By Vikster <JAG77@glass77.fsnet.co.uk>
Submitted: October 2001
Summary: Clark prepares a beautiful surprise for Lois, as they look forward to the upcoming birth of their children.
This story is just a little bit of fluff I started one day when I was bored. I hope you enjoy it. I have changed the time difference so that France is one hour ahead of Metropolis and I also made it possible to drink during the first month of pregnancy. I hope you don't mind. All comments are very welcome.
The door swung open and in came Lois Lane Kent, one half of the Daily Planet's top reporting team, Lane and Kent, and wife to her partner, Clark Kent. Lois and Clark had been married for almost a year now, and Lois was four months pregnant.
"Clark, Clark," she yelled, her voice ringing through their brownstone. "Clark, where are you?" she called, going into the living room. Clark, who was upstairs, heard Lois' cries and came down at super speed.
"I'm here, honey," he said from behind her. Lois jumped out of her skin and swirled round to face him.
"*Clark* I told you not to sneak up on me in my delicate condition."
"'Delicate condition' huh, this coming from the woman who only last week put herself and our baby at risk trying to track down those gun runners *and* who managed to get herself kidnapped in the process. And to top it all off she wouldn't call for Superman until the very last second, because he had told her not to get into trouble and she didn't listen. So as not to damage her pride she wouldn't call, which by the way got damaged anyway."
"Okay, okay. Besides, that was last week. I'm feeling a lot more fragile this week," she stubbornly but said regretting the fact that she made herself seem weak in order to win an argument.
"Um huh," Clark said as he folded his arms in front of his chest in a way to say 'I've won and you know it.'
Lois stared at him, and if looks could kill even Superman wouldn't have survived that one. "Are you through?" she asked. Clark put up his hands in mock surrender, not willing to cause a serious argument, but he stifled a grin knowing he was right.
"Yes, I'm through. So what was the great news you came screaming in to tell me?"
"Oh yes," Lois said, all resentment gone in an instant. "I just got back from the doctors…"
"*What*, why wasn't I there?" he asked, suddenly feeling hurt and angry that she didn't tell him to come.
"I tried to find you but you out 'saving the world'. How was I supposed to know Dr. Franklin had to cancel my appointment tomorrow and asked me if I was free today? I would have waited for you but she didn't have any spaces for another three weeks. And Clark, I didn't want to wait that long," she said, her voice turning to an upset tone.
"It's okay honey, it really is. I understand. Now what were you going to tell me?"
"Well, like I was trying to say… Clark we're going to have triplets!" she explained, jumping up to hug him. Clark hugged her back and then sat the two of them down.
"Lois, I'm really, really happy but you see…" as he said this, he started to stare at his hands, not wanting to look at her.
"…I already knew. I'm really sorry honey," he said, taking her hands, "but when you said I couldn't look at the baby because you didn't want to know the sex, I figured that you wouldn't want to know that either and I couldn't help but pick up three different heart beats a few weeks ago. I hope you don't mind?"
"Oh Clark," she exclaimed, "that was so thoughtful. Though in the future I'd like to know if I didn't specifically ask not to know, okay?" Clark looked up in astonishment at her calm behaviour, but didn't want to press his luck by asking her about it.
"Okay," he agreed, and kissed her gently on the lips, as a thank you for accepting his apology. "So, do you want to go out and celebrate? I know a wonderful little place in Paris that will be just perfect for this occasion."
"That would be wonderful," she replied, and then moved her body closer to his and started to kiss him more passionately.
An hour later, Lois and Clark were lying on their bed with only the blanket to cover themselves. "I think we'd better get dressed or even the S-Express won't get us to France before the restaurant closes. Remember, it's not so early over there," Clark said, as he started to rise.
Half an hour later, Clark was downstairs reading a magazine, already in his Superman suit ready to fly to France, when Lois emerged in the doorway. Clark stood up as she appeared but couldn't tear his eyes away from her. "Wow, you look amazing," were the only words he could get out of his mouth. Lois was wearing a long burgundy dress that went down to her ankles with a slit going right up her left leg. It was low cut with elegant straps. The dress was perfectly shaped so that it showed off every curve on her body. Around her neck lay a modest diamond necklace that Clark had bought her for her last birthday, which glimmered in the light. On her feet she wore black strappy sandals, which complemented the dress perfectly.
"I thought you'd like it," she said. "And what are you wearing?" she asked teasingly as she ran her hand over his chest.
