Kryptonite

Song by 3 Doors Down.

Disclaimer: I don't own Superman. If I did, don't you think Clark would be going out with me?

A/N: The story's better when you're listening to the song. Many thanks to htbthomas for beta-ing. Also, check out her story, Déjà Vu – it's extremely good!

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I took a walk around the world to

Ease my troubled mind

I left my body laying somewhere

In the sands of time

I watched the world float to the dark

Side of the moon

I feel there's nothing I can do, yeah

"I'm always around," he had said. Whatever that meant. What about those five years he just disappeared? Leaving her, pregnant and alone. (The former he had no idea of, however, but still!) It was his fault she had gone to Richard. Clark sighed. He had to know. He knew very well that he would not find anything, but he had to find out. He had to know if he was truly alone in the universe. Her voice snapped him out of his reverie.

"Clark?"

I watched the world float to the

Dark side of the moon

After all I knew it had to be something

To do with you

I really don't mind what happens now and then

As long as you'll be my friend at the end

"Yes?" he answered.

"We need to talk."

If I go crazy will you still

Call me Superman?

If I'm alive and well, will you be

There holding my hand?

I'll keep you by my side with

My superhuman might

Kryptonite

They went up to the roof. It was odd, coming up here with her, and as Clark Kent, not Superman. They stepped out into the evening air. Lois walked with a purposeful air, then got halfway to the railing, turned around, and smacked him across the face.

"How the hell could you do that to me! Put me through that, and then wipe my memory? Did you think you were helping me? I mean, what the hell, Clark!" she turned around again, sniffling, as he stood there blinking, and rubbing his cheek.

"Uh…Lois? Did I miss something?"

"No, Clark! I am! Missing something, I mean! About three days of my life, actually! Where the hell did they go, you overgrown alien? And you can stop rubbing your cheek. I know it doesn't hurt you."

Oh, but it does, he thought sadly. I'm vulnerable to only two things – kryptonite and Lois

Lane.

You called me strong, you called me weak But still your secrets I will keep

You took for granted all the times I

Never let you down

You stumbled in and bumped your head

If not for me then you'd be dead

I picked you up and put you back

On solid ground

He sighed. She got me once, she can get me again, he thought.

He took off his glasses, then gently turned her around.

"Lois. How could I not? Look, Luthor thought we were just friends and he used you to almost kill me, and you! If he, or anyone else, knew that we were 'involved' in any way, they'd be after you in a second! I had to. As much as it killed me."

She choked. "You bastard," she sobbed, and buried her face in his shirt.

If I go crazy then will you still

Call me Superman?

If I'm alive and well, will you be

There holding my hand?

I'll keep you by my side with my

Superhuman might

Kryptonite

"Um… Lois? Are you alright?"

She pulled back, taking a deep breath.

"Yeah, it's just… how can I explain it? Here I am, thinking my dreams have come true! I'm married to the man I love, he's willing to give up his superhuman powers for me, then boom! All gone! Then you leave, I meet Richard, spend one night with him, find out I'm pregnant, get a Pulitzer prize on an article that was really just an anger management thing, and then you come back, I find out Jason is your son, Lex Luthor is trying to all of us, the world as we know it is changing, Richard breaks up with me, and then my memory comes back? I mean, seriously, Clark!"

"I know Lois, it was wro—Richard dumped you?" he winced instantly, knowing how insensitive that sounded.

"Yes. Two days ago, after I told him the truth – Superman was Jason's father."

"Oh. I'm… I'm sorry, Lois." Was he? He wasn't sure.

She raised her eyebrows, but said, "It's okay," and sighed. "I don't even want him anymore… I only agreed to marry him because I thought he was Jason's father. I felt I owed Jason that much, at least." She smiled at the thought of the little boy. "I guess you could call him my kryptonite."

If I go crazy then will you still

Call me Superman?

If I'm alive and well, will you be

There holding my hand?

I'll keep you by my side with my

Superhuman might

Kryptonite

Yeah! "Is there anything I can do, Lois?"

"Not really."

"Let me know. Like I said, I'm always around."

He turned to go.

"Actually…there is one thing…"

"Yes, Lois?"

"Well, you see, Jason still needs a father figure… someone to look up to… become his role model… his… hero?"

He smiled.

If I go crazy then will you still

Call me Superman?

If I'm alive and well, will you be

There holding my hand?

I'll keep you by my side with my

Superhuman might

Kryptonite

FIN