A/N: Part 6 may have content that makes some people uncomfortable. It's not graphic in nature and is spoken about briefly by third parties. Please consider this your WHAM warning.
A taste of Chapter 8, Part 6...
Lois was still awake when he returned through the living room window in the middle of the night. Clark felt like his heart had been broken into a thousand pieces. Lara was no longer unique. He spun into jeans and a t-shirt. Lois set down the cards she had been using to play solitaire and opened her arms. She always knew what he needed.
“Come on. Let’s go to bed,” Lois said after she held him for a minute. “And you can tell me everything.”
Clark draped his arm around her shoulder. “I don’t deserve you.”
“Hey, I’m far from perfect.”
“Who are you?” he asked, pausing mid-step. “And what have you done with my Lois?” He meant it as a joke, but she didn’t take it that way.
At the top of the stairs, Lois held out her leg. “Do you need to scan my ankle?” She wasn’t teasing him. “Check for the fracture?”
Clark joined her and kissed her. “No.”
She raised a brow. “So, you agree that I’m imperfect?”
“No. I agree that you think so. To me you are perfection,” he said, kissing her again and pushing open their bedroom door.
“Softly,” his wife murmured, shutting the door after they passed through. “Lara’s asleep.”
Clark gazed over at his daughter. Was Lara who he had always known her to be? Was she his daughter with the missing Lois or had someone else given birth to her? For the first time, he was unsure of Lara’s parentage. Not that it mattered, he was so in love with her.
He sat down on the bed, putting his face in his hands.
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Missing Lois - TOC
