Title: Your Life

Author: Jasmine Shigeru

Pairing: Clois

Summary: Lois Lane comes to Smallville not expecting to find her soul mate. When she meets him, her world is turned upside down.

AN: This is a retelling of Season 4.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Smallville nor do I wish I do. This is just for my entertainment and whoever wishes to read it. I am not making any profit from this and do not care to for that matter.

Rating: M

Your Life

By: Jasmine Shigeru

Chapter One: At First Sight

(Crusade)

Frustration did not even cover what Lois Lane was feeling at the moment. She was driving down a dark country road. Tall cornstalks were on the right and tall cornstalks were on the left of her. For miles. She was lost. She was on a mission. She needed answers. She was sure that her cousin's death was no accident and she was determined to know what really happened. She wanted to curse her deceased cousin for this. She loved Chloe, would do anything for her and she missed her, but this search for Clark Kent was annoying.

"K-E-N-T, Kent," Lois almost yelled into her phone. "It's a farm. Do they even have addresses? Look the last super genius I had on the line told me to turn right on Route 31 now I'm totally lost."

She wanted to scream as she listens to the person asked what she saw.

"Oh about a billion stalks of corn," she explained.

A flash of lightning struck down and her phone began ringing in her ear. Then the damned thing died on her.

"That's just great."

She was stressed at the moment. She just wanted to find the Kent Farm and talk to Clark Kent to find out if he could shed some light on what happened to Chloe. And that did not look like that was going to be happening anytime soon. She groaned inwardly as she reached to her passenger side visor and grabbed a cigarette she had put there at the beginning of the night. She was supposed to be quitting.

"If you smoke this, you're gonna spend the rest of the night hating yourself," she told herself.

She tossed the cigarette onto the passenger seat. Deciding a better alternative to the cigarette, she reached into her purse for her Nicorette gum, but before she could find them, another lightning bolt crashed down right in front of her. The lightning-caused her to swerve off the road and into a newly made clearing in the cornstalks. Her car stalls and another flash of light appeared. Instinctively, Lois knew that the flash of light was not an ordinary bolt of lightning. It made her skin tingle and not in the way it did when someone got scared. It was pleasant but not in an erotic way. The tingle felt safe. It felt like home.

Lois stared into the middle of the clearing and saw that a man was laying in the fetal position. She got out of her car to see if the man was okay. She noticed that there were small fires scattered in many places in the circle. She had to be careful.

"Oh my god," she gasped as she sees the man standing. She was slightly shocked. The man's back was very appealing, very muscular. His ass was a very welcomed sight and Lois was wondering about the front of him. He was gorgeous, looked as if he were in good shape, and the tingling from the flash of light seems to intensify the closer she got to him.

"Are you ok?" Lois asked. "What's your name?"

"I don't know," the man answered and his voice made her want to giggle. Lois Lane was not a giggler.

"I need to get you to a hospital," she tried to stay focused on something other than the man's body.

"I'm fine."

Lois gulped. She wanted to say 'yes you are' but for once held her tongue.

"You've been hit by lightning," she said instead. "You're stark naked and you don't even remember your own name. You have a fairly loose definition of fine."

The man turned to face her. He was giving her a once over.

"Look at his face," she told herself trying not to look at the thing, which was quite nice, hanging between his legs.

The man stared at her with interest. He seemed to be reading her.

"I have a blanket in the trunk," Lois said. "Don't move, I'll be right back."

"Wait," the man called and approached her. Lois gulped again as the man stood so close to her that they were almost touching.

Lois stared up at him. They gazed into their eyes and something clicked. It was like they have known each other all their lives. There was an undeniable connection and when the man's hands rubbed up Lois's arm, the tingling Lois had been feeling became even stronger.

They kissed and it was the most powerful kiss Lois had ever felt in her whole life. It was everything. It was happiness, it was passionate, lustful, blissful, warmth, safety, home, arousing all rolled into one. The kiss seemed to go on forever and it was like the man did not need to breathe, but Lois did so it was she who had to pull away first.

Again they were staring into the other's eyes. Lois was in love. It was an all-consuming love.

"Who are you?" the man asked his blue eyes dancing with the shared love they felt.

"Lois, Lois Lane," Lois answered.

"Lois Lane, I am Kal-El," the man said.

"Kal-El? Look, if you can't remember your real name, you don't have to make one up."

Kal-El pulled Lois into his arms. He looked her straight in the eye.

"I know two things right now, my name is Kal-El," he said firmly. "And you Lois Lane are meant to be mine."

Normally, Lois would be offended, but right now she was not. Right now she felt the truth. Kal-El was not lying about his name and they were meant to be together. She gulped nervously before stepping out of Kal-El's arms.

"Well, Kal-El," she said moving back to her car. "I'm still going to get that blanket and take you to the hospital."

