I Now Pronounce You Husband and Wife

By Ketsia J. Lerebours (JLerebours@aol.com)

Summary: It's Lois and Clark's wedding day, and there's nary a villain in sight.

"Characters in this story are based on the television series "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman. It is copyrighted by December 3rd Production, Warner Brothers, and ABC. No infringement is intended in any part by the author, however, the ideas expressed within this story are copyrighted to the author." The song "Because You Loved Me" by Celine Dion is from the album 'Falling Into You'. It is Copyrighted by Sony Music Entertainment and Celine Dion.

Author's note: This is my second fan fiction story. This was written after I Now Pronounce You (Clark married to a clone, Lois kidnapped by Lex Luther Ahhhhhhh!). I decided if the PTB wouldn't give me the wedding and honeymoon that I and many other fans have been asking for, I'll just write my own. Hope you enjoy the story! By the way, any feedback would be greatly appreciated!

* denotes emphasis of a word.

The story takes place on the wedding day of Lois and Clark. We see the couple preparing for the wedding and the honeymoon night. There is no villain to disturb the happy couple. I just wanted Lois and Clark to be in love and happy on their wedding day and night. <wink>


Saturday morning dawned glorious with the promise of a warm spring day. Lois Lane stretched and yawned as she lay in bed listening to the soft music coming from her clock/radio. 'Today is my wedding day', she thought to herself as she listened to the words of the song. She couldn't help but think of how her life had been before Clark Kent. Before she had met him she had been jaded and cynical, she had been hurt by love, and had built a wall around her heart to protect herself. She had made her career her sole priority, and had thought that that was enough to keep her happy. Oh, how wrong she had been. It was because of Clark's love that she was what she was today. A woman who was not only fulfilled professionally, but a woman also fulfilled emotionally. Clark was her other half, her life, he kept her centered and gave her infinite joy.

"Lois, are you up yet?" asked Lucy Lane as she walked into Lois' bedroom balancing a mug of coffee and a blue berry muffin in one hand and a tremendous basket of long- stemmed red roses in the other.

"I've brought you breakfast and some flowers from your fiance." Lucy walked to her sister's bed and placed the coffee and muffin on the night stand table before handing Lois the basket of roses. Lucy then got on the bed, crossing her feet as she leaned against the headboard. "So, what does the card say?" She asked as she made herself more comfortable on the bed.

Lois took the basket of flowers and put it in her lap as she read the card to herself, the note said:

["To my beautiful bride, counting the minutes until I can hold you in my arms. I love you. Clark."]

Lois smiled as she brought the roses to her face.

"So, what does lover boy have to say?" Lucy persisted. Lois smiled and handed the card to her. "Oh, how sweet," Lucy exclaimed as she read the note. Lois placed the roses on her night stand table and picked up the mug of coffee and the muffin. "Thanks for breakfast, Lucy," she said as she ate.

"*So*, today is the day you take the plunge," Lucy grinned. "I never thought that I would live to see the day my big sister finally ties the knot." She shook her head as if she still couldn't believe it.

"Me, neither. I didn't think that I would ever meet someone like Clark." She placed the coffee mug on the night stand table and reached for Lucy's hand. "I'm so happy that you were able to be here to share my special day with me."

"Are you kidding?!" Lucy gave Lois' hand a squeeze. "Nothing could make me miss seeing you marry your superguy, even if I had to hijack a flight to Metropolis…" Her voice broke for a moment as her eyes began to tear. "I'm *so* happy for you." She dropped Lois' hand and reached over to give her a huge hug. She held Lois for a moment as she thanked heaven for her sister's happiness and said a silent thank you to Clark Kent. It had torn her apart to watch her big sister suppressing her loving nature because of her fear of being hurt.

"Lois, you should have been up half an hour ago!" Ellen Lane walked rapidly into the bedroom, her robes flapping wildly around her as she walked. "We have a million and one things to do before the wedding, what are you still doing in bed?" asked Ellen. She didn't wait for a response but started talking again. "I cannot believe that you are still in bed." She looked at the girls with disgust. "I've been up for hours." She shook her finger at Lois. "It's not my wedding young lady." She turned to include Lucy. "I swear you girls will be the death of me." Ellen continued her tirade.

