Sheesh, I keep intending to stop answering these, and people keep picking my favorites!
This one is from "Unexplained Events" by Stopquitdont.
Alright, here's another one:
He didn't say anything for a few moments, but just stood there, looking at her with the most intense gaze that she'd ever seen. Finally, he took a deep breath and began, "Lois... You went to the auction determined to bid for Superman, didn't you?"
"Well... yes," she replied in a small voice.
"Stop me if I'm wrong, but what you were really after was that night-time flight over the city, wasn't it?"
"How did you know? It wasn't *just* that... but it was the main attraction. I just thought that it would be so romantic..." Her voice trailed off before she could add, 'And I thought it might help me make up my mind about him... and you...' She was about to say that, but he spoke before she could.
"Uh-huh. And yet you spent almost all your money on me. Well, I don't want to deprive you of your dream, so... you shall *have* your flight over Metropolis!"
"What? How? Oh, you mean in a 'plane or a helicopter. Clark, that's so sweet. Thank you, but you don't have to do that."
"I know. I *want* to do it. I also didn't mean in an aircraft. I thought about doing it that way, but who wants a pilot around? You know, three's a crowd and all that. So, I finally decided the heck with it, it was time you knew anyway. Get your coat."
So saying, he pushed her gently but firmly towards the coat rack, got down her coat and helped her into it. Lois was dumbfounded by his sudden decisiveness and more than a little confused by what he could possibly mean -- time she knew *what?* -- so she didn't say anything. Her surprise deepened as he led her away from the front door and over to the window, which he opened. Then he reached down and picked her up in his arms.
"Clark! What are you doing?" And yet, somehow, she already knew what he was doing. She'd been picked up in that same effortless manner before, and held that same way -- lightly but firmly, as though she were something incredibly fragile and precious -- but not by *Clark*...
"Taking you for that flight. Hang on tight." And with that, he turned to the window and lifted off, moving slowly until they were both clear of the opening, then accelerating up and away from the building.
