A Weekend in Smallville

By Amanda Lane (klane@digital.net)

Summary: An engaged Lois and Clark go to visit his parents, and Clark ends up in hot water.

This is my first try at writing fanfic. Please feel free to suggest improvements.


Lois Lane sat down at her desk and glanced quickly over at her partner/best friend/fiancee. He was fiercely writing down some information while talking on the phone.

After he was off, he turned towards Lois and smiled. Then he got up, walked over to her and kissed her softly.

Lois kissed him back, then pushed him away, saying, "So. Who was on the phone?"

Clark laughed then replied in a teasing tone, "What makes you think that I'm going to tell you?"

"Because you know that you'll be sorry later when you fly me to Smallville tonight."

Clark laughed again. "You're right, you know that? Anyway, if you must know, it was just my source telling me some more info on that story which we finished. I'll add it to my copy of it and then give it to Perry."

Lois nodded her agreement as she turned away from Clark and switched on her computer.


Later that night, Clark knocked on Lois's apartment door and waited.

"Come on in, Clark! It's unlocked!" she shouted from what sounded like the kitchen.

Clark slowly opened the door and shut it softly behind him as he replied, "I'm going to be in your room!"


Clark walked into Lois's bedroom and glanced down with a smile at her suitcase that was open and all the clothes strewn about, everywhere except in the case. Just then, Clark's ears picked up the unmistakable sound of Lois's faint footsteps. Once he heard that, he sniffed the air to see if he could smell the perfume he knew she was wearing. When he felt Lois's arms encircle his waist, only then did he allow himself to turn around and give his fiancee a passionate kiss.

She returned the kiss with as much, if not more, passion than he did, and Clark slowly felt himself losing control. He started pulling away before they wound up in bed and totally not making it to Smallville.

Luckily, Lois agreed this time to stop before things got too hot.

"So, you packed yet?" Clark asked her.

Lois put her hands on her hips and mockingly glared at him. "Oh, yeah, you're romantic. Instead of telling me how much you love me or anything like that, you ask me if I'm packed. Great fiancee you're turning out to be."

Clark smiled at her then said in the sweetest tone he could muster, "Oh, sweetheart, love of my life, I love you so much. I cannot wait until we are married, to wake up each morning and see your shining face, asleep with dreams and memories all of me. Now, I ask you, love, have you found time in your lovely schedule to pack for our trip to Smallville?"

Lois tried her very best to keep from not smiling, but the twinkling of her eyes and the turning up of her mouth gave her away. Lois finally gave up and started laughing. She fell onto the bed and pulled Clark down with her. "Have I ever told you that I love you?"

Clark grinned and responded. "No."

"Well I do."


"And always."

They started kissing again, both of them forgetting that they were lying on all of Lois's clothes until they heard her microwave start beeping. Lois pulled away from Clark and got up. "I've got to get that. It's my lunch/snack before dinner."

Clark sat up and watched as Lois walked away from him into the kitchen. He sighed then quickly glanced over her clothes and packed the ones which she would need for the trip. He closed the suitcase, walked out of her bedroom, and got to the microwave before she got half-way across the kitchen.

He blocked the microwave and said in a stern voice, "Don't eat anything. I have your things and we'll be in Smallville within 5 minutes. My mom will be cooking a huge meal and you'll be happy that you didn't have your lunch/snack today."

Lois glanced up into Clark's eyes and then shrugged. "Okay, but at least move out of the way so that I can put the food into the fridge."

Clark obediently moved and silently watched as Lois pulled a huge chicken breast and two thick slices of bread out from the microwave.

"Did you cook that?" Clark asked, having the amusement show in his face.

"Cook what? Oh, you mean the chicken. No, I picked some up at the grocery store the other day and was saving it for when I was really hungry and didn't want to have to deal with a frozen chicken."

"Oh." Clark started laughing but turned the laugh into a cough when Lois turned around and stared at him as if he had no right to laugh.


While flying to Kansas, Clark and Lois were talking about what they thought Martha would make for dinner. Lois hoped chicken and Clark, smelling ahead, thought he smelled roast beef. It turned out that Clark was right, but Lois was so happy to had gotten some food in her system that she didn't care anymore what she was eating.

After dinner, Lois and Clark offered to help with the dishes, and then they told Martha and Jonathan that they were going for a walk.

Once they got outside, they first just decided to stand there and smell the fresh air.

"It's so pretty out here," Lois said softly. "It's like the clouds move away and the sky opens up and what's left is this wonderland that makes you feel so small in a vast universe of blackness.

Clark looked down at his fiancee and smiled gently, silently agreeing to what she had said. Then he took her hand and, gently swinging it, walked slowly away with her, taking her farther from the farmhouse, but closer to his destination.

"Where are we going?" Lois broke the silence softly as to not disturb the thick blanket that surrounded them.

"To a place that I know you'll like."

