There's a lot going on in this chapter with Clois and if it comes across as jumbled I apologize, I just couldn't stop writing this chapter no matter how much I tried to stop it lol. So I hope you enjoy it because this is when the story really gets good.

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Chapter Fourteen

Lois stood in the freight elevator going over the questions she had been jotting down all day. They had decided to meet at his place later that night to not only talk about his secret identity but to figure out how they were going to approach their assigned story subject.

The door slid up and she pushed back the cage stepping inside of the dimly lit apartment where she let out a sneeze which meant only one thing and it was staring right at her wagging its tail.

The dog stared at her for a few minutes before stalking off towards a bedroom that Clark walked out without his glasses wearing a blue shirt and jeans completely different from his usual business attire.

"I was afraid that you weren't gonna make it."

"I wouldn't miss this for the world." Replies Lois while she walks into the huge loft area and puts her purse on the couch giving the place the look around, "How did you find this place?"

Clark takes her jacket and goes to hang it on the while unresponsive until he turns back around to see her staring at the pictures that adorned the wall, "This place was my wedding present to Alicia." He notices her freeze as he walks towards the kitchen to grab them a drink and twists off the bottle cap of the beer before handing it to her as she continued looking at the pictures never once looking at him, "It took a couple trips to the hardware store and some elbow grease but I made this place better for her and for Maggie."

"You've made a real home here." She takes a long sip and turns around to face him only to step back from their closeness, "Why don't we get started." She moves past him headed towards the couch where she placed the cold brew on the coffee table and pulled out the notepad.

He walks around to sit across from her and begins rubbing his hands together nervously, "I didn't want this to be the way that I told you and I certainly didn't want it to be printed in the paper. If we're gonna do this then I should warn you that you might not believe what I have to say."

Lois just smirked with her reply, "When I worked for the Inquisitor there were a lot of stories I wrote for that I didn't believe in." she slips open the notepad followed by a recorder when she noticed the look that crossed his face, "We don't have to do this if you don't want to. I'll understand."

"No, you and the world deserve to know the truth. I can't hide in the shadows any longer." He takes in a breath and leans back in the chair trying to figure out where to start, "Where I'm from is complicated to explain. I've always been afraid that people would reject me or even if knew that they leave me someday." He pauses knowing that now was the time to take the leap, "My parents found me in Miller's field during the meteor shower along with my spaceship." He watches her freeze once again and the look that crossed her face matched the same ones as Pete and Chloe when they discovered the big secret.

"You're an alien?"

"Intergalactic traveler." He corrects her and waits a few minutes for her to take it all then continued, "I'm from a planet that's galaxies away called Krypton." He sees her making a note of that and immediately states, "That's K-R-Y." he said gesturing to her misspelled words but quickly sank back in his chair when she sent him a look.

"Something happened that caused your birth parents to send you here. What was it?"

"My father tried to warn people of Krypton's oncoming destruction but they wouldn't listen so he built my spaceship in secret until the final hours. They stayed behind while I was sent here to Earth." He rises up from the couch and disappears into his room only to come out minutes later carrying his super suit, an octagonal key and something wrapped in a red bandanna, "These are all I have left of my home world." He places them at her side.

Lois runs her hand over the shield on the suit while Clark explained what the key did then unraveled the bandanna to reveal a long rectangle shaped device where he explained that it was the heart to his ship.

"Where's your ship now?" she asks looking from the metal piece to Clark enthralled by everything he had told her but saw an apprehensive look on his face, "We'll save that question for another time." She states putting while rewrapping the bandanna and placing the heart to the side with the rest of the kryptonian objects, "Were there no other survivors?"

"You remember when I left Washington without saying goodbye?" she nods in response, "A girl showed up in Smallville searching for a boy named Kal-El." She looked at him confused, "My kryptonian name is Kal-El. She was looking for me."

Clark watches the numerous emotions cross over her face as she realized his reason for leaving four years ago as he went on to explain Kara's arrival and how she had been put in suspended animation for most of his life.

Afterwards he began to explain what his childhood was like growing up in Smallville and developing his powers while his parents encouraged him to live a normal life despite his fears of being found out by the people he cared about.

"It must've been hard for you. Not being able to tell anyone the truth about yourself out of fear that they would reject you." Clark immediately locked eyes with her almost as if she had reached into his mind and understood what he had felt for the longest time.

"My friend Pete told me once that it was a burden to know my secret. He was the first I told my secret to and after he left for Wichita I didn't want to put that burden on anyone else so I just fell into trying to have a normal life when I met Alicia…"

Clark carried the large pile of books in his arms as he headed towards his new locker only to trip causing the books to scatter across the floor while numerous students laughed at his embarrassment.

"Are you alright?" a girl's voice caused Clark to look up to see Alicia Baker kneeling down to help him with his books, "A little light reading?" she asks holding up a few books on mathematics, physics and a comic book hidden inside of his textbooks.

He accepts the books from her, "You could say that." They both stand back on their feet and just stood there rather awkwardly with small smiles on their faces as he quickly rearranges the books to hold his hand out to her and said, "I'm Clark Kent."

"I know." She replies while shaking his hand and almost laughed at the perplexed look on his face, "We've had two classes together since we were thirteen."

A nervous chuckle escapes his lips when suddenly the books almost fall out of his hands again and quickly prevents that from happening almost stumbling once again, "For a farmboy you don't have very good balance."

"My mom always said I was born with two left feet."

They share a laugh as Alicia puts a piece of hair behind her ear looking at her feet before looking back towards him when she asked, "Do you have plans for tonight?"

