It had been a long week. Clark glanced over at Lois and noticed,
not for the first time that week, the signs of fatigue on her beautiful
face. He was thankful that their vacation time started next
week. They both needed the time off. Lois hadn't wanted to
go to a hotel. Instead she had requested to spend their vacation on the
farm in Smallville. Clark smiled softly as he looked at his wife;
he could tell that something was bothering her. He walked over to
her desk, picked up her hand, and dropped a kiss in her palm.
"What's the matter, honey?" he asked quietly.
"I'm just tired, Clark," Lois admitted. "This last week has been
so horribly busy with three major stories finally breaking. And
then there's the fact that you had go to Guatemala because of that
mudslide." Lois stood up, put her arms around his neck, and
buried her head in his chest. "I missed you," she whispered
Clark leaned down and brushed a feather-light kiss over her forehead.
"We'll be in Smallville tonight," he whispered. "As soon as we
get out of here, we'll go Superman Express, direct to the farm."
Before Lois could answer, Perry stuck his head out of his office.
"Lois, Clark, the Planet doesn't pay you to stand around playing
make-out at the drive-in! I need your stories right now!"
Lois let go of Clark with a reluctant sigh and sat down behind her
computer. "Coming right up, Perry," she said. "I'm just putting
the finishing touches on it right now."
Clark headed over to his desk with a slight grimace; he really wanted
to go home. "Yes, Chief," he answered. "I just have a few more
little things to take care of." Clark sat down, carefully wrote
the last sentence of his article and began to check it over.
Satisfied at last, he LANed it to Perry before returning to Lois's desk
to wait for her to finish. A few minutes later, Lois sat back
with a sigh of relief as she clicked the button to LAN her article to
Perry. Together, the duo walked into Perry's office.
"Perry, we just sent you the articles," Lois said with a smile.
Perry looked up and grinned at his favorite reporting team.
"Okay, kids," he said, "I'll see you in two weeks. Get some rest,
okay?" Still smiling, he shooed them out of his office.
Perry shook his head as he accessed their articles. They were
good pieces of work, as usual. Any one of the three major stories
they had submitted this week could win a Kerth. Perry watched the
couple gather their things with a soft smile adorning his face.
He was glad that they had finally decided to take some of their
vacation time. While he advocated hard work, those two just
sometimes took it too far. They needed the rest.
Clark picked up the suitcases and flew to his parents' place to drop
them off before flying back to get Lois. He picked her up
carefully and embarked on the flight to Smallville. Lois snuggled
close to her husband as they flew. She was glad to be able to spend
time with her husband and his family. She hadn't seen the elder
Kents for a few months and she couldn't wait to hear more blackmail
stories about him when he was younger. Soon they landed in back
of the house, Clark spun into his civvies, and they walked
inside. "Mom, Dad," Clark called, "are you here?"
"Lois, Clark!" Martha exclaimed. Joy lit up her face as she
walked out of the living room. "Glad you could make it!"
Jonathan walked out behind Martha and the older couple embraced their
son and daughter-in-law.
Jonathan smiled and beckoned to his son. "Clark, help me with the
bags," he said happily. Jonathan and Clark walked out to the back
porch where the luggage had been set down in a small heap. The
two men began hauling the bags inside. They talked about anything
and everything as they carried the luggage up to Clark's old bedroom
and set it down. "You look tired, son," Jonathan said. He leaned
over and gave Clark another hug.
"I am, Dad," Clark said, rubbing a hand over his eyes. "So is
Lois. It's been a hard couple of weeks and we needed the time
away from Metropolis and the Planet."
Jonathan smiled. "You'll certainly get that here... there's even a
football game at Smallville High tomorrow night. I've got tickets."
Clark's face brightened. It had been a long time since he had
been to a game, and he loved football. "Thanks Dad!" he said with
a big grin. "I need to tell Lois."
