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A/N: Wow! You guys are amazing! Within a few hours of posting the prologue, it got tons of hits and such wonderful reviews. I guess you guys truly were waiting for me to post, huh? ;) :P Chapter 1 is below and it is approximately 6 pages or so in MS Word. I know the prologue started out kinda slow, but I promise that the story will definitely pick up the pace – starting now.

Enjoy Chapter 1 of Switch…

Previously in Switch...

"I'm next," Zatanna's voice came from behind the rest of the crowd. They made way for her. She handed the small black box to Lois, "Thanks, Zee."

"Lois," Zatanna stopped her from opening it, "It's special, don't open it until before you walk down the aisle."

"Why? Nothing is gonna jump out of it or anything, will it?," Clark was a little apprehensive.

"Not at all. It's magic," Zatanna explained, "I want all of Lois' wishes to come true on her wedding day."

"Is it like that heart's desire thing you did to Chloe and Clark two years ago?," Lois raised an accusatory eyebrow, holding up the small box.

"No, nothing like that," Zatanna shook her head, "It'll just give you what you want for your future. It's very specific though and there's a time-lock on it. You're the only one who can work it. The magic will only work up until the point before you walk down the aisle to become Clark's wife."

"Thank you, Zatanna," Clark took the box from Lois and placed it next to their other one, "It's very thoughtful."

Zatanna smiled an acceptance. Bart came up with his present, but Lois' concentration was on the little black box. She needed to know what was inside.

Now in Switch...

Chapter 1

"That was a nice engagement party, wasn't it, Lois?," Clark commented as they entered the farmhouse. He put all the presents down on the kitchen table, "There, that's good enough for right now."

"Everybody's presents were really sweet and surprisingly, they'll all be useful," Lois agreed.

"Why don't we get ready for bed?," Clark brought her closer and started kissing her neck.

"Best idea, I've heard all night," Lois lifted her chin so he could get better access. He stopped and sighed. Lois immediately knew what it was, "Someone in trouble?"

"Mm-hmm," Clark nodded into her shoulder blade.

"Could anyone else take care of it?," Lois looked desperate.

"Un-uh," Clark shook his head in her shoulder blade. He raised his head, "I'll hurry back." He gave her a quick peck on the lips and super-sped out the door.

"I guess sharing you with the world will take some getting used to," Lois sighed. She turned her head and Zatanna's gift caught her eye. She looked around to make sure Clark wasn't back yet, "Oh, what could it hurt to open it a little early?"

She picked up the box slowly and carefully opened the top of the box, "It's beautiful."

Inside the box was a watch. She turned the face upside down and saw on the back of it, there was an engraving: I wish you eternal happiness for your life with Clark.

– Zee.

"How sweet of her," Lois put the watch on her wrist and admired it as she put the lid back on the little black box. A small breeze on the back of her neck indicated Clark's return, "I'm back, Lo."

"Everything taken care of?," Lois asked.

"Just a small bank heist, but I took care of it," Clark nodded.

"Bank heist?," Lois' eyes lit up, "Which bank? Was anybody hurt? What'd you do with the robbers? Could it be Pulitzer worthy?"

"Slow down there, Lois," Clark put her arms down, "The robbery wasn't even in this country."

"Oh," Lois looked disappointed.

"How about we get ready for bed now?," Clark asked, snaking his arms around Lois' waist in a husky voice.

"You read my mind," Lois smiled up at him. In two seconds flat, he super-sped them up to their bedroom and laid her on the bed. He laid on top of her, resting on his elbows. He lowered his head and captured her lips with his. It wasn't long before dress and tux were on the floor.

They were wrapped up in each other, Lois was lying on his chest, and their legs were crossed within each other. They were in sheer happiness. She began drawing lazy circles on Clark's chest and sighed.

"Something the matter, Lois?," Clark shifted his position so he could look at her, but they were still in each other's arms.

"Nothing really," Lois shook her head.

"Come on, Lo," Clark prodded, "I know something's troubling you. You're not engaging me with your verbal marathon of pillow-talk like usual."

"I don't know if you're going to be lying here long enough for me to say anything," Lois said barely above a whisper.

"What do you mean by that, Lois?," Clark furrowed his brows.

"I know that I have to share you with the world…," Lois started.

