Summary: Lois has an obsessed meteor freak stalking her and putting her life at risk. In order to protect her, Clark reveals to her his secret and proposes. Proposes to pose as a married couple that is! Do new identities also come with new feelings? Or are these fake too?
Disclaimer: No ownage here...
Forged I.D.'s and I Do's
by Chinita92
Chapter Two:
FETISH
fet·ish:
-noun
1. an abnormally obsessive preoccupation or attachment; a fixation.
For once in Lois's life, it seemed that she found no words to express her emotions. Nada. Zip. Zilch. In genuine efforts, she opened her mouth to speak, but not a sound was heard. So, she inhaled a deep breath, recollected her thoughts, and attempted to voice her opinion once more, only this time, did she succeed in doing so.
"Is it just me, or did someone inject me with a concentrated dose of stupefied?" Okay... so it wasn't an eloquent thought, but a thought nonetheless.
"I guess my hunch was dead on...I just have no darn clue as to why.." Chloe thought aloud, holding up a slip of paper with none other than a confirmation number from Edna's Flower's.
"What I would like to know, is why my life is in screen caps, cut and taped on a wall." Lois said, stroking the glossy images. Before her lay a wall covered with photos of herself. This Wall, had nothing on Chloe's no longer existent Wall of Weird. Not a blank space could be seen, only pictures of either Lois alone, or others with Clark, Chloe, Mrs. Kent, heck, there were even pictures of her walking Shelby, in mid-sneeze.
"He's got your stories from the Inquisitor, and the few you wrote for Chloe at The Torch..." Clark said, turning his face to Lois. The more he spent time in that room, the more he worried over Lois's well-being.
"WHO THE HELL DOES THIS CREEP THINK HE IS?! I am no Playboy centerfold! Taking pictures of me changing, has totally crossed the mile-thick yellow line! I'm gonna hunt him down and dislocate some joints." Lois said once coming across some, ahem, revealing pictures. She rolled up her sleeves, and began stomping her way out of the room. To her dismay, Clark grabbed her wrist, and wouldn't let go of her, this causing her to be temporarily rooted to her spot.
"Let! Me! Go!" Lois said tugging against Clark's death-grip.
"Lois, you can't leave, you don't know what you're up against, we have to find out why-" Clark sighed frustrated and tightened his hold against a squirming Lois, "-we have to find out why he's obsessing over you, and much more importantly what to do about it."
"Clark, if you think your Kent charm is going to help you this time, you're dead wrong. I'm going to find that perverted bastard and rearrange his face to my liking, Capiche?" Lois said, her eyebrows raised and her eyes large, a tight smile on her lips... the look of a fed up Lane.
"Lois... you're in Gotham. You don't know your way around, and much more importantly where Simon is... and if you find him you'd be in great danger."
Lois thought about what Clark said. She wasn't scared of what Simon would do to her, but she knew she didn't know where to find him. She bit the inside of her cheek and glared at Clark menacingly.
"I hate when you make sense... makes the world feel wrong." Lois said heatedly, and walked passed Clark.
He simply rolled his eyes, rather frustrated himself. At least he had convinced Lois of staying. God only knows what trouble she would've gotten into if she had her way. He was brought out of his thoughts when Lois turned back around, facing Clark.
She put her hands out in front of her and shook her head, attempting to move her bangs from her eyes. She blinked several times and began to speak, "Look.. Smallvi-"
"I cracked his password code!" Chloe yelled triumphantly from the other room, interrupting Lois's enigmatic thought. Chloe had left to the computer room when she attained the confirmation number, and had finally gained access to his files.
Lois sighed, not knowing if it was for relief that she had been interrupted, but gladly took advantage of it.
"Is it safe for me to walk through the door, or are you going to play human shackle again?" Lois asked, putting on her game face while dramatically rubbing her wrists.
Clark swallowed hard, not knowing why his mind suddenly side-tracked him with very vivid thoughts. He laughed nervously and coughed letting his hand rest on the doorknob, the other gesturing her to walk through the door, granting her a safe, and non-abusive exit.
Lois, shot him a curious glance and both walked over to the end of the other room, where Chloe was typing away.
"Okay, so I was rummaging through some of his things, and found his high school ID, containing his ID number, so I threw in his initials, and voilá, total access!" she stated proudly, looking up at Lois and Clark.
