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Out To Lunch, part two

            She leaned forward a bit, lowering her voice to a whisper. “Clark, if I tell you something, will you promise not to tell anyone?”

            He could hear her perfectly, but he leaned forward anyway to make her think he was trying to hear her better. He finished chewing his food and swallowed dramatically. “Of course, Lois. Anything you say is safe with me.”

            With all of her heart she believed him. She took a deep breath. “It’s about Richard.”

            He took another bite of his chicken. The quickening pace of her heartbeat drummed in his ears.

            “Richard isn’t Jason’s biological father.”

            Clark, his mouth full of food and napkin stained from where it had landed in his sweet and sour sauce, stopped chewing. His eyes blinked back at her a few times. “What?” he said, though with a mouth full of food he could barely say it.

            She repeated the statement, finding it harder to say it the second time around. He was having fun pretending like he had never heard the words before, when really his insides were leaping at the admission. It was different from the first time, when his mind was in a haze and he could barely hear her words. He knew it was her – the scent of her perfume and shampoo would never leave his memory – but looking at her as she said it only made it more real.

            “Who is it then?”

            She took another deep breath, shaking her head and suddenly wondering if this was a good idea. “You’re going to think I’m crazy…”

            His hand covering hers made her stop. His face was red, but his voice insisted. “You can tell me, Lois.”

            She looked down at her food feeling her appetite fade with every second passing. “Jason’s father…” her voice dropped to a whisper. “… is Superman.”

            He was quiet for a long while. “S-Superman? The Superman?”

            Her nod appeared to be apprehensive. She waited for something negative to come out and almost felt bad for telling him. She knew all about his crush on her, but didn’t know if it would hurt him somehow. When she looked at him, his hand long gone from hers, he was obviously trying to find something to say.

            “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have told you.”

            He held up a hand. “No! No, you’re fine Lois. I mean, it’s just that… well… golly.” He adjusted his glasses. “Does Richard know?”

            The blood drained from her face. She was sure he could see it. “No. Superman is the only one. I told him when I saw him at the hospital.”

            Clark leaned back in his seat. His wide eyes stared at his forgotten food. “That’s, uh, quite a pickle you’ve gotten yourself into, Lois. How are you going to tell Richard?”

            He could see the misery flood her eyes again. “I don’t know.” She whispered, and his heart ached at the defeated tone she gave it. He almost felt like he knew her situation. She had no idea she just told the father of her child – their child - that he was just that, yet she was still in love with him while engaged to another. At least, he thought she was still in love with him. Jimmy seemed to think so.

            “How did Superman take it?”

            She smiled, her eyes blinking slowly and filling with tears. “He went to see Jason the night I told him. I have no idea what was said, but the look he gave me…” she brushed a stray tear away. “He knew. He knew everything. I don’t know what he thinks about this, but...” she bit her lip, trying to gain composure. She took the clean napkin he offered. “I don’t want to lay all of this on you. I’m sure you’ve got enough stuff to worry about.”

            He reached for her hand again, wanting her to feel some kind of connection, as if she could discover that Superman was here the whole time and wasn’t going to leave her. His face flushed again when she looked at him. “I’m never too busy for you, Lois. Anytime you need someone to talk to, I’m alw-… I’m here.” He nearly slipped again when she smiled at him.

She squeezed his hand. “Thank you, Clark.” She looked at their joined hands and noticed his watch. “Oh, no. We need to get back! Perry will give us an earful if we’re late!”

They paid for their food and rushed out the door, Clark doing his best to keep his long-legged stride slower than usual so she could keep up with him. Thankfully, the Planet was only a few blocks away. The march back to their desks had been quiet, but Clark couldn’t stop the smile that came to his face when she saw how easily she got the rest of the outline finished.

 ---

Later that evening, showered and dressed for bed, Clark stared at a small photograph he had placed next to a framed picture of his mother. One finger traced the features of the infant in Lois’ arms while his eyes took in every detail of hers. He tried to imagine himself there, taking the picture instead of Jimmy, holding the child instead of Richard. His heart swelled and ached at the same time, joy overshadowed by guilt.

“Had I only known,” he whispered. He never would have left. Never would have sought out a dead world. Never would have made the mistake of forgetting how fast time passed on earth. He felt like he was only gone for a few weeks. When his mother had told him five years, he felt foolish to think that she would be ready and willing to run back into his arms and continue where they had left off. Despite that, progress had been made, hadn’t it?

He looked at his glasses on the bedside table. While they both were in the elevator, once again being the only two inside, she had turned and taken his hand to get his attention. “You’re a good man, Clark Kent.” She had said, then stood on her toes and kissed his cheek. It was only moments later when the doors opened and she had made her way out that Lois noticed that Clark was rooted to the spot. “Are you coming?”

He had blushed again and made his way to his desk, but not without stealing another glance at her. She was full of surprises, it seemed. Something he needed to understand better.

