he still wanted to take that chance with her, knowing her life was numbered.
He cups his hands along her face, wiping away the falling tears gently with his thumbs. He moves in closer, not once breaking his gaze from her angelic face, starring into the vast sea of her hazel green orbs. His lips nearing and longing to be reunited with the depths of her soft, luscious mouth. To feel the ecstasy that only she could spill through him, her love that made him feel that Anything was possible.
BBRRRIIIIIIIIINNNGG. They both jump sightly apart as Lois' cell phone goes off, interrupting the moment between them.
Lois stares into Clark's blues wishing just to loose herself in them as times before. But also grateful for the interruption, breaking them apart before things got too far. She shakes her head, sighing heavily before moving from Clark to sit next to the stand and answer her cell.
She looks at the ID, but it coming up Anonymous. Lois flips it open. "Hello?...Yes, this is her...Oh, Hello Dr. Stevens...Yes, I'm good, and on vacation like you recomended...Sitting down? Yeah, I'm sitting but why -...Why don't you just say it, cuz you're really starting to scare me..."
Clark jumps up on the bed next to her, instinctively grabs Lois' free hand. Every-being in his body fighting not to hear in on their conversation, his heart pounding at what he could be saying to her.
"...WHAT!...Th-That just can't be right, are you sure?...You've tested it multiple times and it still saids the same...You're quite, absolutely , positively, 100 sure?...TWO MONTHS! TWO WHOLE FREAKKEN MONTHS, AND YOU'RE JUST TELLING ME!...JUST FOUND OUT!...CALM DOWN!...I'LL CALM DOWN, ALRIGHT. I HOPE YOU HAVE A GOOD LAWYER, DR. STEVENS CUZ I'M SO GONNA SUE YOUR ASS! AND YOU SO BETTER HOPE THE GENERAL DOESN'T HEAR OF THIS OR THERE REALLY WILL BE HELL TO PAY!" with that said, she slams it shut.
"Thank you Dr. Stevens for your cooperation."
Dr. Stevens hangs up the phone, as his unwelcomed company stands from his seat in front of his desk. "I appreciate, you helping me with this little favor."
"What about the pictures?" Dr Stevens asks, his voice shaky, scared of the man looming over him.
The man reaches into his inner coat pocket retrieving a Manila envelope. "Don't worry Doctor, You're wife and Practice won't find out about you're secret."
He throws the envelope on the desk in front of him. "These are the only copies and the negatives as well. But why a professional man like yourself, would choose to waste his wealth and time on prostitutes is beyond me."
He turns around, walking out the office to leave the Doctor with his sins. His company for the evening comes from off the wall, have been waiting for a while and joins beside him as he strides down the long hall.
"What's with the Doctor, and this broad? Mr. Luthor."
Lex grabs his leather gloves from his pockets, pulling them on his hands. "This "broad" is Lois Lane, the one who has something very important of mine."
"I thought we were after this Kent kid?" he asks puzzled by the new information.
"We are, we're after them both. It's what you call killing two birds with one stone." Lex continues his walk down the hall.
"You've lost me there"
Lex grows tired of the guys ignorance, he grabs him by the throat pushing him against the wall. "Try to get this through your undersized brain. I want those surveillance tapes from my suit, and from the girl's room! That "bitch" Lois Lane has a very important disk, that if exposed could put me, my company and everything I own six feet under!" he squeezes on the man's neck making him gasp for air. "I'm not paying you to ask questions, I'm paying you to get the job done. I want those tapes and the disk, before that ship comes even close to docking. Do you understand this?"
Then guys groans out a yes, Lex takes his hand from the man's throat. "Good, now make sure you and your men are ready. I won't tolerate failure, for your sake. You better hope there is none." Lex wipes his hands against the man shoulder straightening out the wrinkles he made.
He puts out a paper and places it in his shirt pocket. "It's a picture of the girl, make sure you get the right one."
"What do you want me to do with her once we get the disk?" he stutters, sweating under his glare.
Lex smiles evilly, his eyes gleaming. "...Kill her."