Kal-El said nothing he just followed her. He watched Lois open her car door and pull out a red blanket. She held it out for him to take. He stared at her for a brief moment before taking the blanket and wrapping it around his shoulders.

"Looks good on you," Lois commented. "Get in."

Kal-El just stood there. Lois gestured to the passenger side of the car. Kal-El walked over to the door and stood there. Lois groaned and walked over to Kal-El. She stood between the man and the door. She reached for the handle but did not pull open the door. They were close again. They were touching again. Kal-El's hand wrapped around Lois's waist and moved her closer to his body. Lois could hear him smelling her hair. Kal-El moved to rub his nose over her neck and shoulder. Lois's breathing became heavy. She wanted to turn around and kiss Kal-El again. Instead, Lois opened the door and they stepped back to swing it open.

Lois reluctantly moved away from Kal-El and to her side of the car. She got into the driver's seat. Kal-El stared at the seat and picked up the cigarette she had left there.

"Oh," Lois said reaching over to take it from Kal-El. She tossed the thing into the back seat. "Old habit."

Kal-El said nothing and Lois realized he was the silent type.

He got into the car. Lois showed him how to buckle his seatbelt before buckling her own. She started the car and backed out of the cornfield. She turned in the direction she came and proceeded to take Kal-El to the hospital.

At the Smallville Medical Center, Lois made sure Kal-El was wrapped securely in the blanket.

"This is unnecessary," Kal-El said as Lois guided him into the building.

"Look, Kal-El, it will make me feel better," Lois said. "Do you know how many people are struck by lightning every year? Hardly any. You know how many survive? Even less. And the number get picked up by lost drivers? Zero. So far, you're three for three. So, how about a little less complaining and a little more forward motion."

Kal-El paused to stare at her.

"I was meant to find you," he said.

Lois smiled.

"That's all good, but you still need to be checked out."

She approached a registry desk.

"Excuse me, gotta guy here needs immediate attention," Lois said.

"Feel out these admission forms and include proof of insurance," the man at the desk instructed.

"Slight problem, the only thing this guy seems to remember is his name," she lied. "He's got amnesia. So, I'm here to get him looked over."

"You have to stay with him until we can find someone who can ID him. It's hospital policy."

Lois sighed.

"I have no problem with that."

"Good, Now I have to call a deputy to get your statement."

Lois turned to Kal-El just in time to see the blanket fall from his shoulders. She admired the view.

"I think you might want to get him some clothes first," she said.

A little while later, Lois and Kal-El were in a hospital room. Kal-El was dressed in scrubs. They sat across from each other. Lois in a chair by the door and Kal-El on the hospital bed. Kal-El looked bored. Lois looked a bit nervous.

"We should leave here," Kal-El said standing.

Lois stood too.

"We need to stay in the room," she argued.

"I'm not supposed to be here."

Lois took Kal-El by his upper arms. She pushed him back to sit on the bed. Kal-El grabbed her waist and pulled her towards him. Lois sighed. She was exasperated and happy at the same time.

They shared a kiss. Lois smiled and for the first time that night, she noticed Kal-El never smiled.

"God, don't you have any other expression than blank," she said stepping away from him to search through her purse. She was nervous and feeling uncomfortable. It was a bit unsettling to know that her 'soul mate' did not smile. So instead of dwelling on it, she decided to talk about something else.

"I came to Smallville to investigate my cousin's death," Lois explained. "Her name is Chloe Sullivan. Heard of her? Of Course, you haven't."

She finally found her gum. She noticed that Kal-El's expression changed to confusion.

"Nicorette," she said. "I've given up smoking. These are the only things that get me through the day. It started when I was fifteen. It's my father's fault. He said if he ever caught me smoking, he'll kill me. So in a fit of teenage rebellion. I stated then I couldn't stop. Now I've got a gum addiction."

"You talk a lot," Kal-El said. Lois could tell he was amused.

"Well, I'm just not comfortable with uncomfortable silence and you're not exactly keeping up with your end of the conversation."

Lois grabs her cell phone and reads the time.

"45 minutes and still no doctor. You know, if this isn't an indication of small-town medicine, I don't know what is."

"It is time for us to leave," Kal-El said. He stood to leave.

Lois blocks the door.

"Where are you going?" she said.

"We're leaving."

"We are not," Lois insisted.

"I'm leaving."

Lois crosses her arms over chest.

"Well, you're going to have to get through me."

Kal-El grabs Lois's arms and lifts her as if she weighed nothing. It was impressive and for a moment Lois was distracted by how arousing the act was. She did not even move when he left the room for a good minute. When she realized he was actually leaving.

"Hey," she called and followed him.

"Ok, stop," she said when she caught up with him. "What was that?"

Kal-El looked as if he was going to answer when a red-haired woman approached them.