He propped the picture on the frame and turned out the light. Even surrounded by darkness he could still see the two of them clearly. The love of his life. His son. Their son.

“Goodnight.” He whispered, then fell asleep.

 ---

Lois hated the quiet of an empty house.

She had done everything to break the silence once she had tucked Jason into bed. She worked more on her column, grateful the outline was given to Perry on time. She made some freshly squeezed orange juice. She had even waited by the door, hoping that his father would come and watch him sleep like he sometimes did.

His father. The truth wasn’t as hard to admit, but then again, she wasn’t staring at Richard trying to remind herself that he still didn’t know. How would the Man of Steel respond to this? Maybe she should have asked Clark while they were eating.

The thought of her co-worker brought a small smile to her face as she turned in bed, trying to find a comfortable position to sleep in. He was such a kind friend, and she wondered how she could have taken his friendship for granted for so many years. Always ready to listen, always ready to give her the greater credit when he really deserved it, an honest worker and companion – that was the real Clark Kent. Why hadn’t she seen before?

Her eyes closed. Even when doing something he wasn’t accustomed to, like taking her hand at the restaurant to prove his point, he was the shy country boy she knew well, but his character was clear. Heck, now that she thought of it, he did pay for both of their meals.

When he held her hand… looking her straight in the eyes…

She had never noticed how blue his eyes were behind those glasses…

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bistyboo1974
Nov. 2nd, 2006 01:36 am (UTC)
Well, golly. This ficlet tugged at my little heartstrings. *whimpers* Clark and the picture from the hospital? GUH.

Oh, but the whole lunch conversation was lovely, even though a bit heart-wrenching. *hugs Clark* Was it me, or did he want her to figure things out?? *hugs him again* But, if she's seeing blue eyes, she's not far from the truth... ;-)

Nicely done, Sean. *claps*
sean_montgomery
Nov. 2nd, 2006 02:18 am (UTC)
Clark and the picture from the hospital? GUH.


Yes! I got a 'GUH' out of you! *victory arms* The picture will make a reappearance in 'Undergound' sometime. It's just a matter of when. During a nice little Emotional!Clark moment, I think.

Was it me, or did he want her to figure things out??

He might have. *wink* The answer is really two-fold: yes, because the truth would be known and the guilt he's feeling would be released (even though he KNOWS Lois is going to blow up at him about it), and no, because he knows that while he might still be in love with Lois, it wouldn't be right for him to interfere with her relationship with Richard. Makes him all the more admirable, doesn't it? *gushes* But it's who he really is. Knowing that that characteristic is TRUTH and NOT fiction makes it even better.

But, if she's seeing blue eyes, she's not far from the truth...

That's why the connection between this story and 'Underground' is so much FUN! The possibilities are endless now! *rubs hands together*

Thank you for reviewing! I LURVE getting feeback! *feels like she's won an Academy Award*
mark_clark
Nov. 3rd, 2006 02:44 pm (UTC)
This was wonderful. Lois told Clark that Jason was Superman's son. Of course, he already knew that but didn't let on that he did. I think Clark was glad that Lois confided in him about Jason's parentage because it was something that was really troubling Lois.

It was adorable to see Clark set the picture that Lois gave him next to a photograph of his mom. Then he thought about not being there for Lois during her pregnancy. That really showed his character. But he was very happy to know that he and Lois had created a son through their love.

The ending was fantastic. Lois began to see Clark in a different light now but I think the best part was when she realized that he had very blue eyes. It makes me wonder if Clark's eyes reminded her of someone else's.
sean_montgomery
Nov. 5th, 2006 02:07 am (UTC)
I think Clark was glad that Lois confided in him about Jason's parentage because it was something that was really troubling Lois.


I think it also helped to show how much she really does consider him a close friend and comrade - a brother figure, really. Despite all the time lost in those five years, no one was as welcome an ear as Clark Kent. Plus, I think it helped 'Superman' gain some ground in getting her trust back - even if she isn't aware of his secret.

It was adorable to see Clark set the picture that Lois gave him next to a photograph of his mom.

*snort!* You're the first person to comment about that, and it might be in my top five favorite moments in the story! I had to think about Ma Kent here, too, and I figured that, Clark being the considerate mid-westerner that he is, he would have a framed picture of Martha in his room. It made me think that while there might be a little bit of 'goofy Clark' mixed in with the 'real Clark' personality, he'll always be thinking of the people who made him the man he is. Martha is a key part of that.

It makes me wonder if Clark's eyes reminded her of someone else's.

Or it could just be another one of those "Hello! Duh!" moments that we readers/viewers have all the time! : ) It won't be considered here (obviously), but I have yet to decide if Lois is going to get suspicious in 'Underground'. I'm leaning toward 'no' seeing the situation I've got her in.

Thanks for reading, Mark! Your comments were appreciated! *hugs*
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