I've had this idea bouncing around in my head for a while now, but I'm just starting to get it down on paper, so bear with me. Like it, hate it its your own perogative.

Disclaimer: Don't own anything related to Smallville or Superman, cause if I did Lana and Clark would have been over the moment Lois entered the Smallville Mythos

New Krypton

"Every time? Come on Clark, getting hurt three times does not equal every time."

Ignoring the statement, "Please, I just don't want anything to happen to you. I love you more than you could ever know." As Clark says this he is slowly leaning in until his lips are just brushing against Lois'.

"I hate how you're the only one who can get me to do something, Not even Chloe can do that. But if it'll make you feel better and that you said please, I'll stay home tonight, with you." Lois pulls Clark closer deepening the kiss, letting her tongue slide along his bottom lip, seeking entrance. As Clark opens his mouth, Lois' arms slide around his neck. Clark, too busy picking her up and carrying her to their bedroom, doesn't notice Lois' crossed fingers.

Later that evening, Lois looked across her bed, and seeing her handsome farmboy sound asleep, slowly crept out of bed. Silently she bent down, gathered her cloths, and dressed as quickly as possible. Taking one last look at Clark, Lois silently mouths "Sorry Smallville" and walks out to the front door of their apartment.

30 minutes later, Lois was standing on a street corner of Suicide Slums, bouncing from one foot to the other. Suddenly a voice called out from behind her "Don't turn around. So you're Lois Lane."

"Yes and you must be my mysterious contact from LuthorCorp. So what do you have for me?"

"A message from Lex Luthor himself, 'Goodbye Lois'." At this the man sprang forward, wrapping his arm around Lois' neck. "You should have kept your nose out of Luthor's business, but you were just too curious. It's a shame to have to kill such a beautiful woman, but Luthor pays well. Goodbye Miss Lane." The lights briefly glared off the needle, as the hit man plunged it into Lois' neck.

As Lois collapsed to the ground, she managed to utter a single word, "Clark."

Across the city Clark Kent sat up in bed. Without hesitating Clark got out of bed, and sped towards where he had heard Lois' voice.

Seeing Lois collapsed on the ground brought Clark to his knees beside her. With tears in his eyes he gently pulled Lois into his arms. "Clark."

"It's ok, Lois, its ok, I'm here, don't worry, you'll be alright."

"N-n-not, this time S-s-sma-allville. I I s-sh-should have listened to…to you. D-don't forget me."

"Lois, I could never forget you, but I won't have to, you're going to get better, you have to. I, I don't know what I'd do without you."

"I love you Clark." With this Lois' head fell against Clark's chest.

With tears running down his face, Clark buried his face in Lois' hair, his shoulders shaking with his sobs. To a passerby it would seem as if his whole world had ended. Suddenly Clark sprang to his feat and he disappeared in a gust of wind as his sensitive hearing had picked up "Yes sir, she's dead. She'll never bother you again. Right, goodnight sir."

Just as the phone slipped shut, the man was grabbed by the neck and lifted off the ground. "Who hired you? WHO HIRED YOU? Tell me or you'll which you'd never been born"

Gasping, "It was Lex Luthor." The man crumpled to the ground as Clark released him, and started to crawl backwards as fast as he could, trembling from fear.

"I'll deal with Lex, but first I'll deal with you." Clarks eyes glowed red, and the man was engulfed by flames, his screams soaring through the night.

Clark turned from the clump of ash that had just seconds ago been a living breathing person. With each step he took towards Lois' body, his face changed just a little bit. By the time he had picked her up, Clark Kent's face would have been unrecognizable to anyone who knew him, and those who didn't would run as fast as they could in the opposite direction, for his face was one of pure rage, a face that thirsted for vengeance.