"Superman," she choked out, "Clark... you have to find him... he was shot..."
Superman knelt in front of her so he could meet her downcast eyes, "I know Lois, I'm so sorry I couldn't..." he soothed.
Lois made a sharp slashing movement with her hand as she vaulted to her feet, her grief giving over to exasperation as she bit out, "You don't understand! He managed to give me one of our signals after he went down... three taps to signal meeting up and whoever gave the signal's apartment. That means he was *alive* and rational enough to give me that signal. You *have* to go looking for him *now*! He could..."
"Lois!" Superman cut her off abruptly.
Lois snarled and grasped the hero's shoulder, trying to urge him to Clark's balcony, "I *said*..."
