By JJ (firstname.lastname@example.org)
Summary: Lex Luthor is back, and killing Clark is his top priority.
Lois walked into the Daily Planet by herself. Usually, her husband, Clark, was with her but there was an accident, so he went off to see if everyone was OK. Lois said that it would be fine, but every time he went off, she was afraid that someone would fake a call for help and try and kill him. Especially if the disaster was in Metropolis. Within an hour, Clark came back. Lois got up from her desk and greeted him.
"Hi, honey," she said wrapping her arms around his neck. "Everything OK?"
"I wish I could say yes," he said leaning down and kissing her.
"What's wrong?" Lois asked.
"The call for help came from the police station here in Metropolis. I was informed that Lex Luthor is not dead like we thought." Clark informed Lois.
"What do you mean, he's not dead! You were there! You saw him and the clone die when the building collapsed!" Lois screamed.
"Honey, calm down. Do you remember anything from when you had amnesia?" Clark asked.
"Very little," Lois answered.
"Do you remember when he talked to you about transforming your soul to another person?"
"Sure. I said I had always wanted to be a reporter, and he said he would like to be a… psychiatrist." Lois said, catching on.
"Exactly. Lex Luthor was your shrink, Dr. Deeter." Clark explained to her. "Only now, he's back to being Lex Luthor not Maxwell Deeter."
"Oh no. Well, Clark, he'll be after you, honey." Lois said panicking.
"He already is," Clark said. "That's what the police wanted to tell me. They found a note from him saying 'Soon your superhero won't be anything but a dead corpse in a coffin.'" This upset Lois.
"I'm not going to lose you, will I?"
"No, you're not. You and I will have been married at least 75 years with a couple of kids before either one of us even thinks of dying." Clark said, comforting Lois.
"Let's go eat lunch," Lois said.
"You go ahead," Clark said. "I've got to finish typing up my notes and my story or else Perry will have my throat."
"OK," Lois said. "I'll be in the cafeteria."
Lois ate and returned to her desk within 15 minutes. She was headed over to tell Clark she was back, but he wasn't at his desk. This really worried Lois. She ran over to Jimmy. "Jimmy, have you seen Clark?"
"Uh-no. Wait. Yes I did." Jimmy said.
"Good. Where is he?" Lois asked relaxing a bit.
"He went outside with some guy."
"Guy! What guy?!"
"I didn't recognize him because I saw him from the back." Jimmy said.
"What did he look like?" Lois asked practically screaming.
"He had curly hair that was in between brown and blonde." Just at this point Lex came in with Clark.
"Clark!" Lois screamed running to him. Lex pushed Clark down the staircase from the elevators to Lois' feet.
"Ohhhh!!" Clark yelled in pain, clutching his chest. Lois kneeled beside him.
"Clark! What happened?" Lois asked running her fingers through his hair.
"Kicked me! Lex kicked me in my chest and head! He has kryp-kryptoninte." Clark whispered. Lois unbuttoned Clark's shirt to see what Lex had done to Clark's chest.
"Honey, it's all black and blue. And there's a little blood on your head." Lois gently touched his head. Clark winced in pain. Perry came out of his office.
"What in Elvis' name is going on here?" he asked.
"Perry! Get Lex out of here! He attacked Clark!" Lois said. Perry threw Lex out and Lois helped Clark to his feet and led him to his desk. "I'll get you some ice, honey." Lois got Clark an ice-pack and put it on his head. Perry and Jimmy left them alone. "Do you feel better, honey?"
"A little," Clark said very weakly. He didn't look like he felt better.
"I knew that Lex was after you. I shouldn't have left you. Clark, I'm so sorry." Lois apologized. Clark took her hand in his.
"Honey, you can't blame yourself, OK?"
"OK," Lois said managing to smile. 15 minutes later, Perry came out of his office, right when the happy couple started kissing. He walked over to Clark's desk and cleared his throat.
"Are you going to take an assignment or sit here and make out?" he asked only half teasing, afraid they would take making out over working.
"Make out," Lois said giving Clark one last kiss. "Kidding, Perry. What do you need?"
"Police think that the prisoner that escaped from jail, Harry Conaway, is hiding out at Suicide Slum. Could you two go check?"
"Sure," Clark agreed. Perry left. "As soon as I get one last kiss." Lois kissed him. "Let's go." They headed out the door.
"So, how do you feel?" Lois asked.
"I'm still weak, and have absolutely no powers but I feel better," Clark said. As soon as they got out the door, Clark fell to the ground.
"Clark! Are you OK?" Lois asked getting on the ground beside him. When she saw Lex approaching, she knew what was wrong with Clark. "Lex, put it away!" To her surprise, Lex put the kryptonite in his pocket with no fuss, and Clark seemed better after that. Lex walked over to Clark in silence.
"You deserve to die," he told Clark and started jumping up and down on Clark's chest like it was a trampoline.
"OOHHHHHHH!!!!" Clark screamed in agony turning and fighting to get Lex off of him.
"GET OFF!" Lois screamed pushing Lex to the concrete.
