He grinned down at me. “Did Lois Lane just thank me for something?” he teased, though I was a little hurt. Do I really treat him that badly?
He sat down next to me, and I hit his arm playfully. “Stop it, Clark. I thank you all the time,” I said, though I realized with a shock that I was lying. I couldn’t think of the last time I had thanked him for anything.
You know, I can't remember if she was like that in Season One, but since you said it, she probably was.
It felt very cozy, sitting there with Clark and our coffees on the sofa. His parents’ sofa was definitely more comfortable than mine.
Clark suddenly got up and started making a fire. He expertly stacked some small logs and stuffed some old newspapers in between to get the fire started.
Perhaps Clark is a little, um, uncertain, sitting so close to Lois?
“I guess you’re feeling better?”
He turned to look at me, with that strange deer-in-headlights look he gets sometimes and then answered me. “Yeah, a little bit… I hope I’m back to normal by tomorrow though.”
I like that expression. Clark let the secret identity slip there for a minute. Of course, Lois will realize that only in retrospect, after she finds out that CK=SM.
He came back a moment later with skewers and a bag of Stay-Puffed marshmallows.
I can only hope that the Stay-Puft Marshmallow Man doesn't show up in Smallville.
He glanced ever so slightly my way, and then did a double take, as a look of horror crossed his features.
He must have realized that Lois is there.
Trask laughed, making me jump out of my own skin. “I know she’s here in Smallville. I have a small group searching the city for her."
So that's where the rest of the goons are!
Somehow, Clark and I had to shake this madman on our own.
I'm sure that Lois will come up with something!
Question - did Jonathan leave that big hunk of kryptonite sitting in the barn? I sure hope not. Is Trask carrying kryptonite? If so, why isn't Clark looking worse?
Eagerly awaiting more!