They walked for about 15 minutes before stopping in an open area that seemed to have no trees nearby. They lay down and stared upward at the blackness that seemed so close they could touch it, but was really far, far away.

After a while, Lois broke the silence. "Clark?"


"Do you ever think about the future? I mean really think, like what's going to happen to us in 10 years from now?"

"Sure I do. All the time."

"Do you think that we will still be as deeply in love as we are, or will we hate each other so much that we'll live in opposite sides of the country?"

Clark laughed softly. "Somehow I don't think that will happen."

Lois got up from where she had been resting her head on Clark's chest and stared at him, worry filling her eyes. "But how do you know? How do you know that someday I won't be somewhere else with someone else and same with you? That we will still be married in 10, 20, and even 50 years from now?"

Clark sat up and pulled Lois towards him, holding and hugging her close, trying desperately to ease the worry and doubt from her mind. "Don't worry, honey. I love you and you love me and nothing can change that. What we have is very special. Our love binds us together and nobody can hunt that, not with a thousand bloodhounds, and nobody can kill that, not with a thousand swords. We have that and nobody can do a thing about it, no matter how much they want to." Clark looked down at Lois and noticed tears beginning to stream down her cheeks and then land lightly onto his shirt. "Convinced?" He asked tenderly.

Lois nodded and then sighed and leaned back again onto Clark. They lay down again and after a while, Clark noticed that Lois had fallen asleep, so he quietly picked her up and brought her back to the farmhouse where he undressed her and put an old, large, faded plaid shirt on her, gently tucked her in his bed, then got undressed himself, and climbed softly into bed with her where he soon fell asleep.


The next morning when Lois woke up, she noticed that the place where Clark had been sleeping was still warm, but was rapidly losing that heat due to the fact that he wasn't in the bed anymore. She yawned and stretched, then just lay in bed for a few moments, relaxing.

After a while, she got out of bed and pulled on a pair of jeans, not bothering to brush her hair or even get out of the very comfortable flannel she was wearing. She walked into the kitchen where Clark was sitting alone, eating his breakfast while looking at the comics in the newspaper. She walked up behind him and gave him a hug.

He turned around and smiled when he saw that she was still wearing his shirt. Then he gestured towards the middle of the table where there were still plates full of delicious food which Clark had made.

Lois sat down and served herself, thinking of the night before while watching Clark finish the comics and turn to the crossword puzzle on the other side. This was exactly how she imagined her mornings with Clark to be. Relaxed, friendly, and sweet.

Before Lois had finished half of her food, Clark stood up and announced, "I have to go help my dad fix the fence behind the house. Do you mind if I leave?"

"Not at all. I'm probably going to just finish the breakfast, wash the dishes, and go outside and relax."

"Okay," Clark responded. He picked up his empty plate and brought it over to the sink where he washed and dried it in about two seconds.

After he left, Lois finished her breakfast, washed and dried the dishes, then walked back into Clark's old bedroom where she took a shower, then got dressed.

After putting on the clothes, she cleaned up a bit basically out of boredom. Then Lois decided to go into town. Maybe she would find one of Clark's friends who could tell her some juicy gossip on him which she still didn't know.

Once Lois got into town, she started walking down the street, looking into shops and occasionally stepping into them to buy something or look at it in more detail. One of the shopkeepers peered at her as she bought a T-shirt and said, "Say, you look familiar. Are you the one marrying Clark Kent?"

When Lois said yes, the shopkeeper grinned, then said, "Oh, I might have known. Clark only goes toward the pretty ones. Well, just tell him that Joe Cy said 'hi' when you see him."

Lois smiled and nodded, then walked out of the door, slightly peeved because Joe made it sound like the only reason Clark loved her was because of her looks. The nerve! Lois decided to go back to the Kents' and see if Clark was done helping his dad with the fence. She figured that he probably was, due to his speed, but maybe Clark had wanted to talk to his dad about something, so then she figured that they would do the job in the normal time it took.

When Lois arrived at the farmhouse, she didn't notice anybody around, so she walked to the back of the house where she thought Clark and Jonathan would be. They were in the stable, putting some tools back where they belonged.

Lois walked into the stable and was about to say something to Clark when he turned to his father and said, "Lois was asking me last night about the future, and whether or not we would still love each other in 50 years."

"What did you tell her?"

"Well, I wasn't exactly sure what to say, so I quoted from a movie which I was pretty sure she hadn't seen before." Clark turned his worried eyes toward his father and said, "Do you think that that was okay?"

Jonathan chuckled, then replied, "Well, I think it's fine, but just make sure that she never sees that movie!"

Clark laughed with him, then continued putting the tools back in their proper places.

Lois, hidden in the shadows, felt enormous rage towards her fiancee, so she slowly turned around, careful not to make any noise, and walked out of the stable quickly, trying to hide the tears which threatened to overflow.