"I'm sensing a 'but' here," Clark looked concerned.

"No, there's no 'but'," Lois said, "It's just sometimes I wish that we could be together in a time where you don't have to go rush off and save the day. All you'd have to worry about is being with me."

"I want that too, Lois," Clark stroked her bare shoulder with his thumb, "But it's part of who I am."

"I'm not asking you to change, Smallville," Lois wanted to make sure that was abundantly clear, "I love you just the way you are and I would never make you give up a part of yourself. That's not what I want. I guess… I just…"

"Lois," Clark lifted her chin and looked into her hazel eyes as she looked up into his, "You know, I always come back. You'll never get left behind."

"I know that, Clark and that's what gets me through everything," Lois hugged him and snuggled him closer as he wrapped his arms around her tighter, "But it doesn't stop me from wishing."

Clark sighed and petted her hair, "I know."

"I love you, Smallville," Lois mumbled into his chest. She was on the brink of sleep. He kissed the top of her head, "I love you too, Lo."

They drifted off to sleep and they both failed to notice Lois' watch start to glow a deep-purple. The glow ran across Lois' arm and encased Lois and Clark. The hands of the watch started racing backwards and as soon as it started, it stopped and the glowing ceased.

2003

Clark slowly started to awake and moved his arm to pull Lois closer. He snapped his eyes open when he didn't feel Lois by his side, "Lois?"

He sat straight up, "Lois? Where'd you go?"

"When'd I get into my pajamas?," he looked down at himself in confusion. He looked to see if she left him a note on her pillow, but no such luck. He got out of bed and called out Lois' name again, "Lois? Come on, where'd you go?"

Clark bounded down the stairs and stopped in his tracks, "Mom?"

"Morning, sweetheart," Martha greeted him.

"Mom, you're early," Clark embraced her in a hug.

She came out of the hug, "Early? Early for what?"

Now Clark was confused. Before he could say anything, another presence entered the kitchen, "Hey, Mrs. Kent, Clark."

"Chloe?," Clark was surprised to see her, "What are you doing here? Did you get a haircut?"

"Your mom invited me for breakfast and no I didn't," Chloe answered him and looked at his state of dress, "Why aren't you dressed yet?"

Clark shook his head. He'd figure out everything out later, "Have you guys seen Lois?"

"Lois?," Martha didn't recognize the name, "Who's that?"

"Mom, you're funny, but I'm not joking around," Clark wasn't in the mood for jokes, "Do you know where she went? Did you see her come down?"

"Sweetheart, I don't know who you're talking about," Martha apologized.

"Are you talking about my cousin?," Chloe asked.

"Yeah," Clark played along, "Have you seen her? She must've upped and left… probably a lead on a story or something, but she didn't leave me a note."

"Clark? What are you talking about? You've never even met my cousin and I don't even know how you know about her," Chloe said, "I've never mentioned her to you before."

"Okay, stop joking around," Clark wasn't in the mood, "I'll just call her cell."

Martha and Chloe shared a look and just shrugged at each other. They had no idea why Clark was acting the way he was, "Clark? Are you feeling okay?"

"I should be asking you the same question," Clark said with the phone to his ear.

"I'm sorry, your call cannot be completed as dialed," the operator buzzed in Clark's ear.

"What the hell is going on here?," Clark slammed the receiver in frustration.

"Clark! Language," Martha scolded.

"I'm gonna head to the Planet and see if Lois is there," Clark started for the door.

"In your pajamas?," Martha asked and then Chloe continued, "Why would my cousin be at the Daily Planet?"

Clark just looked at his mother and Chloe like they were losing their minds. He didn't have time for it. He started out the door, but backed up instead as Jonathan Kent came inside.

Lois started to wake up and turned around to wrap her arms around her fiancée, but she jerked awake when she didn't feel him by her side. She sat straight up and was even more confused when she saw she wasn't even in their bedroom, "What the hell? Clark?"

"Where the hell am I?," she crawled out of her bed and exited the room. She stopped in her tracks when she saw her dad walk by and when she saw the initials "FR" on the concrete wall, she knew exactly where she was, "How did I get to Fort Ryan? I've gotta find Smallville."

"Morning, son," Jonathan smiled at Clark. Clark continued to back up, he had no idea what to make of his situation, "Dad?"