"Besides the Superman suit you mean?" he asked bending down so their lips were almost touching. Lois nodded, and began running kisses down his neck. "Well that's for me to know and you to find out."
With that he bent down and their lips touched in a sweet and passionate kiss. Clark was the first to break the kiss, pulling them apart. "I'd love to stay and continue, but I believe we are due to leave for Europe about now" Having said that, he swooped her up in his arms and gently floated up the stairs and out the window.
"Lois, we're here," Clark said as he gently set his wife down in an alley behind the restaurant and spun into his normal clothes.
They both entered the restaurant and were seated in a quiet spot in the corner. The seating area was outdoors as it was the middle of summer and the temperature was very cosy this time of year. As they were seated, Clark stopped the strolling violinist and requested Lois' favourite song, 'Words of Love.' As the music started playing, Clark got up from his seat and offered his hand to Lois. "Would you like to dance?" he asked.
As he took Lois' hand and they started to dance, Lois whispered, "Clark, I didn't know you could dance in restaurants."
Clark smiled and answered. "Yes, it's sort of a custom in Paris. Many of these outdoor restaurants allow dancing. Why, don't you like it?"
"No, no it's lovely," she quickly reassured him. "Oh, by the way, I love your outfit." With that, she laid her head on her husband's shoulder and they continued to dance softly to the music. Clark smiled at her comment and let himself relax in her arms.
When the song ended they once again took their seats and just stared into each other's eyes enjoying their time together in blissful peace. Clark spotted a waiter selling flowers and bought a single red rose for the woman he loved.
"Oh Clark, it's beautiful," she said and placed it in front of her on the table and leaned over and kissed him. Their kiss grew deeper until a waiter arriving with their champagne and interrupted them.
"Clark, I'm so full. What do you say to splitting dessert?"
"Sounds good to me," he replied, smiling at the thought. "How about one chocolate moose to share?"
"You know me too well," she said, gently kissing him on the lips.
When the waiter came by, Clark ordered the moose and a fresh bottle of champagne. "You know Clark, you may be able to drink all the alcohol you like, but some of us aren't so lucky and have work to do.," Lois said, whispering in his ear so no one else could hear.
"Relax honey, it's Saturday and we don't have to go to work 'til Monday," he said smiling. "Besides, I wouldn't let you get too drunk, not in your 'delicate condition,'" he said laughing softly.
Lois looked at him angrily but then gave in and smiled. "Clark, seriously though, I don't want to be treated like an invalid. I'm perfectly capable of looking after myself."
"I know," he said, and leaned over to kiss her again.
At eleven thirty, by the French clock, Clark and Lois had finished their meal and had left the restaurant. "Honey," Clark asked as they entered the alley arm in arm, "I thought I might take you to a special place I discovered a few days ago, if you don't mind?"
"No, of course not. Where is this special place?" she asked, excitement welling up inside of her.
"Well, that's my surprise, sweetie," he answered, and quickly spun into Superman. He gathered Lois up in his arms and gently lifted into the air, careful not to let anyone else notice.
Lois," he said, looking down at her face which was nuzzled into his chest, "we're almost here so could you close your eyes so as not to spoil the surprise?" Lois did as she was asked and then Clark slowed his speed so they were ready to land. Clark set them down and spun into his regular clothes.
"Honey, can I look now?" came Lois' impatient voice; wanting to be able to see what wonderful place Clark had brought her to.
"Just a couple more minutes, Lois. I want to take you to a certain spot. I'll fly you to it."
Once again he lifted off the ground, but this time he had only reached a few inches of height. Lois heard the flow of water and as they stopped, Clark blew on it and the water parted like a curtain to allow them access to the rest of the dwellings.
"Okay Lois," Clark said as he put Lois down on a large rock at the back of the cavern they had entered. "You can look now."
Lois opened her eyes and what she saw took her breath away. They were sitting in a cave underground with a flowing waterfall in front of them. The water cascaded down to the ground, landing in a pool of water. Above them was a hole allowing the only natural light to enter the cave. The lamp Clark was carrying supplied the rest. The light from the hole hit the pool of water and it glistened as a result. All around the walls and hanging from the ceiling were rock formations in the shape of daggers. Covering them were crystal fragments that looked like a thousand diamonds, sparkling in the night. They were sitting on a rock, which was resting near the end of the pool of water, their feet dangling over the edge.