When she got back in the house, Martha was there setting up lunch. She turned around when she heard the door open, and when she saw Lois's face, she stopped what she was doing, went over to her future daughter-in-law and gave her a hug. When she pulled away, she looked down at Lois and asked softly, "Want to talk about it?"

"How did you even know that I needed to?"

"I could see it in your face, and I thought maybe you'd like to if something is bothering you."

Lois sighed and nodded slowly. "Thanks Martha. It's just that Clark made me so mad! Last night, I was talking to Clark about whether we would still love each other in the years to come, and he reassured me that we would, that nobody could ever take away our love. Then, today, I was looking for him and he was in the stable with Jonathan, talking, and I overheard him say that what he had told me last night was a quote from a movie! Can you believe that? A quote! He watched a stupid movie, then just read me the line from it. I can't believe he would do that!"

Martha gave her another hug as she listened, then she nodded her agreement. "It's hard to think that Clark would do something like that, but I guess deep down, all men are the same. I remember when Jonathan pulled something like that on me, but unfortunately for him, I had also seen that television show."

Lois smiled, then pulled away from Martha, drying her eyes. "Thanks, Martha. I needed that."

"Would you like me to talk to him? I'm not exactly sure if he realized what he did, but I can make sure he knows."

"No, thanks. I think I can handle it."

"Okay, dear. Just tell me if I can help."

"I will."

Lois went into Clark's bedroom and sat down on the bed, rethinking the conversation she overheard. When she heard Clark come into the room, she got up to leave the room, but Clark was in the middle of the doorway. He smiled when he saw her and leaned down to give her a kiss, but Lois turned her face at the last second to make it a kiss to the cheek. Clark looked down at her worriedly, but Lois didn't look him in the face. She just pushed past him and walked into the kitchen. She could feel Clark looking at her, but all Lois did was square her shoulders even more than they were.

Once she got into the kitchen, she met Martha's eyes and smiled.

During lunch, Clark kept trying to start a conversation with Lois, but she either kept her eyes on her food the whole time, or she changed the subject to something she could talk about with Martha.

After lunch, Lois offered to do the dishes, and Clark quickly offered to help. Martha and Jonathan wisely let them do it by themselves.

When the water was running and Lois and Clark were washing, Clark leaned over to Lois and said, "You gonna tell me why you're ignoring me?"

Lois turned her back on Clark and continued washing her plate.

Clark sighed and dropped the subject.

Later that night, when Lois was ready to go to bed, she borrowed a blanket, sheet and pillow from Martha and made up the couch to be slept on.

When she went into Clark's bedroom to brush her teeth, Clark stopped her by blocking her way. "I'm not going to let you go through until you tell me what's bothering you."

Lois glared up at her fiancee and refused to speak. "Will you move please?" she finally asked.

"No. Not until you tell me what's bugging you."

"Okay, you want to know what's bothering me? I'll tell you what's bothering me!" Lois raised her voice without realizing it. "What's bothering me is that you feed me all the stuff about loving me and then, earlier today, you tell your father that all you said was a what some script told an actor to say on a movie!"

Clark's eyes widened as he realized that Lois had heard his conversation with his father. He let himself be pushed away by Lois as she walked proudly past him.

After she came out of the bathroom, Clark was standing next to his bed, looking at her. "Lois, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you like that. There isn't anything that I wouldn't do for you, you know that. I love you so much. What I told you last night may have been just somebody's work on a movie, but it came from the heart. You have to believe that."

"And how do I know that that isn't a lie, let's just get Lois Lane to believe Clark Kent and then she'll be fine, no matter who said what. Nice try," Lois said sarcastically. She walked out of the room and got into bed on the couch.

When she woke up the next morning, there was a small nightstand next to her, with flowers and a note that read, 'Lois, I love you. Clark.' Lois got a lump in her throat, but she refused to be swayed from her anger. She ate her breakfast and then went into town for the whole day, to stay away from Clark.

The next few days, Clark tried to persuade Lois to forgive him, and although she was weakening, she would never show it on her face.

Meanwhile, Clark couldn't believe that something like this was happening. He talked to Martha about it, and while she was sympathetic, she had no solution to the problem.

The next day was the day when Lois and Clark would be leaving, so Martha made a special dinner of filet mignon, mashed potatoes, green beans, and wine.

After dinner, Lois made an excuse of not feeling well and needing some fresh air, so she left the table and went outside, while Clark helped his parents clean up.

After that was done, Clark excused himself, telling his parents that he was going for a walk. Once outside, he took a deep breath and started walking. After about 15 minutes, he reached his destination. He noticed that someone else was already there, sitting in the grass, looking up. Clark walked slowly up to Lois and stood behind her. He could tell that she knew he was there because he could hear how her breathing sped up then quickly slowed back down again. Still standing behind her he said, "Have I ever told you that I love you?"

Lois turned around and looked up at the man standing there. There were tears glistening in her eyes as she whispered, "No."

"Well, I do."


"And always."