"Let's go for a drink after work," Lois muttered mockingly to herself under her breath even though she was very, very clearly the only one in the newsroom. No danger of anyone overhearing her. Not even Perry was here at this late hour, and the night shift worked on the floor below.
With three sentences the scene is set. We know the Who, What, Where and when Clark is eventually gonna get it. The mind's eye clearly envisions a really annoyed Lois working late into the night at her desk, furious that her partner and (boyfriend?) has left her alone... again. What a cool way to draw me into the story! I didn't have a chance to shut down the computer because now I am completely intrigued. My next thought was: Oh boy, Clark is in trouble! The whole story only gets better from that point on.
"Yeah..." That was all he could be bothered to say, his voice faint, but it was impossible to tell if the phone line was to blame for that or not.
I've been a part of this fandom for years and honestly, I have NEVER heard of Clark contacting her during a Superman rescue as Clark.
Leaning forward slightly, she pressed a gentle kiss to his lips, and then she stood, pulling him gently along with her. "Go on. Get cleaned up and changed. I'll be here."
KSaraSara, you could have ended it here and it would have been perfection. It doesn't get any better than this, although Clark's smile at the end was a super bonus.
Best of all, Lois wasn't angry once she put all the pieces together. She just knew after all the awful things he must have seen, Clark needed his best friend.
