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Lois Lane; Intrepid Reporter (thatlanewit) wrote in wariscoming,

Lois pulled the jacket tight around her body, shivering slightly in the snow. Part of her wanted to embrace the numbness she could feel seeping deep into her body, to quickly rebuild the walls that the flight from Lawrence to this strange piece of another world had steadily broken down. Her mind wouldn’t cooperate though and she tried to blink away the tears in her eyes. She pushed her arms through the jacket sleeves so she could wipe the tears off of her cheeks, trying to erase any evidence of them having fallen.

She turned her attention to Clark, needing something to focus on besides the pain that wanted to overwhelm her and bring down. She couldn’t figure out what he was doing at first, her brain not quite making the connections as she watched him pick up the key. Once she realized what it was though she wondered why on earth he would leave something like that laying around in the snow where anyone could find it. Not that she suspected many people even made their way to that part of the wilderness, but on the off chance that someone did it wouldn’t take too long for anyone to figure out what to do with a random key on the ground.

“Some security system you’ve got going,” Lois murmured, nose wrinkling at the absurdity of it all. It was almost as though she could hear Chloe in the back of her head making commentary, pointing out all the things that could go wrong, and reminding Lois of when she’d been attending Smallville High with Chloe and their Clark back home.

The sound that she made next was somewhere between a laugh and a sob, and Lois forced herself to take a deep breath so she wouldn’t give into the crying spell her body was desperate for her to have. “Why does it have to be done? She’s not dead back home,” Lois pointed out, kicking at the snow, trying to keep it all together. “She’s alive. So she’s missing and off with Doomsday but...”

Whatever she had been about to say caught in her throat as she stared at Clark. Doomsday was not something she ever wanted to bring up with him again and she had a feeling it wasn’t something Clark ever wanted to discuss. Especially not in this place that was supposed to be a safe haven. “I didn’t...I’m...” Lois shrugged helplessly, gaze falling to the snow covered ground. “I’m sorry.”