Chapter 4

Lois had gone from the organizing process to putting things in boxes. She was moving into Clark's tomorrow. She didn't know how this was going to work, but she'd agreed to try. Shoving her clothes into an already full box, she saw a shadow step into the dim light.

"Oliver!"

"Lois," he said, stepping up towards her.

There were boxes and clutter everywhere. His eyes scanned her and in her jeans and blouse she wondered if he could tell she was pregnant. As if reading her thoughts he answered her question.

"I know, Lois. Chloe told me."

"God, that girl! I'm going to kill her!"

Oliver smiled a little, leaving Lois's door open.

"Oliver, I'm sorry," she said, backing away from him as he came towards her.

"What are you sorry for?" he asked, still coming towards her.

She didn't know exactly. It wasn't as if she'd cheated on him.

"I don't have an answer to that."

"Then stop backing away from me."

Lois stopped. "So Chloe called you here, to check up on me and she told you that I'm…"

"Pregnant with Clark's baby?"

"Yeah."

"And now you're packing to move in with him."

Lois licked her lips. Suddenly that fluttery feeling in her stomach for him was gone.

"Why are you here again?"

Oliver grinned, looking down. He wasn't exactly sure why he was here except that Chloe demanded it. But he couldn't resist another look at Lois, even if she was pregnant with someone's child. Lois picked up a box and began carrying it out of her room down the stairs of the Talon. He followed her.

"Is that too heavy?" he called after her.

"Please," Lois rolled her eyes. "I'm perfectly capable of carrying a box. Besides, as you well know, this isn't an ordinary baby I'm carrying. I'm carrying an extra-terrestrial."

"Ah yes," he said, going down the steps after her. "And you're just holding a little bit of hostility, aren't you?"

"I'll get over it," she sighed.

"Should've known when you kissed him."

"Uh, which YOU setup to make me look like an idiot," she said once she got to the bottom of the stairs.

"No, to protect you."

"I was trying to kiss you. You set me up, end of story."

"Lois—"

"Look, Oliver, we're over, I have a life inside me that I have to figure out how to take care of, how to protect from the evils of the world. What do you want?"

"White flag, I'm sorry. Look, I won't stay long. I just wanted to see you. I know we're over. I heard everything you said and if it's really going to be Clark for you, that's wonderful."

She raised an eyebrow.

"Really?"

"No, of course not. It seems a little hypocritical for you."

"For me?"

"Yes. I have a double life, he has a double life."

Lois put her hands up. "Okay, first off, he doesn't go off and leave me every two seconds for some larger than life adventure."

"He never leaves you in the middle of a conversation?"

Lois was bugged by the fact that he had a point.

"He didn't tell me I'd only have him on the weekends. He was here, holding me while you were gone."

"Yes, obviously."

Lois eyed him angrily.

"Okay, Oliver, enough with the cheap shots."

"I don't want to do this," he said, calming down, taking her hand. "I flew half way across the world to see you, not to upset you. You're going to have a baby and there is truly nothing more beautiful than a woman who's pregnant."

At that moment Clark Kent came into the Talon in search of Lois and saw the two of them together, Oliver with his hand on Lois's stomach.

"I'm going to be huge," Lois said, smiling.

"You'll be gorgeous," Oliver told her. "Would you do me a favor?"

"Sure."

"Let me kiss you goodbye."

Before she could think of anything to say, her lips were lost in his kiss.

She brought her hands up to stop him but he just caught them, bringing them down.

Across the room Clark watched, his anger pooling deep inside. As the kiss became deeper, Lois became lost in it, but only for a moment. Pulling back she felt a wave of air brush over her and turned to look around.

"What?"

"Thought I felt something," she said.

"Well I would hope so," he grinned.

She slapped his chest.

"You know, I'm only realizing now just how arrogant you are."

"Goodbye, Lois."

"Goodbye."

"I wish you every safety in the world. If you need anything, you or Clark, call on me."

She nodded. "I'll be careful."

XxX

Outside, Oliver phoned Chloe.

"I did what you asked."

"Thanks, Oliver. I think we stirred up just the perfect trouble. I hope it'll be enough."

"I can't believe you want me helping in this way."

"If you want Lois to be happy…" Chloe began.

"I know, I know," Oliver replied. "If they need my help again…"

"I will let you know."

XxX

Clark couldn't get the image of Lois and Oliver out of his head. He walked around the block a dozen times trying but it was looping inside his mind obsessively. He didn't know why Oliver had come back but he'd be damned if Oliver was going to win Lois back without a fight from him. Clark finally wanted something besides the repetitious unhealthy relationship with Lana that went in circles to nowhere land and he wasn't about to let Oliver get in his way.

Going back towards the Talon he heard Lois's CD player playing soft music and he could smell steam and water from the shower. He opened the unlocked door to see Lois ringing her hair out with a towel.

"Lois."

She jumped, turning to him.

"God, Smallville, warn a person."

There were boxes everywhere. Her closets were empty and she wore a robe with a surprised look in her eyes.

"Did you call him?"

She sighed walking passed him.

"What did you see?" she asked, aggravated.

"I saw plenty. What, is he going to join in on the family fun now?"

