|In Medias Res
Author: joliehaitian79 PM
Five years ago Clark Kent left Smallville heartbroken and convinced that he only brought pain and tragedy to the ones he loved. He returns to find that things have drastically changed for one Lois Lane and that's all because of him.Rated: Fiction T - English - Drama/Romance - Lois L. & Clark K. - Chapters: 91 - Words: 126,394 - Reviews: 431 - Favs: 73 - Follows: 111 - Updated: 08-15-11 - Published: 09-20-10 - id: 6339342
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This is my first fanfic! A while ago I thought, why not write my own Smallville fan fiction? However, more importantly, a Clois based fan fiction, and so this story was born. For all of you Clois and
science fiction fans, please remember that this is fiction after all and though I like you have a hard time swallowing scenes or plots that do not make sense, or just never fit together, remember
that I was very conscious of that. It is important to me as a reader and writer to honor the stories I create by being as close to reality as fantasy would allow. With that said enjoy and feel free to
be honest in your reviews.
In Medias Res
"Into the middle of things"
"Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars." Kahlil Gibran
The little raven-haired boy with the deep blue eyes sat across from her just starring. She fidgeted under his gaze. "Don't do that!" she scolded. An innocent look cross his face. 'Why did she keep
saying that?' he thought. "What did I do mommy? He asked confused, he did not expect an answer; she never gave him one before. She lowered the newspaper and regarded him with a frown.
"You look thin!" she declared. The boy looked down at himself, he did not seem different to him, he grew but his grandfather told that to him. "Has the General been rationing your meals again?"
she asked accusingly raising an eyebrow at him." No mommy!" he answered quickly he was not sure if she believed him so he squared his shoulders. She reluctantly backed off 'the lane stance.'
She thought. "You hungry?" she asked raising the paper back up. "No mommy!" he answered her face now hidden behind the newspaper again.
"Are we going to the farm mommy?" He asked a while later, he did not want to ask for fear of the well-held tears that always appeared in his mother's eyes, but he had not seen his grandparents
in two months. Though they wrote to him and him vice versa, it just was not the same. He had been really good, not pouting much and complaining at all when his mother had told him he would
be going to stay with the General while she was off on assignment. He had not asked why he was not staying at the farm instead; he had done as he was told, like a good little soldier. "Mommy!"
called out to her, he could not see her face but he knew what he would see if he could; anger, pain, loss.
"I want to spend sometime with my boy first, we haven't seen each other in a while." She answered swallowing the familiar hurt. She folded the paper and set it on the seat next to her. Reaching
her arms out to him, he slid his little body off his seat facing hers and went to her. Soon he was in her arms on her lap as she crushed him to her, his face buried under her chin. He closed his eyes
and listened to her heart thumping against his ear. "I missed you baby!" she whispered softly, a softness in her that was not there before. "I miss you too mommy."
They exited the train station, her slender hands clasping her sons protectively. The luggage with the Mickey Mouse logo closely being pulled by the small child. "Where are we going mommy? He
asked as they walked down the street. It was early Monday morning he had never been down this street." Where are we going mommy?" "Home, we've moved!" she declared as if that piece of
information was not jolting and new to the unsuspecting child. "We've moved!" he repeated. He looked up around him and noticed the familiar building in the far distance. 'Of course' he thought to
himself they had moved closer to the Daily Planet. 'Now she would have no reason not to work late into the afternoon.' He thought sadly.
"No more long commute, suburbs are fine if you're Beaver & Cleaver but not us, we're city folks!" she declared as they stopped in front of a building with a door attendant. "Morning miss Lane!" he
greeted with a smile. She rewarded him her own brilliant smile. "Did you read it Leonard, I got those sons of bitches!" she declared proudly with a wink. Her son looked up at her; she was smiling,
really smiling. The only time she has ever smiled for real was when it involved her work. The burly looking man with the surprisingly friendly face nodded with his own smile.
"I did miss Lane, I never doubted you." he declared tipping his hat to her. She responded to his comment with a playful wave of her hand. "I know you took bets against me." She jabbed with an
arch eyebrow and laughter in her eyes. The little boy looked at the door attendant, he wondered if he did in fact place best against his mother. The man leaned in close, " Actually, you're looking at
a man whose $200 richer."He confessed proudly. "My money is always on you miss Lane!" he finished straightening up with a smile. Lois shrugged, she was the best what can she say.
"Who's the munchkin!" asked Leonard looking down at the little boy with interest. Lois followed his gaze. "Oh that's my son." She missed the shock on Leonard's face, but the boy did not.
"His mine" she finished her words heavy. The little boy let go of her hand and politely extended his small one towards Leonard. "My name is Jonathan Jerome Kent sir." Lois looked away forcing
back the emotions that were forcing their way to the surface. Leonard smiled " Nice to meet you young man, my names Leonard, you can call me Leny. I'm here everyday rain or shine." He
declared taking the small hand in his. The little boy nodded. "You can call him JJ, I do, and it keeps things simple." Lois chimed in taking the boys hand, she started to head towards the door. Leny
quickly moved to open it. " Here you go miss Lane!" he declared holding the door. JJ looked back at him as they went inside. Leny waved to the small little boy, he watched them walk across the
lobby to the elevator. Lois lane was unlike anyone he has ever met, he would never have guessed she was a mother. He watched as she lovingly stroke the child's hair and enter the elevator.
Shaking his head, he turned away. 'No, never would've guessed'
It's going to be okay.
" You're four it's too soon for school!" she declared as she shot a look at the child in the back seat of the rental. "I'm bored in play group mommy." He responded trying not to whine.
