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From:         Kathy Brown <kathybrown91@HOME.COM>
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On Mon, 22 May 2000 13:07:06 EST, -= LuC =- <hyperionx@HOTMAIL.COM> wrote:

 I just heard that there was going to be a
>few official novels that would actually finish Lois & Clark as a TV series,
>you know- tie in all the ends etc etc (Kinda like the unofficial 5th season
>and stuff like that).

Where did you hear this, Luc?  Just as a rumor on the internet?  Or can you
name a specific source for us?

I have heard nothing of this, and to be honest, would fall over in shock if
I
*did* get confirmation of this rumor from a source of any reputation.  While
we'd all be thrilled if it were true, I can't believe there would be a
market
for this book.  Yes, the FoLCs are an active bunch, but we aren't that many
in numbers.  Or at least, so the networks believe.  There was ridiculously
very little in the way of merchandise while the show was on the air and
popular ... I can't believe a "series finale in book form" would be
considered a money-maker after this much time.

I'd recommend sticking to S5 and S6 (or TUFS, if you prefer), rather than
holding your breath for an "official" wrap up to the last episode.

Kathy (who personally believes that S5/6 was as good as anything the actual
show could have given us ... but I'm biased. <g>)
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Im new as well but i think ive already annoyed enough people with all my
essages! hehehehe kidding :)
Nah its heaps of fun getting involved, my friends here in australia have
absolutely no interest in lois and clark whatsoever which is kind of
annoying because i end up watching all my lois and clark videos on my own :(
heheehhe
anyway must go back to my 4,500 word essay! (yay)

Luc.

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>Welcome!!  I'm relatively new here, too, but I can tell you I'm having a
>ball.  Have fun lurking, but don't be afraid to come out of hiding.
>
>Bethy
>
>>Hi! I'm new here, and a friend of mine (thanks
>>Kara!) introduced me to the list, so I guess I'll
>>just be lurking for a while until I get to know
>>people :)
>>
>>/me waves
>>
>>-Whitney
>
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Hey Kathy,
it was written as a link on a sight, but before i say anything more on this
im waiting for confirmation- i sent the guy an email asking him if this were
true or not so im not entirely sure- as you said id be enourmously surprised
as well, and if it is true it would be a nice surprise.. i think.. would it?
heheheh :)

And what you said about merchandise- it was even less in AUstralia i do
believe. So i had to order all my videos (to get the ones i didnt have on
tape) from some UK site (not cheap either).
And the worst part is (ok now im going off topic) that they stopped L&C here
after 04.09 (Ghosts) and didnt show anything after that.
Im babbling. Sorry.

Luc.

>From: Kathy Brown <kathybrown91@HOME.COM>
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>Date: Mon, 22 May 2000 01:20:48 -0500
>
>On Mon, 22 May 2000 13:07:06 EST, -= LuC =- <hyperionx@HOTMAIL.COM> wrote:
>
>  I just heard that there was going to be a
> >few official novels that would actually finish Lois & Clark as a TV
>series,
> >you know- tie in all the ends etc etc (Kinda like the unofficial 5th
>season
> >and stuff like that).
>
>Where did you hear this, Luc?  Just as a rumor on the internet?  Or can you
>name a specific source for us?
>
>I have heard nothing of this, and to be honest, would fall over in shock if
>I
>*did* get confirmation of this rumor from a source of any reputation.
>While
>we'd all be thrilled if it were true, I can't believe there would be a
>market
>for this book.  Yes, the FoLCs are an active bunch, but we aren't that many
>in numbers.  Or at least, so the networks believe.  There was ridiculously
>very little in the way of merchandise while the show was on the air and
>popular ... I can't believe a "series finale in book form" would be
>considered a money-maker after this much time.
>
>I'd recommend sticking to S5 and S6 (or TUFS, if you prefer), rather than
>holding your breath for an "official" wrap up to the last episode.
>
>Kathy (who personally believes that S5/6 was as good as anything the actual
>show could have given us ... but I'm biased. <g>)

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On Sun, 21 May 2000 14:26:10 -0600 Erin Klingler <erink@IDA.NET> wrote:

> I need to know what the Army/Navy, etc. would call a "walkie talkie."
Surely there's a special name for those things, one that doesn't sound
so 10-year old-ish. <g> <

I'm no spec-ops type, but I suspect that they just call it a "radio".
There are designations, and details about type of link, satellite/GPS
links, encryption, etc., but nobody talks about that when they're using
them unless they need to mention the technicalities.

Phil
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Date:         Mon, 22 May 2000 19:08:05 +1000
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From:         Jenny or Joe Stosser <jenerator@FREE.NET.AU>
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Luc,
I gather you're in Australia?  I am in Melbourne, and here they DID show
eps beyond Ghosts.  As I recall, they announced after Ghosts aired that it
was the end of the season, as we had just about caught up with the US
airings.  They took a break and later in the year showed the rest of the
eps in a haphazard way, mostly on Saturday or Sunday afternoons, with
little or no advertising.  (By this time, I'd seen the final eps on tape
from the US and the UK, so I didn't bother trying to catch them on tv.)
Jen
At 04:30 PM 22/05/2000 -0500, -= LuC =- wrote:

>Hey Kathy,
>it was written as a link on a sight, but before i say anything more on this
>im waiting for confirmation- i sent the guy an email asking him if this
were
>true or not so im not entirely sure- as you said id be enourmously
surprised
>as well, and if it is true it would be a nice surprise.. i think.. would
it?
>heheheh :)
>
>And what you said about merchandise- it was even less in AUstralia i do
>believe. So i had to order all my videos (to get the ones i didnt have on
>tape) from some UK site (not cheap either).
>And the worst part is (ok now im going off topic) that they stopped L&C
here
>after 04.09 (Ghosts) and didnt show anything after that.
>Im babbling. Sorry.
>
>Luc.
>
>>From: Kathy Brown <kathybrown91@HOME.COM>
>>Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic"
>>    <LOISCLA-GENERAL-L@LISTSERV.INDIANA.EDU>
>>To: LOISCLA-GENERAL-L@LISTSERV.INDIANA.EDU
>>Subject: Re: has anyone heard anything... (L&C books)
>>Date: Mon, 22 May 2000 01:20:48 -0500
>>
>>On Mon, 22 May 2000 13:07:06 EST, -= LuC =- <hyperionx@HOTMAIL.COM> wrote:
>>
>>  I just heard that there was going to be a
>> >few official novels that would actually finish Lois & Clark as a TV
>>series,
>> >you know- tie in all the ends etc etc (Kinda like the unofficial 5th
>>season
>> >and stuff like that).
>>
>>Where did you hear this, Luc?  Just as a rumor on the internet?  Or can
you
>>name a specific source for us?
>>
>>I have heard nothing of this, and to be honest, would fall over in shock
if
>>I
>>*did* get confirmation of this rumor from a source of any reputation.
>>While
>>we'd all be thrilled if it were true, I can't believe there would be a
>>market
>>for this book.  Yes, the FoLCs are an active bunch, but we aren't that
many
>>in numbers.  Or at least, so the networks believe.  There was ridiculously
>>very little in the way of merchandise while the show was on the air and
>>popular ... I can't believe a "series finale in book form" would be
>>considered a money-maker after this much time.
>>
>>I'd recommend sticking to S5 and S6 (or TUFS, if you prefer), rather than
>>holding your breath for an "official" wrap up to the last episode.
>>
>>Kathy (who personally believes that S5/6 was as good as anything the
actual
>>show could have given us ... but I'm biased. <g>)
>
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>Diyan wrote:
>>
>> Luc- the only "published" novel I know of is C.J. Cherryh's _Lois &
Clark:
>> a Superman novel_, isbn 0-7615-0482-6, from Prima Publishing.
>
>Actually, there are three small paperback book by Michael Jan Friedman,
>as I remember. I can't remember their names or who published them
>because my copies are at my parents' house.

They are called "Heatwave", "Deadly Games" and "Exile", I think.
~Larissa~
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Hello Jenny (or joe:)
I was under the impression that those were going to be just repeats of
season one :( silly me :)
Im in melbourne as well by the way- do you still have tapes of the rest of
the fourth season? im so annoyed that i didnt get to see them and i feel a
great hole in my life :) I would absolutely love to see them...
where can i get them from? (luc looks around desperate) :)
Thanks,
L.

>From: Jenny or Joe Stosser <jenerator@FREE.NET.AU>
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>Date: Mon, 22 May 2000 19:08:05 +1000
>
>Luc,
>I gather you're in Australia?  I am in Melbourne, and here they DID show
>eps beyond Ghosts.  As I recall, they announced after Ghosts aired that it
>was the end of the season, as we had just about caught up with the US
>airings.  They took a break and later in the year showed the rest of the
>eps in a haphazard way, mostly on Saturday or Sunday afternoons, with
>little or no advertising.  (By this time, I'd seen the final eps on tape
>from the US and the UK, so I didn't bother trying to catch them on tv.)
>Jen
>At 04:30 PM 22/05/2000 -0500, -= LuC =- wrote:
>
>>Hey Kathy,
>>it was written as a link on a sight, but before i say anything more on
>>this
>>im waiting for confirmation- i sent the guy an email asking him if this
>>were
>>true or not so im not entirely sure- as you said id be enourmously
>>surprised
>>as well, and if it is true it would be a nice surprise.. i think.. would
>>it?
>>heheheh :)
>>
>>And what you said about merchandise- it was even less in AUstralia i do
>>believe. So i had to order all my videos (to get the ones i didnt have on
>>tape) from some UK site (not cheap either).
>>And the worst part is (ok now im going off topic) that they stopped L&C
>>here
>>after 04.09 (Ghosts) and didnt show anything after that.
>>Im babbling. Sorry.
>>
>>Luc.
>>
>>>From: Kathy Brown <kathybrown91@HOME.COM>
>>>Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic"
>>>    <LOISCLA-GENERAL-L@LISTSERV.INDIANA.EDU>
>>>To: LOISCLA-GENERAL-L@LISTSERV.INDIANA.EDU
>>>Subject: Re: has anyone heard anything... (L&C books)
>>>Date: Mon, 22 May 2000 01:20:48 -0500
>>>
>>>On Mon, 22 May 2000 13:07:06 EST, -= LuC =- <hyperionx@HOTMAIL.COM>
>>>wrote:
>>>
>>>  I just heard that there was going to be a
>>> >few official novels that would actually finish Lois & Clark as a TV
>>>series,
>>> >you know- tie in all the ends etc etc (Kinda like the unofficial 5th
>>>season
>>> >and stuff like that).
>>>
>>>Where did you hear this, Luc?  Just as a rumor on the internet?  Or can
>>>you
>>>name a specific source for us?
>>>
>>>I have heard nothing of this, and to be honest, would fall over in shock
>>>if
>>>I
>>>*did* get confirmation of this rumor from a source of any reputation.
>>>While
>>>we'd all be thrilled if it were true, I can't believe there would be a
>>>market
>>>for this book.  Yes, the FoLCs are an active bunch, but we aren't that
>>>many
>>>in numbers.  Or at least, so the networks believe.  There was
>>>ridiculously
>>>very little in the way of merchandise while the show was on the air and
>>>popular ... I can't believe a "series finale in book form" would be
>>>considered a money-maker after this much time.
>>>
>>>I'd recommend sticking to S5 and S6 (or TUFS, if you prefer), rather than
>>>holding your breath for an "official" wrap up to the last episode.
>>>
>>>Kathy (who personally believes that S5/6 was as good as anything the
>>>actual
>>>show could have given us ... but I'm biased. <g>)
>>
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>All of the books mentioned - and I believe these are all which are
>available - can be found via www.amazon.com (or, I assume, its
>international subsidiaries), by entering 'Lois and Clark' into the site's
>search feature. But, as Diyan implied, the Cherryh book wasn't considered
>to be all that good by FoLCs, and the reviews on the Amazon site (several
>of which I think are written by FoLCS, including my own) confirm this.
>
>My own view: stick to fanfic, because the best in fanfic is far better than
>the published novels!
>
>
>Wendy

