CHAPTER 9: THE HONEYMOON - DAY 1
Fiji Nadi International Airport
"I can't believe we've finally arrived," Lois says to Clark as they descend the steps from Oliver's plane.
"Actually we're almost there," he replies. "We have to take one more plane ride - remember?"
"That's right - I forgot," taking his hand as they start walking towards the airport terminal. "What kind of plane is it anyway? And do you know how long the flight is?" she asks him.
"According to Oliver, it's only a 28 minute flight by seaplane to Vatulele Island," he replies.
"Well that's not too bad," she replies as they enter the Nadi Domestic Terminal. Clark walks over to the appropriate counter while Lois sits down on one of the nearby benches with their luggage by her side. He comes back a few minutes "That didn't take long?" she remarks.
"We already had a reservation so we're all set," he replies; sitting down next to her. "Oliver had to pull some strings with the airport because our arrival time didn't coincide with their standard arrival times. So we're going to be the only passengers on the plane." He adds, "He also had to pull some strings with the resort because we're not checking in at their regular time."
"I see," she replies; a thoughtful expression on her face. Then she asks, "So what time do we leave?"
"The plane leaves in about 20 minutes," he tells her. "We should be boarding in about 10," glancing at his watch.
She puts her head on his shoulder as he puts his arm around hers. After a couple minutes, she asks him, "You never told me what made you pick Fiji," looking up at him.
He smiles down at her. "That's a interesting story," he replies as he starts to tell her about it...
"I just can't decide where we should go on our honeymoon," throwing yet another pamphlet down on the table.
"I'm sure you'll come up with something," Chloe replies; taking a sip of her coffee.
"Of course you will," Oliver agreeing with her.
"I don't want to take her to just any place. It should be special. We're only going to have one first honeymoon. It has to be...romantic," sitting back in his chair with a sigh.
"How about Jamaica?" Chloe asks him.
"Nah," shaking his head.
"Hawaii?" is Oliver's suggestion.
"That's not quite right either," a frown on his face. He gets up from the table. "I'm just gonna go home and clear my head. Maybe then I'll come up with something."
"That sounds like a good idea," Oliver replies.
"I'll see you guys later," Clark says; walking away from the table. Once he's outside, he super speeds back to the farm; walking into the living room and sitting down on the couch. He slips off his shoes and props his feet up on the coffee table. He keeps muttering to himself about where they should go.
He decides to watch some television to take his mind off his decision; picking up the remote and turning the television on. He's flipping through the channels when he comes across a documentary on the Discovery channel on the making of the movie "Cast Away." He leaves it on; thinking it sounds interesting. But his interest is peaked even further when the director of the film talks about the experience of filming in Fiji. He continues to watch with fascination; noting how beautiful Fiji appears to be. It gives him an idea.
He shuts off the television and walks over to the desk; taking out his laptop. He brings up the search engine and starts to do a little research on Fiji. He finds a resort that seems perfect. He frowns when he sees the cost. He walks back over to the couch; pulling out his cell phone as he sits back down.
"Hey Oliver it's Clark. I found the perfect place to take Lois for our honeymoon, but there is one problem. I can't afford it." He listens for a moment. "I can't ask you to pay for the whole thing. It's the grooms responsibility to pay for the honeymoon - not the best man. Besides, you've already done enough for us." He listens again. "I could never repay you for this. Are you sure?" hesitating for a moment. "Alright, but I'm only agreeing to this because I want it to be extra special for Lois. Thanks Oliver. You're a true friend. Bye." He hangs up the phone and sits back against the couch with a big smile on his face; thinking about how he can't wait to see the expression on her face...
"So that's how you came up with Fiji?" Lois remarks; lifting her head to gaze up at him.
"That's right," kissing her on the lips. "You can thank Robert Zemeckis for deciding to make the film there," he quips.
"Well the next time I see him I will," she replies with a smirk.
"You really are a smart-ass aren't you," he says teasingly.
"I'm not the only one," she counters.
"Who, me?" acting all innocent.
"Don't give me that innocent look there Smallville. There's NOTHING innocent about you. At least, not anymore," winking at him.
"I could say the same for you," returning her wink with one of his own. But before she could respond, they hear the announcement for their flight.
"That's us," he says; standing up and picking up their suitcases. She stands up and follows him over to the gate that leads to the plane. Clark hands their tickets to the attendant. Then the gate opens; allowing them to make their way over to the plane. Their suitcases are loaded as they climb the few steps onto the plane and sit down; securely fastening their seatbelts. Once the plane is cleared for take-off, it begins to taxi down the runway, picking up speed until it finally takes off into the clear blue sky...
28 minutes later...
"Look at that Clark," pointing out the window. "Isn't it beautiful?" staring at the white coral reefs surrounded by endless blue-green waters.
"It's not half as beautiful as you are," he whispers in her ear; laying a soft kiss behind her ear while putting his arm around her.
"You really are a romantic aren't you?" turning her face towards him.
He just shrugs his shoulders; leaning his head forward to kiss her. They're still kissing as the plane lands on the water; slowly taxiing to a stop on the beach. They finally pull apart when they notice that the plane has come to a stop. "Let's go," unbuckling his seatbelt as she does the same. They both step out of the plane and onto the beach. As their luggage is taken off the plane, they are greeted by one of the resorts staff members.
"Welcome to Vatulele Island Resort," he replies; handing each of them a glass of champagne and a cool towel.
"Thank you," Clark and Lois both reply at the same time; taking sips of the champagne.
"Your villa, or as we call them 'Bures' is right over there," pointing to it. "Follow me," he says; picking up their luggage and beginning to walk towards it. Clark and Lois both follow him; reaching it within a few minutes. Lois is about to step inside when Clark stops her; lifting her up into his arms and carrying her inside.
"Don't want to jinx it," looking down at her; a smile on his face.
"Honeymooners, right?" he asks them.
"How did you guess?" Lois remarks; a twinkle in her eyes as Clark sets her down.
"Lucky guess," he replies. "Where would you like your luggage?"
"You can just put it right there for now," pointing to a spot in the living room.
He puts it in the spot Clark pointed out and begins to show them the layout of the villa. "As you can see, the architecture of the villa is a combination of Fijian and Mediterranean. There is easy access to the water. You also have your own private stretch of beach. There is also a spacious terrace." He adds, "From the living room, you only have to walk up three steps to the bedroom - which has a King-sized bed." Clark and Lois can't help but blush at the thought of the King-sized bed. "The nearest Bure is approximately 50 meters away, so you'll have plenty of privacy."
"Where do we eat?" Lois asks him.
"There's a large central pavilion overlooking the lagoon. There are also many options for private dinners as well," handing Clark several pamphlets describing the various options for dining, as well as the various activities to be found on the island. "There is a phone located in the living room," pointing to the coffee table. "It's strictly within the resort itself. You can't call long distance. If you need anything, just give us a call. There's a list of extensions next to it." After a moment, he asks, ""Do you have any questions?"
"Not right now," Clark replies; looking at one of the pamphlets.
"Very good," he replies walking towards one of the doors leading to the beach. Clark and Lois follow him; stopping at the door. "Like I said, just give us a call. And congratulations," extending his hand to Clark; shaking it.
"Thank you," Clark replies.
"Yes thank you," Lois also replies; shaking his hand as well.
"Have a nice evening," he says with a smile; walking through the doorway and closing the door behind him.
"I thought he'd never leave," Clark turning to Lois; pulling her into his arms.
"I know," planting her lips on his as they make their way to the bedroom; rapidly pulling off each other's clothes in the process...
TO BE CONTINUED...