“You are the most frustrating man,” she growled, continuing to wriggle in his grip and trying to push her way out of his arms. It was a futile movement and she had a feeling he wasn’t even using all of his strength to keep her securely in place. It wasn’t as though she had a death wish. No part of her wanted to join Chloe in her early grave, but Lois was still holding out hope that she could somehow steer Clark back to Kansas and get back into the office. As they flew further and further away that hope dwindled into nothing and was overtaken by growing annoyance.
She stopped moving and settled for glaring at him, arms crossed as she tried to deduce where he was taking her. They were obviously heading north and there were only a few places she could think of that he would want to go up that way. It didn’t take her long to conclude where they were headed and her eyes narrowed. “This is not how I want to see the Fortress,” she informed him, hand gripping his chin and trying to make him look at her. “You can’t keep me locked away there. I am not fucking Rapunzel, Clark Kent. I stayed in Watchtower long enough before and I am not about to let you make me stay somewhere else.” If she had to Lois would figure out how to get out of the place, steal some damn clothing to keep her warm, and start trekking for home. She was resilient, she thought that she might even make it a few feet before being forced back inside.
It didn’t seem as though he was even listening to her which caused her frustration with the situation to grow and nearly bubble over. She felt helpless and she hated that feeling and was angry that he was making her feel that way. “Why can’t you let me do this my way?” she asked, rubbing at her temples, her head starting to pound again.
She knew what could happen if she was alone with him in that huge fortress. Clark had already shown that he was pretty good at seeing through her defenses and breaking down her walls. She knew with enough time he’d be able to snap through all of them and then she’d have to do what she desperately didn’t want to do. She’d let go and Lois wasn’t sure that once she did that if she would ever be able to pick herself up again.