I agree! I didn't particularly like Cherryh's book. I didn't want to admit
that because I don't like to admit that I dislike anything to do with Lois
and Clark. That's the only thing though, I promise!
~Larissa~
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>Hey Kathy,
>it was written as a link on a sight, but before i say anything more on this
>im waiting for confirmation- i sent the guy an email asking him if this
were
>true or not so im not entirely sure- as you said id be enourmously
surprised
>as well, and if it is true it would be a nice surprise.. i think.. would
it?
>heheheh :)
>
>And what you said about merchandise- it was even less in AUstralia i do
>believe. So i had to order all my videos (to get the ones i didnt have on
>tape) from some UK site (not cheap either).
>And the worst part is (ok now im going off topic) that they stopped L&C
here
>after 04.09 (Ghosts) and didnt show anything after that.
>Im babbling. Sorry.
>
>Luc.
>
Wow, you were even worse off than me! I didn't get any episodes after "Lois
and Clarks" here in Darwin.
~Larissa~

>>From: Kathy Brown <kathybrown91@HOME.COM>
>>Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic"
>>    <LOISCLA-GENERAL-L@LISTSERV.INDIANA.EDU>
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>>Subject: Re: has anyone heard anything... (L&C books)
>>Date: Mon, 22 May 2000 01:20:48 -0500
>>
>>On Mon, 22 May 2000 13:07:06 EST, -= LuC =- <hyperionx@HOTMAIL.COM> wrote:
>>
>>  I just heard that there was going to be a
>> >few official novels that would actually finish Lois & Clark as a TV
>>series,
>> >you know- tie in all the ends etc etc (Kinda like the unofficial 5th
>>season
>> >and stuff like that).
>>
>>Where did you hear this, Luc?  Just as a rumor on the internet?  Or can
you
>>name a specific source for us?
>>
>>I have heard nothing of this, and to be honest, would fall over in shock
if
>>I
>>*did* get confirmation of this rumor from a source of any reputation.
>>While
>>we'd all be thrilled if it were true, I can't believe there would be a
>>market
>>for this book.  Yes, the FoLCs are an active bunch, but we aren't that
many
>>in numbers.  Or at least, so the networks believe.  There was ridiculously
>>very little in the way of merchandise while the show was on the air and
>>popular ... I can't believe a "series finale in book form" would be
>>considered a money-maker after this much time.
>>
>>I'd recommend sticking to S5 and S6 (or TUFS, if you prefer), rather than
>>holding your breath for an "official" wrap up to the last episode.
>>
>>Kathy (who personally believes that S5/6 was as good as anything the
actual
>>show could have given us ... but I'm biased. <g>)
>
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> Kathy (who personally believes that S5/6 was as good as anything the
actual
> show could have given us ... but I'm biased. <g>)

No, Kathy, it wasn't as good - in many cases, it was *better*!

Wendy

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I'm one of those who have uploaded some stories to this site and
occasionally check to see what else is in the L&C section there. It
certainly is a good resource, and a way of getting L&C fic some wider
circulation.

But Rat mentioned an unprintable suggestion someone had sent her after
reading one of her stories there, which leads to something I really don't
like about the site. The facility to add a review at the end of a story is -
frequently - a very nice idea. But I've noticed that some people (if they
can be dignified with that appellation) are leaving some truly offensive
comments. I saw one just now on a story I personally think is very good -
and it also happens to be the author's first fic - and I'm just so glad that
writer posted her story within FoLCdom first and was told how good it was,
rather than that comment being her first bit of feedback.

It reminds me once again how fortunate we are that FoLCdom is such a *nice*
community!

Wendy

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YES!!!!!!!

Thanks for bringing a gleam of light into my (right now) darkest hour.

Charlotte
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I don't know Jessi,  It read pretty well to me.  What
do the rest of you think?

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Date:         Mon, 22 May 2000 09:13:01 -0500
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From:         SUBSCRIBE Lab Rat <labrat@CABLEINET.CO.UK>
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On Mon, 22 May 2000 12:21:37 +0100, Wendy Richards
<w.m.richards@HRM.KEELE.AC.UK> wrote:

But I've noticed that some people (if they
>can be dignified with that appellation) are leaving some truly offensive
>comments. I saw one just now on a story I personally think is very good -
>and it also happens to be the author's first fic - and I'm just so glad
that
>writer posted her story within FoLCdom first and was told how good it was,
>rather than that comment being her first bit of feedback.
>
>It reminds me once again how fortunate we are that FoLCdom is such a *nice*
>community!

Amen to that, Wendy. If it's the one that I'm thinking of I wouldn't even
call it a review. More of a personal attack, which is slightly disturbing,
because it suggests a level of personal knowledge about the author. I would
certainly hope that the author in question would give it as little thought
as it deserves. It's not worthy of consideration imo. I guess that's the
risk you take though. Sometimes, a public forum just brings out the
maggots. Did feel a little slimed reading that one though. It reads so
petty and mean for the sake of it.

One thing that astounds me about the site is the new 'sign your review'
facility. Apparently introduced to stop people posting reviews and claiming
to be someone else when they do. Grief, some people must led very boring
lives if that's their idea of fun and entertainment!

LabRat :)
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Date:         Mon, 22 May 2000 12:08:18 EDT
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Erin-  Thanks for the great new installment!  This is a first class story.
I
know I'm not alone in hoping that you will write more very soon.  Having
been
in your sleepless shoes years ago, I hesitate to push you <gr>, however L&C
are STILL IN THE CAVE!           LaurieD
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Oh, thank you, Erin!  I know how difficult it must
have been for you to write this in the midst of the
chaos that always attends having a newborn.  I'll be
looking forward to the next little snippet you have
time to write.

Irene

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Date:         Mon, 22 May 2000 20:24:35 +0200
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Wendy wrote:
> But I've noticed that some people (if they
> >can be dignified with that appellation) are leaving some truly offensive
> >comments. I saw one just now on a story I personally think is very good -
> >and it also happens to be the author's first fic - and I'm just so glad
> that
> >writer posted her story within FoLCdom first and was told how good it
was,
> >rather than that comment being her first bit of feedback.

I think I know which comment you're refering to, and really, I was shocked
when I read that about such a sweet and nice story. How can someone write
such a nasty comment? This person should go rewatch the show to understand
what makes a good story! That fanfic is definitely one of the kind :)

Helene :)
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Date:         Mon, 22 May 2000 11:31:04 -0700
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Hi Kathy:

> I'd recommend sticking to S5 and S6 (or TUFS, if you prefer), rather than
> holding your breath for an "official" wrap up to the last episode.
>
> Kathy (who personally believes that S5/6 was as good as anything the
actual
> show could have given us ... but I'm biased. <g>)

---How right you are.  When I discovered this list I had already read TUFS,
and I was thrilled to find S/5 and S/6.  Taken all together, they made a
good if not entirely satisfactory ending to the series--we didn't get to SEE
it.  But perhaps it's as it should be 'cause, as we all know now, L&C is the
never-ending story.  Jude
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Labrat said:
>Amen to that, Wendy. If it's the one that I'm thinking of I wouldn't even
>call it a review. More of a personal attack, which is slightly disturbing,
>because it suggests a level of personal knowledge about the author. I would
>certainly hope that the author in question would give it as little thought
>as it deserves. It's not worthy of consideration imo. I guess that's the
>risk you take though. Sometimes, a public forum just brings out the
>maggots. Did feel a little slimed reading that one though. It reads so
>petty and mean for the sake of it.

If you're talking about what I think you are, the author in question would
be me, and the review isn't quite as bad as it seems.

Apparently, "Have a bad day," is almost a trademarked phrase of one of my
younger brother's friends. (Such sweet friends my brother has, huh?)  If my
brother's friend was the reviewer, it would make sense.  He knew I had
fanfiction posted at that site, and I've noticed younger boys seem to think
half their purpose in life is to bug any and all older sisters they run
across.

So, you see, if the reviewer seems to have all the maturity of a twelve year
old, there's a reason for that.  He is a twelve year old. :-)

Anyway, the plan my brother and I made to find out if the kid is really the
phantom reviewer is going to be fun. (and don't worry.  It's not even
remotely mean.  I'm not gonna stoop to that. <g>)  So I'm definitely not all
that upset by this.

Jessi
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Wendy voiced her concerns:

>But Rat mentioned an unprintable suggestion someone had sent her after
>reading one of her stories there, which leads to something I really don't
>like about the site. The facility to add a review at the end of a story is
-
>frequently - a very nice idea. But I've noticed that some people (if they
>can be dignified with that appellation) are leaving some truly offensive
>comments. I saw one just now on a story I personally think is very good -
>and it also happens to be the author's first fic - and I'm just so glad
that
>writer posted her story within FoLCdom first and was told how good it was,
>rather than that comment being her first bit of feedback.