"Yeah?," Jonathan answered, thinking Clark was addressing him. He turned to see Clark looked scared, "Are you okay, son?"

"Clark's been acting weird ever since he came down the stairs," Martha told him, "He said I was early for something."

Before Clark could say anything, the phone rang. Clark was still too shocked to do anything, so Jonathan answered the phone, "Hello?"

"Mr. Kent?," Lois was on the other line. She knew something was up now, "Is Clark there?"

"May I ask who's calling?," Jonathan asked. He looked to Clark, "Do you know a Lois?"

"Lois?," Clark immediately perked up and took the phone from his dad, "Lois? Where are you?"

"I'm at Fort Ryan. What the hell happened? Was that really your dad that answered the phone?," Lois asked.

"Yeah it was and I don't have any idea what's going on," Clark answered.

"Clark? I don't know about you, but I don't want to be late for school, so I'm just going to head out and see you there," Chloe got up.

"School?," Clark was confused, "What are you talking about?"

"That place we go during the day where we learn, we get assignments, we write for The Torch," Chloe started naming stuff off.

"Smallville, put me on speakerphone," Lois ordered him so he did, "Chloe? Is that you?"

"Lois? Is that really you?," Chloe went up to the phone.

"No, it's the Easter Bunny," Lois retorted.

"Yup, that's her," Chloe laughed, "How'd you get the Kents' number?"

"Smallville? You wanna take that one?," Lois asked.

"Gee, thanks, Lois," Clark replied, "Do you want to come home? We need to figure out what's going on."

"I'd love to, but the General would get a little suspicious," Lois answered.

"I could always speed you out here," Clark suggested.

"Speed?," Chloe asked intrigued.

"Chloe, why don't you go to class. Something tells me Clark might be a little late to school today," Martha ushered Chloe out the door.

"Clark? Could you hang up, son?," Jonathan turned to Clark as soon as Chloe left reluctantly.

"Why?," Clark kept Lois on the line.

"I think he's wondering why you just mentioned your super-speed to someone other than them," Lois answered for the elder Kent.

"Exactly," Jonathan said, "Who are you?"

"Maybe it would be better if I was there in person. I'll just tell the General that I'm going to visit Chloe," Lois tried.

"Will he buy that?," Clark asked.

"You know the General, Smallville… plus I have a way with words," Lois replied, "Do you know where Fort Ryan is?"

"Is it that same bunker from when I had to fight that Zoner?," Clark asked.

"That'd be it," Lois replied.

"Then I'll meet you there in a little bit and bring you back here," Clark said.

"All right, give me about five minutes, Smallville. Meet me in the General's office," Lois said, "See you in a few."

"See you," Clark hung up.

"Okay, Clark, would you care to explain what's going on here?," Jonathan folded his arms, "How does this girl know about your speed?"

"I," Clark started, "I don't even know what's going on here. And she knows about me because it would be a little weird if my fiancée didn't know about me."

"Fiancée?," Martha was taken aback and Jonathan cut in, "How could you be getting married? You're only sixteen years old!"

"Sixteen?," Clark started to see what was going on, "I'm not sixteen, I'm twenty-four… or at least I was yesterday."

"But you still look sixteen," Martha said. Clark furrowed his eyebrows and picked up the toaster to see his reflection, "Whoa, talk about a blast from the past."

TBC

Yup, you're reading right. They've switched with their younger selves from 2003. And you're also correct in your calculation – that's Season 3. Lois and Clark haven't met yet. :P I thought it'd be a lot more fun that way. ) Oh, and just so everybody doesn't get confused – for future reference, "Clark and Lois" are L&C from 2011 in the past and "Kent and Lane" are L&C from 2003 in the future. 8-)

That's gotta be weird, right? Seeing your reflection and you look younger? :P Originally, I was going to stop the prologue when Jonathan walked in, but then thought it'd be better to end it where I did and change up where Chapter 1 would end instead. ;) :)

I hope it's not too bad of a cliffie and that you guys will keep coming back for more! Please reply. I really love them all and they bring such a big smile to my face when I read them. It lets me know that people are actually enjoying my work. *hugs*

Thanks to everybody who's also just reading. I appreciate you too! :D

Clois Forever! :D