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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Lois clicked the send button and pulled
the zip drive free of her laptop. The story was complete and on it's
way to final editing. She put the zip drive in her purse and grabbed
her car keys. Time to make an appearance at work. If she were honest
with herself, she just wanted to see Clark's smile. But when was Lois
ever truly honest with herself? Never.
On the drive to Metropolis she had time
to think. It seemed every song on the radio made her think about
another aspect of her and Clark's developing relationship. She had
been adamant about taking things slow, and she truly meant it. That
didn't mean, however, that she wasn't wishing for time to speed up.
She couldn't wait until enough time had passed that they were in that
comfortable place. Although, the beginning was usually the most
exciting part of a relationship. She frowned.
What if, as time went on, Clark became
less interesting. Well, that would never happen. But what if
Lois became less interested in Clark. That was completely possible.
Look at her and Oliver. The guy runs around the city in costume,
saving people, and she
walked away from him. Then again, maybe simple, normal Clark was
exactly what she needed.
She parked her car and walked out onto
the street. The sun was shining and she couldn't help but just
breathe in the smells of the city. She immediately regretted it.
Cities don't typically smell the best, and Metropolis was no
exception. She held her purse tight against her as she walked to the
front doors of the planet. She wanted to be there before Tess
finished reading the article.
/
“When I asked you to help me
back-track my father's steps, I didn't realize you'd be able to just
pull up video because you wired
my house!” Clark
was stunned to be looking at his own home on the monitor, and it was
evident in the frustration in his voice. How
could she do something like this?
If anyone understood his issues with privacy, it would be her.
“Clark, before
you burst a blood vessel, let me explain-”
Clark wasn't in
the mood to listen to an explanation.
“Seriously,
Chloe! How could you? Why didn't you tell me about them?” It wasn't
just the fact that she had him on tape, it was mostly that she hadn't
let him in on it. He felt extremely exposed. With
good reason.
“Look - Clark,
I'm sorry, okay? But I think the cameras may have actually recorded
something that might lead us to the book of Rao.” She was chewing
her lip, and he knew she was truly sorry, but he wasn't ready to
forgive this intrusion. Not yet.
“Look, here. He put something there.” She was pointing at the
wall on screen.
Clark saw the
video, and then he was gone, heading to his home. Still angry about
the lack of personal, well anything these days, he punched the wall.
He frowned immediately; he should have x-rayed it first. He pulled
out his phone and dialed the number, still angry.
“Chloe, the
Book of Rao isn't here. I know you just came across that footage, but
there's got to be something more on it.”
“I'm looking at
it now, Clark. Jor-El put it in the north wall. I wish I could give
you more.” He could still hear the apology in her voice.
“Chloe, if that
book really holds unlimited power, then we need to find it.” He
wanted to focus on this;
it was the most important thing now. What difference did it make if
Chloe was spying on him if the Earth was destroyed? “I got to go.”
/
Lois sat across
from Tess in the boss's office, waiting. Tess looked up at her and
Lois was frustrated by her own inability to read the redhead's
expression.
“Very well
done, Lois.” She closed her laptop. “I noticed you didn't name
any sources.”
“That's hard to
do when all your information is provided anonymously over encrypted
emails.” She shifted in her seat.
“Well, I'm just
glad you took the time to verify the information, and didn't waste
any time trying to uncover your source's identity.” Tess smiled and
Lois thought it looked
like an 'I know something you
don't want me to' kind of smile.
“Well, I'm
nothing if not professional. So, I take it my article will replace
that garbage about the DA's release on the front page?”
She raised an eyebrow.
“I'll see what
I can do. You sure waited until the last moment to get this in.”
“I knew it had
to be perfect.” Lois stood and walked toward the office door.
Before
reaching it she turned back
toward Tess. “Sorry to ruin your big break.”
Lois didn't see
Tess smiling as she closed the door behind her. She didn't see Tess
pulling up an email account and deleting it from existence. She
certainly didn't see Tess sigh in relief.
/
Clark was
standing on a roof, listening from a distance as Faora informed her
fellow Kandorians of the truth about Zod. She would be a great
leader;
he was proud of her and of her
strength. She finished her speech and left them all to think over her
words. She stepped out onto the street below and Clark watched as Zod
rounded the corner. He frowned. Faora put on a mask of emotions, and
walked away with him.