Lois and Lucy looked at each other, rolling their eyes at each other knowing that their mother would never change, she would always be the consummate worrier. "I'm up, I'm up," said Lois as she and Lucy separated and got out of bed.

"Lucy, how could you let Lois stay in bed so late. You know we're on a tight schedule." Ellen Lane continued to rant. "What possessed you and Clark to set the wedding for 12 p.m. … Whoever heard of having a wedding at such an ungodly hour… It's not enough time to get ready…I can not be…" Ellen continued to talk, but neither Lois and Lucy paid much attention to her because they were too busy teasing each other.

"Someone who wants to get to the honeymoon pretty quickly," Lucy whispered to Lois as she elbowed her in the ribs and gave her a knowing look. "Can't wait to start the honeymoon, huh, sis?" Lucy finished, giving Lois a wicked grin.

"Darn right, I've waited long enough for this day to come," Lois whispered back with a lascivious grin.

"Girls, girls, are you listening to me?" asked an exasperated Ellen Lane as she suddenly became aware of the fact that neither of the girls had heard a word she had said.

"Of course we're listening, mother," said Lois in a tolerant tone of voice. "We have plenty of time. It's only 9 a.m." She took Ellen by the arm and led her towards the bedroom door. "Could you do me a favor, mother, and draw up my bath water? I just have a phone call to make."

Ellen Lane allowed herself to be led out the door.

"Okay, Lois, but hurry up." She walked out the door, for once doing what she was told instead of arguing.

Lucy followed her mother to the bedroom door. "I already took my shower, so I'll leave you to your phone call." She stopped and turned to face her sister again. "Say Hi! to Clarkie for me and give him a big kiss for me too." Lucy made kissing noises as she closed the door, barely escaping the pillow that Lois threw at her head. Lois smiled and shook her head at the closed door as she reached for the phone, dialing Clark's number.


Clark Kent, yawned and stretched, he reached over to the night stand table and shut off his alarm clock. 'Today is my wedding day', he said softly to himself. He rolled out of bed and walked toward the kitchen where he could hear his parents preparing breakfast.

"Good morning, mom, good morning, dad…beautiful morning, isn't it," he said with a happy grin on his face as he walked into the kitchen.

"Good morning, honey," Martha Kent reached up and gave her son a kiss and a hug.

"Good morning, son," Jonathan Kent reached over and hugged his son. "How did you sleep?" Jonathan handed Clark a plate of pancakes and sausages.

"Like a baby without the slightest care in the world." Clark helped his parents set the table for breakfast as he answered his father's question. "I can't believe that this day is *finally* here, Lois and I are getting married." He shook his head as if trying to make sure he wasn't dreaming.

The trio sat at the table to eat breakfast. But instead of eating Clark stared into space, reminiscing about his first meeting with Lois. He remembered that day as if it were yesterday, yet it had happened three years ago. He had fallen in love with her two minutes after he met her. He was being interviewed for a job at the Daily Planet when Lois Lane had barged in on the meeting as if she owned the place; she proceeded to ignore his outstretched hand when they were introduced and went on to speak to Perry as if he weren't even in the room. He had known at that moment that his life would never be the same again. He smiled to himself as he thought about his Lois…his Lois… domineering, stubborn, uncompromising, pigheaded, loving and oh so brilliant, oh how he loved her.

"Clark…Clark, honey," Martha Kent waved her hand in front of Clark's face trying to awaken him from his stupor. Clark started realizing that he had been staring into space for quite some time and that his mother had been speaking to him for the past few minutes.

"Sorry, mom," he said with a sheepish look on his face. "I was a million miles a way, what's up?"

"Honey, Lois is on the phone," Martha smiled to herself as she handed Clark the phone, she had a feeling she knew where her son's mind had been, with Lois of course.

"Thanks, mom." Clark took the phone from his mother and walked outside to the balcony so that he could have some privacy.