"...and." Clark pried, rather impatient. Chloe looked up at him questionably, and turned her head to her right to look at Lois who stood over her other shoulder. She shook her head in confusion, a secret smile creeping up her lips. Refocusing her attention on the screen that lay in front of her, she immediately continued to speak.
"I found a lot of computer files on a Ted Gibbon, which I found quite weird, I must say so myself... so-"
"What did it say?" Lois asked, her curiosity peaked.
"I was getting there..." Chloe said, glancing at Lois, knowing her typical behavior so well. She smiled to herself and attempted to complete her sentence again, "So, I searched him up, and found nothing suspicious. Regular guy, worked as a firefighter in Smallville 3 years ago..."
"Why am I not surprised? Well, maybe we should go find him, see what he knows about Simon." Lois suggested.
"Not happening. Our Ted Gibbon is dead."
"How long ago?" Clark asked.
"Few months." Chloe said. "-wait..." She began typing some more, and finally finding the object of her desire, spoke on, "Another D event happened a year ago."
"Who else died?" Lois asked, rather loudly, receiving an annoyed look from the only plaid-wearing male in the room, or more like in a 100 mile radius.
"Not a death Lois. A divorce, on Simon's part, and you're not going to believe from who..."
"Who...?" Lois asked suspicious.
"Louise Leigh-Ann."
"...and?" Lois asked.
"Say it 5 times real fast." Chloe commanded.
"Louise Leigh-Ann, Louise Leigh-Ann, Louise Leigh-Ann, Louise Leigh-Ann, Louise Lei- oh..." the brunette female said softly, realization hitting her upside her head. The names sounded the same.
"What does that mean then?" Clark asked.
"Let me search Louise up, and I'll let you know in a sec."
Lois began biting her nails, a habit she never accustomed to do. Clark stared at her intrigued, for he never took Lois for a nail-biter.
"What?! I tried dropping it in the 5th grade, I guess it came back to haunt me.." she stated annoyed.
Clark simply shrugged the subject off, for he preferred, at the moment, to let Lois have the last word.
"Bingo. The last puzzle piece. Louise, after divorcing Simon, wed Ted. Simon got drawn into 33- um, the army, about the same time of Ted's death. This is what I think happened..."
"Simon Henkell, married the love of his life, Louise Leigh-Ann, and had a pretty great marriage, or so he thought. After having marriage problems, Louise was too afraid to leave him. So she had a lover, Ted Gibbon. Simon found out, Louise then divorced him, married Ted, and Simon killed the guy. But, ever since Louise had left him, he's been searching for his perfect Louise, as in a sick and deranged way to 'salvage their marriage'. The report on the missing woman I read earlier today was on a Lisa Leanigh, sounds somewhat similar, I would say. I'm almost sure that the other missing woman spree also had similar names, and not to mention the single status he's desperately looking for."
"...To make sure history won't repeat itself.", Clark said softly.
"Exactly."
"Wait. You mean there were others before me?" Lois asked.
"Yeah..." Chloe said, her expression troubled.
"Well, what happened to them?"
"They disappeared off the face of the Earth, or so it seems..."
Lois gulped.
"So why send Lois flowers, and not just kidnap her." Clark said nonchalantly, this action receiving a vicious glare from the subject of his question.
"He probably wanted to reenact how they met or dated. It's likely he did the same thing with the other women. I could only imagine that when something so radical that the victims didn't have that Louise had, he would dump them. Then, wait, that way he wouldn't be suspicious. None of the victim's friends or family has pointed him out as a possible suspect. After a while, only he knows what he did to them."
"So, let's say he attempted to conquer me with his flowers, and it turned out...I don't know... I started to date someone right after, he would make me inexistent?" Lois stated, her voice high-pitched.
"That probably happened to most of these women."
"So what are we supposed to do...?" Lois asked, feeling drained.
Clark who had been leaning on the wall behind them, listening to the conversation, meekly raised a finger, as if asking for permission to speak.
"What now, Smallville?" Lois asked frustrated.
"What if she changed her identity, a different name. No double L's." Clark said, directing his question to Chloe, who seemed less likely to hurt him.
"Maybe that could work... but seeing as he's keeping tabs on Lois, he might be onto her intentions, and not let that change his. He'd probably still be convinced that Lois Lane is his new and improved Louise..."