"That was a mistake and now Clark is going to pay the price, Lois," Lex said scrambling to his feet. He punched Clark several times in the jaw, and then got back on Clark's chest to jump on the "trampoline."
"Leave Clark alone!" Lois said, struggling to get Lex off of Clark. Jimmy came running out and saw Lex using Clark's chest as a trampoline, and Lois trying to push Lex off. Jimmy yanked Lex off, and punched him in the face before the police came and took him away. He kneeled by Clark.
"C.K., are you OK?" he asked. Clark got on all fours and coughed up… blood.
"Oh my-" Lois started. "Let's get him inside, Jimmy." Clark put a hand around each of their shoulders, leaning heavily towards Jimmy knowing he could hold up Clark's weight better than Lois could. Perry saw Lois and Clark coming back, Clark not able to walk without help.
"Son, what happened to you?" Perry asked as Lois and Jimmy helped Clark sit down at his desk.
"Lex attacked him again, only worse," Lois explained.
"Lois, honey, you two go home, and get some rest OK?" Perry offered.
"Sure. Jimmy, will you help me get Clark to the car?"
"Yeah," Jimmy agreed. When they got into the elevator, and Jimmy left Clark's side to push the button for the floor they wanted, Clark slid down the wall, to the floor, and Lois got down with him.
"You OK?" she asked.
"Lois, I have to tell you. The way Lex was using me like a trampoline really hurt me," Clark said.
"I know. I'm sorry. Can you get up? It's our floor, honey." With Lois and Jimmy's help Clark made it to the car. They put him in the backseat so that he could lay down. Lois drove home and the car was completely silent except for Clark's occasional moaning and groaning. When she pulled into their driveway, she hit a speed bump going 70 miles an hour, so that put Clark in far more pain. "Oohhhh!!!"
"I'm sorry, honey," Lois apologized. She helped him into the house and helped him lay on the couch. She sat on the floor beside him and ran her fingers through his hair. "Do you need anything?"
"I want Lex to be put in jail," Clark answered.
"Well, how about ice?" Lois asked smiling. Clark managed a weak smile.
"Sure." Lois brought Clark the ice and put it on his chest. "Thanks," he hold her.
"I want you to sleep right now, OK?" Lois told him.
"OK," Clark promised.
"I'll be right here at your side when you wake up." Clark fell into a deep sleep. The only reason he stirred out of his sleep was when he felt someone shaking him. "Honey, wake up." It was Lois. Clark opened his eyes.
"Lois, what's wrong?" Clark asked.
"Nothing. I'm sorry I woke you up, but you're about to fall off of the couch." Clark got back onto the center of the couch, and held Lois' hand.
"Oh well, I was about to get up anyway. How long was I asleep?" Clark asked.
"About three hours," Lois answered. "How do you feel?"
"I still don't have any of my powers, but I'm stronger," Clark told her.
"That's good. The police still can't find Lex. In fact, they've got a report on the news that he's armed and dangerous."
"Well I am," came a voice from the kitchen. Lois whirled around to see Lex standing behind them.
"No. This can't be happening again," Lois mumbled.
"Lois, you don't have anything to worry about. I don't have a gun. All I have is- kryptonite." Lex pulled the kryptonite out of his pocket. Lois felt Clark's hand squeeze her own as he groaned in pain.
"Ohhhhh!!" he yelled clutching his chest and squeezing his eyes shut.
"Clark!" Lois screamed. She felt anger rising up in her body. She was not about to stand there and let some mad man kill the man that meant more to her than life itself. She rose to her feet, swiped the kryptonite out of Lex's hand, and tossed it out the window.
"HEY!" Lex yelled. Now it was Lex's turn to feel the anger rising up in his body. He took his anger, and swung at Lois, knocking her off of her feet, and to the floor, losing consciousness as well.
"Lois!" Lex screamed, getting down on the floor next to her. "Darling! Wake up! I'm sorry, sweetie! I didn't mean to knock you out!"
"Lex!" Clark growled. "GET OUT NOW!"
"No! I have to make sure my girlfriend is OK," Lex said.
"Lois is not YOUR girlfriend! Lois is MY wife!" Clark said.
"But she was going to marry me first!" Lex shot back at him.
"But it didn't happen, did it? Now get out now!" Clark used all of his strength (which wasn't much) to throw Lex out of the door. He rushed over to Lois. "Honey, wake up." He got a rag, and wiped away all of the blood that was on Lois' head. He would have carried her to the couch but he didn't have any strength. Not even the strength he would have had if he was just a regular man. Slowly, Lois woke up out of her daze.
"Clark?" she whispered softly.
"Shh, I'm here, honey," he soothed. "Are you OK?"
"I have a headache but I'm OK," Lois said. "Where's Lex?"
"I threw him out," Clark told her. "I'm sorry I allowed him to do that to you." Lois slowly sat up.
"It wasn't your fault. I mean, he was trying to kill you. You couldn't have stopped him. I love you so much, Clark."
"I love you too. I guess we'll have to take our first sick days off tomorrow to rest up." Lois laughed.
"I guess so."
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