Lois sits their completely motionless shocked by the news, her arms wrapped tightly around herself as she just stared blanklessly ahead.
Clark squeezes her hand, she looks so fragile and helpless. "Lois?"
She lays back onto the bed, her eyes closed and tears streaming down. She raises her hands, covering her face the emotional rollercoster she's been on for quite some time has gotten to her and she doesn't hold back.
Clark's world seems to shatter around him, his heart seemed to be robbed of it's beat at the sight of her like this. He lays down beside her on his side, wrapping his arms around her waist.
He looks at her, his eyes swollen with tears, pulling her closer into his embrace. "Lois, I swear to you I'm not going to let you die..."
She rubs her face, wiping away the tears that continued to fall, her body and mind too numb with the over flowing of news and emotions to really take in his words.
"...there's something about me you should know..."
"Clark." she mumbles through her hands, as he continued to ramble on.
"...I know this is going to sound strange..."
"Clark..."
"...but I swear this is all true..."
"Clark!" she saids loudly, turning into his embrace and cups his face, making him stop his continuous run of the mouth. Seeing the tears that he had shed and eyes red from crying. There in that moment staring into those endless sea of blue, did she see how much truly she was loved by him.
This time his face cupped into her palms, she wipes away his tears with her soft delicate thumbs. "...I'm not dying..."
His eyes widen at those words, and a sparkle of hope shines through. He springs back to his previous position, praying that what he heard was not his mind playing tricks on him. "What!"
She sits back up too starring at the floor, shock still rolling through her. "I'm not dying." she saids more to herself, as if these words some how were strange and not known to her.
"You're not dying!" he shouts, as his prays have been answered.
"I'm not dying." she repeats, the words finally snaking into her head. "I'M NOT DYING!"
Clark laughs for joy the heaviness lifting from his insides, quickly he rises up to his feet and swoops up Lois into a hug. He swings her around as they repeat those words over and over, laughing uncontrollably. Clark stops and just hugs her tightly, but not too much as too crush her, just holding onto her for dear life never wanting to let go.
"OK, Smallville do you think you can let me go now?" Lois saids realizing how close they were onto each other.
"Right." he saids blushing and places her back on the bed, sitting down beside her, taking her hands into his. "But how? I mean you were shouting two months and the doctors said and what you told..."
Lois quites him with her finger to his lips, then removes it when he finally stops. She shrugs "There was some kind of screw up at the lab when testing the blood samples."
"What about the two months, you were shouting at him?"
Lois shakes her head. "It's how long I've been living with this whole mess, thinking I was going to die." she snatches her cell phone from off the nightstand. "All this FREAKEN TIME!" she shouts angrily, squeezing it tightly, it breaking in her hand.
Clark looks at her strangely, forgetting for a moment that he was the one with super strength not her. He looks from the shattered cell phone in her hand and up to her face, suddenly reminded of all the reasons why he feared her.
Lois sees the look he gives her, and grins her Lane smile widely. "Hey, you're not the only one that ate their spinach."
"What?" he asks, clearly confused.
Lois rolls her eyes, cocking up her brow at him. "You didn't watch Saturday morning cartoons as a child, did you?" she rolls her eyes at him, still not getting it. "You know,...Popey."
"Oh, Right." Clark finally realizing what she was talking about.
A thought going across his mind, eyes narrowing into an evil glint, his lips curl up into abroad smirk. "Aiey...Aie
Lois quickly shoots her hand up, point her finger at him. "Do NOT, finish those words if you value your life. Cos I can always go and tell everyone about your Elmer Fu..."
He quickly covers her mouth, to shut her up, she laughing behind his hand, making him laugh also. He slides his hand to the side of her face, her hazels captivating as always, pulling him in closer to meet his lips with hers.
Chloe comes barging in through the door, interrupting them as she tackles her Cuz back down onto the bed. "Whoa!" Lois yelps.
Chloe begins to giggle and squeal with delight, planting loads of kisses onto her Cuz's face. Then squeezes her tightly in a big bear hug, her eyes closed, and smiling. Lois looks over to Clark next to them, showing his pearly whites at the sight before him.
