Sorry that this is going to be short, Nancy, but I was really glad to see you back with this story!
Captain Janeway hurried past a Lieutenant that reminded her of someone else. Then she stopped, turned and looked at him closely. “You... You...” Then she shook her head in confusion and crossed her arms. “Did you see him?”
The man flashed a killer smile at Kathryn and pointed toward the hangar deck. “Yes, Captain.”
She cocked her head and turned that way. Then she stopped. “*How* did you see him when none of the rest of us could?”
The man, now realizing what he'd said, shrugged. “Uhh... I'm not sure Captain.”
That Lieutenant must be Clark's descendant! Lois and Clark's descendant, I hope.
She slammed on her brakes as she saw a man standing with his back to her in the middle of the road. She quickly climbed out of her squad car and stood there for a moment before she yelled, “Are you *crazy*? You almost got yourself killed!” Then her eyes popped as she realized that he was stark naked.
What a sight!!!!
And imagine that it was
Sheriff Rachel Harris who found him.
Clark turned slowly towards the kindly sounding lady.
Rachel gasped and to herself mumbled, “Look at his face.” Despite her efforts, her eyes dropped slightly.
Clark stood completely unabashed seemingly unaware of Rachel's discomfiture.
Rachel pursed her lips. “I have a blanket in the trunk. Stay right there. I'll be right back.” As she turned toward the trunk, she thought that even with all her fantasies about seeing Clark naked, she surely never knew it would happen with him standing in the middle of a darkened road.
It was hard for her to look at his face
... but she saw enough of his face to recognize him! Clark!
Rachel clucked, “What happened to your wedding ring, Clark?”
With open mouth, Clark looked at his finger. He thought for a moment then answered, “I don't know.” But somehow he knew it was in a very special, safe place. Yet everything was so muddled. Wedding Ring? Quietly, he finished eating, then he looked up a Rachel. “Married?”
“Yes, Clark.” She stood up and said, “Now come on, let's get you into bed so you can get some rest.”
...
The next morning, Clark awakened to find Rachel bending over him, feeling his forehead. She sighed in relief as he opened his eyes.
She grinned. “Feeling better?” He nodded. “You know, Clark. You really should get contacts. I always did think you were more handsome without the glasses.”
Clark quirked a smile. He reached up and put his arms around her and pulled her into a kiss. It felt wrong. He knew it did. But he didn't know why. And wasn't this what she wanted? Wasn't this what he was expected to do?
Oh my gosh!!! No, Clark!!!
That's
not what you're supposed to do!!!
Rachel sucked in a deep breath. “No, no, no, Clark.” Oh, how she wished it might be true. “Yes, we've kissed before. We dated some in high school and during our first semester of college. But then mom got sick and I had to quit for awhile to take care of her. And... well... we just never dated again.” She paused. “*We* aren't married. *You* are.”
Okay, I feel sorry for her, but Clark is Lois's!!!
She rushed in and hugged him. “Oh, Clark, honey. We've been so worried.” She brushed his hair back then she sat down across from him and gently took his hands. “I'm Martha Kent. Your mother.” Then she handed him a pair of glasses. “You need to put these on,” she said in an almost conspiratorial manner.
Clark held the glasses up in front of him, looking at them stupidly. “I don't need glasses.”
She just smiled and patted his cheek. “Yes, you do, Clark.” When he looked at her skeptically, she cooed, “You do, Clark. Believe me, you do.”
Listen to your Mom, Clark! You do need your glasses!
Clark looked up at the crazed woman coming towards him. He didn't know her name and he couldn't remember her. But his pulse quickened and he stood up and ran into her arms. He picked her up and swung her around.
His brain didn't know her. But his heart did. She was his wife. His love. His joy.
And she would make everything right again. He knew that she would.
Aaaaaaaawwwwww....
Bring on part three soon, Nancy!!!
Ann