|Man of Steel: A Risk Worth Taking
Author: mistressbabette51 PM
Superman Man of Steel. Lois could not decide whether to ask him out or bombard him with questions. Initially written for the LJ 12Days of Clois Christmas Challenge, the story continues. This is just speculation about hand touching in the trailer and what it could mean for Clois. I hope you enjoy it. Please read and review. Thank you!Rated: Fiction M - English - Romance/Drama - Lois L. & Clark K./Superman/Kal-El - Chapters: 8 - Words: 26,815 - Reviews: 39 - Favs: 19 - Follows: 20 - Updated: 06-11-13 - Published: 12-22-12 - id: 8821411
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Disclaimer: DC Comics/Warner Bros. Entertainment owns these characters. This is strictly for my own amusement.
Author's Notes: This story came to me after watching the MOS trailer a whole heck of a lot, but I managed to throw in some Christmas cheer. The LJ 12Days of Clois Christmas Challenge prompt I found (Crystal Star) fit perfectly. I hope you enjoy it guys. Please read and review. Thank you! :D
Man of Steel: A Risk Worth Taking
Two days before Christmas, in Metropolis City Jail:
Lois Lane believed that the nightmare was finally over. A rampaging lunatic had almost destroyed Metropolis, but they had all been saved by one man. No one knew who he was or where he had come from, but Lois had every intention of finding out. Tapping her fingers on the countertop, she waited impatiently for the officer to let her in to see him.
"Now, Ms. Lane …" The officer tried to calm her down. She had a reputation as being tenacious like a dog with a bone.
"Don't 'now, Ms. Lane,' me! I'm the one who got him to come in. If not for me, you'd still be standing in the middle of that field waiting to see what would happen next. He saved hundreds of lives today. He doesn't want to hurt anyone. Surely, you must know that."
"But, Ms. Lane, he's restrained, and we cannot guarantee your safety!"
"Don't you get it? That is not what he's about. Now are you going to let me in to see him or not?" She asked, glaring at him.
He sighed. "Wait here," he instructed. A few minutes later, the officer came back to the front desk and told her that she could see him only because he refused to talk to anyone, except her.
Lois could not explain how her heart pounded with equal beats of dread and excitement at those words. Taking a deep breath, she said, "Lead the way." As she followed the officer, she also could not explain what she was feeling right now. Her mind seemed to have stop working. She had a million questions for him, and after witnessing his heroics on numerous occasions, including his rescue of her a few heart stopping times, her mind could not come up with a single solitary thing to say. Just start at the beginning Lane, like … who are you?
Clark stood up when he saw her standing there looking as if she would bolt at any moment, which wasn't like her at all. She wasn't afraid of anything. He would never forget how she had approached him, guns drawn all around them, but then there she was unafraid and determined to help.
She was pulled out of her mental stupor by his voice. "Ms. Lane?"
Lois jumped out of her skin. He was so quiet she was startled. "Oh, hello, Ummm …."
"Did you want to ask me something?"
Her mind was still reeling. "Ummm, Ok, what's your name?"
He grinned at her obvious confusion. "Yes, that's my name."
She shook her head to clear it. "It's obvious you're not from around here."
"That's true," he grinned again.
Like pulling teeth! Lois thought. Soon enough though, other criminals in lock-up began to whistle and call out to her. They knew who she was.
"Hey, just ask me, I'll give you an interview!" One man snickered and whistled at her.
The fire came back as she turned to him. "Look, you jerk!" She said and pulled his arm through the bars. "I'm a lady, you got that?! I eat guys like you for lunch."
"Hey, that hurt!" He whimpered as he rubbed his arm.
Clark's eyes widened. Shaking his head, he cleared his throat. "Ms. Lane?"
"Yes," she replied as she turned back to face him. Her demeanor changed from mad dog to meek as a mouse in seconds.
"Once I get out of here, we should meet to discuss … a few things."
She swallowed. He must have read my mind. I wonder if that's one of his abilities. "Of course, just give me a call."
He actually smiled. "Until then?"
"Yes, until then," she mimicked, but instead of turning to go, she just stood there staring at him.
"Bye, Ms. Lane."
She finally turned to go, but not until she sent a death glare in the crook's direction.
Clark shook his head and smiled.
Christmas morning, the Daily Planet bullpen:
"Excuse me, Miss …. Ummm …" He glanced at her name plate. "Lane is it?" Clark asked the lady staring at the computer scene.
"Yes, that's right. Name's Lois, Lois Lane," she responded still distracted by her non-story. Sitting up a little straighter and still staring at the screen, but nothing was coming to her. After Kal-El had been released from jail, she hadn't heard a word from him and now her story was due, but she had nothing. Sighing, she put her hand on her chin. Where are you, Kal-El? No rescues, nothing!
Clark tapped her shoulder. "I'm sorry, Miss, but Mr. White asked me to stop by this morning. I have an interview scheduled with him."
On Christmas morning? Lois thought. She blinked and stared at the tall gentleman hovering over her desk. Narrowing her eyes, she stared at him closely. She did note how large his glasses were and that plaid shirt with a tie no less. Where in the world did he learn to dress, in a barn? "He's … Ummm … down in copy. Who's asking?"
He held out his hand. "The name is Kent, Clark Kent."
Lois shook his hand then quite unexpectedly electric sparks shot inside her palm. They both stared at their joined hands each utterly shocked and bewildered by what had just happened. Lois was totally confused as she released his hand. "Mr. Kent, is it?"
"Yes, that's my name."
Bells went off in Lois's head, but she ignored them. "Why don't you wait over there and he'll be back in a few minutes."
"Thank you, Ms. Lane."
Now, Lois was bombarded with the strangest sensation and she refused to ignore it this time. Standing up, she followed him.
