Great to see you back with this, Sammy!
“Good morning,” he said affectionately, sneaking up behind her.
“Good morning,” she returned the affection, leaning into his embrace.
I just love this, how they are so happy and comfortable together. But of course, they are married!
“It certainly *looks* like the other ring I bought you though.”
Lois bit the bullet. “When *did* you buy it?”
Clark smiled, knowing where her thoughts were headed. “No, Lois, I didn't go out and buy the ring the moment I met you.”
Lois grinned. “It was just a thought.”
“I didn't buy the ring until the morning after I froze you; the morning of the day I proposed.” And the less said about *that* the better.
Right! The less said about his proposal on the show the better!
“It was amazing, honey,” Clark said, staring at the ring in something akin to awe. “This ring sat amongst the others, each one just slightly different to the rest. And yet *this* one seemed to stand out. I just *knew* that it was this ring or nothing. But that was never an option.”
I have to wonder... Is there something mysterious about this ring? Is it actually the same ring as the original one? If so, who brought it to whatever store Clark bought it in? And how come a jewellery store was open that early? And why can't I stop asking so many questions? Questions, questions....
Lois sat at the table and chewed thoughtfully. Clark *was* telepathic, at least with the other Kryptonians. And that breathtaking moment when he'd declared his love just before leaving the stratosphere. Was that more telepathy or something else, something to do with that bond? That connection that let her know he was trying to sneak up behind her without her even having to turn around to look. She absentmindedly put her hand into the bag again and came up empty.
Is their bond telepathic in nature? And did she really eat all those croissants?
Clark winced. “I'm not sure I want to know what else she told you.”
Lois smiled dangerously, her purse closing with a snap, no key in sight. “I believe the exact words were,” she said as she stopped walking, “complicated,” she started the list while taking him firmly by the shoulders, “domineering,” she continued, her eyes narrowing, “uncompromising,” she said, pushing him against the wall, “pig-headed,” she stated, looking him straight in the eyes that by now were almost pure panic. Then her face cleared and the smile shone through. “And brilliant,” she concluded, leaning forward for a passionate kiss.
I love it!!!
Clark let the tension leach out of his body as he met her passion for passion. It wasn't long before the wall was the only thing that was keeping them upright.
Aaaawww!!!
“What are *you* doing here?” Lois asked, clearly annoyed.
“Jimmy told me you were here and I just *had* to see it for myself,” Lucy answered, grinning. She was amazed at the change in her sister. After Claude, Lois had become very reticent when it came to men and if she *were* dating one, she would never flaunt her affections in public let alone the semi-privacy of a hotel corridor. The most interesting part of this unexpected meeting was that neither Lois nor Clark seemed the least embarrassed. Annoyed and disappointed to be interrupted, yes, embarrassed to be caught, no. In fact, even though they had stepped away from each other, their arms were still very much linked, and they looked like they didn't intend to ever let go.
I just
love that Clark and Lois are so comfortable and unapologetic about making out! But I don't necessarily love nosey sisters...
“Oh my God!” she squealed, grabbing Lois's hand off Clark so she could get a better look. “Beautiful.”
“Yes she is,” Clark responded even as Lois moved her arm, looking at her watch in dismay.
I totally love it! Lucy is staring at Lois's ring, Clark is contemplating and admiring Lois, and Lois is staring at her watch!
The door to the honeymoon suite beckoned to Lucy from across the hall. It was probably locked but maybe... She stared at the door when it swung open easily. Wow. Lois Lane had left her hotel room door *unlocked*. Lucy's eyes lit with mischief. She was wearing one of Lois's outfits, but the sweater was missing. It must be here.
I
don't much like this Lucy. She hasn't stolen enough of Lois's clothes, so she is going to snoop around in Lois and Clark's honeymoon suite.
And Clark had found himself thanking God for having superpowers, so he didn't have to put up with such hassles if he didn't want to, and could he have them back now?
“What are you talking about, Chief? We've been here for hours,” Clark insisted. He sounded so sincere that Lois found herself wondering whether the world *did* appear to be in slow motion when he didn't have his super-speed. She'd have to ask him about that later. But there were more important things at hand.
Naaah, Lois, he's just a really good liar!
“Come on, Perry, we *have* been here for *one* hour anyway. And you won't *believe* what we've been finding out about Lex Luthor and Antoinette Baines,” Lois responded, unable to keep her excitement from overflowing.
“Great shades of Elvis, Lois, that's two days in a row!” he thundered.
“Yes, I know, but really, Perry, this time it really wasn't our fault, entirely,” she answered, glancing at Clark.
Come on, we have been here for hours, or at least for *one* hour! And it wasn't our fault that we were late, entirely!
“Well, what were you doing in a hotel on the other side of town?” Perry asked, exasperated.
Lois put her elbows on the table, rested her head in her hands, and looked him square in the eye. Did he really want her to say it aloud? Perry even had the decency to blush.
Oh, Sammy, this is just so funny all the time....
“My office, now,” he grated, turning to stomp into his office, closing the door a little harder than was strictly necessary.
“Oh boy,” Clark muttered.
“He hasn't been fighting with Alice again, has he?” Lois asked Jimmy in trepidation.
“When isn't he fighting with Alice?” he answered flippantly.
She turned to Clark in mute appeal. He squeezed her hand for reassurance.
“Let's go face the dog house,” he said resignedly.
Hey, hey, Perry! Remember that you used to be the guardian angel of young lovers, at least if they were named Lois and Clark.
Delightful chapter, Sammy! I just love the "naughtiness" of Lois and Clark being married at a time when everybody thinks they have known each other for all of two days.
Come back soon with part eight!
Ann
Everybody just things they've lost their mind!! really funny 
I'm sorry I took so long to post the last part. Real life decided to get real on me.