"Clark, I don't need this. I am doing the very best I can. I have done everything I know how to do in the most agreeable way. He came back, he kissed me. Excuse me for two seconds letting him."

She threw the towel down and picked up a box and picked up a box besides her bedroom mirror. When she turned around, she was startled to find Clark right in front of her. Clark's left hand on her elbow prevented her from moving forward towards the living room.

"What are you doing?" She swallowed, his close proximity obviously affecting her.

Clark's right hand glided to tangle his fingers in her wet tendrils, then let his hand gently caress her cheek.

She struggled, but failed miserably to keep her eyes from closing.

"Don't you feel it?" he asked her.

"Smallville…" She breathed.

She felt him gently bending her head back, arching her face up towards his.

"Lois, tell me you feel it," he said while hovering his mouth over hers.

"Smallville…I…do," she whispered.

The box slid out of her hands.

She felt him gently bending her head back arching her face up towards his. Lowering his mouth over hers he kissed her. Once the spark between them ignited, Clark felt his passion for Lois overtake him. Pushing her mouth open he shoved his tongue inside, lightly fluttering over her inner recesses, reminding her of all he was. She wrapped her around his neck and kissed him back with force.

Their tongues danced together, fighting each other for power. When they finally broke apart, they were both breathless.

"I just wanna feel you," he caressed, pushing her robe off her shoulders. "I wanna feel something besides all the pain I've felt the last seven years."

She felt her body aching for him, her nipples tightening against the robe. He slid his hands from her shoulders to her breasts, squeezing them gently. Licking her lips with his tongue he circled her nipples pushing her back against her mirror.

"Tell me you feel me," he pleaded, skimming his hands possessively down her flat but pregnant stomach.

She surrendered completely. She had no choice.

"I do," she breathed, feeling every piece of him.

He pushed the robe off her body sliding his fingers down as he drew his knee up to push her legs apart. Nearly losing her balance he caught her.

"Clark, please," she whispered with desperation, never remembering wanting anyone this much.

She reached her hands to his jeans beginning to fumble with the buttons. Clark's hands immediately stopped hers.

"What?" she asked, momentarily sober.

"You, I want to feel you."

"I'm going to let you feel me," she assured, trying to free her hands but he kept them firmly in his grasp.

"No, you're pregnant. I'm not going to jeopardize the baby."

"But you didn't hurt me."

"And we were lucky! Lois, let me touch you. In nine and a half months I will bury myself in you but right now, let me just touch you."

And then his mouth was on hers again, sucking, licking, nipping and tasting. She was gone when his fingers slammed up inside her, knocking all crucial areas. She soaked his fingers immediately feeling instant lust.

Urging him lower, Lois wanted his tongue doing what his fingers were. Inhaling the scents of her soaps and shampoo, Clark made arches on her inner thighs with his tongue, using his super-strength to hold her weakening body up against the cool mirror behind her. Thrusting his tongue deep into her she felt the moans come loud and clear and using a white sleeve she sucked on it to keep from having her moans echo throughout the Talon.

Tasting as far in as he could he delicately and deeply drove his tongue in, driving her crazy as he opened her, loving her with his tastes. He could feel her tremors against him coming harder and harder causing him to hold her bucking hips still until she came, hard and smooth.

Picking her robe up off the floor he wrapped her trembling body in the warm, white material.

"I know you feel like you're doing everything that I'm telling you. I know you feel like everything's changing and you have no control but that's not how I want you to feel."

Lois, still recovering, ran her fingers through her damp hair.

"You know what, I've never been pregnant before and I've never been in a situation where I've slept with someone in the way that we slept together—"

"I need you," he said.

She met his eyes hesitantly.

"I've spent seven years in a dependent relationship based on nothing but a fantasy to be normal. I thought it was love but now I realize it was the idea of being in love and it was unfair to her. I had this image of us together and I put her on this pedestal. She and I have had so many problems lately and they've always been there but I've been too scared to address them. You, being with you gave me the strength to do that."

"Clark," Lois interrupted. "You two, you have so much. I promise, I have seen what you two have. Give it time—"

"No," Clark said, shaking his head. "No, it took me over seven years but I finally got it. Being with her, I thought I could I feel normal, feel human, but being with her I realize that it wasn't possible. I had nothing in common with her. Even when she knew my heritage, knew my powers, it still wasn't right and I kept ignoring it. But then, when I was with you, you, I do feel normal. You've known what I've needed more than anyone else."

Lois's eyes became glossy. She never had anyone confess something like this to her.

"You, you are someone I could build a life with and I want it. I want you. And you need to know that I will never leave you alone. I am not Oliver or Grant or anyone else. I will be with you every step of the way and this is a life we will have together. You will be by my side. Just because I have this life doesn't mean you are anything I would, or could, ever leave behind. You are essential to my life. You keep me alive."

She felt her body relax at his words. She was so strong for herself all the time and she with him felt herself ease slightly. Was that okay? Was that something she would regret later?

"It's okay," he told her, seeing her struggle with her thoughts. "It's okay," he whispered, cupping her face and pulling her to him, holding her as silent tears fell down her face. "You're so used to being strong on your own. You can let me help you."

"You can help me move back into your place."

He kissed her hand.

~~~~~~To Be Continued~~~~~~