Wendy, be grateful that you were introduced to the site AFTER they did away
with the "ratings" system. They used to offer, in the review, a choice of
rating the story from 1 to 10, aside from posting comments. Then there was
a page on the site that offered stats on most frequently read story and
highest rated story.

Well, you can guess what happened: anytime that a story that wasn't about
Pokemon or Harry Potter made it into the top twenty, all the cute wee ones
went rushing to give that story the lowest rating possible, in order to
drive it off the list. Such reviews, of course, remained permanently
attached to the story -- unless the author removed the story and uploaded
it again, in which case you would see in the story's blurb, "Uploaded again
because of the ********** (asterisks added at random) that said my story
was awful!"

To be honest, I really don't understand why so many LnC authors felt it was
worth their while to publish their stories on FF.net. The place is, to put
it bluntly, a slush pile -- poorly edited (or non-edited) stories with
typos and spelling errors outweigh the occasional good story by at least
fifty to one. And as a few of you commented on Zoom's message boards, there
is nothing to stop a 13-year-old -- or younger -- from reading a story
rated NC-17. The atmosphere is hostile, few people offer postive
feedback... Really, why do you want to be a part of it?

Posting a link in their links page to the archive? By all means. But
putting yoru stories on the site? I'd be interested to hear why you even
*want* to do that.

Hazel

(flaming the site, not the LnC authors who have stories there)
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Well, all the stories have been correctly identified except the last one,
so here's an extra clue:

>-- a news team from Channel 5

This story also has an empty men's room.

Remember, it's a closed book scavenger hunt! :)

Hazel
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S
P
O
I
L
E
R

S
P
A
C
E

Oh!! I know this now.  'To Wake from a Dream' by
Mobile Richard.  (I find it very odd that one of my
two favourite writers in LnC fanfic has the last name
Richard and the other has the last name Richards!)

Irene

--- Hazel <zis-s@ACTCOM.CO.IL> wrote:
> Well, all the stories have been correctly identified
> except the last one,
> so here's an extra clue:
>
> >-- a news team from Channel 5
>
> This story also has an empty men's room.
>
> Remember, it's a closed book scavenger hunt! :)
>
> Hazel

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Date:         Mon, 22 May 2000 18:19:59 -0500
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From:         Wendy Richards <wendy@KINGSMEADOWCR.FREESERVE.CO.UK>
Subject:      Re: FF.net site

Hazel asked:

>Posting a link in their links page to the archive? By all means. But
>putting yoru stories on the site? I'd be interested to hear why you even
>*want* to do that.

For me, it had nothing to do with getting a wider audience for *my*
stories, but getting a wider audience for L&C fanfic more generally. Here's
this site, with categories for just about everything you could think of,
and an L&C category available... completely empty?? Okay, we all know that
there's 1200+ stories on the Archive, with more being submitted all the
time, but what about people with a casual interest in L&C who know nothing
about our fandom, but might read a story if they found it on a more general
site like ff.net? If we can introduce them to our fandom and the terrific
stories which exist here - and lead them over to the Archive - then it's
worth doing, and I'll take the risk of one or two hostile 'reviews.'

So that's my reasoning; and I've been interested to see that the same
person has reviewed several stories there now, someone I don't think is a
FoLC. I see that as a minor success <g> and hope there'll be more like
him/her.

Oh, and yes: I'm equally glad they've done away with that rating scheme!
Having skimmed a couple of categories containing the kiddie-fics, I can
easily guess what might have made it to the top!

Jessi: thanks for the explanation, and I'm very glad it's just a friend of
your brother's kidding around. Have fun getting your revenge! But one good
side-effect has been that you've got some terrific reviews as a result,
including one from the non-FoLC I mentioned.

Wendy
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>Hazel asked:
>
>>Posting a link in their links page to the archive? By all means. But
>>putting yoru stories on the site? I'd be interested to hear why you even
>>*want* to do that.
>

And Wendy answered:

>For me, it had nothing to do with getting a wider audience for *my*
>stories, but getting a wider audience for L&C fanfic more generally. Here's
>this site, with categories for just about everything you could think of,
>and an L&C category available... completely empty?? Okay, we all know that
>there's 1200+ stories on the Archive, with more being submitted all the
>time, but what about people with a casual interest in L&C who know nothing
>about our fandom, but might read a story if they found it on a more general
>site like ff.net?

Wendy, the answer to your question is found *in* my question: to wit,
posting links in the links section, or devising a banner for the archive.
If someone *was* interested in LnC fanfic, they would be just as likely to
check out the links page as they would the page on the site. My opinion, of
course. :)

Hazel
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As one of the ones to originally suggest that we post our stories there, I
do want to answer.  I felt like having the entire lois and clark category
empty implied a lack of interest and involvement that's just not true.  And
I hoped that by posting our stories there, we'd possibly draw in more
fans--people who liked the show and weren't aware that there were stories
and an active community, other people who were still interested in the show
too.  I don't think a list on their links page would do it--I've never gone
to a link from the page, and I've never checked their links page at all.
But I did post my one nfic there, and I put at the end "for more lois and
clark fanfiction, try http://www.lncfanfic.com".

And another reason was for the exposure.  Since I posted my story, I found
that according to the stats, 115 people have at least opened it to read it,
and I've gotten three positive feedbacks from people who I don't recognize
as folcs.  (and that's also three more than I received from the folc
community when I posted it).

I cordially disagree, both that fanfiction.net is a 'slush pile' and that
the ratio of good to bad stories is one in fifty.  I know that there are
plenty of low-quality stories on the
fanfiction.net site, definitely.  but there are also a lot of quite good
stories.  I've become somewhat active in the buffy the vampire slayer/angel
fandom, and I've found fanfiction.net to be a great place to find good
stories.  Of course there's the dregs too--but oh well.  As to the
atmosphere being hostile--I don't see it.  I don't see any atmosphere there
at all, really.  It's a resource, another forum--and that's it.  No group or
community--the mailing lists connected to it are a joke.  I just
unsubscribed because they were a waste of time.  i don't think there's a
cohesive group of writers or readers attached to it at all.

I think that sometimes, when we stay inside the folc community, we forget
just how nice, and how thoughtful and considerate we are.  We go to places
like fanfiction.net and are surprised by 13 year olds without self control,
people who are rude and mean for no reason, etc.  And--we shouldn't be.
Unfortunately that's the rule, and the folcs are the exception.   a
wonderful exception, and one I relish and treasure.  But it's not the norm.
So in my opinion, ff.net isn't any better or any worse than any other public
forum.

though my opinion of the site might be rose-colored; I've written Buffy
stories focusing on a romantic pairing that is despised within much of the
fandom, and surprisingly, I haven't gotten any nasty remarks for it.

so... I guess that's it.  more exposure, to bring in more fans... which I
just don't think a banner or a link  would do.   I think it's a great thing
to have good quality stories there.

cerise
(and I didn't address the issue of 13 year olds getting access to nc-17
stuff because it's not an issue to me.  People who are concerned about it
simply shouldn't post their stories there.  The lois and clark fandom also
seems to be the only one to keep such stringent safeguards, passwords and so
forth.  It's great for those who find it important, but it's another thing
that's not the norm.  Most adult-oriented archives simply have a 'dont'
enter if you're not old enough' warning on the entrance.)

----- Original Message -----
From: Hazel <zis-s@ACTCOM.CO.IL>
To: <LOISCLA-GENERAL-L@LISTSERV.INDIANA.EDU>
Sent: Monday, May 22, 2000 7:10 PM
Subject: Re: FF.net site
--cut stuff about the rating system no longer in use--

> To be honest, I really don't understand why so many LnC authors felt it
was
> worth their while to publish their stories on FF.net. The place is, to put
> it bluntly, a slush pile -- poorly edited (or non-edited) stories with
> typos and spelling errors outweigh the occasional good story by at least
> fifty to one. And as a few of you commented on Zoom's message boards,
there
> is nothing to stop a 13-year-old -- or younger -- from reading a story
> rated NC-17. The atmosphere is hostile, few people offer postive
> feedback... Really, why do you want to be a part of it?
>
> Posting a link in their links page to the archive? By all means. But
> putting yoru stories on the site? I'd be interested to hear why you even
> *want* to do that.
>
> Hazel
>
> (flaming the site, not the LnC authors who have stories there)
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> Well, all the stories have been correctly identified except the last one,
> so here's an extra clue:
>
> >-- a news team from Channel 5
>
> This story also has an empty men's room.
>

Ooh, ooh, I know this one!  (Thanks for the extra clue ;)

s
p
o
i
l
e
r
s
p
a
c
e

This was by Mobile Richard ... To Wake From a Dream.  One of my
favorites, actually...
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Natalie:  "Jeremy, one day you will see that my love
for you isn't the product of licquor-induced mood swings,
and that I'm yours for the taking, at your command,
and that the day I broke up with you was the most
regrettable day of my life."
Jeremy:  "Okay.  But, I broke up with you."
Natalie:  "I find you loathsome, and my hatred of you
knows no bounds."
--relationships can be a little rocky on SportsNight :)
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Date:         Mon, 22 May 2000 20:49:51 EDT
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Hi,

I'm looking for a fanfic.  I believe the title of the story is called "Let
it
be me."  I don't remember author's name but I kind of remember the
storyline.
 Lois and Clark met during their college year and fell in love and Clark
asked Lois to marry but Lois refused to marry Clark.  They grew apart and
Clark got married with other woman, I believe it was Lana.  Clark have one
daughter named Brittany(?) and they got divorced.  Clark got job at the
Daily
Planet and it's when Lois and Clark reunite.  But unfortunately Lois was
going out with Dan and Dan asked Lois to marry and she accept it.  But at
the
end, Lois did not marry with Dan but she got married with Clark.  I really
want to reread it.  Could somebody please let me know where could I find
this
story?  Thank you in advance!!!
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On Mon, 22 May 2000 20:49:51 EDT, No Name Available <Tmck724@AOL.COM> wrote:

>Hi,
>
>I'm looking for a fanfic.  I believe the title of the story is called "Let
it
>be me."  I don't remember author's name but I kind of remember the
storyline.
> Lois and Clark met during their college year and fell in love and Clark
>asked Lois to marry but Lois refused to marry Clark.