"Well would he be able to pass up two things?" Clark said, an idea brewing up on his 'big brain'.
"What are you trying to say?" Lois and Chloe asked in unison.
Clark swallowed. "Well, what if, only hypothetically speaking, she changed her identity and married someone?"
"Marry?!" Lois asked incredulously. "Are you on crack?!"
"Not for real, Lois. You know, like a fake marriage. Meaning it wouldn't be real..." he said as if teaching a 5 year old pre-algebra.
"I know what fake means Clark!" Lois said, trying to redeem herself from Clark's put-down.
"I'm sure you do Lois..." he said, subconsciously glancing at her chest.
Lois stood agape and flew her hands over her bust. "You pervert!" Lois said, surprised by Clark straight-forward comment.
He chuckled at her reaction. "Just so you know, I happen to be a natural C cup! Thank you very much!" Lois said looking disgustedly at Clark.
"You guys, are you done with the 'Anatomy of the Female Body' chapter? Let me know when you're ready to start 'How to Get Rid of an Obsessed Stalker'..."
Clark coughed, slightly, embarrassed at his immature outburst.
"Sounds good to me.." Lois said rolling her eyes at Clark.
"Me too." he said smiling forcedly.
Chloe eyed at the playful pair in front of her and giggled to herself. She turned her attention to Clark,"Well, you asked about a fake marriage, right?"
"Yes, I did.."
"Well... seeing how his mind works, it could be enough to get him to forget Lois. If he finds out she's married and since they haven't even 'dated', he has no reason to get rid of Lois. To him, no one know his intentions." Chloe said, a sound of hope in her voice.
"Fine! I'll call the General to recruit a trained soldier who can 'marry' me and protect me from the Psycho Cyclone. Problem solved!" Lois said and dug in her pocket to fish out her phone, getting ready to make a call, when Chloe snatched it from her hands and closed it.
"Uhhh... that was for what, now..?"
"Lois, I hate to be the bearer of bad new, but Simon isn't just some crazy from Belle Reeve like you think..."
"Oh, I'm sorry.. Arkham Asylum then, makes no difference though.." she said, murmuring her last thought.
"Lois... Simon is a meteor freak.. if you want to call it that," Chloe thought how to put what she wanted to say in words without mentioning 33.1. "He's more like a super meteor freak. He has more than one ability, most likely including strength, more strength than your average Joe, or average soldier."
"Well, in that case, I'll get the phone book and look up a cheap Funeral Home." Lois said, her spirits crushed.
Chloe knew what was coming and shot a look at Clark. Clark felt a gaze and looked up at Chloe who was looking at him and then Lois, her head motioning to the sighing Lane that stood a few feet from her, making a call to what she assumed was a Funeral Home. He opened his eyes wide, and shook his head, avoiding Chloe's eyes.
"Clark!" Chloe whispered, her voice not audible to the human ear.
Clark looked up to her pleading eyes and sighed. He didn't like what was coming, but he knew he had no choice.
"Lois."
"Hold on Smallville, They're about to take me off hold."
"Lois.."
"I said give me a second!"
"LO-IS!"
"WH-AT?!" she said mocking his tone.
"Hang up the phone. No one is going to die."
Lois rolled her eyes, and covered the receiver.
"I'm not calling the Funeral Service, you idiot. I'm ordering pizza for later. That is, unless you guys want me to cook..."
"-NO!" Chloe and Clark yelled out at the same time..
"Thought so. So what were you saying Smalls'?"
Clark drew in a breath and couldn't believe what he was about to put himself into.
"Lois, I.. I... I could protect you."
"Smallville, I'm pretty sure the pizza guy isn't going to whack me with a box of bread sticks..." Lois said and snorted.
"I'm talking about Simon, Lois."
Lois eyes opened up to the size of coins. There were a few seconds of silence, and before Clark knew it, silence was no longer heard.
"Cla-" Laughter. "You're-" Laughter. "Serio-" More Laughter. Lois was holding her stomach in an attack of hysterics, attempting to speak.
Clark look very much annoyed and not to mention exasperated. He was about to start complaining when he heard something.
It was a car, not too close, but it was definitely coming in their direction. So, Clark pulled on Lois' hand and dragged her, still giggling. Chloe looked confused but once Clark looked her way she knew they had to leave, pronto. She quickly gathered her belongings and followed suit.