"Hi honey."

"I love the flowers and the note you sent."

"I'm glad you liked it."

"So, how many minutes *is it* before you can hold me in your arms?" Lois asked teasingly.

"One-hundred and eighty minutes before I see you and about two-hundred and ten minutes before I can hold you in my arms." He said in a caressing voice. Lois shivered at his tone of voice.

"I love you so much, Clark."

"I love you too sweetheart," He said huskily.

"I have to go and start getting ready, my mother is having a fit. See you at the church, darling," Lois said as Ellen Lane frantically made hand motions towards her watch.

"Bye, honey."


Hours later, at the Metropolis Holy Trinity church organ music swelled and filled the air, while the best man and groomsmen, handsome in their tuxedos, ushered the arriving guests down the aisle to the beribboned pews.

While, in the large back room of the church a nervous group of females crowded around Lois Lane. Lois sat in front of the vanity mirror putting the finishing touches on her makeup, while one of her bridesmaids, Glenda Hernandez, hot curler in hand, arranged her hair. Jessica Travis, her other bridesmaid and her sister, Lucy, the maid of honor, were busy taking the gown and the veil out of the garment bag. While Ellen Lane and Martha Kent stood to the side talking quietly to each other until they were needed. Ellen broke off her conversation with Martha as the flower girl ran up to her.

"Aunt Ellen, could you please fix my bow?" asked eight year old Barbara Lane as she turned to present the back of her dress. Ellen pulled over one of the chairs in the room and sat down so that she could help her niece. Once Ellen was finished Barbara ran to the couch to retrieve her flower basket, to get a little more practice in before the wedding was to begin.

Finally, the time arrived for the bride to dress. Lucy and Glenda helped Lois put on the wedding dress. The wedding gown was everything a wedding gown was suppose to be, spectacular and extravagant. The gown was an ivory off the shoulder satin creation. The form fitting bodice was encrusted with little seed pearls. The full skirt ended in a chapel- length train. The veil was waist length and made of illusion lace, held in place with a dainty, seed pearled crown of flowers. The brocade shoes were dyed to match the dress.

Smiling, Lois stood patiently as her mother smoothed the gown in place and as Lucy adjusted the train, wondering what Clark would think when he saw her walking down the aisle. Had this moment been worth waiting for? She hoped so. She hoped that he would remember every detail of this day for the rest of his life, just as she knew she would.

"Let's see, you have something new, your wedding gown …" Lucy paused as she checked off what she had just said on her list … "You have something borrowed, mom's diamond tear drop necklace …You have something blue, the lace garter that I bought for you …and you have something old, Martha's antique seed pearl hair combs." Lucy checked everything off her list and smiled as she looked at her sister .

Ellen came towards Lois with a misty, maternal gleam in her eyes. She hugged her daughter, careful not to wrinkle her gown. "I've never seen you look more beautiful!" She said as she reached into her handbag for her handkerchief.

"Thanks, mom."

Martha Kent walked over to Lois, her eyes tearing. "You look lovely, my dear, thank you for making my boy so happy," she whispered through her tears. Lois, her eyes also starting to fill with tears reached over and hugged Martha.

"It's me who should thank you for raising such a special son." Martha returned the hug and smiled at Lois.


In the meantime, in a smaller room on the other side of the church Clark Kent prepared for the wedding. His best man, Jimmy Olsen, groomsmen: Robert Hooper, Kevin White, and Perry White and his father, Jonathan Kent, looked on with amused expressions on their faces as they watched a nervous Clark struggle to adjust his tie.

"I can't believe my hand is shaking so much that I can't even tie a tie," said Clark as he struggled to adjust his tie.

"Here let me do it," Jonathan Kent said getting up from the couch he was sharing with Jimmy Olsen.

"I haven't fixed your tie since you were a little boy." After fixing the tie, Jonathan stepped back and looked at his son. 'I can't believe he's all grown up and about to start a family of his own' he thought to himself as he fought back tears.

"What's wrong, dad?" asked Clark as he noticed his father's expression.