<snip>

Well, if this were a "Kathy's Challenge", I would be completely stumped. <g>
This one doesn't sound even vaguely familiar to me, so I'll venture that
this
story is not on the Archive.  Anyone else remember it?

Kathy
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After all the fuss about the Darkest Hour, I went to the archives to begin
reading the past parts...but where are parts 26 and 27? The archives only
included the Intro to part 25, then had part 28.

Thanks!
SuperLorie
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I agree that it is a great story, unfortunately this was not the first time
I
have read it. I read it when I found it somewhere in the archive. It is a
great story. Good job! :)
                                            -Teri44isme@yahoo.com
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Well put! Everything you said is soo 128% right. (especially the bit about
the 13 year olds (not to imply any 13 year olds that may be on here).. we're
all nice arent we :)

L.

>From: Dana <cndcherry@MINDSPRING.COM>
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>Date: Mon, 22 May 2000 20:37:54 -0400
>
>As one of the ones to originally suggest that we post our stories there, I
>do want to answer.  I felt like having the entire lois and clark category
>empty implied a lack of interest and involvement that's just not true.  And
>I hoped that by posting our stories there, we'd possibly draw in more
>fans--people who liked the show and weren't aware that there were stories
>and an active community, other people who were still interested in the show
>too.  I don't think a list on their links page would do it--I've never gone
>to a link from the page, and I've never checked their links page at all.
>But I did post my one nfic there, and I put at the end "for more lois and
>clark fanfiction, try http://www.lncfanfic.com".
>
>And another reason was for the exposure.  Since I posted my story, I found
>that according to the stats, 115 people have at least opened it to read it,
>and I've gotten three positive feedbacks from people who I don't recognize
>as folcs.  (and that's also three more than I received from the folc
>community when I posted it).
>
>I cordially disagree, both that fanfiction.net is a 'slush pile' and that
>the ratio of good to bad stories is one in fifty.  I know that there are
>plenty of low-quality stories on the
>fanfiction.net site, definitely.  but there are also a lot of quite good
>stories.  I've become somewhat active in the buffy the vampire slayer/angel
>fandom, and I've found fanfiction.net to be a great place to find good
>stories.  Of course there's the dregs too--but oh well.  As to the
>atmosphere being hostile--I don't see it.  I don't see any atmosphere there
>at all, really.  It's a resource, another forum--and that's it.  No group
>or
>community--the mailing lists connected to it are a joke.  I just
>unsubscribed because they were a waste of time.  i don't think there's a
>cohesive group of writers or readers attached to it at all.
>
>I think that sometimes, when we stay inside the folc community, we forget
>just how nice, and how thoughtful and considerate we are.  We go to places
>like fanfiction.net and are surprised by 13 year olds without self control,
>people who are rude and mean for no reason, etc.  And--we shouldn't be.
>Unfortunately that's the rule, and the folcs are the exception.   a
>wonderful exception, and one I relish and treasure.  But it's not the norm.
>So in my opinion, ff.net isn't any better or any worse than any other
>public
>forum.
>
>though my opinion of the site might be rose-colored; I've written Buffy
>stories focusing on a romantic pairing that is despised within much of the
>fandom, and surprisingly, I haven't gotten any nasty remarks for it.
>
>so... I guess that's it.  more exposure, to bring in more fans... which I
>just don't think a banner or a link  would do.   I think it's a great thing
>to have good quality stories there.
>
>cerise
>(and I didn't address the issue of 13 year olds getting access to nc-17
>stuff because it's not an issue to me.  People who are concerned about it
>simply shouldn't post their stories there.  The lois and clark fandom also
>seems to be the only one to keep such stringent safeguards, passwords and
>so
>forth.  It's great for those who find it important, but it's another thing
>that's not the norm.  Most adult-oriented archives simply have a 'dont'
>enter if you're not old enough' warning on the entrance.)
>
>----- Original Message -----
>From: Hazel <zis-s@ACTCOM.CO.IL>
>To: <LOISCLA-GENERAL-L@LISTSERV.INDIANA.EDU>
>Sent: Monday, May 22, 2000 7:10 PM
>Subject: Re: FF.net site
>--cut stuff about the rating system no longer in use--
>
> > To be honest, I really don't understand why so many LnC authors felt it
>was
> > worth their while to publish their stories on FF.net. The place is, to
>put
> > it bluntly, a slush pile -- poorly edited (or non-edited) stories with
> > typos and spelling errors outweigh the occasional good story by at least
> > fifty to one. And as a few of you commented on Zoom's message boards,
>there
> > is nothing to stop a 13-year-old -- or younger -- from reading a story
> > rated NC-17. The atmosphere is hostile, few people offer postive
> > feedback... Really, why do you want to be a part of it?
> >
> > Posting a link in their links page to the archive? By all means. But
> > putting yoru stories on the site? I'd be interested to hear why you even
> > *want* to do that.
> >
> > Hazel
> >
> > (flaming the site, not the LnC authors who have stories there)

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>On Mon, 22 May 2000 20:49:51 EDT, No Name Available <Tmck724@AOL.COM>
wrote:

>Hi,
>
>I'm looking for a fanfic.  I believe the title of the story is called "Let
it
>be me."  I don't remember author's name but I kind of remember the
storyline.
> Lois and Clark met during their college year and fell in love and Clark
>asked Lois to marry but Lois refused to marry Clark.

I found a dead linc (sorry) Let it Be Me was on Mary's Lois and Clark
Fanfic Basement on AOL, but I don't know if it's been moved...

Here's the original link, maybe someone knows how to get in touch with her..

http://members.aol.com/meg4076/meg.html

Kath
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**Cross-posted to both the LoisandClarkNAOS list and the LOISCLA fanfic
list.

For years, I've helped Steve Younis out with the Lois and Clark section
of the Superman Homepage <http://www.fandom.com/Superman>, but I really
don't have time anymore.  (Hey, it's all I can do to find time to lurk
here, sometimes!)  Anyway, if there's anybody here who knows what has
happened to these two sites he's asking me about, would you mind writing
directly to Steve and letting him know?  <mailto:steve@younis.com.au>
Also, if you know of any new sites that should be added to his Lois and
Clark page, let him know.  I don't think I've sent him any new links in
about a year or so.

Steve is looking for two pages in particular:

Les's Teri Net <http://www.teri.net/loisclark.htm> and

The Greatest Quotes of Lois and Clark
<http://pantheon.yale.edu/~amandake/LnC/superaek.html>

Anybody have any ideas where they might be?

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The World Wide Web has made it possible for anyone to find in five
hours what a competent librarian can find in five minutes. :-)
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In a message dated 5/22/2000 9:01:46 PM Eastern Daylight Time,
Tmck724@AOL.COM writes:

<< I'm looking for a fanfic.  I believe the title of the story is called
"Let
it
 be me."  I don't remember author's name but I kind of remember the
storyline.
  Lois and Clark met during their college year and fell in love and Clark
 asked Lois to marry but Lois refused to marry Clark.  >>

I did some checking....

Subj: Let It Be Me...
Date: 97-10-16 21:47:34 EDT
From: Meg4076

I have in on my file listing as coming from the AOL Bulletin Board.  It's a
long story.

Roseann
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> For years, I've helped Steve Younis out with the Lois and Clark section
> of the Superman Homepage <http://www.fandom.com/Superman>, but I really
> don't have time anymore.  (Hey, it's all I can do to find time to lurk
> here, sometimes!)  Anyway, if there's anybody here who knows what has
> happened to these two sites he's asking me about, would you mind writing
> directly to Steve and letting him know?  <mailto:steve@younis.com.au>
> Also, if you know of any new sites that should be added to his Lois and
> Clark page, let him know.  I don't think I've sent him any new links in
> about a year or so.
>
> Steve is looking for two pages in particular:
>
> Les's Teri Net <http://www.teri.net/loisclark.htm> and

Les's site is still active, but under www.teri.net  You have to search for
the Lois and Clark stuff, I found some in the Photography section...

> The Greatest Quotes of Lois and Clark
> <http://pantheon.yale.edu/~amandake/LnC/superaek.html>

Sorry, no clue on this one...

Kath
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>I need to know what the Army/Navy, etc. would call a "walkie talkie."

My brother is in the Air Force Academy, so I asked him.  He said that they
call it a 'brick' or 'more officially' a 'radio.'  I don't know if Air Force
applies, but my guess is that it's relatively consistent.

Bethy

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Actually, Hazel, I've gotten a few nice little comments and one person
emailed
me personally with some very nice feedback. If we can stir up some more
interest
in Lois and Clark by displaying our work for people who haven't previously
read
it, I say so much the better.

Nan

Hazel wrote:

> >Hazel asked:
> >
> >>Posting a link in their links page to the archive? By all means. But
> >>putting yoru stories on the site? I'd be interested to hear why you even
> >>*want* to do that.
> >
>
> And Wendy answered:
>
> >For me, it had nothing to do with getting a wider audience for *my*
> >stories, but getting a wider audience for L&C fanfic more generally.
Here's
> >this site, with categories for just about everything you could think of,
> >and an L&C category available... completely empty?? Okay, we all know
that
> >there's 1200+ stories on the Archive, with more being submitted all the
> >time, but what about people with a casual interest in L&C who know
nothing
> >about our fandom, but might read a story if they found it on a more
general
> >site like ff.net?
>
> Wendy, the answer to your question is found *in* my question: to wit,
> posting links in the links section, or devising a banner for the archive.
> If someone *was* interested in LnC fanfic, they would be just as likely to
> check out the links page as they would the page on the site. My opinion,
of
> course. :)
>
> Hazel
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I went back to the list archives and  read all of The Darkest Hour (erin,
bless her heart, sent me parts 26 and 27). Erin, that is some darn good
writing! I understand now why everyone was on edge between parts 27 and 28!
I
can't wait for part 29!!!!

SuperLorie :-)
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Hazel wrote:
> Wendy, the answer to your question is found *in* my question: to wit,
> posting links in the links section, or devising a banner for the archive.
> If someone *was* interested in LnC fanfic, they would be just as likely to
> check out the links page as they would the page on the site. My opinion,
of
> course. :)

But, Hazel, *what* links?! Haven't you noticed that the links page for L&C
is empty? I did, and last night I tried to submit the Archive URL and got an
error. I seem to remember someone else telling me the same thing happened
when she/he tried to submit a link to something.

