“I’m serious.” He said, cupping her cheek with his hand.
“Okay. I won’t tell anyone. What’s going on?”
“The best way to explain this I guess would be to start at the beginning. I want you to understand my sharing this with you is a huge risk. Trask is just one example of what could happen if this got out.”
“Clark, you’re starting to scare me. What’s going on?” Lois asked, moving his hand from her cheek to hold in her own hand.
“Okay, I never told you this, but I’m adopted.”
“That’s why you were doing that story about the adoptions?” Lois asked.
“Partially. It was an assignment and I had a curiosity about it, but I wasn’t your typical adoption.”
“What do you mean?”
“My parents found me in Schuster's Field roughly twenty-eight years ago…in a space ship. Neither of them knew where I had come from. They had a friend of the family create a birth certificate for me; telling everyone I was the child of an unwed teenage relative…” Clark sighed as he continued. Lois was listening with rapt attention. “I had it drilled into my head from the time that I was five years old not to tell anyone or I would be dissected like a frog by a government agency.”
“Oh, Clark…” Lois reached up to stroke his cheek.
“As I got older I started developing different abilities …heat vision, x-ray, the power to defy gravity…Lois, I’m Superman.”
Lois stared at him for a minute. For a minute he thought she was going to slap him. He knew he would deserve it. Instead, she erupted into peals of laughter, “That’s funny. You’re Superman? You almost had me there for a minute, Clark. I think you hit your head harder than you thought.”
“Lois, I’m telling the truth. I am Superman.” Clark argued.
Lois just laughed. “Sure. You’re Superman?” She asked skeptically. “Do something super. Fly.”
“I can’t.” He said solemnly.
“You can’t?” Lois asked.
“Well, there’s this rock..meteorite..they think it came from the same planet as me…it makes me sick and it took away my powers.” He explained hurriedly.
“How convenient,” Lois said sarcastically. She didn’t believe him. Here he was pouring out his heart, revealing himself to her and she didn’t believe him. “Clark, just try and get some sleep.” She gave him a peck on the cheek and rested her head on his chest. This was going to be harder than he thought.