"It's you," she said hugging Kal-El. "Oh god, I thought I lost you forever."

"Who are you?" Kal-El asked.

"It's me, mom," the woman answered.

"Don't take it personally," Lois said. "All he remembers is his name."

She held out her hand for the redhead to shake.

"Lois Lane," Introduced herself. "I found him lying in a field near Route 31."

"Thank you, for helping him."

"Guess I'm a sucker for stray dogs and naked guys."

"Um…" the redhead said.

"Sorry," Lois said. "It's been a long night and I'm nicotine deprived.

The woman ignored her and turned to Kal-El.

"Come on sweetheart," she said. "Let's get you home."

"I'm waiting for the sign," Kal-El told her.

"I think you should have a doctor take a look at him. I'm starting to think that the lightning fried something in his brain," Lois said.

"Um… Lois?" the woman said. "I'm so grateful but this is a family matter."

"Lois is family," Kal-El said. "She is my soul mate."

"Well, I need to speak to you my son alone," the woman insisted.

"Okay, I can take a hint," Lois said. "Here's me backing away."

She goes to leave, Kal-El grabbed her arm and pulled her back. He kissed her passionately.

"Uh…" Lois said when they finished. "I'll just go."

She walked away and stood away from mother and son. She was out of hearing distance. She watched the two. The constant tingling feeling was still warming her skin but fainter now that she had put some distance between herself and Kal-El. The tingling became even fainter as she watched Kal-El and his mother leave. Kal-El gave her one last look.

An orderly passed Lois and she thought it best to inform someone that Kal-El had found someone other than herself that knew him.

"My friend found his mother, I didn't catch her name."

"Martha Kent," the orderly answered as she stared after Kal-El and Martha. "She's in here all the time."

Lois could not believe her ears. The woman was Martha Kent and she had called out Clark when she ran after them. So that meant that Kal-El's name was Clark as well because she still believed his name was Kal-El.

"Kent?" she asked herself more than the orderly. "As in Clark Kent."

She went after the duo.

"Wait a minute," she called. "I have to talk to you."

It was too late, the elevator doors closed and it was the last time she saw Kal-El and Martha that night.

Lois slept in her car that night. She did not really know a place she could go to sleep. She could have tried to find the Kent Farm again but thought it best to not be up all night trying to find it. Instead, after an uncomfortable night's sleep, no coffee and several unsuccessful calls, a grumpy Lois drove to the farm that morning.

She was happy to find the place. She was so glad she did not even bother knocking on the door. She just stepped right in. She saw Martha standing in the kitchen.

"Hey, I tried to call earlier but I kept getting a busy signal," Lois said. "I don't know how you survive without call waiting. Where's Kal-El?"

She knew Kal-El was not there. The tingling was way too soft.

"Clark," Martha said stopping Lois from looking for her son. "His name is Clark and he's upstairs."

Lois held back her skepticism and backed away.

"Right Clark," she said.

"He's sleeping," Martha said pitifully.

Instead of pressing the issue, Lois walked into the kitchen. She smelled something she missed terribly.

"Is that fresh coffee?" She asked helping herself to a mug. "I've been waiting for a cup all day. I can't believe this is the town Starbucks forgot. I heard the only decent coffee shop in town shut down. The Falcon or something like that."

Lois nearly moaned as she took her first sip. It was so good.

"Uh… Lois. I really appreciate everything you did for Clark and I don't mean to be rude but…"

"I didn't just help Clark because I was being a Good Samaritan," Lois explained. "There's this connection between us, a bond. I felt as if I had to help him."

Martha stared at Lois.

"He called you his soul mate."

"I think it's because I am. I can't explain it. I just know. Just like I know he's Clark but he's Kal-El as well. It's just there."

Martha looked as if she did not believe her.

"He wanted you here last night," she said. "It seemed to upset him that you weren't."

"Well, I guess that is why I felt a little more uncomfortable sleeping in my car last night," Lois said with a slight frown. She saw the pitying look that came over Martha's face. "Anyway, I'm not here to talk about that. I think Clark might know something about my cousin Chloe's death."

"I'm sorry for your loss."

"Were she and Clark ever an item? I know that's kinda weird for me to ask considering everything."

"I think for a minute."

Well, that made things a little more awkward.

"It's funny I never thought she would fall for the farm boy type."

"Trust me that can happen to the best of us."

"I guess so," Lois said with a secret smile. "I would prefer if he were a geek with glasses, but hey it seems that my fate has been decided for me."

"Clark has many sides," Martha said. Lois could tell she was avoiding the whole soul mate thing.

"Yeah, I've seen several of them already. Speaking of Clark do you think he'll be up anytime soon?"

"I doubt it," Martha answered weakly with a stutter.

