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07 May 2010 @ 03:56 am
Reeveverse :: Superman IV :: Need You Now (1/2)  
Written for the Superman Movieverse Pairings Challenge

Prompts: 106.Memory(-ies), 072.Partnership, 073.Friendship, 074.Trust, 075.Loyalty
Rating: PG
Words: In the aftermath of Nuclear Man's attack, Kal-El finds himself succumbing to kryptonite poisoning, only to be found by Lois in his apartment. All of her words imply that his secret still isn't a secret, despite a second Amnesia Kiss. After a veiled confession, Lois leaves at his request, but it doesn't mean that she doesn't spend a sleepless night. Part 1 of 2.


WARNING: TOTALLY unbetaed. May show it very well. *wince* I didn't want to wait the whole thing until after the next Heirs chapter was out and we could work on it again.


It was only on the fifth time she’d crossed the room before she had actually picked up the phone and only the third time she had dialed before she made herself wait until the answering machine came on. 

After a brief hesitation, she spoke at the beep and didn’t even try to pretend that she didn’t know what was happening. “Hello, you. I saw what happened on the news. Good to know you’re alive and well. Give me a call if you have five minutes to spare. Maybe I’ll see you later.” So many other things were on the tip of her tongue to say, but she didn’t trust them to be said over a phone.  Especially not when she was so torn over how to feel about the last day or so. And the fact that she’d barely slept last night might lead to a slip. 

After the way she had found him in his apartment, so pale and shivering from sickness, she at least rated a phone call. Nothing she had ever seen had prepared her for seeing him like that. Beaten, she could deal with, had dealt with. But you couldn’t defend someone like him from their immune system. From the information Perry and the others could glean from eyewitnesses, it sounded as if this Nuclear Man had kryptonite of a fashion. No wonder he had looked so worse for the wear. Nothing she had been witness to in their long association had scared her as badly as seeing him last night had. Maybe that was what had prompted the confession she’d never planned to give.

There had been no consideration for his reaction, just the spontaneous need to try to give him a reason to keep going. It was almost a blessing that he had fobbed it off the way he had. As much as it hurt her to hear, it was better to keep herself guarded. And at least he knew, knew that someone knew him and cared for him beyond the public façade.  No matter how he was starting to feel about Lacey, she had the past and she’d keep it. She’d made her decision years ago, same as he had made his that he couldn’t stay with her. She’d keep his secret if it meant that that was all she could keep of him. The thought misted her eyes, bothering her more than she cared to admit.

With a heavy sigh, she put the phone back in the cradle and went to pick up her purse. He wasn’t going to call her back immediately; she knew that from experience. No point in staying here and driving herself crazy with anxiety, anyway. Everyone knew that the Planet would be the first with the information on Superman’s condition and whereabouts. Better to be there than here alone, regardless of the fact that she’d quit just yesterday. Staying away would only drive her crazy. Better to use all this pent-up emotion toward something useful. Especially since Perry had revealed a plan to give Warfield a comeuppance this morning. 

 

Superman never needed a calendar to keep track of his appointments as long as most of his friends were reporters..  Lois had left a message on his answering machine, and Perry had called him as well, the Editor in Chief typically gruff as he barked orders for Kent to get down to Superman’s press conference. 

As he headed to the conference, Clark mulled over the events of the past few days.  Lois had shown herself to be a true friend and partner – not that he was surprised by that.  But he’d thought he was the only one who remembered how she’d stood by him the last time. 

Now it seemed as though he might not be.  When he was drowning in illness and shame at his defeat, Lois had come to him.  She’d brought him his cape, but more importantly, she’d brought him hope: the thing she claimed he always represented to her.  And from the way she’d spoken during that conversation, the looks she’d given him, she knew.

She still knew his identity.  Which meant, more than likely, she remembered everything.  The second kiss, after their flight together when she’d admitted that she knew, hadn’t worked.  She also knew, then, that he’d tried to erase her memory again after that flight.

And yet she was still defending him, still encouraging him, still doing everything in her power to help him.  Lois had every right to hate him, Clark supposed, but her actions spoke of enduring love.  He even suspected that she had only pretended the amnesia kiss worked the second time, letting him believe his secret was safely hidden.

Well, it was safe.  With her.  He had never asked Lois to prove her loyalty, but she had done it unasked, and proven a thousand times over that he could trust her.

Not to mention the fact that they were in love.  That was swiftly becoming undeniable.  His heart skipped a little just thinking those words.  If he loved her, he would put her in danger.  If he loved her, he would jeopardize his mission.  The only problem was, the ‘if’ had gone out of that statement a long time ago.  If his heart was a compass, then Lois was a powerful magnet, and the flattery of women like Lacey Warfield was utterly in vain.

With so much on his mind, it was no trouble to slip into the slightly befuddled guise everyone expected of Clark Kent as he arrived at the press conference.