"Cuz, OK I can't breath." Lois gasps out. "A little help here, Smallville."
Clark shakes his head. "No way, I've learn the hard way not to come between cousins."
Lois rolls her eyes. "Fine." she manges to sit herself back up, Chloe still stuck to her like a leech. "OK, Chloe I'm not going anywheres you can let go."
Chloe gives one more big squeeze then finally loosens her hold. "I've heard everything. So, no need to explain." she saids with delight, smile still plastered to her face.
"I could tell, the death grip kinda gave it away." she smirks.
Chloe punches Lois hard onto her arm. "OWE! What the Hell was that for!"
"Lois June Lane! Don't you ever scare me like that again!" she saids seriously, then pulls her back into another hug.
"I'm sorry, baby." she whispers into Chloe's hair, knowing her Cuz was really scared.
Chloe pulls back, nodding her head, she wipes her eyes at the feel of tears swelling up in them. "Well, I'm going to head back to bed. Tomorrow we can really begin this vacation."
She stands from her spot next to Lois, bending over she gives her Cuz a kiss on the Cheek. "Night, Lo."
"Night, babe." Lois saids, smiling admiringly.
She gives Clark a big hug, and whispers into his ear. "Take good care of her."
"Always." he whispers back and lets her go, watching as she leaves from the room.
Clark turns toward Lois at the feel of her rising off the bed, and sees her going to the dresser and starts pulling out some clothes.
"What are you doing?"
"Going out. I'm in so need of a drink."
"Lois!" he warns.
"You heard the Doc, I'm as healthy as a horse, even more so."
"Yeah, but you're already drunk as a skunk." gently grabbing her by the arm, turning her to face him.
She arches her brow, and smirks. "Smallville, that was lame, real lame and besides I'm not that drunk."
Clark smiles, and rolls his eyes. "Well you're not that sober yet either. Now back into bed."
He gently drags her back over to tuck her in, she huffs and complains but doesn't fight, too tired and strained from the recent events to even try to.
"OK, OK I'm going." she saids pulling from his grip and slumps into bed letting out a long yawn.
Clark lifts up the sheet from the bottom of the bed and brings it up, covering her body. "Thanks." she whispers sleepily.
"No problem." he wraps the sheets tightly around her.
Clark looks down at her, eyes already closed, he turns to leave the room but stops when he feels her hand snake into his. He faces her and sees her shining eyes and lips up in a small smile.
"Do you mind just staying until I fall asleep?" she asks, hesitantly.
Clark smiles and shakes his head. "I don't mind at all."
He goes to get a chair, but not letting go of his hand she pulls him back and pats on the bed next to her. He agrees and sits down beside her, only to be pushed back against the headboard. Lois curling up next to him, using his chest as a pillow.
"Lois?" he questions, cocking his brow.
She snuggles up closer wrapping her arm around his waist and burying her face into his chest. He didn't have to see, he could feel her smiling from ear to ear.
"Shut up, Smallville. Don't read so much into it, I'm drunk remember."
Letting the grin widen upon his own face, he wraps his arms around her and stares down admiring the treasure he holds.
"Whatever you say...Salior."
Lois whacks him on the chest for saying the secret nickname he gave to her. He smiles as she settles back down into his embrace, loving how she feels laying against him.
"Goodnight, Smallville." she yawns, allowing sleep to overtake her.
He watches as she drifts off, not believing he would be where he is now two weeks ago. Allot has happen since then, and he was relieved that things turned out for the better. Lois was safe, she was more then safe, she was alive. Nothing was wrong, he couldn't imagine how she could of went through those months thinking she only had so short of a time left. He finally understood her reason for all those times pushing away from him. She would have rather died then let him get close to her and end up loosing her like all the others he lost in his life. Clark didn't know whether to be angry with her for making that decision on her own or love her more for such a selfless act in a way.
She stirs in her sleep, bringing his focus back to her, as if it ever left. His smile widens, combing back her chestnut hair from her face, allowing his fingers to gently caress her soft skin.
"Goodnight, Lo." Clark whispers, wrapping her tighter in his arms.
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