And I know a number of people have added their banners to the site - Anne
Ciotola has, for instance - but I've yet to see them appear any time I've
been over there. There are so many different banners you'd have to keep
reloading all day to see the few L&C ones which are there.

No, the only real way to bring to the attention of those who frequent the
site the fact that our fandom is still highly active and producing some
great stories is to upload some of those stories to the site.

Dana, if the URL you included in your last post here is the one you added to
your story, it doesn't lead anywhere. The Archive URL is www.lcfanfic.com

Wendy

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On Tue, 23 May 2000 11:33:05 +0100, Wendy Richards
<w.m.richards@HRM.KEELE.AC.UK> wrote:

>But, Hazel, *what* links?! Haven't you noticed that the links page for L&C
>is empty? I did, and last night I tried to submit the Archive URL and got
an error. I seem to remember someone else telling me the same thing happened
>when she/he tried to submit a link to something.
>

I tried to put in some links and got an error. I posted to the mbs to say
so a couple of weeks back and I know that some people tried and it worked.
It later 'worked' for me too. So it must have been another of those
temporary glitches that seem to dog the site. The answer you get when you
suggest a link is that it will have to be authenticated first before being
added. To date I know of at least six people who've added links for the
Archive site, among others, and it's yet to appear.

On the more general subject of whether to use ff.net or not, I'd have to
say I agree with everything that Dana said so rationally and succinctly on
the subject. I'd simply add - why not? It's simply another resource and in
the grand scheme of things no better or worse imo than many sites out there.

I've had a couple of moron comments - well one moron comment. The other was
actually a genuine review, if unsigned - but I've also had a lot of nice
reviews. Why throw out the barrel because of one bad apple? Actually, I
think I'm the only LNC author on ff.net right now to have the distinction
of having had a bad review. <bg> "I've read better." Oh, and thanks, Wendy,
for the kind rebuttal on that one. ;)

Granted, it's in no way a substitute for our own Archive. But then what
is?!? I've often said in the past how frustrating I find it trawling
through site after site for fanfic in other fandoms. I always end up
longing for an Archive. Where I can find stories grouped sensibly by theme
or author and which have a reasonable standard of editing done on them
before posting. Yet to find it so far.

LabRat :)
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Hey all :)

A few years back a found a site with an L&C encyclopedia. It was quite good,
except i didnt get a chance to d/l the whole thing. Does anyone know where i
can get it or does anyone actually have it?
I've tried the L&C Search Eng, but no go.

Thanks,
-LuC.
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In a message dated 5/22/00 12:47:16 AM !!!First Boot!!!, Debby@SWCP.COM
writes:

<< Lois's, as she is paid more and it requires SEVERAL floors. >>

Debby has the last word on Lois's moving apartment.  (BG).

Charlotte
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Okay, I'll try to comment on all replies at once. :)

Dana wrote:

>As one of the ones to originally suggest that we post our stories there, I
>do want to answer.

Dana, to be honest, I wanted to post my objection when you first suggested
it, but I held back; it wouldn't be fair to pour water on an idea without
giving it a chance first. Well, it seems to have caught on rather nicely,
:) so I figured it would do no harm to present the other side of the
equation. That's all it is, really: another way of looking at things, and a
question as to why no one else seemed to think the same way.

> I felt like having the entire lois and clark category
>empty implied a lack of interest and involvement that's just not true.  And
>I hoped that by posting our stories there, we'd possibly draw in more
>fans--people who liked the show and weren't aware that there were stories
>and an active community, other people who were still interested in the show
>too.

Reasonable enough, although I would think that anyone who has enough
internet know-how to find ff.net would be capable of typing "lois and
clark" into a search engine. Does anyone know of anyone who has been
attracted to a genre by reading what's available on the site? A better
question might be: who put the LnC category in there in the first place,
and why didn't that person put any fiction in there?

>  I don't think a list on their links page would do it--I've never gone
>to a link from the page, and I've never checked their links page at all.

And Wendy added:

>But, Hazel, *what* links?! Haven't you noticed that the links page for L&C
>is empty? I did, and last night I tried to submit the Archive URL and got
an
>error. I seem to remember someone else telling me the same thing happened
>when she/he tried to submit a link to something.

I also tried to add the archive as a link. The site said that the link
would have to be "investigated," or some such; AFAIK, it's not up yet. This
might be an ongoing error on the site, for which I take no credit or blame.
:)

Dana continued:

>And another reason was for the exposure.  Since I posted my story, I found
>that according to the stats, 115 people have at least opened it to read it,
>and I've gotten three positive feedbacks from people who I don't recognize
>as folcs.  (and that's also three more than I received from the folc
>community when I posted it).

I can't comment on feedback offered to nfic, nor can I comment on the
"stats" for regular fic, since the archive doesn't offer any; but if I'm
not mistaken, Kathy has mentioned, on more than one occasion, that the
archive gets over 300 hits monthly (or is that weekly?). So you may be
getting much more exposure than you think -- there's just no statistics to
prove it. :)

Nan also commented on feedback from "newcomers":

>Actually, Hazel, I've gotten a few nice little comments and one person
emailed
>me personally with some very nice feedback. If we can stir up some more
interest
>in Lois and Clark by displaying our work for people who haven't previously
read
>it, I say so much the better.

I'm delighted that our excellent authors are getting the feedback they
deserve. But may I point out that not every unfamiliar nick is nec'ly an
unfamiliar FoLC? I use a dfft nick when commenting on ff.net (I have my
personal reasons for doing so, although I have told a few of the "regular"
authors that it's me), and I'm sure there might be others out there that do
that as well. And there's one regular author on the archive -- her stories
are definitely FoLC favorites -- who has put her stories on the archive
under at least two different nicks, possibly three. So an unfamiliar name
isn't really proof of anything.

Dana also said:

>I cordially disagree, both that fanfiction.net is a 'slush pile' and that
>the ratio of good to bad stories is one in fifty.  I know that there are
>plenty of low-quality stories on the
>fanfiction.net site, definitely.  but there are also a lot of quite good
>stories.

I never said there weren't good stories; I said the ratio of good to bad
stories is overwhelming. Take a look at the stats for number of stories on
the net. Then count, using fingers (and toes if you'd like), the number of
good stories you can recall offhand. I've just employed that excercise for
the genres that I browse on occasion on the site. One genre has over
seventy stories, with six that I liked; another has over forty, with three
that I've liked; and Star Wars (ack!) has well over a thousand stories, and
I've enjoyed perhaps ten or twelve. I will readily admit that I haven't
checked through the entire archive, so my ratio may have been somewhat
skewed -- but not by much. (By "liked," BTW, I mean well-written, with
attention to grammar and spelling, and telling a good story.)

> I've become somewhat active in the buffy the vampire slayer/angel
>fandom, and I've found fanfiction.net to be a great place to find good
>stories.

I obviously have not examined every genre on the site -- there are
literally hundreds. The genres that I *do* read, however, tend to have one
or two authors who regularly post excellent stories -- and lots and lots
and lots of really awful ones. If your own favorite genres have a higher
ratio, I congratulate you! :)

>As to the
>atmosphere being hostile--I don't see it.  I don't see any atmosphere there
>at all, really.  It's a resource, another forum--and that's it.  No group
or
>community--the mailing lists connected to it are a joke.  I just
>unsubscribed because they were a waste of time.  i don't think there's a
>cohesive group of writers or readers attached to it at all.

I wasn't even aware there are mailing lists. I was referring to hostile
reviews posted on stories for no other reason other than malice.

>I think that sometimes, when we stay inside the folc community, we forget
>just how nice, and how thoughtful and considerate we are.  We go to places
>like fanfiction.net and are surprised by 13 year olds without self control,
>people who are rude and mean for no reason, etc.  And--we shouldn't be.
>Unfortunately that's the rule, and the folcs are the exception.   a
>wonderful exception, and one I relish and treasure.  But it's not the norm.
>So in my opinion, ff.net isn't any better or any worse than any other
public
>forum.

Luc affirmed this:

>Well put! Everything you said is soo 128% right. (especially the bit about
>the 13 year olds (not to imply any 13 year olds that may be on here)..
we're
>all nice arent we :)

Dana, this is interesting. Very interesting. Maybe this explains why LnC is
the only genre in which I regularly participate in its various fora; it's
the only one that I would find bearable. But to me, excusing the behavior
of 13 (or younger or older) year-olds because "it's the norm" doesn't work.
Just because something is common doesn't mean it's right, and that an
effort shouldn't be made to curb it.

To continue with Dana's reply:

>though my opinion of the site might be rose-colored; I've written Buffy
>stories focusing on a romantic pairing that is despised within much of the
>fandom, and surprisingly, I haven't gotten any nasty remarks for it.

Perhaps that's a stronger comment on the Buffy fandom then ff.net, then? :)
Actually, the nasty reviews don't seem to be based upon someone disagreeing
with the premise of a story; they seem to be more aimed at someone that the
reviewer doesn't like. In other words, nasty reviews usually attack the
author or the genre in general, not the story. Rather like that review that
complained that Lois didn't end up with Lex. ;p Where a reviewer objects to
aspects of a story, their review is usually decent: "It's a good story, but
I can't believe X can get together with Y, or that delta would follow from
epsilon."

>so... I guess that's it.  more exposure, to bring in more fans... which I
>just don't think a banner or a link  would do.

Understood, and accepted, especially as Wendy added that banners don't
always pop up.  Just don't expect me to participate. :)

>  I think it's a great thing
>to have good quality stories there.

Well, I don't think *anyone* would disagree with that.

>(and I didn't address the issue of 13 year olds getting access to nc-17
>stuff because it's not an issue to me.  People who are concerned about it
>simply shouldn't post their stories there.  The lois and clark fandom also
>seems to be the only one to keep such stringent safeguards, passwords and
so
>forth.  It's great for those who find it important, but it's another thing
>that's not the norm.  Most adult-oriented archives simply have a 'dont'
>enter if you're not old enough' warning on the entrance.)

Dana, whether or not it's an issue with you, surely you can accept that it
*is* an issue with many people? I'm not saying that FoLCdom's stringency in
this respect was a concious factor in my decision to become an active
participant, but it surely played a part in that decision. (Not that I'm
implying that I've done FoLCdom any major favors by joining the online
community. :) :) ) I do *not* want to start another nfic argument, please!
And the very popularity of ff.net -- and the stats of who frequents the
place (I believe Labrat and Pam said that most of the regular visitors to
the site are fifteen and younger, yet the NC-17 stories get most of the
hits) -- would imply that safeguards are a necessity that is very sadly
lacking.