"Don't worry about it, son," Jonathan said. "Your mother is taking care
Lois sat at the table in the homey kitchen talking to Martha.
"You look tired, honey," Martha said quietly, leaning over and slipping
a comforting arm around her daughter-in-law's shoulders.
"I am, Martha," Lois said. She ran an exhausted hand through her
short, dark brown hair. "It's been a rough few weeks; Clark and I
haven't had any time alone in a while."
Martha put tightened her arm around Lois's shoulders
reassuringly. "You'll certainly get time to rest and some time
alone with that son of mine while you're here," she said with a warm
smile. "Jonathan got tickets to the Smallville High football game
tomorrow night; some of Clark's old friends will surely be there."
Lois smiled happily; she loved watching football...with Clark.
She had watched football unenthusiastically with her father as a child,
but with Clark it was a whole different experience. <The last
time we watched a game, we didn't really pay attention to the
game!>, she thought nostalgically. They had spent the time in
lazy exploration of each other, curled up on the couch in front of the
TV. She knew that such activities wouldn't be possible in public,
but she looked forward to stealing kisses from him during the game and
cuddling up to her big hot water bottle when she inevitably got cold.
"Lois, honey, will you help me set the table?" Martha asked. She
got up and began to pull dishes out of the cabinets and food off the
stove. Lois got up willingly to assist her mother-in-law in
carrying the items through to the dining area and arranging them on the
"Clark, Jonathan, dinner's ready!" Martha called. Lois and Martha
sat down at the table and waited for Jonathan and Clark.
Soon Jonathan and Clark came down the stairs, walked into the kitchen,
and joined the women at the table. Clark sat next to Lois and
carefully threaded his fingers through hers...it was nice to simply be
together in a place where they could relax and pretend that the outside
world didn't exist.
Lois and Clark strolled slowly through the soft starshine. The
moon had not yet shown its face, but the stars brilliantly lit the
night sky, providing sufficient light to see. They walked along quietly
hand-in-hand and stopped occasionally for loving kisses under the
starlight. "Let me show you something," Clark said smiling.
He gently tugged on her hand and led her further toward the apple
orchard in the far corner of a field.
Lois let go of his hand and slid her arm through his. Every once
in a while she leaned her head against his shoulder as they
walked. She was content with their closeness; it had been a few
weeks since they had been able to share this simple kind of
togetherness in their hectic lives. She yielded to the gentle tugging
of his hand on her arm and soon found herself in a small, natural
grotto hidden from the world.
"This is my favorite spot," Clark said. "I used to come here when I
wanted to be alone."
"It looks like a great place for...making out," Lois said
flirtatiously. She shot Clark a flirtatious look before
continuing. "Have you ever brought anyone here before? Lana,
Clark looked down at Lois and smiled mischievously. "Now why
would I do a thing like that?" His face was a study of injured
innocence as he continued. "You're the only one I've ever brought
here." He leaned down, captured her lips with his and began to
explore the exposed skin of her face and neck with light kisses.
He pulled back slightly before tangling his hands in her hair as his
lips once again found hers.
Lois wrapped her arms around his neck, brought him closer to her, and
began to explore his mouth. Lois's tongue touched his briefly as
she began to taste him. His taste was sweeter than chocolate and
just as delicious. Her fingers threaded through his hair as she
brought his face closer to hers, further deepening the kiss.
After a few moments, they broke apart, gasping for air.
Clark brought his hand up in a familiar caress. "I love you," he
said. He brushed a soft, gentle kiss across her upturned lips and
drew her closer to him.
"I know," Lois said with a soft sigh as she wrapped her arms around his
waist. As the events of the past few weeks caught up with her,
Lois yawned, no longer able to hold her fatigue at bay.
Clark looked at her apologetically and said, "I guess it's time to go
up to bed."
Lois tugged his head down to hers and kissed him fiercely before
letting go. She smiled widely. "I'll race ya," she
exclaimed in a sudden burst of energy. "No cheatin'--no
superpowers!" Lois took off in the direction of the house.
