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"Then things are going to have to change between you two at some point." He turned off US-169 onto Twentieth Road.

He sighed. "Well, for starters, I know you told your mom that you two aren't having sex because of how Lois has been feeling and that's good that you take how she's been feeling into account and aren't pressuring her."

"I wouldn't want to make her do something or guilt her into doing something or whatever when she's been so sick and tired."

"And, if you want this to work, at some point you're going to have to get over that."

"I know, Dad. I'm just not sure how. I'm sure time will take care of some of that, but..."

"Court her. Take her flying and show her things only you can. Spend time with her and get to know her. You've known Lana your whole life. You two were inseparable as kids and even more so after you started dating. You know just about everything about her and she knew just about everything about you, except for the whole Kryptonian thing. That's something that you and Lois have that you and Lana never did. Build on that."

Mom had stopped talking, apparently done with what she had to say. And she'd had plenty to say – plenty I hadn't really thought about before while I was wallowing.

Don't waste time with Lois now. It's going to be a long time before it's just the two of you again, especially if you have more children someday."

We'd been in Smallville for five days and Clark had asked if I'd mind giving him some time alone with his parents so I'd decided to turn in early.

I'd had some nice talks with Martha, but she had things to do, too, so I'd ended up spending quite a bit of the last couple days on my own. It didn't really bother me. The pervading sense of aloneness was becoming more familiar as the months went on.

Tears streaked down my cheeks. It wasn't like I wanted to share all this with Clark, necessarily, but this wasn't how I'd pictured having my first baby. When I'd thought about having a baby, I figured I'd be out of college for a while, married for a few years to a guy I loved and who loved me. We probably would have had a lot of fun trying to get pregnant and then spent the next nine months getting a nursery ready and reveling in the changes. I would have been scared that he wouldn't find me attractive when I was the size of a house, but he would reassure me that there was nothing sexier than knowing I was having his baby.

This wasn't what I would have pictured and certainly not what I would have chosen.