As you say, I have the choice not to post my stories there if it bothers
me... and I don't.

Hazel

(who would like to ask Kathy, as listmom, if she thinks this thread should
be closed. I *think* I'm only offering my POV, but we're heading towards
touchy territory here, and I'll accept whatever Kathy says.)
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Here are the answers to the latest scavenger hunt:

-- A sleeping bag next to a crib

Hypergirl, by Crystal Wimmer

-- A loyal taxi driver

Only You 4: Reality, by Margaret Brignell

-- A ten-mile buoy

Coming of Age, by Notrepooh

-- two shaved heads

Dark Revelation, by Tank Wilson

-- a smudged receipt

Assassin's Dagger, by Nan Smith

-- a news team from Channel 5
-- an empty men's room

To Wake From a Dream, by Mobile Richard

Scoring: Tara, TerriAnn, Laurie, and Bethy got ten points, Diyan got twenty
points, Nan and Wendy got thirty points, Irene got thirty-one points, and
Terry got thirty-five points. Pam, who (along with Irene) named Ms.
Mobile's story after the second clue, gets only six points, sorry. :)

Terry wins by four points, congratulations!

Labrat's turn. Or anyone, really. No one has staked out a claim on these
scavenger hunts, after all. :)

Hazel
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On Tue, 23 May 2000 07:52:41 -0500, Hazel <zis-s@ACTCOM.CO.IL> wrote:

>Labrat's turn. Or anyone, really. No one has staked out a claim on these
>scavenger hunts, after all. :)
>

LabRat's too busy writing. And much too far back in my fanfic reading
besides. I was a little frustrated compiling the last Hunt because I was
sure there was a wealth of great fic out there to be used that I hadn't yet
read to pick up items from. I was really struggling with my meagre hoard on
disk. So, yes...come on, guys, you're not going to leave all the hard work
to Hazel, are you? ;)

LabRat :)
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>Hey all :)
>
>A few years back a found a site with an L&C encyclopedia. It was quite
>good,
>except i didnt get a chance to d/l the whole thing. Does anyone know where
>i
>can get it or does anyone actually have it?
>I've tried the L&C Search Eng, but no go.
>
>Thanks,
>-LuC.

I think there's a concordance on Zoom's site, if that's what your thinking
of.  I don't know if it's still there, now that she's remodeled the site,
but it was a little like an encyclopedia at the time.

Jessi
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Story title: When Lightning Strikes Twice
Author: Wendy Richards
Part 4/?
Rating: PG-13
Comments: Public/private.

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Martha and Jonathan Kent instantly made Lois feel welcome, assuring her that
she could stay for as long as necessary. Mugs of coffee were pressed into
her and Superman's hands; as Lois accepted hers, she watched Martha Kent
fussing over Superman with a sense of amazement. Martha was *mothering*
him - mothering Superman! Oh, sure, she'd done a bit of that a week or so
ago, when the Super-hero had been blinded. But there was nothing wrong with
Superman now - just another bad guy to catch and put away. So why was she
doing it, and why was he letting her?

He seemed to notice her gaze on him after a while, and he moved away from
Martha, at the same time announcing that it was time he headed back to
Metropolis.

"You take care, so... Superman," Jonathan Kent said in a serious tone,
giving the Super-hero a concerned glance.

"I will, um... Mr Kent," Superman answered, a little awkwardly to Lois's
mind.

Martha hugged him, and to Lois's surprise he hugged her back warmly. She had
no idea that Clark's parents were on such friendly terms with Superman! On
the other hand, from what she'd been able to figure out over the past year,
Clark seemed to be very friendly with Superman, so she guessed that it wasn'
t too much of a stretch of the imagination to assume that perhaps Superman
had flown Clark home from time to time, and had perhaps stayed for dinner a
few times. After all, who could resist Martha Kent's cooking?

Lois followed Superman outside, determined to have a moment or two to say
goodbye privately. He seemed surprised at her presence, and gave her an
enquiring glance. "Lois? Was there something you wanted?"

"Just to say... be careful, big guy," she told him softly. "I'd hate it if
you got hurt, you have to know that."

He gave her a lop-sided smile in response. "Thanks, Lois. I'll be okay."

"Yeah... but I'll be thinking of you," she persisted.

Before he could take off, she took the couple of steps necessary to bring
her into contact with him, and, placing one hand on his arm, reached up to
kiss his cheek. He stayed perfectly still as she did so, only raising his
hand as she stepped back. The touch of his fingers against her cheek was
gossamer-light.

"Thanks, Lois. I appreciate your concern. But you know I'll feel a lot
happier knowing that you're safe here, so please stay here until I come to
get you, okay?"

She nodded, and at the same moment he lifted upwards, his large body leaving
the ground with seemingly no effort at all. No matter how many times she'd
seen him do that, it was still a hugely impressive sight, Lois thought as
she gazed at him.

A moment or two later he was out of sight, and she returned to the house.

*****************

Tracking down Asabi and Nigel was not turning out to be as simple as he'd
expected, Lex mused as he flew over the city a couple of hours after leaving
Gretchen's apartment. For one thing, it wasn't as if either of them had an
entry in the Metropolis telephone directory, and since they had both been
resident in his penthouse apartment, his arrest and subsequent stunning
death had rendered both homeless. And he didn't really want to go and knock
on the doors of other former employees to ask whether they knew where his
former associates were.

He should have thought to ask Gretchen before killing her, he thought
ruefully, not for the first time. And he was becoming increasingly conscious
of another disadvantage of having dispatched her so precipitously: *he* was
also homeless, and it had been a long time since Lex Luthor had suffered
from the lack of a comfortable bed and expensive, freshly-laundered clothes
to wear. That Kelly woman really should have taken more time to prepare for
his return, he thought crossly. She should have known what he would need,
and have provided it.

His search was also severely hampered by the fact that he was having to keep
an even lower profile than that necessitated by avoiding the long arm of the
law. He was assuming that the do-gooder in blue would be looking for him,
but as yet Lex was not ready to confront Superman. He needed a little more
time to get used to these powers, to figure out the best means of attack
against another similarly-powered being.

Of course, he did have one rather heavy advantage in his favour compared to
Superman, he thought cynically, landing on the roof of the Lexor Hotel to
reconnoitre. The great boy scout had *ethics*! Superman wouldn't kill;
Luthor doubted he would even injure someone deliberately unless he had no
other option. So there were weapons Luthor could use against him which
Superman would certainly not use in return. That should render the odds more
than a little in Luthor's favour.

That was all very well, but Luthor had discovered over the past hour or so
that controlling the Super-powers wasn't quite as simple as he'd thought. He
'd experimented with bursts of Super-speed, and had overshot his target on
several occasions. He'd tried out his heat vision again and found himself
unable to regulate it in order to achieve a variety of temperatures: so far,
all he could produce was Hot and Furnace-like. That was okay in some
circumstances, but not if all he wanted to do was to scare someone - or just
heat up some food.

At least he'd had a couple of minor successes. He'd managed to acquire a
couple of changes of clothes, simply through strolling into a men's
outfitters in a part of town which, in his former life, he would never have
dreamed of frequenting, and using his Super-breath to cause a distraction.
Then he'd just seized a number of items and departed at Super-speed. No
matter that he'd ended up collapsed in a heap of refuse cans at the other
side of the street; he'd got what he needed. And now, as he flew, he was
wearing discreet black, from top to toe.

He could do with a mask, though, he considered idly as he stared out across
the city from the superb vantage-point afforded by the Lexor's rooftop.
Something stylish, not a gangster's mask or anything scruffy like a
balaclava. No, what he really needed was... he smiled in sudden amusement. A
domino and matching silk eye-mask, such as English ladies and gentlemen used
to wear to masquerade balls and places like Vauxhall Gardens in the late
seventeenth century. And he could picture himself in a domino, he reflected.
It would look suitably dashing; stylish and mysterious at the same time. It
would also go rather well with the stylish but strong leather gloves he'd
also acquired earlier.

<So where can I acquire a domino?> he mused thoughtfully, before deciding
that it would probably have to be one of London's museums. Possibly the
British Museum; not the Victoria and Albert, since that covered too late a
period. Or even a theatrical outfitters, if he wasn't too concerned about it
being the genuine article. In fact, a reproduction would probably be better,
he decided. It would be less likely to be moth-eaten, and might actually
stand up to the rigours of being used as the trademark SuperLex costume.

Not that he was ready to make his official debut as an anti-hero just yet.
He wanted to cause just a little more trouble for the Man of Steel first,
and preferably dispatch him permanently this time.

A smile of genuine amusement crossed his craggy features as he imagined
standing over the dead, broken and bleeding body of the man whose ego had
led him to call himself Superman. That image firmly embedded in his mind,
Luthor raised himself into the air again and headed east, calculating the
time in London as he did so.

*****************

He wasn't having much luck tracking down Luthor, Clark had to admit by the
small hours of the morning. It didn't help that he kept getting distracted
by minor emergencies, as well as a couple of less minor ones; but then, what
could he do? As much as he wanted to catch Luthor, figure out a way of
divesting him of his powers (and at the moment Clark had absolutely no idea
how to achieve that), and throw him in prison, he couldn't ignore calls for
help.

And anyway, any one of those calls for help could actually lead him to Lex
Luthor. He was pretty sure that Luthor was responsible for at least two of
the incidents he'd been called to. There had been that weird robbery at a
men's outfitters on the west side of town: the assistant had described a
heavy object apparently collapsing of its own accord, and almost immediately
afterwards it had seemed as if a mini-tornado had swept through the shop.
When they'd managed to set all the racks back upright again, they'd noticed
several of the more expensive items of clothing missing. That had to have
been Luthor, Clark was sure.

And, later, the bank robbery.... a bank alarm had brought him to a suburban
branch of the First Bank of Metropolis, to find himself staring at a gaping
hole in the side wall, leading into the safe. A safe which was not
completely empty, oddly enough, but then the bank manager, who had also been
summoned to the scene by the alarm, explained the mystery. The safe had
contained both new and used notes, and while the serial numbers on the new
notes were both consecutive and known to the bank, those on the used notes
were not. The hole in the wall, Clark had concluded, could not have been
made by any mechanical device. It had been a Super-powered blow.

