Clark woke the next morning to the relentless drone of his alarm and took care as he reached over to shut it off; he’d broken more alarm clocks than he could count by groping for them clumsily in his first moments of wakefulness.
I'm not sure why this tickled me so, but it did. <g>
Interesting thought he had about not wearing that *particular* Suit again.
and she would see that that was all Superman had ever been.
<rolls eyes> The poor, poor dolt...
“Yeah,” Clark said contentedly. “I think we have. So what was the score?”
“Shouldn’t I be asking you that?”
<snort> Wonderfully Jimmy... LOL
“All right.” Clark’s mind was racing. Would she break her promise to Superman? he wondered, and he was uncomfortable when he realized that a part of him hoped she would; it would show that her loyalty to Clark was greater than her loyalty to Superman. It was a thing that shouldn’t need proving – not now – but two years’ worth of insecurities didn’t disappear overnight.
As much as I adore Clark and can "understand" him here... that doesn't mean that I don't want to smack him... hard.
So instead, he sat mired in guilt while the woman he loved walled herself off from him. He tried to find comfort in his memories of the night before, tried to reach for that one giddy moment of perfect happiness right before he’d told her he loved her, but it was like trying to capture moonlight with his bare hands.
Ugh... yes, you didn't think this one through very well, did you, Clark?
Lois had done it.
Lois, who had helped bring Superman to Metropolis, was now helping him out of it. She had always been the strong one, Clark reflected, feeling a strange numbness creeping over him. Superman had gotten the glory, but unbeknownst to the rest of the world, Lois Lane had been standing right beside him, shoring him up. And now she was giving him his freedom, even if she didn’t know it. She was doing it because he had told her he needed to go, and she believed in him and trusted him enough to help him do it.
Oh dear... he's just made her an accomplice, hasn't he? She's unwittingly destroyed Superman... eeeek, I can't imagine how she'll feel about that.
“How can I resist a superhero bearing baked goods?” she asked wryly, beckoning him inside.
“You can’t.” He dropped into his usual chair and flashed her a smile. “That’s why I bought them.”
She made a face. “Suddenly, I feel a little easy.”
“Hey, these are good,” he protested.
Ha ha ha! Caroline I loved this exchange.
Yay! Constance is on the job! And she's making Clark think - good for her!
Clark really does need to think about things some more... and yet he only has one day! ugh!
Wonderful part, Caroline!
-- DJ
