Spoilers: Homecoming 10.04
A/N: This story takes place after the episode Homecoming. You should watch that episode to understand these scenes. You know, it's been over a year since I've written future SV Clois as a married couple. I like it and I hope you like this, because there may be more. Please read and review! Thanks.
The Real You
The evening of October 15, 2017, 7:15 pm:
"Sorry, I'm late Clark, it was just insane at work today, the Mayor wouldn't stop talking about the upcoming election, which I could care less about, but I tried to get him to open up about the allegations against his former staffer who was caught with those incriminating …" Lois rambled on hoping to get Clark to talk about how weird he was acting today, but Clark wasn't listening. "Earth to Clark."
After Clark had helped Lois to her seat, he sat down and pretended to read the menu, distracted by the events of the day.
"What happened at the explosion today?" Lois had seen the explosion from the rooftop before she had taken off, but then after nearly dying, Clark had rescued her, but then he had one of his weird moments.
"Nothing unusual happened, everything was contained," Clark replied distracted.
Lois sighed, then reached up and lowered the menu so she could look her husband in the eye. "Do you want to tell me what's on your mind?"
"I was just thinking about … the past."
"Why would you be thinking about the past?"
"You really have no idea, do you?"
"No idea about what?"
Before Clark could answer her, the waiter came over to take their orders, and after ordering, Lois asked him again. "I'm listening, what is going on with you today?"
"Now, Lois, stay calm," Clark took her hand and looked into her eyes. "Thinking about it now, I suppose I should have told you before it happened, but I thought this would be the best way to help … myself."
"Clark you're not making any sense, just start at the beginning."
"Lois, that wasn't … me today. It was my past self."
Lois's mouth dropped open. "You're joking right?"
"No, I'm not joking, that was me from 2010. I had time traveled from the past and that was me utterly confused and then … I saw you, I mean, he saw you and it all came together for him, I mean me," Clark was rambling trying to make sense of the day, but he sounded like a complete idiot.
"And why didn't you tell me about this before it happened? I thought we had this trust thing going Smallville? You know I don't like to be blindsided." Clark hesitated. "Well, I'm listening."
He took her hand again and stared into her eyes. "I wanted you to be you, so he could see the real you, what you're really like, what he was missing, what … I was missing."
"And did it work?" She smiled understanding.
"Oh yeah, it worked. Do you remember the barn, the disco light, and … other things?"
Lois smiled even wider. "Of course, I remember."
Just then the same song from that night started playing, Baby, I Need You!. "Dance with me."
"I don't know, Clark, I just bought these shoes."
"Now, Lois, I've gotten a lot better since that night."
She nodded in agreement. "Yeah, you have gotten a lot better at a lot of things," Lois said and smiled, but then she stood up and took his hand.
Clark took her into his arms as she snuggled under his chin, and they swayed to the music. Sighing, she told him what happened. "I kissed him," she whispered.
"You kissed me."
"You liked it."
Lois pulled back and stared at him. "Tell me."
Clark was confused. "Tell you what?"
"Why it took you so long to tell me how you felt about me."
Clark pulled her back into his arms and stroked her back. "Lois, does it really matter now? I mean, we're together, we're married and everything is wonderful between us."
"I know that, Clark, but …"
"Come on, our food is here. Let's eat, I'm starved."
Lois watched him as they went back to their table and started dinner. A few minutes passed as she waited for him to explain, but she couldn't hold it in any longer. "Clark, don't you find it curious why I didn't believe your younger self? He told me he had to go back and he wanted the Legion Ring, but I brushed it off as an endearing quirk. At first, I thought he was zoning out on some form of kryptonite. I never for a minute believed he wasn't you. Don't you find that odd?"
Clark thought about it and yeah, it was odd Lois hadn't believed his younger self, but he didn't hold it against her, not at all. "No, Lois, it wasn't odd under the circumstances."
"What circumstances? Nothing out of the ordinary happened today, I mean, besides you saving the day again, me in a hurry, you saving my life, but wait, that wasn't you, it was him," Lois shook her head still not quite believing she hadn't figured it out.
"Lois, there's no need to get worked up about this."
She was still shaking her head. "It's true, you know, I am blind."
"What? What are you talking about?"
"Clark, we worked together for years before you told me the truth, we lived together too, we dated, well, we went out, but I mean I was blinded for years, and if you hadn't kissed me that night, I'd still be in the dark about your secret."
"That's ridiculous; you would have figured it out … eventually."
"Don't try and make me feel better." Lois stared at her food and suddenly lost her appetite. "Can we get this to go? I'm not hungry anymore."
Now Clark felt terrible; he never should have brought it up. "Lois, please, let's talk some more about this."
Lois ignored him and hailed the waiter. "Can we get some doggie bags please?"
The waiter noticed they had barely touched their food. "Is everything alright? Is the steak not cooked the way you wanted it?"
"Everything was fine; just bring us the doggie bags please?" Clark answered the waiter. After paying for their dinner and getting doggie bags, they left the restaurant. A few minutes later, they landed on their balcony. Clark put the food down, but wouldn't let Lois go inside. "Lois, wait, we should talk."
Lois sighed and sat down in the lounge chair, not in the mood to talk about anything.
Clark twirled back into his work clothes, pulled up the other chair, sat down in front of her and took her hands in his, but she wouldn't look at him. "Lois, look at me please." He waited until she would look at him. "Tell me what you see."
Lois decided to play along. "I see you, Clark."
"What are you getting at?"
"Lois, when you look at me and when I look at you … we see the people we love and there's nothing wrong with that. What happened today, it was just you being yourself, looking at me, looking out for me … the person you love." He touched her cheek. "Do you see what I mean?"
"Blinded by love? Clark, that's such a crock."
"It's true, Lois, crock or not, it's true. Think about this. What if your younger self had come to Metropolis? Do you think I would have treated her any differently?"
Lois thought about it and he had a point. "I guess not."
"You know I wouldn't have. Now, come here." Clark pulled her out of the chair and kissed her like he'd wanted to do since before this crazy day had started.
"Humm, you know, Clark, my younger self would have fallen all over you, no doubt in my mind about that."
"Much like the way you 'fell' over my younger self?"
"Aha, I knew you were jealous. Did you see us kissing?"
"I'm not saying," he replied and tried to change the subject by kissing her throat.
Lois knew how to make him talk … she tickled him. "Admit it, you saw us and you were jealous; just admit it."
"Lois, I'm not ticklish," Clark tried to hold it in, but he couldn't. "Stop it, Lois." He gritted his teeth.
"Admit it, NOW!"
"Alright, alright, I saw you two and I felt a little twinge I admit it, are you happy?
A/N: I couldn't seem to let go of the fact that Lois didn't believe Clark's younger self, that he was just 'being Clark'. Tell me your thoughts, and thanks for reading. Reviews are love!