CHAPTER 8

Still on the plane...

"Are we almost there yet?" Lois asks Clark as she finishes getting dressed.

"I think so," he replies. "I'll check with the pilot. I'll be right back," walking towards the cockpit. A minute later he returns. "We should be landing in about an hour," sitting back down in his chair.

She sits down next to him. "You know, we never did open that bottle of champagne that Oliver gave us."

"We'll just bring it with us and drink it later," he says with a smile.

She picks up the note from Oliver. "I think I'll save this for our honeymoon album," she remarks; reading it again. But then her eyebrows furrow in puzzlement.

Clark notices the look on her face. "Is something wrong Lois?"

She hands him the note. "Take a look at the handwriting on the very last line and compare it to the rest of the note. What do you see?"

He does what she asks. He looks up at her; a surprised expression on his face. "The handwriting is different," he states. He takes another look. "Yep. It doesn't match. That doesn't make sense," pulling out his cell phone.

"Who are you calling?" she asks him.

"I'm calling Oliver," dialing his number; waiting for him to answer. "Hello? Oliver? It's Clark." He listens for a moment. "We should be there in about an hour. Yes we're having a great time so far. And you were right about what you told me before the wedding. Look Oliver, I have to ask you something. Did you write the note we found with the champagne?"

He listens again. "You did," a puzzled look on his face. "Well let me ask you this: Did you write that there were no cameras or audio feeds on board?" He listens once more. "You didn't? Then who..." his voice trailing off as he realizes who did. "Because Lois and I..." He stops talking to listen to Oliver. "Alright. Thanks. Goodbye," hanging up.

"So I was right," Lois says as Clark puts his cell phone away.

"You were Lois," a frown on his face. "I'll be right back," getting up again and making his way over to the cockpit door; opening it and stepping inside.

While Lois waits for Clark to come back out, she thinks back to a conversation she had with Oliver during the reception...

"Do you mind if I cut in?" Oliver asks with a smile.

"I don't know," Clark says; pretending to think about it. "Do you mind Lois?" turning his head back to look at her.

"I'll allow it this time," she replies; letting go of Clark - but not before kissing him. "You have every other dance for the rest of our lives," she whispers in his ear. "I love you."

"I love you too," whispering back, then walking away.

Oliver takes Lois in his arms and they begin to dance. "I'm looking forward to hearing your best man speech," she says.

"I'm still working on it," he replies.

"Really?" a slightly surprised look on her face. "I thought you would have had it written months ago?"

"I did, but then I changed my mind," twirling her around.

"Well I'm sure that whatever you come up with will be great," she says. "You do have a way with words."

"Thanks for the vote of confidence," he replies with a smile. "But I'm not the only one."

They dance in silence for about a minute. "So when are you going to ask Dinah out on a date?" she asks suddenly.

He stares at her with a surprised look in his eyes. "What makes you think I'm interested in Dinah?" he replies somewhat nervously.

"Oh, I think it's the way you look at each other. Not to mention the fact that you seem to enjoy pushing each other's buttons. Watching the two of you reminds me of another couple. Hum? I wonder who it could be?" she says teasingly.

"Very funny Lois," twirling her again. But after another minute, he asks, "You really think she might be interested?"

She smiles up at him. "Absolutely. She's standing over there right now - NOT dancing. What are you waiting for?" She lets go of him. "Go," pushing him in Dinah's direction.

"Alright. You don't have to be so pushy," starting to walk away. But then he turns back around and looks at her. "Thanks Lois," he says with a smile.

"Thank me when Clark and I are dancing at your wedding Ollie," winking at him...

She looks up when she sees Clark exiting the cockpit. "So what happened?" she asks him as he sits back down in his seat.

"Apparently it was their idea of a joke," a frown on his face. "But I did get the recording," patting his pants pocket.

"That's my Smallville," leaning forward to kiss him.

"Lois?" he says after their lips pull away. "Can I ask you something?"

"You can ask me anything Clark," placing her hand on his shoulder and her lips on his neck.

"You didn't seem very shocked when we realized that we had been taped."

She stops what she's doing and looks up at him. "Well you didn't either," she counters.

He leans back in his chair. "Touché," he replies. "But seriously, why do you think neither one of us was shocked?"

She shrugs her shoulders. "I don't know. Could it be we're losing our inhibitions?"

He raises his eyebrows at her. "You think so?"

She nods her head. "I do," she replies. She gets up from her chair and sits across his lap; her hands linked around his neck as his hands move to grip her waist. "You know, I had a nice talk with your mother at the reception. You want to know what she told me?"

He smiles up at her. "Sure," he replies. "What did she say?"

"Well when I told her I was a little nervous about our first time together, she told me - quote - that it may take a little time to be in tune with each other's bodies, but it's a journey that I know you will both enjoy - unquote."

He looks at her curiously. "Well I think she was wrong about that."

She stares at him in surprise. "You do?"

"Uh huh," pulling her closer to him. "I think we're already in tune with each other's bodies," his hands pulling down the zipper of her skirt. "Umm," he sighs as his hands slip inside. "I see you took my suggestion," his fingers stroking the bare skin.

"Umm," she moans softly as his fingers continue to caress her skin. "We'll be there soon. Can't you wait one more hour?" she whispers in his ear.

He pulls away and gazes at her. "I guess I could wait a little while longer," pulling her zipper back up and tucking her blouse back in. She kisses him one more time, then gets off his lap and sits back down in her seat. Then the pilot announces that they'll be landing in a few minutes and for them to put their seatbelts on.

They both look out the window as the plane touches down a few minutes later...

TO BE CONTINUED...