Clark knew he had
other things to deal with. He hated to leave her with that man, but
right now, he had no choice. The evening papers would already be
printing. Zod would find out that his secrets had been exposed, and
Clark fully expected him to become even more determined to complete
the towers. Faora told him Zod had not yet uncovered the book of Rao,
but the tower's unveiling was set for the morning. He thought maybe
Faora didn't have all the answers.
Chloe had been
texting him different locations to search. The newest one was the
mansion. Evidently, she'd found something in her surveillance videos
that had her convinced that Tess was the one who had taken Jor-El
away from the Kent farm. Of course Tess would be wrapped up in this.
He should have known she knew more than Chloe could prove she did.
He was thankful
she was at the Planet. He searched the Mansion room by room, but
didn't find the book. In the basement, he stopped to think. Anger and
frustration swelled inside him and smashed a fist through the shelf
next to him.
His phone rang
and he pulled it out. The number was blocked.
“Clark? It's
Vala. I can't find Faora.” Clark closes his eyes, remembering that
last time he'd seen her, only an hour or so ago, walking away with
Zod.
“I'll be right
there.” He closed the phone and headed back to the city.
/
“No luck at the
Mansion, Chloe. But I need a favor. Can you use Watchtower to track
down where Zod and Faora went?
I saw them walking down Clay toward Market a little over an hour
ago.” Clark was currently standing on the same spot he'd been at
then.
“Sure, Clark, is everything okay?”
He wanted to tell her - to confide in her what he was feeling, but he
couldn't bring himself to do it.
“I'll let you know as soon as you get
me a location.”
“Okay, I found them, I'm sending you
the coordinates.” Clark heard the beep and looked down at his
phone; it was only a few
blocks away.
He sped over to the roof of the
building Chloe had sent him to. Standing still he listened closely
for their voices.
“I found a
young and beautiful cadet who would become my trusted right hand. Oh,
you were so brave in the face of death. I knew then that you would be
a true partner. I've trusted you, for so very long - depended on you,
across time and space. But in your eyes, I just see contempt. I see
betrayal. Now, why would you turn your back on me? I shared my bed
with you.” Clark didn't like the tone of Zod's voice.
“I didn't turn
my back on you. You turned your back on us when our only crime was
trying to forge a life for ourselves on this planet.” Clark
couldn't stop the smile from spreading across his lips. He'd finally
convinced them that adapting was the right thing to do.
“If I ever
learned that insurrection had spread across my ranks, if I ever
discovered that my men had aligned themselves against me, I would
raze this planet. I would burn it to the ground till the last ember
went cold beneath my boot.” Clark swallowed. He didn't want to
admit it, but from those words, it didn't sound like he would be able
to fulfill his father's dying wish. Saving Zod might not be something
he was capable of. “Now, only I will lead us to the next age. All
will follow Zod.”
“You already
sacrificed one world for your ego.” Score
one for Faora. Clark worried what
could result from her reminding him of his previous failings.
“You know
nothing of sacrifice.” Even from the roof, Clark could hear that
those words were spat.
“I know more
than you ever will.”
“Kneel.”
“Never.”
Clark swelled with pride as the person who had believed in Zod the
most finally made the right
decision and stood up to him.
And then he fell
to his knees. The sound of her soft grunt froze him in place, his
hands on the ground, his eyes shut tight. It took him a few seconds
to regain his strength. He sped down to the lower level where they
were. From the shadows he could see that there was no saving her. All
the powers he possessed, and there was nothing he could do for her
now. He watched as Zod fell to her side, his head on her stomach. If
he didn't hate the man so much, he might actually feel for him.
Clark stepped
forward. “She was carrying your child.” He said it softly, but
the words still echoed in the open space. Zod didn't move. Clark
moved further into the open.
“I heard the
heartbeat myself. She was carrying a strong child.” He watched as
Zod reached for her hand, uncurling her fingers.
From them he took
the flower she had been carrying, the flower from the pregnancy
ceremony she had told Clark about. Zod's eyes flooded with tears. He
was a broken man, and still Clark could not empathize with him.
“I will not let
you ruin this planet as you did Krypton.” And with that, he left
Zod alone to mourn.
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