"Nothing is wrong, son, I'm just so darn proud of you," Jonathan said as he embraced his son. Father and son held each other for a long moment, each thinking of the love and respect they had for one another.

A knock on the door interrupted the moment. One of the church attendants signaled to the men that it was time for the ceremony to begin. The groom, best man, groomsmen and father of the groom all filed out of the room to take their positions.


A few minutes later, someone knocked on the door of the bridal party.

"We are almost ready to begin," said Sam Lane as he walked into the room. Ellen Lane and Martha Kent kissed Lois good-bye and filed out of the room. The bridesmaids, flower girl and maid of honor picked up their flowers and filed out of the room. Organ music began to play as the bridesmaids and flower girl walked down the aisle.

"You look like a fairy princess, Lois, " Sam Lane said softly. Tears gathered in his eyes. " I can hardly believe it—my baby girl, all grown up and about to be married," his voice was wistful. "Where did all the time go, it just seemed liked yesterday that you were just a baby…" he paused for a moment as his voice broke. "How I wish that I were around to see you grow up to become the beautiful woman that you are today." A wave of shame overcame him and his voice broke. "I'm so sorry for abandoning you and …"

"It's all right, daddy," Lois broke in before he could complete his thoughts. "What matters is that you're here *now*, to share this day with me." Lois smiled at her father as she pulled the waist-length veil down over her face. "Daddy, would you please hand me my flowers?"

Sam Lane lifted Lois' veil, kissed her on the cheek and reached down to pick up the bouquet of exotic flame-colored orchids on the table. He handed it to his daughter as she took his arm to go down the aisle.


The church was packed with friends and family members who came to wish the couple well. Clark Kent stood at the altar, Jimmy Olsen next to him and watched as the bridesmaids and flower girl came down the aisle. He tensed up as the wedding march began to play. He turned and faced the audience as the back door of the church was once again thrown open and Lois and her father walked down the aisle. He never took his eyes off of her as she came toward him. Her gaze met his through the veil and they smiled at each other, their eyes bright with love and promises. When Lois and her father reached the altar Clark accepted her hand and the couple moved as one to the altar. Lois turned and handed her bouquet of orchids to Lucy.

Lois and Clark turned and faced one another with joined hands as the minister's voice echoed throughout the church reciting the marriage service.

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here in the sight of God and in the face of this congregation to join together this man and this woman in holy matrimony …"

"Will you, Clark Jerome Kent, take this woman to be your wedded wife, to live together after God's ordinance in the holy estate of matrimony? Will you love her, comfort her, honor and keep her in sickness and in health; and, forsaking all others, keep you only unto her, so long as you both shall live?"

"I will …" Clark's eyes shone with love.

"Will you, Lois Lane, take this man to be your wedded husband, to live together after God's ordinance in the holy estate of Matrimony? Will you love him, comfort him, honor and keep him in sickness and in health; and, forsaking all others, keep you only unto him, so long as you both shall live?

"I will…" said Lois, all the love she had for Clark shining in her eyes.

The ancient words of love, commitment fell around the couple like a blanket of love. The couple exchanged the vows they had written together and exchanged rings. Clark's hand trembled slightly as he slipped the gold band on Lois' finger. Lois' hands also trembled as she slipped the wide gold band onto Clark's ring finger. Once all the vows had been exchanged and the blessings given, the minister smiled at the couple and the congregation and said: "I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may kiss the bride."

Clark turned and reverently lifted Lois' veil, "My wife," he said as he brought his lips to hers. Lois reached up and wrapped her arms around Clark's neck, then his mouth was on hers probing, demanding, devastatingly possessive as if he couldn't get enough of her. The kiss went on and on, becoming deeper, hotter, even more intimate. The couple suddenly became aware that they were not alone when they heard laughing and cheering, reluctantly they broke apart and grinned sheepishly at each other. Lucy handed Lois back her flowers as Lois and Clark walked back down the aisle.

