Title: One and Only
Author: Jasmine Shigeru
Summary: Set after Crimson. Lois and Clark find themselves in couples' therapy.
Spoilers: Season 6 mostly, parts of Season 7
Disclaimer: I do not own the Smallville nor do I wish I do. This is just for my entertainment and whoever wishes to read it. I am not making any profit from this and do not care to for that matter.
Rating: T (for now)
AN: I am unsure how high I want the rating to be, so it's gonna stay low for a while.
AN2: This story will go up to Season 6. It's gonna to be a major AU. Kara will appear and there will be at least 2 love triangles. Lana will return.
Category: Drama/Romance/Angst, hopefully some comedy.
One and Only
By: Jasmine Shigeru
Prologue: Therapy Session One
Dr. Margaret O'Neil was a beautiful middle aged woman with graying blonde hair and deep brown eyes. She was a distinguished woman and a very successful marital therapist. Who knew a small town like Smallville, Kansas would even need a marriage counselor? But here she was. She had dealt with many couples over the years. Most of the couples who came to see her were still married. Some of the couples either wanted help with their marriage, some couples wanted counseling before they married, and some couples wanted a certificate that read that the couple could not resolve their differences and was free to divorce.
One of the latter couples was in front of her now and was the reason for the migraine pounding in her head. The couple on the sofa were bickering and they had been bickering since they stepped foot in her office, maybe even longer. They were both on opposite ends of the seat and blaming the other for why they were there. They barely stared at one another and when they did it was to glare. It made the doctor wonder why they had bothered to get married. According to the papers, they filled out they had only been married for a few days. They should have been in marital bliss.
The only solution the therapist could think of was alcohol. It was the only way the husband and wife in front of her could possibly think of marriage.
Tired of the constant bickering, Dr. O'Neil cleared her throat, trying to gain the couples attention. When that didn't work, she switched to something more audible.
"Mr. and Mrs. Kent, please," she pleaded in a calm yet clear voice. "You're wasting time."
The couple paused in their arguing and stared at her. The husband looked apologetic, but the wife looked like she was out for blood.
"Do NOT call me that," the young wife said between clenched teeth.
Dr. O'Neil sighed. She could already tell this was going to be a difficult journey and she was betting it had more to do with the wife than the husband.
"For once, we agree on something," the young husband said forgetting his earlier embarrassment.
He crossed his arms over his chest just as his wife was doing the same, proving to the doctor that they had more in common that their agreement of the wife's surname.
"Well, we do have a lot to discuss," Dr. O'Neil said. "And we only have a few sessions to get all of your issues in."
"Let's get this over with," the young woman pressed. "Lord knows I don't want to be here."
"Neither do I," the young husband said.
"It's your fault that we're here," his wife accused.
"You came onto me," he argued back.
"I did not," the wife argued.
"Yes, you did," the husband said back.
"If you both do not want to be here," Dr. O'Neil interrupted. "Why are you two here?"
The last thing she wanted was another 10 minutes of bickering.
"It's his/her fault," the couple said at once. "No, it's not, it's your fault."
And, to Dr. O'Neil's dismay, the bickering began again as the couple turned to one another and glared. The migraine began to get worse as the husband and wife went on and on about whose fault of them being there truly was.
"Whose idea was it for you two to come here," Dr. O'Neil asked as she brought up a hand to rub her temple.
"It was my cousin's," the wife answered. "She said that we cannot get a divorce until we went to a marriage counselor."
"I was the one who told you first," the husband said.
"See, that's her problem she never listens," he said to the doctor.
"Never listens," the wife said with a hiss. "I'll show you never listen."
The young woman was ready to lung at her husband.
"All right," the therapist said ready to kick them from her office.
The only thing stalling her was the fact that she was the only marriage counselor in town and she knew they would be back.
She crossed her legs to calm herself and relaxed back into her chair.
"How did you become husband and wife," she asked and waited for either one to reply.
END OF PROLOGUE