Shaking out of the memory Clark adjusted his glasses and cleared his thoughts forgetting the look that Lois gave him to which she took as a sign to move on but instead offered, "Why don't we take a break?" she takes a sip of her beer and puts her notepad on the coffee table while rising up to her feet and walking towards the balcony with Clark following close behind minutes later.

"I'm sorry" she turns her head to look at him while her fingers picked at the label on the bottle, "I know that you don't like to talk about her… I just wish there was something I could do for you and Maggie."

"It's not your fault Lo. I'm the one that brought it up" He looks out towards the night sky and the twinkling stars, "To tell you the truth, being in this place again has already brought enough memories for me." He turns around to lean against the balcony's railing with his arms crossed over his chest reminding her immediately of a slightly younger Clark who sported that same pose during one of their late night talks on the streets of DC.

Forgetting about the bottle on the stone railing she reflexively moved closer to him, "My parents and Chloe say that I need to move on but then I do something like this." He gestures towards the inside of the apartment, "I move our daughter back into the one place I never wanted to be after she died living the life I always wanted."

"Lucy and I slept on a cot the General's office while he slept in the barracks with the rest of the soldiers after my mom passed. It took him months before he could even step foot in the house again."

He watched her wipe a stray tear while she was caught up in the memories of her childhood and felt the need to comfort her.

Moving off the rail he engulfed her in a surprisingly warm hug despite the cold winter air and they just stood there taking comfort in each other when Lois cut through the silence with a quiet whisper, "I forgot how warm you are."

A smile crept on his face while he pulled away with his new partner still in his arms to stare into her eyes feeling the overwhelming urge to lean in and for a minute Lois thought they would kiss only to grow disappointed when he took a step back clearing his throat and apologized then walked back inside leaving her alone in the cold.

Clicking on her bedside light she slipped on her bunny slippers and robe while she walked out towards her desk where she pulled open a drawer and pulled out a worn slightly folded picture of Clark with his arm wrapped around her while his other arm was used to hold the camera out in front of them and snap the image forever freezing that event in time.

A small smile appeared on her face, they went to see an old movie and he had stated that he wanted to take of picture of them so they could always remember each other when it was time to go our separate ways but the picture wasn't the only thing she had to remember that night by.

Four Years Ago…

The sun was just beginning to set and Lois immediately began to dread the end of such a wonderful day that she had spent with Clark who was walking alongside her with his hand tucked into his pockets when suddenly he stopped causing her to look at him confused.

"There's something I've been meaning to tell you." He states while rubbing the back of his neck clearly nervous by what he had to confess and immediately blurt it out before she could say anything, "I have a daughter. She's three years old."

Stunned and speechless at the same time was not something that Lois was accustomed to but she quickly grasped the words after looking into his eyes to see him almost pleading with her not to be upset with the secret he had been keeping from her, "Where is she?"

"My parents are taking care of her while I'm here visiting my friend Pete and attend the seminars." The hand that was rubbing his neck now went to pull out his wallet which he proudly showed her photos of the child that smiled at the camera along with the rest of the Kent family.

Lois couldn't help but smile at the little toddler's image while Clark changed into a doting father within seconds of showing the picture, "What's her name?" she asks after he put the image and the wallet away.

"Margaret but everyone just calls her Maggie."

"She looks like you."

Clark beamed a proud smile at the compliment as they turned to continue walking towards her car, "You aren't mad?"

"Why would I be mad? You clearly had your reasons for not telling me."

"People usually bombard me with questions after they find out I'm a single dad." She looks towards him and wanted to ask about the mother of his child but stopped herself from asking suck a personal question so soon after his admission, "She died."

She looked towards him taken aback almost as if he had read her thoughts but shook off the feeling and watched the changing expressions on his face, "That's usually the second question people ask me about Maggie…Where's her mother? Then they give me their condolences for the loss and go on about how hard it must be to raise a child without the other parent." He stops again this time shaking his head and letting out a frustrated sound, "Sometimes I almost don't want to tell anyone about her mother because all I get is sympathy and pity from people that never even knew Alicia…" he trails off sinking back into the hole he had spent years since Maggie's birth digging himself out of and shook off the feelings of sadness and instead started laughing, "We barely know each other and here I am telling you all my secrets."

'Well almost' the voice inside his head adds while he slowly stops laughing and just smiles at her which she returns, "I'm sorry. Once I get started I don't know when to stop."

"I'm the same way when I'm frustrated except there's more curse words thrown in." They share another chuckle before turning back to continue walking back towards her car.

A feeling overcomes Clark once they get within touching distance of the vehicle and suddenly his body acts on impulse by grabbing her by the arm pulling her into his chest and crashing his lips against hers.

The last seconds of the memory kept replaying in her mind and she could almost feel his lips on hers again along with the euphoria of that moment as she put the picture back in its place and shut the drawer.

She had never seen the result of that photo until a year or so after Clark had disappeared when a package arrived for her from Coast City along with a red note that read: Sorry – CK.

Naturally she knew what he was apologizing for but instead chose to believe that he meant sorry for the photo being late and told herself that there wouldn't be anymore forms of apologies from him unless it was face to face.

She let out a small chuckle after realizing what a stubborn fool she had been for the last four years resenting a man who had been so kind and warm hearted to her in the past and continued to do so years later even when she had discovered his deepest secret.

Instantly at the thought of his secret she went to grab her notes and finally sat down in front of her laptop where she began to write the article that would change everything while still keeping Clark's identity and weaknesses from the public.

But first she had to think of a name rather than mystery hero or the red blue blur…hours later and after many rewrites the end result was…

S is for Super! An Exclusive One on One interview with Metropolis's mystery hero by Lois Lane and Clark Kent

TBC

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