Lois and Clark ran down the stairs of the church. A shower of flowers tossed by cheering well-wishers enveloped them in a fragrant cloud as they ran down steps toward the white limousine waiting at the front of the church.

As the limousine rolled toward the Metropolis country club where the wedding reception was being held, Lois snuggled into the crook of her husband's arm, laid her head on his chest, and inhaled his scent. Clark looked down at the woman snuggled near his heart and smiled as he reached for her lips.

If anyone awaiting their arrival at the Metropolis country club noticed that the limo circled the block four times or that the bride and groom emerged from the back seat disheveled and slightly dazed, they were too polite to do more than elbow one another knowingly.


When it was time for the first dance, the couple's close friend, Celine Dion, got up on the stage and sang the song that she had written especially for the happy couple. The song was called "Because You Loved Me".

"For all those times you stood by me

For all the truth that you made me see

For all the joy you brought to my life

For all the wrong that you made right

For every dream you made come true

For all the love I found in you

I'll be forever thankful baby You're the one who held me up, never let me fall

You're the one that saw me through

through it all

You gave me strength when I was weak

You were my voice when I couldn't speak

You were my eyes when I couldn't see

You saw the best there was in me

Lifted me up when I couldn't reach

You gave me faith 'coz you believed

I'm everything I am

because you loved me"

You gave me wings and made me fly

You touched my hand I could touch the sky

I lost my faith, you gave it back to me You said no star was out of reach

You stood by me and I stood tall I had your love I had it all

I'm grateful for each day you gave me

Maybe I don't know that much But I know this much is true

I was blessed because I was loved by you …

Drawing Lois close, Clark smiled down at her as the words flowed around them. "Happy, Mrs. Kent?" he murmured

"Deliriously, ecstatically happy, Mr. Kent," she replied, resting her cheek against his shoulder and thinking how wonderful it will be to wake up tomorrow morning with her cheek pressed to his bare chest. The rest of the afternoon passed in a blur, as numerous pictures were taken, various toasts given, the wedding cake cut, and the garter and bouquet were thrown to those still single.

Hours later, it was finally time for the couple to leave for their honeymoon. While the guest were still celebrating the happy occasion the couple left to change into their travel clothes. Lucy went with Lois to help her.

Slipping out of her wedding dress, Lois changed into a linen short sleeved pants suit. While Lucy put the wedding gown in its garment bag for storage.

Lois paused as she fixed her makeup and glanced at her wedding rings. "It's hard to believe how *much* my life has changed since Clark came into it," she said to Lucy.

"Umm-hmm." Lucy walked over to her sister and put her arm around Lois' shoulders. "But your life is changing for all the right reasons. The *best* reasons." The sisters held each other for a long moment.

"I'll take this to the car." Lucy picked up the wedding gown.

"I love you," Lois said as her sister walked out the door.

"I love you too, sis, be happy." Lucy closed the door behind her.

Alone, Lois finished fixing her hair and took one last look around to make sure that she had everything. She picked up her purse and walked out the door where Clark waited for her.

"You have everything?" asked Clark.

"Yes." The couple walked hand in hand back to the reception hall, where the party showed no sign of ending. They said their good-byes to everyone. The guests formed a line on either side of the couple throwing white orchids at them as they ran to the limousine parked at the curb.


The Hawaiian Crimson hotel overlooked the beach. An open courtyard connected smaller, low buildings with the lobby and restaurants. The rooms were a series of coral colored cottages. Each cottage had one to two bedrooms and a sitting room that opened onto a wide balcony overlooking the beach. The Koolau mountains rose dramatically behind the hotel.

It was his wedding night.

Clark stood out on the balcony staring down at the sandy beach below.

His wedding night …

His wife…

Reveling in the thought and all it implied, Clark walked back into the bedroom. He walked towards the table where the champagne was icing in its silver bucket. He poured some champagne into two glasses. He turned as he heard a noise behind him. What he saw took his breath away.

