Vision

Hey guys…sorry I haven't blogged in awhile. My super sluethy cousin had been extra nosy since our whole "I think these kids might be aliens" talk. About a week ago I saw her snooping on my computer searching through all my old Inquisitor articles! Not that I really blame her…if the situation was reverse I'd definitely sneak a peek at Chloe's computer. Especially if I thought she was hiding something from me. So…in an effort to get Chloe off my back (and away from my computer) I've put the blog on hond and gocused on being the best maid of horror ever. But lately Chloe's ben so busy she hasn't had time for brown nosing. So…I'm back and finally ready to answer that particular question about my dreams…this last dream I has was just…I don't even know how to describe it. So let me start with the ones I can explain…the pictures.

Ever since Sara, Jonny, and Clark left I've been having dreams about the future. Okay my future…with Clark. I know it sounds crazy but I can't get the images out of my head. I see it in my mind like a slide show. Different frozen "pictures" (because that's what it looks like to me) will come and go. There will be images with Sara and I…my favorites are of us baking both our faces completely caked with flour. Sometimes Clark will be holding Jonny up next to a giant Christmas tree so he can put up the Kent Angel. Sometimes I see three children running with Shelby and even though I can't see their faces I know they're smiling. The oddest image I have to assume was taken by a four year old. I'm smiling looking up at someone (who's head is cut out of the shot) wearing a red and blue "S". And then there are the countless photos of just Clark and I. Some are of him holding my hand. A couple are of, what I can assume, is our wedding day. Him in a beautiful black tux (wearing those same god awful glasses) and me in a lovely white dress wearing a lovely heart shaped locket. A few of us together…cradling my pregnant belly which is litteraly the size of Jupiter. There might be one or two pictures of Clark and I kissing and (even in my sleep) I can feel myself blush. My favorite one, though, looks like it could be taken tomorrow. Smallville and I are (I think) on the roof of the Daily Planet overlooking all of Metropolis. We're both smiling. I'm smiling at the camera (possibly because I'm the one taking the picture) and Smallville's smiling at me. He's looking at me (in that gorgeous suit) the way Clark did when he came to pick up Jonny and Sara. I don't know why…but for some reason this picture gives me so much hope. It makes me believe that there is something more between Smallville and I. But I could be wrong. There's a chance the stranger with the "S" will be my husband. Who knows? They're just dreams.

But this last dream I had wasn't like the others. It was so real…it was as though I was there. I tried to explain pieces of it to Smallville but he just looked at me like I was crazy and suggested I focous on my work (which is normally my line). Anyway…so I'm in the Kent house kitchen…and it looks like I'm trying to save dinner. Smoke is billowing out of the oven and I'm waddling (oh yea I'm pregnant by the way) using some very colorful language. I can tell immediately that I'm extremely worried. Mostly because this is the fourth chicken I've burned and I keep looking at that stupid clock over kitchen sink.

"Damn it Clark" I hear myself say while shaking my head at the clock "Where the hell are you?"

I guess that question is still currently unanswered.

Suddenly a flash of purple light comes from right outside the house. It's very breif but in an instant three very recognizable and disticnt voices begin to chatter about from right outside the back door.

"I wanted to spend more time with Mommy" I hear a little Jonny whine "She was really funny!"

"Yea…she was" I hear myself in Sara's voice "But I hope we didn't get you in any trouble Daddy"

The minute all three of them cross the threshold of the house…it is as though a bomb is about to go off.

"Jonny, Sara!" my voice is about ready to crack…oh man am I mad "Oh thank God!" I hug them like I can't bare to let them go.

"Mommy" Jonny uncomfortablely sqeaks "You're hurting me.."

"Don't you two ever do that to me…again!" I let go..but I am far done from talking that is for sure.

"What were you two thinking? Do you know how worried I've been? And you!" My focous now on Clark with my hands on my hips…lips curled back…uh-oh…I hope dream Clark is ready a fight "What where you thinking leaving me hear like that? Not even telling me you were going back? You do know stress can cause a woman can go into early labor Smallville…right?"

"Jonny…Sara honey…why don't you both go to bed. Mommy and I will be with you in a minute"

The two of them seem to suddenly vanish and it is just Clark and I…alone in the kitchen.

"Lois" Clark says in the way that always seems to soften me even when I'm raging mad "I didn't mean to leave you out…I just didn't want you to get hurt"

"So you just take off…without telling me?"

"Lois…time travel is dangerous. You know what happended the last time. I knew that if I told you I was searching for them you'd find a way to come along and I couldn't let that happen Lois" he places his hand on my belly softly as though it was some sort of precious gift.

"Please forgive me?" he smiles while giving me a soft kiss

"Depends…how quickly can you get me to the hospital? My water just broke"

Clark's face is too priceless to even describe…a mixture of horror, confusion, and joy doesn't even fully cover how wonderful that timid smile on his face is.

"What?"

"I told you Smallville…stress increases the liklihood of going into early labor!" I say in exasperation

"That's true…but are you sure this isn't a factor?" and then he's kissing me deeply and I swear I can feel his tongue running down my throat even in my sleep! And that's the moment I decide to wake up!

I don't know guys…I know it's just a dream but it didn't feel like one. It felt like I was there! Like everything that way happening was really happening to me. I can't explain it…I don't know how. Do any of you have any clues as to how this is even possible? Please let me know…I love hearing from you guys. I promise to blog again soon. Talk to you all later

Bulldog (changed signoff so blondes won't recognize me…hopefully)