Clark was beginning to feel cornered by her stares. He sat down and pulled out a newspaper from his courier bag to distract her. He held it up in front of his face.
Lois lowered the paper. "If you don't mind my asking, what job are interviewing for?"
"The City Desk."
Lois' mouth dropped open in shock. "I can't believe this."
"Excuse me?" Clark asked, curious why she would be upset about him working City.
She suddenly leaned down and poked his chest. "Let's get one thing straight Mr. Kent. City is my beat, got it?!"
Clark was confused. "But I haven't even gotten the job yet."
Lois looked him up and down. She had a feeling getting the job would not be an issue for him. "It doesn't matter. Just stay out of my way!" She told him then turned and walked off in a huff.
An hour later, Clark came out of Perry's office, shook his hand then he pointed him to his desk, directly opposite Ms. Lane.
"Lane, get in here!" Perry hollered at his star reporter.
Lois sent Kent a glare just for good measure.
Five minutes later, she came out of Perry's office stunned and furious. Now I'm a babysitter for some hack from Nowheresville!?
"I see you got the good news?" Clark asked the furious young woman.
Lois sent him another glare one that would have cowered any man but not him. "Just … just stay out of my way."
Clark watched her for a moment, then he hid a grin.
Christmas Day was almost over, and Lois was still staring at a blank page. Kent had disappeared on some errand something about a human interest story. She didn't have the time to follow him around. She had a story to write, but still no word from Kal-El.
Suddenly, her phone rang, but she didn't recognize the number. "Lois Lane, Daily Planet."
"Hello, Ms. Lane."
"Who is this?"
Lois sat up straighter. "Kal-El, I … How are you? I mean, I haven't seen you around since the other day, and I had hoped we could talk … and …" Lois was rambling a bit.
"I'm sorry about that, Ms. Lane, but I have been busy for a while." Actually, Clark had gone home to Smallville to spend Christmas Eve with his Mom. "It couldn't be helped. I'd like to make it up to you. Are you free now? I know it's Christmas."
"Of course I'm free. Christmas is not much of a holiday for me."
Clark didn't believe that. "But it's Christmas."
"You celebrate the holiday? I'm surprised to hear that."
"It was my favorite holiday … growing up."
Lois was stunned. "You grew up here?"
"I see we have a lot to talk about. Meet me on the rooftop in half an hour."
She didn't hesitate. "I'll be there."
After glancing at her watch for like the thousandth time, she climbed the stairs truly excited and thrilled, heart pumping double time, but what greeted her would stay in her memories for a lifetime.
Kal-El was there, but also there was small Christmas tree with lights and presents under the tree. Although it was Christmas Day, the weather was unusually warm for this time of year. Lois had put on a light jacket around her shoulders, but she wasn't cold, not at all. Her heart was warmed by the sight before her eyes. Suddenly, her eyes watered. "You did this … for me?"
"Of course, do you like it?"
She walked over to the tree and touched it reverently, eyes watering again. "It's beautiful. Thank you, Kal-El."
Clark suddenly realized that Christmas was just as valuable to her, maybe even more so. "Here, I have a present for you."
She shook her head. "I can't believe this." She looked him up and down. "Am I dreaming?"
Clark came closer. "Do you dream of me?" He boldly asked.
Lois lowered her eyes but didn't answer him.
That was all the answer he needed. He reached under the tree and held up the package to her. "Open it."
She did as he said and inside the box was a lovely crystal ornament. "Oh, my, I've never seen anything quite like this. I don't know what to say."
"Here, let me." He took the ornament from her, their hands touching sending sparks again, which totally confused her then he hung it at the top of the tree.
She watched his hands as he hung the ornament and they were large and well-manicured, reminding her of someone else. That's impossible, she thought. But now her instincts were going crazy.
"Kal-El?" She asked. He turned to her. "What's your name again?"
"I told you, it's Kal-El."
"And you grew up here?"
"Yes, why?" He was staring at the tree.
"Did your parents call you Kal-El growing up?"
He hesitated. "Ummm, no they didn't," he replied, he let slip surprising himself as he turned back to her to meet her ever curious look.
Lois came closer, then she took his hand just like in the field the other day. "You can tell me anything. You know that don't you?"
"Lois, I …" He hesitated again.
He called me Lois. "It's alright. You know you can trust me."
He looked into her eyes, and he did trust her, but he couldn't do it. "I do trust you, but …"
"I understand, I do." She squeezed his hand. "When you're ready to talk, I'll be here for you."
He shook his head at her, came closer and then he touched her cheek. She closed her eyes, and Kal-El couldn't resist her. He leaned down just a little and then he kissed her. So sweet, he thought. He deepened the kiss, then she came into his arms holding him close.
After a few minutes, he pulled back. "I should go." The last thing he wanted was to leave her.
"Of course, but you owe me an interview!" She said teasing him just a little.
"Tomorrow, same time?" He asked smiling as he stroked her shoulder, needing to touch her.
"You got it!" She smiled at him.
"Good night, Lois," Clark murmured, not wanting to leave her.
"Good night, Kal-El."
Clark turned and leapt into the sky.
Lois quickly ran to the ledge and watched him streak across the sky, then moments later, she heard a sonic boom shatter the quiet night.
A/N: Awe, man, I loved the trailer. I absolutely love the idea of Lois finding out the truth just by them touching hands, maybe not in the first movie but definitely in the sequel. I guess that blows the 'triangle for two' out of the water, which I doubt they'll do. It definitely changes things around, and I think it opens up a lot of potential for them, but I have my doubts. DC is famous for keeping her in the dark for who knows how long! Lois had been blind enough if you ask me. But please, no memory swipes! I hope you enjoyed it. Please tell me your thoughts. Reviews are love. HAPPY HOLIDAYS!