Lois stood framed in the bathroom doorway looking breathtakingly beautiful. She wore a sheer, burgundy silk creation. The nightgown clung to her upper body before flaring outward at the hips. Waves of cloud-soft silk floated around her as she moved, half revealing flashes of her skin as she walked towards Clark. "You did say that burgundy was the color you always dreamed of seeing me in, right?" she asked, knowing that he would remember their first date, when he said that he had always dreamed of seeing her in burgundy.

He smiled, remembering his words to her.

"You look breathtaking," Clark handed her a glass of champagne, "Burgundy is definitely your color."

"Thank you, Mr. Kent." She sipped the champagne staring at Clark with a mixture of nervousness and anticipation.

Gently, Clark reached over and took the glass from her hand. He bent his head to kiss her, very slowly rubbing his lips on hers. "I think we've had enough conversation for tonight, sweetheart." He lifted her in his arms, carrying her across the room to the king sized bed, he set her on her feet. His hands lifted to cradle her face, once again bending down to capture her lips. His hand drifted slowly and oh, so gently, over her gown.

"I'm not used to anything so soft." Clark's voice reflected the desire in his eyes. "Is your skin as soft as this?" He asked huskily.

"Why, don't you touch me and see," she whispered, welcoming his kisses and the feel of his hands on her body. Slowly, Clark drew the straps down her shoulders. Lifting his head, he gazed down at her body painted by the moonlight, his breath caught in his throat and his heart started pounding.

Lois, reached for the belt which held his robe closed, slowly she untied it and pushed it off his shoulders, she gazed in admiration at the heavily muscled broad shoulders and wide chest of her husband. She leaned over and started kissing his chest. Clark lifted her again and lowered her to the bed, easing his own weight beside her.


The couple finally slept, but it was well into the wee hours of the morning.

Hours later, the late morning sunshine penetrated the room where the couple slept. Lois woke slowly. In the lazy moments between sleep and full awareness she lifted her head from her husband's chest, dreamy eyes locked with those of her husband.

"Hi," she said smiling.

"Hi yourself," Clark also smiled. He slipped his arm around her waist and rolled onto his back, pulling her on top of him. Lois propped her chin on her hands and gazed down into his face. She didn't think that she would ever tire looking at him.

"You know what? she asked.


"I'm hungry. How about we get something to eat?"

"Sure." Clark kissed her lightly on the lips and sat up; He got up from the bed and reached down and picked her up into his arms.

"How about we take a shower together?"

"Are you sure that's all you have in mind?" She laughed as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Why, Mrs. Kent, whatever do you mean?" Clark shut the bathroom door behind them.


Several hours later, the couple left the hotel with a picnic lunch that had been prepared for them by the hotel chief. They walked hand in hand, their feet sinking into the warm sand as they walked. It was a warm afternoon with the slightest of breeze, the air was scented with hibiscus, gardenias and orchids.

They found a secluded spot under a tree to eat their lunch. Clark spread the blanket on the sand as Lois unpacked the wicker basket. The hotel chef had given them enough food to feed an army. There was fried chicken, mashed potatoes, gravy, various fruits, fresh bread, cheese, pineapple juice and iced tea.

"I can't believe that it's three o'clock in the afternoon and this is our first meal of the day," Clark said as he opened the containers that Lois set out on the blanket.

"That wouldn't have happened if you hadn't insisted that we shower together."

"Hey, I was doing my civic duty and trying to conserve water."

Fighting back a giggle, Lois began to prepare two plates.


"It's not my fault that you couldn't control yourself." Clark gave her an innocent look.

"Why you…" she lifted her hand to hit him.

Clark caught her hand in his and pulled her to him, giving her a kiss.

"You didn't let me finish," he paused a moment for effect. "and it's not my fault that you looked so irresistible with nothing more than a wash cloth in your hand that I got carried away." He gave her another kiss.

"Am I forgiven?"

"You're forgiven." She reached over and kissed him.

The couple ate their meal in relative silence as they enjoyed the warm afternoon and the scenery. After eating their fill they put away the remainder of the lunch. Too full with their delicious lunch to go snorkeling as they had originally planed to do, the couple waded into the ocean. "The water is so clear that you can see the ocean floor," Clark said as he peered down into the ocean. Suddenly, without any warning, he felt a shove from behind. He turned and looked at Lois.