"Right now, he is my only chance to get justice for Chloe. The FBI inquest closed last week. They've ruled the explosion an accident. I mean how many gas leaks do you know of inside of safe houses? And in two weeks Lionel Luthor is going to walk free. And Chloe's death, it would be for nothing."

"I'll have Clark call you if he remembers anything," Martha said.

"You know, Chloe said in her notes that you use to work for Lionel. I'm trying to get into see him, but he keeps refusing me. Any advice?"

Martha gave Lois the most serious look that almost frightened her.

"Stay away. You don't want to get pulled into Lionel's web."

"How did you escape unscathed?"

"I didn't. Goodbye Lois"

"Bye."

Lois left. What Martha had said ate at her for the rest of the day, but it did not stop her from going to see Lionel. She wanted to see his face, she wanted to hear his voice, get a read on the guy. And once she met him, she wasn't all that afraid of him. He was just a powerful man who thought he had all the answers.

After her visit with Lionel Luthor, Lois went to a local florist and bought some flowers. She went to Chloe's grave. She placed the flowers on the grave before falling to her knees before the stone.

"I have a confession to make. I didn't go to your funeral," Lois said to her cousin. "I hate funerals. Dad says everybody does, but it's a way of paying tribute to a life well lead."

She gasped as her vision began to blur as the tears built up in them.

"I hate myself for being weak," she choked. "I just knew the moment I came here, it would make it real. I promise I'll find out who did this to you. Even if I have to do it alone."

Lois swallowed the lump in her throat. She felt the comforting tingle she had been having ever since she met Kal-El. It was stronger than it had been all day.

"You're not alone," Kal-El said.

Lois turns to see her soulmate.

"A fact you've could have shared before you were breathing down my neck," she said wiping her tears away.

"I'm sorry, Lois. I honestly thought you would have felt me through our bond."

Lois rose from the ground to stand in front of him.

"I noticed, just not right away."

"Well, I've noticed you were here."

"Look, Kal-El, I'm glad we've moved beyond the clothing option stage of our relationship," Lois quipped. "I'm glad you even remember me."

"How can I forget my soul mate? Chloe's cousin. Nicorette addiction. Can't stand uncomfortable silences. And please call me Clark."

Lois tried not to blush, but she knew Clark could feel it.

"I guess this means your synopsis are all firing again," she said.

"Look, I can't explain my actions over the past few days, but Chloe was my best friend you're not the only one who misses her."

"I'm just the only one doing something about it."

"Like going to see Lionel Luthor?"

"How did you know?"

"I have superpowers."

Lois laughed.

"I really needed that laugh," she said. "No, really how did you know I went to see Lionel Luthor."

"Really, Lois I have superpowers. I could hear you."

Lois's smile fell.

"Really? Are you one of Chloe's meteor freaks?"

"I'm more of the reason there are meteor freaks."

"Wait, you lost me."

"Look, Lois, I'm not used to telling people about myself. My parents raised me to keep this a secret."

"Go on," Lois said crossing her arms over her chest.

"I'm from another planet, Krypton. I was sent to Earth. When my ship landed, so did the meteors," Clark explained. "My powers are natural. I can hear for miles, maybe all around the world. I am really fast, blurring fast, faster than a speeding bullet fast. I'm strong enough to bend steel with my bare hands. I am invulnerable. And I have x-ray vision."

"Wow," Lois was shocked. "That's impressive."

"You're not freaking out?"

"Oh, I am, but not because you're an alien. That actually explains a lot. I'm actually upset over the fact that you spied on me."

"I was worried about you," Clark said.

"Still, it's disturbing knowing that you can know what I'm doing at all times," Lois said poking Clark's chest with a single finger.

"Don't worry Lois. I'm a good guy. I won't use my powers for evil," Clark said with a smile.

Clark leaned down to kiss Lois but she moved away.

"Not here," she said gesturing to Chloe's grave.

Clark looked over at where his best friend was buried. He stepped back from Lois and cleared his throat.

"I would tell you why I went to see Lionel, but I guess you already know."

"Yeah, that wasn't a smart move Lois, but I get the feeling you like to do things yourself."

"My dad raised me to be independent and self-sufficient."

"That would be one way to describe you," Clark said with a cheeky smile.

"You know the only thing I like about you at the moment is your mom."

"That's a lie."

They shared a smile.

After a moment, Clark shuffled.

"Look, why don't you let me help you find out who did this to Chloe. Come on, you can stay at our house while you're in town. It beats living out of your car."

"So, how did you know I slept in my car?"

Clark tapped his ear.

"That is really creepy."

"I'm not taking no for an answer," Clark said firmly still smiling. "You're mine after all. I can't have you homeless."

"Thanks, but you should know I don't pay attention to curfew and I never make my bed," Lois accepted. "I'll give you some time alone."

She patted Clark's arm and moved away to give him some privacy with Chloe.

END OF CH. 1