SUMMARY: Twenty-four hours in the lives of Clark Kent and Lois Lane-Kent.

SPOILERS: None as far as I know. This is a future AU story - although moments from prior episodes may be mentioned. There is no Tess Mercer or Lex Luthor in this story – at least that's the plan right now.

DISCLAIMER: The only thing I'm taking from the television program 24 is that each chapter covers one hour. Some hours will be shorter and some will be longer. It's not quite as exciting as 24, but I still hope you enjoy it.


Clark Joseph Kent...Superman, reporter, husband of Lois Lane-Kent

Lois Joanne Lane-Kent...Reporter, wife of Clark Kent

Martha Clark Kent...U.S. State Senator of Kansas, mother of Clark Kent

James Henry Olsen...Photographer, husband of Chloe Sullivan-Olsen

Chloe Anne Sullivan-Olsen...Watchtower, wife of James Olsen

Perry White...Editor-in-Chief of the Daily Planet


You'll find out as you read the story - and to answer your unspoken question: Yes, I am a tease – and proud of it. :D



Clark wakes up and rubs the sleep out of his eyes, then turns on his side to gaze at the sleeping form of his wife. He leans over and softly kisses her cheek, then carefully slips out of bed and makes his way over to the closet. He pulls out a pair of jeans and one of his flannel shirts and quickly puts them on. He sits down on the bench located in front of the bed and begins to lace up his boots.


He turns around at the sound and gazes once again at his wife as she turns on her side. Her hair is spread out around her head on the pillow; the most peaceful of expressions on her face. He would love to slip back into bed and be there when she wakes up, but he has chores to do before they have to leave for work.

He finishes lacing up his boots, then tiptoes out of the bedroom and walks down the stairs to the kitchen - but not before he writes out a note and lays it on the pillow next to her.

He walks over to one of the kitchen cabinets and pulls out a bag of coffee, then sets it down on the counter. He also pulls out some coffee filters and a couple mugs. He places a filter in the coffee machine and is about to scoop out some coffee when he feels something tugging on his leg. He lays the scoop down on the counter and looks down at his leg; smiling when he sees Krypto there.

"Hey, boy," he says as he stoops down to pay him some attention while rubbing his ears with affection. "Hungry, huh?" he remarks as he continues to pet him. Krypto barks his response and licks Clark's face. "Okay, okay," standing up and looking down at him.

He walks to another cabinet and pulls out a can of dog food and a can opener. He opens the can and scoops out the dog food into Krypto's food dish, then places it on the floor next to the water dish. He immediately runs over and begins to lap it up.

Clark can't help but smile as he returns to his task of making the coffee. He sets the timer on the machine before walking over to the kitchen door and stepping outside; making his way over to the barn. He slides open the doors and walks inside; closing them behind him.

A few minutes later, Lois slowly wakes up; her hand reaching out for her husband. Her eyes open all the way when her hand hits his empty pillow. She frowns as she props herself up and looks down at the empty space. She notices a note lying on the pillow. She reaches out for the note; a smile on her face as she begins to read...

My dear Lanie,

I wish I could have been there to gaze into your beautiful eyes as you woke up, but we have yet another busy day ahead of us. I already set the timer for the coffee machine; de-caf of course.

Her face scrunches up at the word de-caf. She hates de-caf and would love to have an espresso, but he wouldn't hear the end of it. She could hear him scolding her if he caught her drinking one. She continues reading...

I know you hate de-caf, but the doctor said you shouldn't be drinking anything with caffeine right now. I'm sure you have a frown on your face as you're reading this, but it can't be helped.

She smiles in spite of herself. She wonders yet again how lucky she was to have such a sweet and caring husband as she finishes reading the note...

Call me when you wake up and I'll come right back in to make you a nice big breakfast. How does scrambled eggs and blueberry pancakes sound to you?


Your Smallville

PS: I love you

She reaches over to open the nightstand drawer and pulls out a fabric-covered box. She opens the lid and lays the note on top of the other ones, then returns the box to the drawer. She lays there for a few more minutes before sitting up. She swings her legs over the side and slips her feet into her well-worn but beloved bunny slippers. She slowly gets up and stretches her back as she paddles her way over to the closet.

She's looking for her robe when she spots a dress she has yet to wear. She pulls it out and gazes at it. She couldn't resist buying it - even though she knew she wouldn't be able to wear it for a few more months. She has a wistful look on her face as she places it back on the rack and pulls out her bathrobe.

She exits the bedroom and takes her time walking down the stairs. Once she's in the kitchen, she immediately makes her way over to the coffee machine and picks up one of the mugs that Clark left next to it. She pours some coffee into the mug and sets it down, then walks over to the refrigerator for some low-fat milk. She frowns again because Clark won't let her have the thick cream she usually loves in her coffee. She decides she'll definitely make up for that soon; smiling to herself.

She pours some of the milk into the mug and adds a little sugar, then walks over to the desk and sits down in front of the computer. She takes a sip as she logs into her Facebook account; continuing to sip as she chats for a few minutes with Chloe, then Oliver. After a while, she glances at the clock and decides it's time for breakfast. She pulls out her cell phone and calls her husband.

"I'm up and ready for breakfast - so chop, chop," hanging up before he could get a word in edgewise. She smiles to herself because she knows he'll be there in a second. Sure enough, her hair blows around her head as he makes his appearance.

"Good morning, sweetheart," walking over to her and giving her a sweet yet gentle kiss. "Ready for that breakfast?" he asks her with a smile on his face.

"Need you ask?" returning his smile with one of her own...

Coming up next: Hour 2 - Breakfast


What a difference a day made, twenty four little hours
Brought the sun and the flowers where there use to be rain
My yesterday was blue dear
Today I'm a part of you dear
My lonely nights are through dear
Since you said you were mine
Oh, what a difference a day made
There's a rainbow before me
Skies above can't be stormy since that moment of bliss
That thrilling kiss
It's heaven when you find romance on your menu
What a difference a day made
And the difference is you, is you

My yesterday was blue dear
Still I'm a part of you dear
My lonely nights are through dear
Since you said you were mine
Oh, what a difference a day made
There's a rainbow before me
Skies above can't be stormy since that moment of bliss
That thrilling kiss
It's heaven when you find romance on your menu
What a difference a day made
And the difference is you, is you, is you