  Lois and Jimmy were already there on mall outside the U.N., both grinning and riding high on Perry’s victory over Warfield.  The gamble to purchase the Planet had paid off in spades. With all of the outstanding shares now under the editor’s control, there was very little possibility of a shareholder attempting to take the paper from them again.

Lois, in particular, was beaming to beat the band. The confrontation with the millionaire only a short time before had improved her mood significantly and watching Perry reinstated as acting chief had been the cherry on top. Hazel eyes still alight, she and Jimmy were still recounting the mystified look on the old tycoon’s face when the boom had been lowered when Clark walked up.  Lois had just raised her eyes skywards as he walked up.

It made him smile to see Lois restored to her usual vivacity.  She was normally so animated, so full of life, that watching her spark ebb over the past days was heartbreaking.  Now, of course, Lois was full of vim and vinegar again, ready to take on anyone.  Clark made sure to slouch a bit, as always, as he said, “Hi, everybody. Am I late?”

Jim grinned a welcome, nudging Lois, who glanced over at him with wide eyes. “Hey, Mr. Kent. How you doing? No, he’s not here yet.” 

Seeing him standing there in front of them was a surge of pure relief.  All of the turmoil, or at least a significant portion of it, drained away just to see him grinning that goofy smile at her. He was alive, in one piece, and the glow of health had replaced that awful pallor. Regardless of how things went forward after this, her heart ached with gratitude. Almost nearly back to normal. The question was, did she want it to stay that way. Realizing that she was giving herself away, her smile grew to her usual impish one. Best to feel her way along without him alerting him to it. Act normal. Well, normal for her. “Well, it must have been quite some effort to drag yourself out of bed this morning.”

“Well, I’m feeling a lot better. I had a visit from a pretty good nurse.”  Clark returned Lois’ smile, trying to let his deep gratitude show.  At the same time, he had to keep up appearances so that Jimmy wouldn’t catch on.  Why was it always Jimmy who managed to come between them?

“Oh.” Lois responded again without looking at him, a study of nonchalance on the surface as if she had no idea what he was talking about.  However, under the surface, her heart  was racing. This was the closest they had come in the last few years to admitting the past. Then again, he could just be playing Clark’s usual brand of cute. Only one way to find out.              

Jimmy cut in, his glance flicking from one reporter to the other.  It seemed the photographer had sensed something amiss in spite of both of their best efforts to keep him out of the loop.  Looking a trifle confused, Jim looked at him seriously. “Well, it must have been some pretty good medicine because Ms. Lane said you were really ill.”

Exactly how far did he want to pursue this?  Clark hesitated minutely.  He wasn’t completely sure that Lois had caught his meaning.  Her casual façade had always been difficult to see past.  He decided to make the leap.  In an almost conspiratorial tone, he told the photographer, “Well, you know, Jimmy. Sometimes all you need is a little loving attention from the right person.”

Clark saw her laugh to herself then, that unreserved smile peeking out again. And that’s how he knew. She had that secretive, knowing look when she said it, and her voice was warm with affection when she murmured, “I’m glad you’re back, Clark.” Behind her, Lois could feel Jimmy’s eyes dart back and forth between them, realizing that she had to have had a hand in this. And she didn’t need to see his face to know he was smiling. The kid had always rooted for Clark getting the girl. That this made him happy was no surprise, even if he didn’t know the reality of the situation.

It was all she could do to rein in the storm of emotions whirling inside her. The need to speak to him about this finally was enormous, but it just wasn’t feasible at the moment. And neither had the slightest clue what the fallout might be. Which made the inability to speak freely both better and worse.

There was a beat, and then the façade was back in place, all too aware of the place and the time. Time. That made her glance quickly as her watch. He would need to making a caped appearance  soon. If Fate was kind, maybe there would be time to discuss revelations later. Knowing what she had to do, Lois snapped to and reminded him of the way of things. “And, uh, remember. I’m covering Superman’s press conference. All you do is tape reactions from the crowd, okay?”

A grin tugged at the corners of his mouth.  She heard him loud and clear – and her own feelings for him were obvious as the warmth in her voice.  Oh yes, they needed to have a discussion about everything that had happened.  And this time, he wouldn’t be so foolish as to try and erase her memories again.  Even now, he wondered just when she had remembered and how that effected the events of the last years. The implications were huge.

Continuing to prove why he needed her, Lois had just handed him the perfect opening to make his exit while he was lost in thought.  Making a show of patting his pockets, Clark scowled.  “Reactions, right. Oh dear. I guess I need a tape recorder. I’ll be right back.”

“Clark…” Playing along the way she had been for so long already, she made sure the disbelief was clear on her face before she started laughing.  The amusement was real, amazement in what was happening here causing it to bubble up like champagne. Lois didn’t know what exactly she’d been expecting when she had picked up the phone this morning, but she had never even hoped for this. She’d been playing into his actions and reactions for three years now. The possibility of letting this secret go was like having a weight torn abruptly from her back. She just had to figure out how to get her balance again.

