Carol this is one of the sweetest fics, I have read. It is tender and filled with evidence of the great trust Superman/Clark has for Lois.
For the first time since she came home, she approached the despondent superhero. She held out the cup. He didn't even glance up as he took it from her.
He didn't hear her gasp.
She backed to the other couch and sat down as what she'd just seen began to sink in.
It wasn't Superman sitting on her couch.
It was Clark.
The thought that he did have a secret identity and that it was that of her best friend and partner hit her like a ton of bricks.
A million thoughts flitted through her mind in just a few nanoseconds, but as she watched him sip the tea, a million more pushed those thoughts aside.
She'd thought Superman could go to Clark when things got too bad, but he was Clark.
So who did he go to?
I loved these lines because in that moment you knew how much Lois loved Clark. You also know that for the rest of their lives he is always going to have someone to come to.
Very touching