" Okay I admit, you are freakishly smarter than the average four year old, but fact remains my little Doogie Howser, you four." The child rolled his eyes. 'That move right there,' she thought having
caught it, 'that was a Lane trait.' She smiled and turned her attention back on the road.
JJ smile suddenly remembering something. " The General let me drive a tank!"
"He did what!" his mom yelled back. Lois gripped the steering wheel tighter trying to hold the urge to freak out at bay.
JJ smiled proudly. " I am a born natural he said, I should be encouraged to do more than I am now he said."
'The hell with holding back' she thought. She pulled the car over the side of the road. JJ waited for her to freak, maybe he shouldn't have said anything, he liked the kids in playgroup, his teacher
was nice even pretty, it was just a year, one more year, he could survive it couldn't he? So what if he was….'
"JJ" his mother's voice cut through his train of thought. It was surprisingly calm. Lois was in full-blown attack mode until she saw his face in the rear view mirror and she had to remember it was
not him she wanted to sink her teeth in. so she had talked herself down, and resolved to kill the General later. JJ turned his attention to his mother's rigid back.
" I'm trying here buddy, I really am." She continued her head lowered.
'Was she crying?' he wondered. " I'm going to chalk this up to your innate need to challenge your self, I get that I really do, I'm the same way." She still did not turn around.
" I will promise to look into alternatives." He wanted to smile but something told him not to take his victory lap just yet. Suddenly she turned a hand gripping the head of the passenger seat. " Let
us get this clear, when it comes to me and you, I don't give a damn what anyone else thinks I should do."
Like so many times before she pulled over on the side of the dirt road as the Kent farm sign came into view. She gripped the steering wheel and closed her eyes leaning her face against it. She
needed to call upon all she had to go further. 'Maybe she should've told them she wanted to spend a quiet birthday with JJ.' She thought.
" Mommy can I ran to the house please?" she heard her son ask.
'She can do this. Why can't she do this?' she continued her silent conversation with her self. JJ let out a heavy sigh, this was how it always was, them sitting feet away from the Kent Farm sign
with his mother hunched over the steering wheel for what seemed like hours. Last time she had only sat there for forty-five minutes a major improvement he had noted. He never interrupted her,
he never complained, or showed impatience but today was different. He had not seen his grandparents in two months and he doubted he could last another forty-five minute to hours, especially
since he was so close. " Mommy please." He begged. Lois shut her eyes tighter.
On the front porch of the yellow farmhouse, Martha could see the car sitting up the road. "Jonathan!" she called out. " She's doing it again." She whispered softly as her husband appeared next to
her. Jonathan wrapped a comforting arm around his wife. " She'll come when she is ready Martha, she always does." Martha shook her head remembering two months ago, she had sworn that she
saw a car that looked like Lois' preferred rental and then next thing she knew it was turning back around. "She left last time; I just wish I knew how to help her." Jonathan nodded.
" They will sort things out on their time Martha, we have to trust that."
" Mommy please can I go ahead." He was begging now. Lois was trying with no success to slow down her inner panic. 'They can't find out, I can't lose them too.' She decided quietly, she sat up to
turn the key over the ignition and heard the door slammed shut. She froze as she watched her son speed faster than an average person could let alone a four-year-old boy should.
" Oh God no!" she screamed.
Still standing on the front porch the two older couple watch as their grandson super sped before them. "Grandma!" Screamed the child as he climbed the stairs to wrap himself around her legs.
She a little stunned soon recovered and leaned down to pick up the little boy. She shot a quick glace at her husband, before greeting the child with a kiss. "Hi sweetheart." The child turned in her
arms towards his grandpa reaching for him. "Grandpa!' he exclaimed almost in tears. Jonathan took him and held his grandson tightly. "I missed you to buddy." The love fest was suddenly
interrupted as a car screeched to a stop in front of them. JJ tightened his hold on his grandpa. Lois was quickly out of the car, a horrified panicked look on her face.
" Mr. and Mrs. K please don't hate me, oh God this can't be happening!" she ranted Martha moved towards her. " Lois calm down."
Lois shook her head tearfully,"I don't know what's happening, oh God I cant lose you guys too." Martha pulled her into her arms.
" Calm down Lois, come inside." She leaned into Martha's hug, finding instant comfort. She slowly nodded and let the older woman lead her inside.
JJ was happily regaling his grandpa with his exploits of the past two months with the General. "And I climbed the highest wall and didn't feel scared." He declared proud.
Jonathan chuckled with pride at his grandson; he looked so much like Clark. The child always soothed his sadness over the loss of his brokenhearted son.
" Lois!" she heard Martha whisper to her as the older woman's hand covered hers. They were sitting at the table. Lois cupped her tea in one hand; she tried so hard to keep from having this secret
out. Did she feel relieved now? No, she was terrified. " Lois why didn't you tell us sooner, we would've helped you." Lois reached up and wiped the tear that fell down her check.
"I screw up everything Mrs. K. I do not know how it happened. I mean, I know he was conceived in Smallville, but is that enough to make him a meteor freak?" she winced at the last words her
son was not freak, he was her joy, her constant, he was perfect. Martha reached out and took her hands in hers. She looked up at Martha with sorrowful eyes.
" We love him Lois, he is perfect, and we could never stop loving him." Lois smiled weakly eyes glossy with fresh tears. " Oh Mrs. K!" she sobbed and Martha moved and took her in her arms.
" We love you Lois, we're here for you both, always honey." She whispered as she stroke Lois' dark auburn hair. Lois held on tighter, 'it was going to be okay' a small voice told her.