Clark soon caught up. Rather than leave her behind, he grabbed
her around the waist, zoomed into the house and upstairs into his room,
passing Martha on the stairs. Martha smiled fondly as the
giggling blur passed her, and headed to the living room to sit with
Lois sat tucked into Clark's arms as Martha drove the family into town
for the football game. It had been a wonderful day, she
reflected. She and Clark had finally gotten some uninterrupted
time to talk, laugh, kiss, and simply glory in their closeness and
togetherness. Clark interrupted her musings by leaning down and
stealing a kiss as they pulled into the parking lot of the high school
where the football game was to take place. They got out of Martha's car
and walked hand in hand in a comfortable silence beside Martha and
Jonathan to the bleachers. They settled in their seats and waited
for the game to begin.
It wasn't long before old friends of Clark's began to swing by to say
hello...including Lana. Lois eyed her curiously as she walked
up. Lois had met the alternate universe's version of this woman,
but due to the whole Luthor fiasco, she'd never met *her* Clark's
Lana. Lois stood up and held out her hand. "You must be Lana,"
she said with a sweet smile. "I'm Lois Kent, Clark's wife."
Clark raised an eyebrow not only at Lois's tone of voice but also at
the use of her married name. Lois hadn't wanted to change her
name when they'd gotten married; she rarely used his name except when
she wanted to stake her claim on him for the benefit of someone to whom
she was talking. The tone of voice was one she didn't use very often
anymore, either. Mad Dog Lane... no, Kent... was standing before
his high-school sweetheart.
Lana ignored Lois's outstretched hand, pushed her aside, and came up to
Clark. "Hi Clarkie," she said with a simpering smile. Lana
leaned in and attempted to kiss him.
Clark ducked out of the path of Lana's kiss, pulled an angry Lois
closer to him, and held her in his arms. Lois leaned back against
her husband's broad chest as he started to reply. "Hi,
Lana. This is my wife, Lois." He looked down at Lois,
smiled, and kissed her softly.
Lois favored him with a small smile before turning back to Lana--nobody
was allowed to call Clark 'Clarkie' or kiss him except for her.
Lois didn't appreciate being shoved aside... especially by someone who
was attempting to make a play for *her* Clark. Lois determined that
Lana would pay. "Hello Lana," she began in a syrupy sweet voice.
"So you're *my* Clark's high school sweetheart? Are you still
*single*?" Lois smiled at the interloper. Clark belonged to
her and she to him...she refused to let this *female* try to get her
claws into him. Briefly, Lois considered telling her off
verbally. However, upon looking at her adversary, she decided
that a slightly different method would be more... effective.
At Lana's nod Lois turned, threw her arms around Clark's neck, and
kissed him passionately. Clark responded immediately, his arms
tightening around her as he deepened the kiss. A few moments
later, the kiss broke and Lois turned around to find a very red Lana
staring at them with her mouth hanging open. Lois pushed Clark
down, sat in his lap, and put her arms around him. In response, his
arms curled around her possessively. Lana started muttering about
having forgotten something and left as quickly as possible.
"Well, that vanquished *her*," Lois said with a smug smile spread over
"Lo-is," Clark groaned, shaking his head. By now the game had
started, so they settled down to watch, stealing kisses throughout the
action on the field.
Later that night, Lois and Clark wandered in the orchard holding hands
and enjoying each other's company. Clark leaned over and kissed
her lingeringly. "I love you," he said. "Marrying you was
the smartest thing I ever did." Clark kissed Lois again, this
"I'm glad I asked you," Lois laughed.
"But I asked first!" Clark retorted. He chuckled
suddenly. "I just remembered what Old Billy down at the store
said when my mom told him about our courtship."
"What did he say?" Lois asked curiously.
"He said that I chased you until you caught me," Clark said laughingly.
"You got that right, Flyboy," Lois said as she pulled his head down for