"What are you doing?"

"Trying to push you into the water, but you don't seem to want to cooperate," she gave him another shove.

Clark turned and before she could move, he picked her up and walked deeper into the water.

"Clark, don't you *dare* throw me in." She squealed as he held her over the water.

"Weren't you just trying to do the same thing to me?" He brought her body closer to the water.

"But that was different." She held on tighter to his neck.

"Really, how is it different?" Her feet started to touch the water.

"Because…" Lois tightened her hold on his neck and reached up to give him a kiss, hoping to distract and dissuade him from his plans.

Clark responded to the kiss and then dropped her into the water.

Lois came up sputtering. She looked up at a laughing Clark. Catching his legs, she tried to flip him and bless his heart he let her pull him into the water, she knew that no power on earth could move him if he didn't want to be moved, yet he had allowed her this small victory.

Acting surprised, Clark grabbed her and dragged her back into the water with him. The couple played in the water for a long while, before getting out and walking to their blanket. Feeling pleasantly lazy after their meal and little excursion, Lois laid back on the blanket and rested her head in Clark's lap.

"Our first full day as a married couple," she picked up Clark's hand and brought it to her lips and kissed his ring finger. "I never want this day to end."

"Me neither." He gently caressed her face with his free hand. "I never thought that I could ever be as happy as I am right now." He ran his hand through her hair as he gazed into her eyes. " I thought that because I was different, that I would never have a normal life, I …" His voice broke as he searched for words to describe his feelings. "I thought that I would always be alone." He raised her hand to his lips. "Until a certain tenacious, pigheaded…"

Lois broke in.

"Pigheaded? I am *not* pigheaded!"

Clark continued to speak as if she hadn't spoken. "Pigheaded reporter got under my skin," his voice filled with emotion. "She made me feel things that I never felt before, with her by my side I knew that I would never be alone again." He leaned over and gently brought his lips to hers.

"Oh, Clark," Lois raised her hand and gently caressed his face. "I love you so much."

Clark leaned over, his lips pressed tender kisses over her face before he finally brought his lips to hers. The couple kissed long and hard before they finally came up for air. They held each other for a long moment, reveling in their overwhelming love for each other.

"Let's take a picture so that we can capture this day forever." Lois saw a couple in their early sixties, holding hands and talking further down the beach. "Let's ask that old couple to take our picture." She picked up the camera out of its case and pulled Clark with her as she walked up to the couple.

"Excuse me, but would you mind taking our picture?"

"Sure, young lady." The man took the camera that Lois handed him.

The couple pose for the picture. Lois leaned back on Clark, he wrapped his arms around her waist and rested his head on her right shoulder, they smiled happily into the camera as the stranger snapped several pictures before handing the camera back to Lois.

"On your honeymoon?" asked the woman.

"Is it that obvious?" Laughing, Lois wiped some sand off of Clark's face.

The woman also laughed. "You two just have a glow about you…as if you just discovered the world. That's the look of honeymooners."

The woman held out her hand and introduced herself.

"Hi, I'm Serena Judd Norcross and this…" She wrapped her arm around the waist of the man that stood beside her, "Is my husband, Billy Norcross." The couples shook hands as Lois and Clark introduced themselves. Lois and Clark thanked the couple, and walked off laughing hand in hand towards their cottage.

"You know… they remind me of us." Billy Norcross turned and looked at his wife.

"Norcross and Judd, the best darn reporting team at the Daily Times," Said Serena as she squeezed her husband's waist.

"Still partners, the best of friends and lovers after thirty years of marriage." Billy Norcross returned the squeeze.

The couple stood and watched as Lois and Clark walked off.


By now I hope that most of you realized who Norcross and Judd are. They're the two reporters Perry White spoke about in the episode "Top Copy", from season two. They were partners who fell in love, but their love affair had disastrous results. I wanted to give them a happy ending. (What can I say I'm a hopeless romantic <g>).