A/N: Another short chapter. But it's better than nothing, right? Which is what I've been doing typically...
Disclaimer:I hate having to repeat myself. But it would seem that for some people out there that it bears repeating... I do not own Superman!
"You ready to do this?" her husband asked her one last time.
Lucy bit her lip and nodded. Chris rapped his knuckles on the door three times. It swung open almost immediately.
"There you guys are! We were wondering when you were going to show up. Come on, dinner's almost ready." Jason's wife, Maisie, ushered them inside quickly, all smiles.
Hugs were exchanged, and their three children came rushing up to say hello to their aunt and uncle. Lucy was all smiles. "Hey, are my parents here yet?"
"In here, sweetheart!" She heard her mother call. Chris took her jacket for her and exchanged a quick glance with her, giving her shoulder a squeeze before walking past and putting her stuff down. Lucy strode into her brother's living room nervously, but trying not to let it show. She waved to Jason in the kitchen, who gave her a curious look but waved back. Lois stood up and gave her daughter a hug.
Clark's eyes were wide as she turned to face him, and his face pale. He steadily turned and set his beer down on the coffee table before turning back to face his daughter with a look of awe and surprise undisguised on his features.
"You're pregnant," he spoke surely.
Suddenly the room went silent. Lucy's mouth hung open in the slightest, staring at her father in shock. As everyone else stared at her in shock. Chris was standing behind her father, having just walked into the room, staring at her with his eyes wide.
Lucy squared her jaw suddenly and leveled an icy glare onto her father. "What makes you think that, Dad?"
"Well, aren't you?" He looked at her expectantly, glancing down at her stomach with a pointed look.
She flushed as she glanced at the floor. "As a matter of fact, yes. I am. Thank you, Clark, for saying so." She turned on her heel and walked back towards the entryway in a huff. "Chris, where'd you put my coat? Ah, nevermind," she called back to her husband.
Clark was completely taken aback by his daughter's reaction. He looked to his wife, bewildered, noting her disapproving glare. He shrugged. "What did I do?"
Lois rolled her eyes and stood up from her place on the couch once again and went after her daughter. "Lucy..."
Clark stood stationary, wondering what had set her off. He turned and faced Chris, who inexplicably also was looking at him with disapproval. Clark heard his wife and daughter arguing in the other room, barely even needing to use his special hearing to make out what they were saying.
"Lucy, just wait a minute-"
"No! I don't want to spend another second looking at that man!"
"Come on, Lucy. You know he didn't mean it. He's just stupid sometimes."
"Sometimes? Ha! No. I'm done here."
Clark knew he had to do something. Picking up his beer bottle once again, he made his way over towards them.
"Can you at least talk with me? Come on. Don't punish yourself or the rest of us just because of some stupid comment your father made."
"Stupid comment? Is that all you think it was? Just a stupid comment? Mom, do you realize how long I've been waiting to make that kind of announcement to everyone? And he just went and blew it all for me!"
Clark felt his heart plummet, suddenly realizing exactly what he had done. His shoulders sagged and he swallowed. "Sweetheart-"
She whirled on him, fury in her eyes. "No, Dad. Don't you 'sweetheart' me."
"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to say anything."
"Then why did you?!"
"I just... I was so surprised and overjoyed. I mean, when I heard that other heartbeat, I couldn't just let it go. I'll admit, I didn't think it through, but I couldn't wait to find out if what I heard was real. I'm sorry I ruined it for you."
Lucy ran her tongue over her front teeth, but Clark saw the tears in her eyes that indicated how hurt she was still. She was holding onto her anger to keep herself from breaking down. She looked at her feet before continuing. "Do you realize, Dad, that this might be the only time I can ever say that? I might not ever get another chance at this again." She met his gaze, firmly, but shaking ever so slightly.
Clark felt his heart constrict with pain. He hadn't thought about that. "No. I didn't realize that. I didn't think about anything."
"I mean, it was a luck of the draw as it was. The odds of it ever happening again are slim to none."
He closed his eyes briefly before meeting his daughter's gaze once again. "I know. I'm so sorry, Lucy." He took a step towards her and placed a hand gently on her shoulder. "I truly am. But I'm so happy for you. And I love you so much... I just want you to know that. I don't want to fight with you. This is a happy occasion. Please forgive me."
Lucy looked into her father's eyes searchingly. He was genuinely concerned... and deep down, Lucy knew he hadn't meant it. Still, it had hurt her that he had gone ahead and done that, but... "I forgive you."
Suddenly his arms were enveloping her, and she buried her face against his chest, letting some of her tears dissipate. Clark planted a soft kiss on his daughter's hair, and rubbed her back. "I'm so happy for you two."
She smiled up at her father and wiped her tears. "Thanks." Together, they walked back into the other room to enjoy their family dinner.