Jimmy laughed, too, but for entirely different reasons.  Whatever was going on hadn’t disturbed the order of the universe enough that Clark could actually be prepared for once.  He shook his head in amusement, glancing at Lois in time to catch her relieved smile.  “Same old Mr. Kent. He’ll never change,” the photographer chuckled.

“I hope not.”  Lois was shaking her head as she watched Clark go, still snickering. After watching his exits for the last little while, she was starting to understand the way he planned things. Like as not, he’d go around the huge building and duck into a place in the shadows to speed up and blur into uniform with about a minute to spare before he had to…

The wind picked up then, and seconds later the crowd began to cheer, proving Lois’ assumptions correct.  Superman soared in, landing just across from Lois and Jimmy.  He spoke to the photographer first. “Hey, Jimmy.”

At the same moment, Olsen was asking with a broad grin on his face, “How you doin’, Superman?”   The answer was self-evident in Superman’s smile and nod.

Then the hero turned his attention to his chronicler.  Their eyes met, all of the unspoken knowledge hovering between them.  She knew; it was right there in the way she watched him. There was so much he wanted to say to her… and so much he couldn’t say here, of all places.  For now, he would have to settle for the obvious, and hope that the warmth in his voice let her know the depth of his feelings.  “Lois, good to see you again.”

She couldn’t help herself; despite all the nervousness she felt in not knowing the specifics of what he thought of all this, Lois could feel the love-struck smile she could never quite hide around him in uniform making a very obvious appearance. The same way it always had. “Good to see you, too,” she murmured, looking him square in the eye. The only question was, was this just his public face, were both of them his public faces toward her, or could she trust his expression? Caught between anxiety and elation, the reporter tried to read him.   

Unfortunately, his eyes gave away nothing.  The crowd around them was watching too closely for him to let his relief and adoration show.  He was close enough to touch her, to enfold her in his arms, but this was neither the time nor the place. All he could do was return the smile before heading up to the podium to speak.

But it seemed that wasn’t quite all he’d done.  Just before he stepped away, Lois felt something tickle the palm of her hand.  She looked at it, surprised to find a piece of paper that hadn’t been there a moment ago.  He must have used a touch of super-speed to slip it into her hand just then.  Lois unfolded it to see his familiar script in a simple message: Meet me on the balcony afterward?  He’d signed it – as if he needed to – the same way he’d signed the first note, A Friend.

Her wide eyes immediately went to his before she could lower the throttle. They were going to talk about it. Finally. Knowing he couldn’t register it beyond a possible smile, Lois caught his eye and nodded slowly, Jimmy thinking she was doing so in approval. Again that wild mix of emotions at maybe getting this out in the open between them.  Regardless of the final result of the meeting, at least they would both be on the same page.  That is if he could resist the urge to drag out the Rohypnol kiss again, she thought dryly. With that in mind, she made herself listen to his words now instead of puzzling out what he might say later.
 
 
On the Verge of: sleepysleepy
Beautiful Noise: Mandalay-Not Her
 
 
athenesolon: Kal-smirk's @ Lois' reactionathenesolon on May 7th, 2010 01:51 pm (UTC)
Awwww.... That's so sweet. All the emotions roaming about under the surface. Love this so much.
Lois: Clois :: Missing Youkalalanekent on May 8th, 2010 10:34 pm (UTC)
This was been in the back of my mind forever and all of the emotions that Heirs has been stirring up just made for the perfect time to write it up. Would have made for a much more satisfying rounding out for the series. The end of the film and series just seemed so wasted and abrupt.
athenesolonathenesolon on May 13th, 2010 10:03 am (UTC)
Would have made for a much more satisfying rounding out for the series. The end of the film and series just seemed so wasted and abrupt.

Agreed and the original ending with him and Lacy that I found (was in a script I used for ref when I was attempting something similar and now use for ref for my current SIV fic) was such a cringe-worthy moment when it NEVER fit with what I know to be Kal-El (BTW, the only part of it that I use for my fic is that she tried out Smallville... can you even SEE her fitting in there?? There's a reason she came back to Metropolis and it's not just because there's at least one nice guy in Metropolis).
Lois: Lois :: Mischeviouskalalanekent on May 13th, 2010 09:27 pm (UTC)
I was always creeped out that he was willing to let Lacy take over his family home. Heck, I actually would have been happier if he had sold it to someone he didn't know. That's just a can of worms I wouldn't want to open. PERIOD. It's almost like leading her on.
athenesolon: Kal-smirk's @ Lois' reactionathenesolon on May 13th, 2010 10:51 pm (UTC)
I was always creeped out that he was willing to let Lacy take over his family home. ... It's almost like leading her on.