And there were no fingerprints. So he must have stolen a pair of gloves from
the outfitters as well - and a pretty sturdy pair, at that.

But despite the fact that Clark had to have been only minutes behind Luthor
at each of these incidents, he still hadn't managed to find the man. Luthor
must have accustomed himself to his new abilities very quickly, Clark
recognised with a tightening of his lips.

Still, he would keep looking if it took him all night and all the following
day, and even into the day after that. Thankfully, Superman didn't need
sleep, and although his energy reserves might well run low overnight, with
the coming of sunrise he would be able to recharge himself. And in fact,
there was an interesting point. *His* powers came from exposure to the Earth
's sun. Luthor's came from a power transfer. So did that mean that the sun
would have the same rejuvenating effect on Luthor as it did on himself?
Again, Luthor not being Kryptonian, Clark suspected not. Which meant that
the man would not necessarily have Clark's staying power and could run out
of energy without a good night's sleep.

The question was: would Luthor assume that his new powers gave him limitless
reserves of energy? If he did, then that would be his weak spot. He would
get tired, and his powers would fade.

Unless he realised that, like other humans, he still needed a good night's
sleep, or was so ingrained in normal patterns of behaviour that he does it
anyway, Clark reasoned. But if Luthor did - well, all Clark had to do was
find out where he was sleeping and catch him unawares.

So where would Lex Luthor go? Since his attempts at trying to catch the guy
by simply patrolling were having no success, Clark flew to one of the city's
best vantage points, the Daily Planet roof, and began to think. <Logic,
Clark, logic...> he told himself, wishing that Lois was at home so that he
could go and discuss this with her. She was always far better at this type
of thing than he; apart from her talent for logic and analysis, she
frequently had flashes of inspiration which were nothing short of
brilliance.

Okay, so Luthor couldn't go to his old penthouse home; the old LexCorp
building had been sold and was now owned, as far as Clark knew, by the owner
of a family-owned discount supermarket chain. Where else would he go? He was
wanted by the police - or he would be, once they became aware of his
resurrection. So he couldn't be seen publicly, unless he intended to use his
powers to fight off police officers everywhere he went. He had no money and
no access to any, since all of his business interests and accounts had been
frozen, the assets initially seized by the police and later dispersed
according to Luthor's will.

Friends, family? But his ex-wife was in jail. His former secretary, Mrs Cox,
was also in jail. Clark paused, racking his brain. Lois had mentioned, in
one of the very rare conversations they had had concerning her time as
Luthor's fiancee, a couple of men who'd seemed to be essential to Luthor's
organisation. Now who...? He didn't really want to have to fly out to
Smallville to ask her; he'd found it difficult enough to maintain the facade
of being Superman, a mere acquaintance of the Kents', during his brief visit
there earlier. And his parents had found it difficult to hide their concern
for him; he'd noticed Lois looking somewhat surprised when his mother had
been so attentive, and he'd thought her jaw was about to drop to the floor
when his mom had hugged him. No, it was best to keep away from Smallville
for the moment.

So who...? An English name, he thought, and an English *man* - that was it,
Nigel St John! Lois had said the man was quite a bit older than Luthor, and
'distinguished,' whatever that meant. Okay, well, a search through the
Planet databases might help him there, at least to obtain a photograph. And
the other man... foreign, Lois had said. Indian, that was it. A manservant,
and something else besides - Lois had said the man seemed to exert some
degree of influence over Luthor, in the way a counsellor or a spiritual
advisor might. Lois had sarcastically referred to the man as Luthor's
Rasputin, Clark recalled. He frowned; was it possible that Luthor would
allow himself to be influenced to that extent by anyone? The man he'd known
had been very assured, completely in control, with that absolute arrogance
of a man who answered to no-one.

Still, if Lois had seen this other man, mystic, charlatan or whoever he was,
Clark was not about to disbelieve her. And if the man had worked for Luthor,
Clark was pretty sure he could find some record of the guy's existence.

Less than a minute later, Clark Kent sat in front of his computer in the
darkened newsroom.

*****************

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I tried posting a link there recently and instead of an error message, I got
absolutely nothing!  That site can be real frustrating sometimes. :(

Alexis ;-.)

"Are you crazy?!  This is the social event of the season - everyone who is
anyone is going to be there - and you want to go to bed early?" (Lois)
"So...is this...a date?" (Clark)
"Date?  Oh...oh, you mean like in Kansas, where you meet my parents and then
you try to give me a hickey in the vacant lot behind the Dairy Freeze.
Ha-no,
this is not a date. It's business." (Lois)
"O...kay." (Clark)
{LnC, Pilot}
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Hey everybody!

LabRat wrote:
> LabRat's too busy writing.

Yay! This is great news! /me is jumping up and down :) :)

Okay, I've been totally hopeless with the previous quizzes (didn't post
answers because I didn't know anything - even when it came to stories I'd
read and re-read, go figure <g>) so here's my own little quiz. Happy hunt!
:)

S
P
O
I
L
E
R

S
P
A
C
E

- a cat named Wes Craven

- a missing tent

- an ice blue silk nightgown

- the "Grandfather Tree"

- a hotel room which number is 604

- a cow named Boris

- a dot on a monitor

All those stories are on the archive, good luck ;)

Helene :)
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This is a question for a non LnC fanfic (but not non Dean fanfic ;)  I'm
working on.

One of my characters wants to extend the length of her hair for a night out.
I want her to be able to take the extentions out of her hair that
night...Would I still call them extensions or is there another name for
that?

Thanks,
Alexis ;-.)

"I park my car sideways and any which way I can when I'm in a rush.  I've
almost been issued with tickets for that.  And I've got one or two
jaywalking
tickets in my life which are commonplace in LA." -Dean Cain
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Hi Helene!
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I don't know too many of these, but here goes nothing...

> - a cat named Wes Craven

Easy! LabRat's Caped Fear!

> - a missing tent

???

> - an ice blue silk nightgown

Could this be one of mine? I know I've put Lois in such a nightgown in
several stories... A Conscious Choice, possibly?

> - the "Grandfather Tree"

???

> - a hotel room which number is 604

???

> - a cow named Boris

This sounds like Yvonne Connell's Fear of Discovery II: Nowhere to Hide (Did
you name your cows after all, Yvonne? I know we discussed names <bg>)

> - a dot on a monitor

I feel I should know this one, but... *NO*!!! How could I have missed it!
For the Greater Good, by the author who can't even recognise her own story!

Wendy

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Okay, had to give this one guess. <g>

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 > - the "Grandfather Tree"

Meet me in Kansas City by Chris Mulders
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In a message dated 5/23/00 11:53:09 AM Eastern Daylight Time,
LoisLane9397@AOL.COM writes:

<<
 One of my characters wants to extend the length of her hair for a night
out.
 I want her to be able to take the extentions out of her hair that
 night...Would I still call them extensions or is there another name for
that? >>

Well, there is the term hairpiece, which refers to any kind of hair
extension
that isn't a complete wig.  30 years ago there were hairpieces which made
short hair seem longer called '"falls" but I haven't seen the object or the
term in close to  30 years.  I think the common term today is hair
extensions.

Ann
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I'm just going to throw my two cents in here ...

I, like many of the others, think it is a great idea for using this site as
a
means for introducing others to the likes of FoLC fanfic. I think the
authors
who choose to post couldn't better represent the best we have in fanfic.
Just
because other fanfics posted there may not have seen an editor and what not
(our main archive has had their fair share that tried to get past them <g>)
doesn't mean the site as a whole is a bad place to utilize.

It's like I told the authors I host when I first started the nfic archive,
you can never have too much exposure for your fanfic. And *every* fanfic
that
I have posted as well as every fanfic on the main archive deserves as much
exposure as it can get. If we had these thoughts when I started the Nfic
site, heck even back when the main archive started, it never would have
been.
Today, even after the show has been off the air 3 years this month, they
have
an awesome team that continues to volunteer their time to run the ever
growing website.

As far as the negative reviews one might receive? I think you chance that
anywhere especially when posting on these lists or on the boards.

Finally on the links ... as Wendy has mentioned, I have loaded a banner up
and I have seen it in rotation, but I've spent maybe 15 mins reloading the
page to make sure it was put up right, like the linking. (although it comes
up a bit short for the space provided ;)

I have seen a bit more traffic on my site since doing so. The Nfic Archive
gets over 1900 hits a week (according to my counter stats), about 250 are
original hits (first time visitors - according to my site stats), which to
me
aint that bad. <G> We are now a little over 1000 members on the nfic list
bot
and usually get somewhere from 5 - 6 new people that apply for access
everyday.

So my point in all this? Every little bit helps spread the word. ;)
Anne ;)
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> The Greatest Quotes of Lois and Clark
> <http://pantheon.yale.edu/~amandake/LnC/superaek.html>

Amanda's page (my favorite LnC page - I used to read the quotes six months
before the episodes were even aired here!) has been down for almost four
years now - she never even got the quotes from Family Hour. She simply
didn't want to deal with the show anymore. The rest of her homepage was on
for a while, and then she removed it as well. What a shame.

Yael.

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Gosh I'm bad at these... I only recognized one, and I'm not sure about
that one! :)

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> - the "Grandfather Tree"

I *think* this is Chris Mulder's Meet Me in Kansas City.  But I could be
wrong...

--

Pam Jernigan / ChiefPam / jernigan@bellsouth.net
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Natalie:  "Jeremy, one day you will see that my love
for you isn't the product of licquor-induced mood swings,
and that I'm yours for the taking, at your command,
and that the day I broke up with you was the most
regrettable day of my life."
Jeremy:  "Okay.  But, I broke up with you."
Natalie:  "I find you loathsome, and my hatred of you
knows no bounds."
--relationships can be a little rocky on SportsNight :)
(I think they're destined to be together, eventually...)
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S
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- a cat named Wes Craven -- no idea

- a missing tent -- nope

- an ice blue silk nightgown -- uh-uh

- the "Grandfather Tree" -- no again

- a hotel room which number is 604 -- Gee, I'm doing great, aren't I?

- a cow named Boris -- "Error.  File Not Found.  Not enough memory."  I know
this one, I know I do!  Just wait, I'll kick myself when I find out.