The car was coming closer.
The trio walked out the room and walked quickly towards the main entrance, shutting off the power on their way out. Once outside, it was then that Lois looked at her and Clark's hands clasped together. Clark looked in the direction of Lois' gaze and awkwardly released her hand. The three of them then piled into the truck. Thankfully, Lois' laughter had finally subsided, but now her curiosity had surfaced.
"Why are we leaving?"
"I heard a car coming."
"Well, you must have been hearing things because there's nothing here." she pointed out, matter-of-fact-ly.
Clark, ignoring Lois, revved the engine, and backed the car up onto the main road. After making a 3-point turn, he turned left. Even though doing this made the trip back to Smallville longer, he wanted to avoid running into Simon on the road.
Luckily, they didn't.
During the whole trip back, Lois would not seize to tease him, indicating everything was normal, for now.
"Smallville, everyone knows your plaid-wearing habit is annoying, and theoretically speaking, can cause eye damage over time,"
Glare.
"...but seriously, wearing plaid isn't going to knock Simon unconscious... Maybe if you, I don't know, spray some crop fertilizer in his eye, you can distract him and get one of your horses to kick him in the gut, you'd have a something to work with... but, other than that, you're a goner." Lois said, chuckling, proud of her taunt.
"And you would what? Ramble your way out of his psychotic clutches?" Clark said, defending himself.
"Err.. no! I happen to be a third-degree black belt, if you must know!"
Clark parked the truck on the gravel driveway, having reached the farm after the long drive. He took off his seatbelt and threw Lois a blank look.
"...That means I can kick some serious gluteus maximus..." she said mirroring his 'fake' comment he gave her earlier.
Clark still looked at her bored, as if waiting for to finish.
"...that means butt, in case you didn't know that either." Lois said while slamming in the truck door shut.
"Remind me to never agree to tag along on a road trip with you two." Chloe said, rubbing her temples while walking towards the barn.
Clark and Lois shrugged and followed Chloe up the stairs that lead to Clark's loft. Once there, the younger cousin flopped on the red couch, and threw her feet up on the chest that served as a coffee table. She exhaled and turned her attention on Lois who was standing up. She waiting for Chloe to say something that was obviously wanting out.
"Lois, Clark is right. He can protect you." Chloe said, breaking the silence.
"Cous', really.. I get that Clark's a friend and all.. and I'm sure you think of him very highly. But really, there is no need to be blind now..."
Chloe looked at Clark, and from the look on her face, he wasn't liking where the conversation promised landing.
"I think you should tell her." Chloe said, cut and dry.
Clark choked on his spit, and coughed, trying to find his voice. "Tell her?! Are you serious?" Clark said his mouth hanging open.
"Tell me what?" Lois said, throwing glances to Chloe, then Clark, and back to Chloe again.
"Clark, she's not going to give into pretending to be married to you, unless she has a damn good reason to believe that you could watch out for her. Therefore, you must tell her." Chloe said, her blond hair bouncing with her head movement.
Clark didn't like it anymore than the next guy (then again, the next guy wasn't Kryptonian), but knew Chloe was right. He really wasn't sure how she was going to react to his secret, because this was Lois they were talking about, the Lois that was more unpredictable than the personality changes of a schizophrenic.
"Okay, you guys are scaring me... Spill it out already." Lois said crossing her arms over her chest.
Clark inhaled, and exhaled. It was now or never.
"Lois, do you see that seat over there?" Clark said pointing to the chair by his desk.
"Um, yeah...?" Lois inquired, confused.
"Sit in it." Clark ordered.
True to her nature, Lois didn't listen. "No thanks Smallville, I'm fine..." she said, irritated that Clark would give her orders.
"Fine, Lois, suit yourself..."
To be continued...
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
CLIFFIES! Better get used to them, cause that's how I like to end my chappies! MWAHAH!!
Anywho, I totally forgot to thank Vaapad for the super freak idea, it really worked for the story, so thanks Vaapad! I also want to thank all my reviewers. You guys are awesome, it really pushes me to write more, so keep them reviews coming!
I'm thinking that for every chapter I'm going to post a link to a Clois vid I've done, so if you haven't watched "Just a Friend" you can, as well as my new video "Pretty Young Thing". Links are on profile!