Square One

Three rings.

Clark let the answering machine pick it up.


With reflexes like The Flash, Clark had the phone. "Lois?"

His stomach twisted in knots, Clark listened.

"I missed you."

"I love you." There was a pause and Clark's breath hitched. "I shouldn't have said that. I'm sorry."

"I'm still hurt."

"I didn't want to hurt you."

"I know. Clark… I want there to be an 'us', only, no more secrets. Just us. We can try from there."

"I---I'd like that."


"Lois, I have monitor duty soon, I have to go."



"And, Clark, I love you."