Part 2:
Figure I’d spread the FDK up a bit
Lois slid from her sofa onto the floor and curled her knees up to her chest.
“Hello?” He answered, trying not to sound so uninterested.
“Clark?” The voice on the other end spoke softly and Clark was sure he heard a faint sob.
Funny thing, I was really surprised they weren’t married and kept forgetting, too
Lois agreed before hanging up her phone and tossing it on the table.
/whispers/ POV.
I almost *died* in the Congo!”
Yes. But he’s Jimmy. And if he really should get damaged, there’s lots of replacement Jimmys out there. Just look how they managed when he got squashed trying to break Lex Luthor’s fall from grace. /points to vignette in the Archive that explains the Michael Landes/Justin Whalin discrepancy.
“You’re going to be mad at him for eighteen months?”
Lois nodded assuredly.
“I can hold a grudge, Clark. You of all people should know that.”
*G*
He filtered Perry’s demands and kept tissues in his desk for Lois’ sudden breakdowns
Michael