Obsessed Chapter 4

Title:    Obsessed
Rating:    PG
Author:    SilverSnikle
Pairing:    Clois - Clark & Lois
Timeline:   Season 9
Warnings:   Season 9 spoilers
Disclaimer:   Borrowed characters and some dialogue... No affiliation to CW/WB, DC
Summary:   Lois never went to the future. Since The Blur cut off communication, she's has a new obsession.
Feedback:   Oh, yes please!
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~  Chapter 4  ~




Clark had wanted to fix Lois. He had wanted the old Lois back. It had been all he had wanted for weeks. He had spent the last few weeks trying to pull her out of the digital world she'd been living in. He had succeeded. And then she had jumped on the first plane out of the city.


Clark came to a stop inside the doors of Watchtower.


“Hey. If you raced here to see me, it must mean the 'I love Lois’ show was preempted this week.” Chloe glanced up at him over the top of her monitor, a smile evident in her eyes.


“Come on, you know I always speed over when you call. Although, I may be responsible for your cousin vanishing from prime time.” He watched as Chloe stood and moved to one of the other monitors in the room, tapping away at the keys.


“I was wondering why she skipped town without saying goodbye. What's up?” She turned her back to the monitor, arms crossed, and raised an eyebrow. Clark knew that look all too well. Chloe may have left a career in journalism, but journalism had never left her heart.


He thought about the best way to approach the subject, and then remembered, this was Chloe. It was always best to just say it right out with her. She'd get it out of him anyhow. “I uh... I kissed her.”


He knew he had the face of a child waiting to be reprimanded. Not that he thought Chloe would be mad. It was more of a reaction to his own thoughts.


“Oh yeah! That would definitely send her packing.” Clark's look of sorrow morphed into one of defense. “I mean, no offense to you, Clark. It's just, Lois's typical response to intimacy is to blow out of town.”


“I just don't know what happened. I went over there to talk to her. The next thing I know, I couldn't stop myself.” He couldn't stop himself now from envisioning it. The feel of her lips against his. The way her fingers had slid into the hair at the nape of his neck. He shook his head as if to fling the thoughts across the room.


Chloe was laughing at him. “Yeah, I'm not surprised Clark. You've had feelings for Lois since like, the 1930's. I was wondering when you were gonna make your move.” She adopted a more serious tone, obviously forcing the laughter out of her voice, “Look, just take my word for it. Give her a little bit of space, and in the meantime... My LuthorCorp mole dug up some more information on RAO.”


Clark knew this information had to be worth more than a front page byline, simply by the way Chloe said it. “How bad is it?”


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Lois was shaking her head back and forth. What was wrong with her? Hadn't she been letting her gazes linger just a little longer than necessary? Hadn't her heart fluttered softly at every 'hello'? Had she not been purposefully tempting him? Of course she had. Had she out right admitted her own feelings to herself? Nope.


And now what? She had jumped on the first flight, literally, out of Metropolis. She hadn't ever really thought about visiting Louisville, Kentucky. Though, she had a feeling she wouldn't have any difficulty finding a Monster Truck Rally in this town. And that excited her.


After getting a room and settling in, Lois was relaxing on her bed, her phone in her hand. They had made her turn it off on the plane, resulting in many updates once she had landed. Her Tumblr dashboard was full of new information, her favorite of which was a collage of different celebrity males photo-shopped into The Blur's ensemble. She smiled, recognizing one of the stars in particular. He was on a new cable show, in which he portrayed an art thief turned FBI consultant.


Her phone buzzed and a new text alert popped up in the middle of her phone's screen. Chloe. That's what Lois gets for skipping town without saying bye. Chloe's message said she was just checking up on her. Lois knew what that meant. Clark had obviously talked to her cousin. Those two were like high school cheerleaders in regards to drama. They told each other all the breaking news. Though, Lois had noticed their relationship had seemed a bit strained since Jimmy's death, which could have something to do with the fact that Clark had pulled a disappearing act of his own. She shrugged it off; Clark and Chloe's relationship could work through anything.


Relationship. The word made her shudder. She wondered momentarily why it made her shiver. She knew she didn't have a great track record with that word. But was the idea of one, a relationship, with Clark really so scary? The more she pondered on it, the more obvious the answer became. Nope.


Over the past year they had actually become the best of friends. They worked together, ate together; they even spent most of their free time together. If you really wanted to, you could label them as in a relationship already. She smiled at the thought. Clark and Lois. Well, Lois and Clark. She giggled despite herself, and tossed her phone into her purse.