Preach it sister! I suspect that's part of the reason that got cut and the scene with Lois where she went to get him for the banquet and they went for a flight was inserted. I hate to say it but the "amnesia kiss" there was the lesser of the two evils for me even if it left a glaring plot hole that made it pretty obvious to Clois observers that she knew who he was despite that kiss.
Lois: Clois :: Keep Holding Onkalalanekent on May 14th, 2010 01:39 am (UTC)
That's what murders me the most. They must not have had any on continuity in the film because a lot of things just DID NOT MAKE SENSE! As much as I love the sentiment that they try for in the balcony scene with Lois, they really ruin parts of it with his behavior. I love the 'I need you in my life' moment, but they screw it up by him trying the damn kiss again. And they don't let him acknowledge any part of the relationship between the two of the in the confession scene.

All of those loose ends (and that's just from this film) and they decide to try to let him have a shot at another younger love interest? Seriously? Chris, what the hell?

*deep breath* Yes, as you see, serious issues with SIV and that's just with the Clois relationship. Don't get me started on the other stuff.
athenesolon: Kal-smirk's @ Lois' reactionathenesolon on May 14th, 2010 03:20 am (UTC)
That's why I'm limiting my complaints to the Clois only. It is those holes from which fic forms. We can play with it to the hilt and at least be happy with the result. Honestly, sometimes I think the WB and other movies/TV shows/Etc. networks should be thanking fanfic writers such as you guys (and I include Saavi and some of the others in this comment).
Lois: Kal-El :: Have Peacekalalanekent on May 14th, 2010 04:16 am (UTC)
I started a lot of this by telling my sisters stories when we were little about the films, making stuff up when they couldn't sleep at night. I even invented a Superman V just for them, just little stories about Lois and Superman that were like oral oneshots. That's where Kala and Jonathan originally came from, me needing a way to make the stories a little more interesting by making up two characters that were around my twin sisters' ages. It was only a couple of years later that I first started The Beginning of the End.

I just always wanted a better ending for the whole cast than what they got, so that's what I do what I do. Both films spent so much time being OOC and it's just frustrating, especially when there are bits of awesomeness that you can see glimmers of. I weep looking at what they could have done with the entirety of SIII and SIV if Ilya Salkind wasn't a money-grubbing idiot. Both films could have been a success. Just pure waste.

Edited at 2010-05-14 04:42 am (UTC)
januaried: fandom + superman + cloisjanuaried on May 7th, 2010 06:13 pm (UTC)
SQUEEEE! Love your rewrite of SIV so much. :D You must have done a good job betaing yourself because there are barely any oddities. Great work showing how they both become more confident about each other and how much they adore each other for keeping the secrets. Nice touches with Jimmy, too.

YAY for secret smiles and superspeed note passing! *tackleglomps* Can't wait for the second part! :D

PS. What's Rohypnol?
Lois: Clois :: Keep Holding Onkalalanekent on May 8th, 2010 10:46 pm (UTC)
:D I was really hoping that I could get you and Ella's approval. Playing around with certain parts of Superman IV is tricky in that you have to pick up good threads of the plot and make it work without totally changing the film. After this fic is over, I may just play around with a few other scenes. For now, I just want to get this out in the open and see how well it comes across.

As to what Rohypnol is, in this case it's Lois being a smartass.

Edited at 2010-05-08 10:56 pm (UTC)
saavikam77: Clois Kiss 2saavikam77 on May 8th, 2010 03:44 am (UTC)
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!! ^_________^

I totally love this! :D So much relief in this, it feels like letting out a huge breath you've been holding forever. And I'm so excited for part 2! XD *bounces*

*applauds* :D
Lois: Clois :: You Think...kalalanekent on May 8th, 2010 11:01 pm (UTC)
YAY! Two for two from my favorite canon critics! And they really do both feel that way, especially Lois. Then again, Clark may just feel like kicking himself for some of the events that went on in the past when he thought she didn't know Especially since that whole escapade with Lana a couple of years ago... *LOL*
clarks_girlclarks_girl on May 8th, 2010 11:35 am (UTC)
I am so in love with you!!!! Squeeeeeeeeeee..... Finally SIV the way I wanted to see it. Thankyou thankyou thankyou. Perfect timing as well. Sitting at the airport waiting for my flight to London.

Next weekend Paris!!!!!! Scott has the joy of looking after Harry the cat and Stan the man
Lois: Lois :: Laughterkalalanekent on May 8th, 2010 11:07 pm (UTC)
YAAAAAAY! This little fic may have been the reason I stalled on So Close and we haven't been able to move forward with it (although I am determined to finish it this year). I may play with a few other parts in the film just to get it up to my standards within canon. We'll see how it goes! :D

SO JEALOUS! Have a great trip and have enough fun for both of us! *snugs*