*Chapter Eight*

POV: Clark Kent

I was gone, erased from her memory as if I had never been there. I sat desolate on my couch, slumped over on top of myself as I had been for the last twenty-four hours. Nothing I could do would make Lois remember. How could she just forget me though? I mean, it was easy to forget Clark Kent but Superman? I don't think many people forget him. My phone buzzed from beside me.

Jimmy Olsen. The screen screamed. I picked it up. "Hello, this is Clark Kent speaking." I heard clattering on the other end. "Hey, Chief and I are going to see Lois, want to come?" I paused. There was no way that I would want to see Lois again, but if her supposed friend Clark Kent didn't show up to visit her than it would be a little odd. Not that she even remembered who Clark Kent was. "Sure." I finally replied. "Good." Jimmy chuckled. "I'm a little scared to see Lois not like Lois. Did you hear what was wrong?"

I nodded before remembering that Jimmy couldn't see me. "She has amnesia, but only about things after her thirteenth birthday." Jimmy gave a low whistle. "So, the divorce, Metropolis and us are gone from her mind?" I sighed. "That's basically it." Jimmy groaned. "And it's practically my fault." He said bitterly. "It's not." I protested. Jimmy was silent for a minute. "Well, I'll see you at the hospital in like, say five minutes?" I slowly stretched and stood up. "See you there." The trip to the hospital was actually ten minutes from my apartment, but because of my, gifts, I was able to make it there in approximately three minutes and seven seconds.

I waited anxiously by the main entrance. A few minutes later Perry came stomping over, Jimmy trailing nervously behind. "Mr. White, I'm surprised you came." I admitted. Perry looked at me sternly. "So am I Kent. Hey, I have a feeling Miss Lane will be a phenomenal reporter, and to be honest she reminds me a bit if my daughter." I couldn't help but smile. Perry was rough and tumbles, but it was clear that he really cared about Lois. "Is there something funny Kent?" He snapped. My smile faded and I bit my lip. "Funny? No sir." He gave a brisk nod. "Good. Now let's get this over with."

We pushed into the hospital. The overwhelming smell of antibacterial and elderly people rushed into my heightened senses. Jimmy led us to Lois's room. "Here you go Chief." He gestured towards the door. "It's in the middle of visiting hours." Perry got a pained smile and slowly entered Lois's room. She looked over. "Perry White?" She asked flatly. "Erm, ah, yes." Perry stuttered. Lois looked away. "Apparently you're my editor." Perry nodded as he came to stand by Lois. "I hired you as an intern, yes."

Lois hadn't even noticed Jimmy or me yet. She studied Perry for a moment before giving an incredulous sigh. "My editor icon and dream boss hired me and I have not even one drop of recognition of it." She sighed. "I hate myself right now." Perry awkwardly patted her hand with his large paw like hand. Lois noticed Jimmy. "Where'd they pick you up?" She asked blatantly. Jimmy's eyes were unnaturally large behind his glasses. "Wisconsin?" He asked.

Lois nodded as if it made perfect sense. "I'm Jimmy Olsen, a photographer." Jimmy explained. Lois rolled her eyes. "I know who you are idiot." Jimmy looked confused. "But I thought you had…" "Memory lost?" Lois finished. "I do, but people have been coming in all day to tell me about my life. Some skank named freaking Cat tried to tell me we were best friends." Perry snorted and Jimmy awkwardly adjusted his blazer. "You and Cat don't really get along." He suggested.

Lois smiled. "I figured." Jimmy grinned. "I heard that you were at my accident." She told Jimmy. He blushed. "Yeah, uh, you came with me when I went to take pictures at the cannery. I'm so-" Lois held up a hand. "It's fine Jimmy." She turned and accidently looked me in the eye. Her face lit up like the Fourth of July.

"You came back!" She practically squealed. My pulse quickened. Jimmy turned to look at me curiously. "What does she mean back?" He whispered. "I haven't been here yet." I lied. Lois shook her head indignantly. "Yes you have. I recognize that voice and the eyes." Lois giggled. "Where did the spandex suit go?" It was Perry's turn to raise an eyebrow.

"Are you kidding, spandex?" He mouthed.

I shrugged. "I'm sorry Lois, but you must be confused. I'm Clark Kent, and I intern with you." Lois frowned.

"You're might be Clark Kent but you were here earlier, and you called yourself Superman."