She was heading home tomorrow, but tonight she was going to find that Monster Truck Rally.


/


“So, remember that 'Night of the Living Dead' virus? After we realized it was some sort of Kryptonian virus I started running searches for anything Kryptonian with the satellites. Seems we may have a bigger problem than the RAO tower.” Chloe chewed her lip (not a good sign) between sentences.


“What did you find?” Clark clenched his fists at his sides.


“It seems there are some Kryptonian markings that have shown up around the globe. Clark,” she paused and he had a feeling he already knew what she was thinking. “I think there are Kryptonians here on Earth.”


Chloe knew as well as he did that his entire birth planet had been blown to pieces, thus all the “meteorites” that had landed with his ship in Smallville. If she was making this statement, she had good reason to do so.


“What else have you found?” He didn't even attempt to hide his emotions from her in that question.


“Considering all that Lex knew and Lionel possessed in connection to your origins, I decided to check on Tess's movements for the past few weeks. Thought she might have some insight into our markings. Turns out there were three weeks of security footage at the mansion wiped clean. I'm not so sure it was Tess who erased it.” Chloe turned back to the monitor behind her and typed something in. “And then I found this.” She stepped away from the screen and faced Clark.


He took a step forward and stared at the screen. Chloe had brought up a satellite image of a desert landscape. There in the center of the screen was the House of El's symbol. The symbol of hope. He turned his head toward Chloe and didn't need to say anything. He knew she could read his face.


“Tess Mercer has teams around the globe trying to bring the ET's home. Her operatives have had their noses deep in the Turkish desert, sniffing around for weeks. Now, I think that you should wing out there and take a peek yourself.” She moved back between him and the monitor, typing something and making the image disappear.


“Unfortunately, my wings are still clipped. I'll fly coach.” He meant it as a joke, but hearing it out loud made his heart hurt. He couldn't understand what was holding him back. Now, however was not the time to dwell on it. He moved toward the doors.


“Uh, no, you won't. Oliver can get you there first class.” When Clark turned back to look at her, Chloe's expression was... sheepish. He almost smiled at the face before remembering her words. Oliver hadn't exactly been Mr. Dependable recently.


“I'll do this by myself.” And let's not deny the real reason Clark wanted to go alone. What if my father really is out there?


“Why Clark?” Chloe took a step toward him, her hands outstretched. He titled his head and studied her momentarily.


“Come on Chloe.” Clark heard the door behind him open.


“Hear you need a lift.” Clark didn't turn to see Oliver standing there. He simply let a corner of his mouth curve, keeping his eyes serious. He knew Chloe didn't need ESP to read his mind. Well played.


/


Clark and Oliver had been hiking through the desert for more than just a few hours. Clark was lost in his own thoughts, which were torn between his father and Lois. He knew he needed to stay focused on the task at hand, but that didn't stop him from wondering where exactly she had gotten off to. Or from wondering when she might show her face again. She had seemed so happy on the roof of the Planet after the kiss. They had agreed not to jump to any conclusions about what it meant, but neither of them had said anything about regretting it had happened. He certainly hadn't expected her to run.


“You know, Clark, if you wanted to bury me in the desert for going on that date with Lois, you could've at least taken me to Nevada.” Oliver's voice pulled Clark out of his thoughts.


“Oliver, let's not -” He really wasn't in the mood to talk about his feelings with Lois's most recent ex.


“I mean, don't get me wrong,” Oliver cut him off. “I'm still gonna put up a fight, but... we could've hit the strip before the main event, you know what I mean? Maybe a little Blue Man Group. Maybe a little Carrot Top. You know, what I'm getting you next year for Christmas is a sense of humor.” He laughed a small chuckle. Then he must have realized Clark wasn't exactly in the mood. “All right, look, we're at the exact coordinates Chloe gave us. I don't see anything for miles but sand. Maybe we need to look deeper.”


Clark thought about that. Deeper, in sand. “The Kryptonian symbols that we saw at watchtower- they're like high-temperature brands left when a Kandorian first arrives on earth. Out here, the temperature would melt the sand into glass.” Clark took a deep breath before letting it out at full force. The sand in front of them was blown away revealing a perfect glass version of his family's symbol.


“Who put your shield out in the middle of nowhere? Jor-El?” Clark turned to look at Oliver. So, Chloe invited him to play carrier pigeon, but didn't fill him in on all the details. Interesting. Part of Clark was relieved to know there were some things still kept private between him and Chloe. He had to consciously keep the smile from forming on his lips.


“My father. He's here on earth.” 
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