"Oh Clark, it's gorgeous. Where are we and how did you find this place? It looks like it's never been seen by another human being before."
"Well, I don't think it has," he said, gently kissing her cheek. "As for the over questions, we're in Africa. The other night, after the earthquake in Japan, I decided to take a long route home since you were asleep. When I was flying past Africa I heard a young boy screaming. It turns out he got his leg trapped in the entrance to one of the caves. After he left, I scanned them and discovered this place. It's so well hidden I doubt anyone even knows it exists apart from us."
"Well," said Lois, in a voice that stirred Clark's soul, "I guess we don't have to be worried about being interrupted then, do we?"
"No, we certainly don't." Clark learned forward and gave Lois a deep and passionate kiss. After a few minutes, they broke off the kiss and came up for air. Lois rested her head against Clark's chest, enjoying the view and the quietness that was impossible to find in the city. The only noise was the peaceful flow of the water hitting the pool, sending calm and happiness through her.
After a few moments, Lois broke the silence. "Clark, I think our babies are going to love this place."
Clark heard nothing but peace and relaxation in her voice and knew that in the next few months they were going to have to return as he didn't envision Lois' pregnancy to be at all calm, especially as they weren't entirely sure what might happen since the baby was half Kryptonian "Yes, they are," he responded in a thoughtful tone.
"I think our babies are going to be the luckiest children in the world to have such a wonderful father."
"And a wonderful mother," he pointed out. Lois smiled at this and dove her head deeper into his chest; she closed her eyes and let the humming of the water sent her into a peaceful sleep. Once Clark heard her steady heartbeat, telling him she was asleep, he carefully slipped his arm around her and drifted them out of the cave and into the air.
The next morning Lois and Clark in the kitchen, drinking coffee after consuming a rather large Kansas breakfast Clark had made for them. "Lois, honey, we really need to start to talk about names."
Lois, who was miles away, thinking about their wedding day as she had been doing a lot recently, wasn't really following Clark.
"Whose names?" she asked. Clark smiled and patted her stomach.
"Oh," she said, realising what he meant, and smiled back. "I hadn't given it much thought."
"Well, you know I'm from Kansas, and I was hoping we could keep to the old fashioned way and name them after people we love."
"Yes Clark, that would be nice.
"So we need two girls names and two boys names, but we'll only use three, oh and middle names too. So lets start with the boys. How about Jonathan, after your father and Joel for your birth father, for their first names?"
"That's fine, but what about your family?"
"Oh Clark, you know how I feel about my family."
"But they're still your family Lois and without them, I wouldn't have the most beautiful, wonderful wife imaginable." She smiled at him. Clark really did know how to flatter a girl.
"Okay, lets compromise, we can use my family for the middle names. Fair?"
"Okay," he said sceptically, "if that's what you really want. How about Jonathan Sam, for your father and Joel Mike, for your uncle?" Lois nodded in agreement. "John and Joel Kent. It sounds good."
"No way. It's John and Joel Lane Kent," she said in her determined voice that Clark knew not to mess with.
"I know, honey. Okay, that was pretty easy. What about girl's names?"
"How about Mara and Lara after your mothers?"
"But my mother's name is Martha."
"I know, but Mara and Lara rhyme."
"Fine, what about middle names? Mara Ellen and Lara Lucy Lane Kent?"
"That's great. But we should choose a favourite for the boy's names and girl's names because we will only need three names."
"Yeah, but that's really unfair on the baby that gets the second reject. If we have two boys and decided that if we only have one we'd choose John then Joel would feel like we like John's name better."
"Fine, we'll decide when they're born." Lois stared at her husband with such love and compassion Clark felt tears welling up in his eyes. "Clark, thank you."
"Oh, I don't know. For being born. For loving me. For having these babies with me. I know we're going to such a wonderful family."
She leant over and gave him a tender, loving kiss.
Lois stared down at the three little bundles in her arms. Clark was beside her. She turned to look at him and smiled. She had never felt so happy in all her life. She had the most wonderful, brilliant, super husband in the world and three adorable little babies. "So, what do you think?" she asked him, "John Sam or Joel Mike?" Lois had given birth to two girls and one boy.
"It's up to you, honey."
"I think John Sam." Clark smiled down at her, showing his approval. Lois looked down at her babies. "Hello Mara, Lara and John. Oh Clark," she turned to her husband, "our lives will never be the same again."