A/N: Honestly I don't know how to write, this may be very bad…I have no idea but I like the ideas in my head right now, so hopefully they come out how I've imagined them.

31st Century

"You've got to be kidding me right!" Lois said shocked stood up and approached Rokk poking a finger into the center of his chest, "Next thing you're going to tell me your last name is Faraday and I have to return to the island."

"I'm not sure what you're talking about Lois but I can assure you, you're in the future." Rokk said trying to calm the anxious woman.

"Well if that's the case why am I here and what's with the color coding?"

"We're part of a special group, that helps people who need it," Irma hedged, thinking it was probably better to keep the details to a minimum.

"We're not exactly sure why you're here either" added Rokk, "We need to know how you came in possession of that ring?"

"Oh um," Lois shrugged sheepishly.

Lois wondered how she always got herself into these situations. Not only was she teleported to the future by a fashion piece but she now had to recant yet another of her finest moments, to a bunch of colorful strangers no less.

"I had a fight with my boss and when it came to blows, well that's when the ring just seemed to fall out of the sky."

"So Kal didn't give you the ring?" Rokk asked.

"No I don't know any Kal, and even if I did I don't think I'd be asking him for some trippy ring." Lois had reached the point of exasperation, all she wanted to do is go home, find Chloe and meet up with the Blur.

"Listen if you don't know how to send me back then I am going to have to find out on my own, otherwise Mr. Wizard why don't you help me get out of Oz."

"Look Lois we can get you back home, just not yet. Some things have changed and sending you back now might not be the best approach," explained Rokk. "All we know is what's written in the history books and right now the history we have isn't so hot with regards to you and a few of you're friends. However if we make the right move, we may be able to correct all your fates before these changes become permanent."

Present Day

Clark was standing by the window in his loft looking out over the Kent Farm, like he had almost every night since his father had given him the loft as his own personal haven.

Cutting himself off from everyone and everything that tied him to his human side had been harder than he could ever have imagined. Already he had three phone calls from his mother and one from Chloe; all of which he had avoided and let go straight to voicemail. He no doubt would torture himself later by listening to them.

But right now there was only one person on earth he'd pick up the phone for. And there was almost no chance that she'd ever be calling him again.

He didn't know exactly when Lois had become so much of his existence. Maybe it had been the night she held him while he mourned the loss of Lana. Or when he returned from Russia and took the job across from her at the planet. That night he had told her that he was going to be working much closer to home. He hadn't known then how true those very words were going to become.

Working so close to Lois everyday and spending every night listening to the police scanner at his desk right across from hers, had transformed the definition of home for him. No longer was the farm his home. No, the farm was just walls and roofs, fields and fences. His new home lay in the space between his desk and hers. Lois was his home and now she was gone. No he had no home anymore, not here or there.

Clark turned from the window, his thoughts on Lois at the Daily Planet. When the thought suddenly occurred to him, he had left his Legion Ring there. It was tucked away in a little lead box in his top drawer.

In all the confusion and sadness he'd forgotten all about it. Now, he wondered if he really had the courage to turn back time. To live the past again, and this time make the right choices to save those he loved or to see them all perish again. No, in a moment Clark knew if there was even the smallest possibility of saving Lois he had to take it, he had to be strong enough to try it.

His mind made up, he speed off into the sunset towards Metropolis. A black blur streaking across the orange gold landscape.

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