Revealed continues Chapter 15 –– This chapter is huge!
"Lois, what do you think? Did you want to head back to the office and file our report?" He asked hesitantly. "I can hardly think about anything else!" Lois hugged him tightly. "I mean, you're it…you're the biggest news there is…you're the Blur." She rambled excitedly.
"Maybe we ought to go somewhere more private?" Clark offered, fearing that someone on the street would overhear them. "I guess so." Lois was now less sure of herself. The shock was starting to set in. "Uh…let's take the elevator this time." He took her by the hand and led her through the alley and into the Daily Planet lobby. Lois had gone silent again.
In the elevator, they usually stole a moment to make out. Now, Lois stood beside him in stunned silence. Clark was beginning to worry that he'd made a mistake, using his powers in front of her. He rationalized that he'd had no choice. The creature would have likely ripped Lois to shreds.
The elevator door opened, and the noisy newsroom attracted their attention. Workers scurried from one side of the floor to the other. Lois felt as if she was slogging through a dream. Had she truly seen what she thought she saw?
Clark absently guided her to their shared desks. Lois glanced at his nameplate. She turned towards him with a pained expression on her face. "Is your name really Clark Kent?" She asked, her voice just above a whisper. "Yes." He responded. "And no."
"Huh?" Lois was growing more confused by the second. "It's either the truth, or it isn't." She added with a hurt tone in her voice. "See, Lois, there are two truths." Clark began, mindful of a number of employees that were edging in closer to them.
"What?" Lois's eyes narrowed. "Should I stop calling you Smallville?" Clark shook his head. "Please don't, Lois. I kind of like it." He tentatively touched her shoulder, and she did flinch a bit, before regaining her composure. "It reminds me who I am, and where I came from."
"Lois, do you trust me?" Clark stared directly into her eyes. She took a moment to respond, getting lost in his gaze. "Yes." Lois gulped. "I have an idea." Clark forced a thin grin. "Come with me?" He extended a hand to her. She took it, but her hand was trembling.
Clark guided her to the rooftop exit, and gently shoved the locked door open, mentally promising to fix it later. He led her to the center of the roof, and stopped, turning to face her. The sun was starting to lower on the distant horizon. Lois took a deep breath. "So, talk to me." She urged.
Clark felt her hand steady, but he could hear her heart beating double time. "Okay, Lois, relax." Clark tried to soothe her with his voice. Lois nodded, but her heart kept pounding. "Maybe I should get you a drink?" He asked half seriously. "I still have some of that wine from earlier in the year." Lois put on a brave face. "No, Clark, I'm fine. Just surprised, that's all."
"Seriously, have I been high this entire time?" Lois's eyes glazed over. "I lived with you! You're a superhero?" Clark had a profound sense of déjà vu. They'd played out this scene last year, and it didn't work out well, to say the least. This time, though, Linda Lake wasn't here to be the proverbial fly in the superhero ointment, he mused.
"Clark, who else knows?" Lois hesitated. "I've been pretty bad about keeping my secret." Clark admitted. "My Mom and Dad and Chloe have known for years. Lana and Oliver more recently, Lionel Luthor, so does my friend Pete, though you never met him. Tess Mercer…"
Lois gasped. "Tess? You told Tess before me?" Clark shook his head. "No. Tess found out on her own she's very devious, but also very smart. Then there's Kara…" He hesitated to go into any further detail about his cousin without her permission.
"Let me start from the beginning." Clark explained about his alien parents choosing to save his life, and the destruction of his home world. "That's horrible!" She interrupted for a second. "Yet, it makes perfect sense. I'd do virtually anything to save my family as well."
"So, you're not a super meteor freak!" Lois shook her head with amazement. "Are you…uh…normal? Meaning, um…can you do…what we can?" She gulped. "Lois, you're blushing. I'm as normal as I can be. Though everything I do takes practice." He flirted.
Lois chuckled. "Nice pass, Mr. former Quarterback!" She quipped, beginning to relax. Clark felt better about his decision to come clean, moving closer to her. "So, what do you have under the hood?" Lois asked as her eyes sparkled. "Huh?" Clark noted that this conversation differed slightly from the last time. "Spill it. What kind of powers do you have?" She grilled.
"Well, I'll just throw it all out there." Clark cleared his throat. "I'm very strong, I can move very fast, as you've seen…but not too fast!" He flirted as Lois grinned. "I can shoot fire out of my eyes…" Clark winced. "Okay. Well, there's that." Lois flashed him a puzzled glance. "I suppose that would come in handy on camping trips!" She teased.
"I can hear a dog barking from miles away." Clark continued. "I'm sure that Shelby appreciates that." Lois interrupted again. "I can see through solid objects, I can leap over tall buildings in a single bound…" He ticked off the powers that he'd mastered so far.
"Hold on!" Lois snickered. "Run that 'see through solid objects' by me again." Clark expected her to cover up her unmentionables. Instead, this time, she stood defiantly before him, placing her hands on her shapely hips. "Fine. What color underwear am I wearing?" She taunted.
"Lois, you tell me what color they are practically on a daily basis." Clark hedged. "Yeah, but I haven't told you yet today, have I?" She challenged. "No, I guess you haven't." He replied as Lois tapped her foot expectantly. "Light sky blue panties with the matching sky blue bra, with whitish frilly fringes." Clark answered, feeling his eyes begin to heat up.
"Lois, is that a thong?" He narrowed his eyes. This time Lois reddened. "Okay, too much information…moving on." She stammered. "Why are you here? I mean beyond the fact that your biological parents saved you? You have a specific destiny, don't you?"
"Lois, I believe that everyone has a destiny, but that only they are in charge of it." Clark responded cautiously. "Yeah, but you have a higher purpose, otherwise your biological parents wouldn't have given you extraordinary abilities." Lois sounded more like a reporter doing an interview than a shocked girlfriend that just found out that her boyfriend was a space alien.
"My parents gave me extraordinary abilities to ensure my survival." Clark pointed out. "If things were reversed, don't you think that you would give your child or children every advantage possible?" Lois thought about that for a moment. "Yeah, of course I would." She replied.
"Lois, you can't write a story about me." Clark had to calm her down and get her refocused on the problems at hand. She was strangely silent, never a good sign, he thought. "I mean, not that I would give my story to anyone else." He stuttered. "But I'm not ready. The world is not ready."
"What?" Lois's big eyes blinked rapidly in disbelief. "Of course the world is ready for you. Look at Metropolis. The place is a cesspool. From coast to coast the country is going to hell in a Prada handbag. Now is exactly when we all need a superhero." She argued.
"Clark, should we inform Chloe about our change in status?" Lois flirted heavily. "Yes, I guess we might just as well get it all out there." He replied. "Clark, about this Blur name…" Lois chuckled. "I think that we can do better. I mean blur has some negative connotations. You know, like 'blurred vision', 'blurred thinking', it was 'over in a blur'."
Clark warily held her tight. This time she didn't flinch, and fully relaxed into his arms. "Lois, I have confidence that you'll come up with a better name than that." He glanced out over the slowly darkening city. "I'll get right on it." She quipped.
"Actually, I'm hungry." Clark announced. "Really? You eat…I mean, of course you eat…I've seen you." Lois stuttered. "I eat because I enjoy it, not because I have to. Mom Kent's fresh fried chicken, fresh baked apple pie, nice cold orange juice…" Clark went on as Lois turned to the skyline. They watched the sunset in each other's arms. Clark felt that he was finally at peace.
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