Who: Lois and Jason What: mother and son talking Where: apartment in London When: nowish?
Lois had not slept well the night after she'd argued with Clark. She'd tossed and turned most of the night and finally arisen early in the morning.
After not having her son around for a year and a half, it was... almost odd to have someone else to take care of again. At the same time, it felt natural, and she found herself easily slipping back into mothering habits. What was really the odd thing was that he wasn't five years old anymore and didn't need constant monitoring. Still, she checked on a sleeping Jason quietly, then left a note for him that she'd gone into work early, there was food in the fridge, and he'd better go to school. She was pretty sure he'd heard her moving around, what with him having super hearing, but he didn't react to her leaving. It was a relief. She wasn't looking forward to questions from him on why she was upset and where was his father.
Lack of sleep and stress over all the new changes, Jason being 10 years older, the situation with moving, and the misunderstandings with Clark made her grumpier than ever. Even coffee didn't improve her mood. She went into work extra early, intending to get more work done, but it only reminded her that she wasn't working at the Planet and couldn't pursue anything on that venture without Clark. It wouldn't be fair.
Her foul mood did not go unnoticed by her co-workers. She snapped at people, ignored others, and the rest generally stayed out of her way. Homesickness for the Daily Planet and Perry and Jimmy and the rest of the regular faces was hitting her hard. She'd been able to keep it at bay while no one she knew was here.
But now that she'd had a taste of home with Clark and Jason, she wanted the rest. She wanted it all. She thought she'd moved on from wanting to go home, but realized now homesickness would always come back. She missed Metropolis and the Daily Planet and that little deli place where she always got lunch and Jimmy and Richard and Perry and picking Jason up from school and working with Clark, oh, how she missed working on stories with Clark...
She saw Superman on TV once. It calmed her down a little to know that he hadn't fled the planet again. Somehow, she made it through the day without killing anyone. She tried calling Clark, once, on her way home. She had no idea what she would say if he answered, but she tried anyway. It rang and rang, until going to his voicemail. She wasn't sure whether to feel disappointment or relief. You thought he was going to pick up right away, Lane? After what you said to him? What do you think you can say now that will change things? Lois flipped her phone shut without leaving a message. She'd try again later, in a day or two. Hopefully he didn't completely hate her.
If it hadn't been for Jason, she wouldn't have bothered to go home until close to midnight. Instead, she got home around 6. This apartment really was too small for both of them. "Jason?" she called as she tossed her keys on the side table.