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Lois Lane ([info]reporterlois) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2008-02-04 20:47:00

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Entry tags:apocalyptic plot, clark kent/superman, lois lane (movie)

Who: Superman and Lois, probably NPC's
What: After Superman defeats Apocalypse here
When: Later tonight
Warnings: None I can think of

The televisions in the newsroom were tuned to every imaginable network still broadcasting. Most of them were airing the same reports and warnings about what areas in the world had taken the most damage and where to stay away from. Lois glanced up every minute or two to look for for news on Superman. She knew the phantom zone projector was completed, she knew Superman was looking for Apocalypse, and she knew it was happening soon.

And then a familiar voice coming off one of the televisions caught her ear. She jumped out of her seat and nearly ran to the right television that was airing an international station. There was Superman, delivering and receiving blows with Apocalypse in a ferocious battle. She was joined by co-workers as every television was switched to the same station and they stood and watched, holding their breaths. Silence filled the newsroom as everyone tensed up.

Lois knew from years of watching him that Superman was beginning to tire. But she knew he could do it, he had to. He wouldn't let up. They watched as Superman activated some sort of field, which slowly trapped the mutant, then the reporter announced that Superman had defeated Apocalypse. Early cheers that went up around the newsroom were cut short when everyone watched in horror as Superman was hit by the beam and fell into the sea.

Lois was already on her way out the door as Superman hit the water, heading for the portkey to take her to New York. Her heart was thundering in her chest. She wouldn't rest until they found Superman. She couldn't lose him, not here, not again. Why did she have to be so far away?

It seemed to take forever to get to New York, and even longer to get to the shoreline where crowds had gathered to watch the final battle. From what people were saying, Superman hadn't been seen yet. Lois fought her way through the crowd, muttering excuses and calling out Superman's name. She'd join the search effort, she'd get on one of those news helicopters or a search plane or a boat until he was found. Lois fought her way amongst the heavy crowd at the shoreline, headed towards a Coast Guard vehicle at a small pier. "Excuse me, sir? Sir!" she called to an officer.



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[info]reporterlois
2008-02-07 07:20 am UTC (link)
"Yeah," she said. She didn't want this moment to end, even though there was a lot of work to be done, she wanted to be selfish for just a little longer. This was why he'd wiped her memory, because he thought it'd been too hard for her to let him go, to share him with the world.

Lois glanced at him, feeling like some moment had just been passed by. She studied his face, wondering what he was thinking and how he was adjusting.

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[info]nosecretid
2008-02-07 08:15 am UTC (link)
His smile was warm as he nodded to her and poked her gently.

"Ready to face the big world?"

He was ready. This... whatever this was, would have to wait. Again. He care for her so much, and yet, from what little he could see, could feel, it was not time.

It never felt like time.

His smile was lopsided for a moment before it firmed and gained confidence.

"Thank you."

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[info]reporterlois
2008-02-07 08:39 am UTC (link)
"Are you?" she replied, an eyebrow raised slightly in challenge. "And if you keep poking me I'm going to start getting ideas."

She frowned a little. "For what?"

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[info]nosecretid
2008-02-07 08:49 am UTC (link)
"Yes. Always."

And he raised his eyebrows, and a small grin appeared.

"Going to get ideas? Ah, Lois."

He smiled.

"For being you, for being here, and there, when I needed you. Thank you."

He had finished his food and slid his chair back a little, but did not move more.

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[info]reporterlois
2008-02-07 09:35 am UTC (link)
Lois smiled widely, taking another bite of eggs.

"You're welcome, Clark... Superman... both of you," she finished, not sure who was thanking her. This was a little confusing, but they'd figure it out.

She watched him, debating with herself. He was about to get up, they would both go to work, and who knew when the next time was she'd have a chance to talk to him. "Can I... ask what you're thinking?"

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[info]nosecretid
2008-02-07 04:14 pm UTC (link)
His lips twitched as she switched between names like that.

"Just call me Clark, Lois. Here, anyway."

Then he smiled, confused. What he was thinking? Wasn't that a huge list...

"About what?"

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[info]reporterlois
2008-02-07 07:31 pm UTC (link)
She smiled and nodded, but seemed to be speechless to answer his question.

"About... Me. I mean. You and me, us. I'm getting... different signals from you. Maybe we should talk when all this is over. When there's time." She understood now wasn't the best time, and he was still adjusting. But it felt like if they didn't get it out in the open now, it would be a very very long time before either of them brought it up.

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[info]nosecretid
2008-02-07 07:39 pm UTC (link)
He nodded, slowly. It was a good idea. And as much as he was scared of it, he was sure it was right.

"I think you are right."

His eyes went distant.

"How about one week from today, six PM, at that restaurant down the street? They have a nice secluded table area, where we can talk, and work things out."

His eyed searched hers as he worried, and hoped. One week. Surely northing would happen in a week.

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[info]reporterlois
2008-02-07 09:07 pm UTC (link)
She was suddenly terrified. Lois wasn't sure what she'd just done. She wasn't sure it had been the right thing to do. She wasn't sure what the right thing was anymore. All she knew was that she couldn't pretend him kissing her cheek or letting their legs brush together wasn't affecting her.

"I didn't plan on this," she said with a short laugh. "I thought I'd need a lot of time before I could even give this some thought." She met his eyes. "Next week. I'll be there."

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[info]nosecretid
2008-02-07 09:12 pm UTC (link)
He watched her, feeling his own trepidation. Was he ready? Could he afford not to be? He blew out a breath and nodded.

"Then I had best get moving. There is a lot of work to be done. Got to make sure people are okay. Talk to you later, Lois."

He stood and smiled at her, then moved toward the front door.

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[info]reporterlois
2008-02-08 04:20 am UTC (link)
She wasn't sure either of them were ready. But they'd never discussed the events of those few days he'd wiped from her memory.

It seemed like he was leaving so quickly, Lois was a little startled. "Don't be a stranger, Clark," she finally said as he was leaving, offering him a small, soft smile.

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