- a dot on a monitor -- Finally!  One I know!  "For The Greater Good" by
Wendy Richards

Well, one out of seven...stinks.  I've really got to read more!  :-)~

Bethy

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The Darkest Hour (Before the Dawn)
part 29
by Erin Klingler
erink@ida.net
Rated:  PG-13
Feedback welcome, private or public.

(Sorry this scene starts in the middle of nowhere, guys, but I decided to
add
a bit to the end of the previous installment since I didn't like where I'd
ended it.  <sg>  Feel free to revert to the end of part 28 to tie the two
together in your mind if you need to.  ;)

And a side note:  MANY thanks to Wendy, my invaluable beta reader who was
given me so many suggestions in the past, and who gave me some *wonderful*
ones for this segment that made it *much* better than it was.  Thanks Wendy!
I owe you big time.  ;)

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Clark smiled softly and reached out to wrap his hand around hers.  When she
looked up to meet his gaze, he tightened his fingers in a gentle squeeze,
hoping to convey through his touch that he knew she was struggling, but that
he'd be there for her in whatever way she needed him to be.

Lois squeezed his hand back, gratefully acknowledging his support.  Then
Clark
took a step back toward the cave's entrance and let her hand slip from his
before turning to the brush covering the mouth of the cave.  Reaching
through
the prickly branches, he carefully moved them aside and cautiously peered
out
into the still woods, looking and listening for any sign of danger.

When he was finally convinced that it was safe to emerge, he stepped slowly
through the brush and out of the cave, then turned and silently signaled for
Lois to follow.

She stepped through as he held the branches and brush back for her, then
straightened once she was outside.  The cold morning air hit her in force,
and
she shivered involuntarily and wrapped her arms more tightly around herself.

Clark noticed, and reached out to rub his hands vigorously over her bare
arms.
"Better?" he asked.  When she nodded, he dropped his arms and backed away,
taking her hand and pulling her with him.  "Let's get moving.  Once we do,
we'll warm up."

Lois nodded and looked around them at the woods.  "Which way do we go?"

Clark joined her search for direction and sighed a moment later.  "All I can
do is guess," he admitted, "but I'd say we can't be too far from a road."

"What makes you say that?" Lois asked, a glimmer of hope in her eyes.

"Well, last night while you were asleep, I got to thinking.  We heard
Trask's
men slamming their car doors just before the helicopter showed up, so it
only
stands to reason that they were driving on a road, right?  They wouldn't
have
just been off-roading through the woods aimlessly and happen to stop where
they did.  That's just too much of a coincidence.  There *must* be a road
nearby."

"Makes sense," Lois admitted.  "So all we have to do is retrace our steps to
where we heard Trask's men, and then we'll know if your theory is correct.
But if it's not..."

Clark shook his head vigorously.  "Let's not think about that.  Besides, we
can't say for sure that another direction is the right one, so I'd say this
is
our best bet."

Lois nodded and sighed.  "Okay, then I guess that's what we should do."  But
as much as she knew they needed to get moving, she couldn't seem to make
herself do so.  Her head was still pounding, her stomach growled hungrily,
and
even though her leg was pretty much numb at the moment, she was certain the
physical exertion of hiking again would bring the unbearable pain rushing
back.

Clark, sensing her emotions, reached out and pulled her into his arms.  With
her face nestled against his chest, he pressed his cheek against her hair
and
lifted a hand to stroke her hair soothingly.  "It'll be okay, Lois.  We
can't
be that far from the road, so it won't be long before we'll be out of this
nightmare.  I promise."

Lois shut her eyes and buried her face deeper into Clark's chest, clutching
at
his shirt desperately as if she was afraid she'd fall if she let go.
Superpowers or not, he was all she had right now to depend on, and she hoped
that by being close to him, she could somehow receive some of his strength
to
keep her going.

Clark held her for another minute, then kissed the top of her head and
pulled
back.  "Come on, Lois.  Let's get going."

Taking a deep breath and forcing her weary and numbing body to move, she set
off after Clark in the direction they'd come the night before.  Clark was
right to want to get moving.  The sooner they found their way to a road, the
better.

*****

Trask slammed his two-way radio down on the table and shouted a couple of
none
too discreet swear words that echoed through the otherwise silent cabin.
Garrison stopped his pacing and turned anxiously to Trask, noticing that the
man's face was red with anger.  "Don't tell me, let me guess.  They haven't
found any sign of Lane and Kent."

Trask looked over at Garrison and glared at him.  Then a moment later, he
picked up the two-way radio and hurled it across the room.  It hit the wall
with a sickening crash and shattered into several pieces.

Garrison ducked to avoid a ricocheting piece of the radio, then straightened
up angrily.  "Hey, watch what you're doing!" he shouted at Trask.  "You
almost
hit me with that!"

"Do you think I really care?" Trask raged, his face growing even redder.
"All
these years I've worked to get Superman in my hands, and now everything I've
worked for is gone!  Kent is out there, and Lane's with him.  Unless we find
them, they're going to go straight to the police, and everything will be
*ruined*!  So do you think I really care about your well-being right now?"

Garrison stormed up to Trask and stopped with his face only inches from his.
"Do you think you're the only one with something at stake here?!" he
shouted,
his eyes flashing angrily.  "If we don't find them, it's going to be my neck
too!  You have *no* idea who I'm involved with, and how mad my boss is going
to be to hear that we failed!  If I have to tell him Superman's alive, and
that he can still interfere with what we have planned, you can count on the
fact that I'm going to be floating face down in Hobb's Bay.  Do you think
that's what I want?!"

Garrison started to say more, but then suddenly seemed to realize that he
may
have just said too much.  With his eyes still flashing from his tirade, he
made a conscious effort to silence himself, gave Trask one last look, and
then
turned and stalked to the other side of the kitchen.

Trask stared after Garrison for a moment in stunned silence, the wheels in
his
brains churning.  He'd been right.  Garrison *had* been following his own
agenda.  What it was, he still didn't know, but it was something big enough
to
send the normally smug, confident man into a sheer panic.

In the stony silence that followed, Trask couldn't help thinking that
whatever
it was that Garrison was in on and hiding from him was obviously big.  Big
enough that he answered to big, obviously powerful people.  And they needed
Superman out of the way to make it work.

Suddenly things become clear to Trask.  Garrison wasn't just assigned to be
his second in command at Bureau 39.  He'd been planted to make sure Superman
*was* taken out of the picture.  And whoever had done that had to be pretty
high up in the Government:  high up enough to know of Bureau 39, and of
Trask's plans to eliminate Superman.  Someone who was willing to do whatever
it took to get rid of Superman so that their own agenda would be met.  And
whatever the result of that agenda was, Trask suddenly knew one thing with a
certainty.

He wanted in on it.

Feeling decidedly calmer, Trask walked over to the table and leaned up
against
it, crossing his arms and smiling smugly at Garrison.  "So you need Superman
out of the way to make things work, do you?" he began, his devious tone
causing Garrison to suddenly give him his full attention.  "What's the job?
A
theft?  A hit?  What?"

Garrison stared at Trask in disbelief.  "You've got to be kidding, Trask.  I
wouldn't tell you what I was up to even if you could get your slimy little
hands back on Superman."

Trask smiled smugly.  "I think you underestimate my ability to pull a job
together," he said.  "Why don't you let me in on it?  I'm sure I could make
it
worth your while."

"Hah!" Garrison scoffed, throwing his head back in false laughter.  "You
couldn't even follow through with your plans to incapacitate Superman long
enough to drag the information out of him about his little alien friends.  I
knew you were delusional, Trask, but your thinking you can help with
something
as big as what I'm involved in is laughable!  You must be even more
delusional
that I thought you were."

Trask's face hardened.  Pushing himself away from the table, he stalked up
to
Garrison and shoved his finger in his chest.  "You don't want to let me in
on
a piece of action?  Fine.  But you'd better watch your back, Garrison.  I
like
my men loyal.  And the second I find out one of them isn't, you can count on
one thing.  You're finished."  Then, with one last glare, Trask turned and
stalked out of the room.

Garrison watched him leave, then rolled his eyes in the direction he'd gone.
*Want a piece of the action?  Yeah, right,* he thought.  He had to be
kidding.
Here the man had failed at killing Superman--er, Kent, rather--the first
time
around, and now he'd failed it again.  What made him think he'd let him in
on
his Project Y2K?  Lex would undoubtedly get a good, hearty laugh out of that
one.

**If* I ever got around to telling him.*

Garrison cringed.  If he didn't find and eliminate Kent, it was a very good
possibility that he and Lane could prevent the virus from spreading globally
from the Planet's systems.  And then there was *no way* he was going to show
up and face Lex to tell him what went wrong.  He'd been right when he'd said
that he'd be found floating face down in Hobb's Bay, because that's exactly
where Lex would see to it that he ended up if Project Y2K failed.

Shaking off those disturbing images, Garrison shook his head and headed out
of
the cabin.  There had to be a way to find Lane and Kent that Trask hadn't
thought of.  And if Trask wasn't able to find them and stop them, *he* was
going to.

*****

Lois stopped walking and bent over, resting her hands and her knees and
clenching her eyes shut tightly against the tears that threatened to fall.
They'd been walking for about an hour, she guessed, and she was glad to
finally see the sun beginning to climb into the sky.  She kept telling
herself
they were making good progress, but after an hour of hiking, her optimism
was
beginning to fade.

She glanced up at Clark, who was ahead of her by a few paces, and tried to
convince herself to keep going, to stay as optimistic as he was.  But Lois
was
beginning to wonder if she was done.  Both her body and spirits were
failing,
and there didn't seem to be an end in sight.

The physical activity had really gotten her blood pumping, which was helping
to keep her from freezing in her thin dress, but it was also causing her
thigh
to burn, almost to the point of being unbearable.  She felt nauseous from
hunger and increasingly dizzy, and that, mixed with the unshakeable feeling
of
hopelessness sinking in, made it hard to stay focused on how they were ever
going to find help. She fought to control the tears that had been
threatening
for a while now, and she honestly wasn't sure how much longer she could keep
going.

Clark suddenly realized that Lois had stopped, and he turned to see her bent
over, breathing heavily and obviously in a lot of pain.  His heart lurched,
and he quickly made his way back to where she stood.

"Lois?  Are you okay?"

Lois remained hunched over for a moment, then finally straightened slowly
and
painfully.  "I don't know, Clark," she breathed downheartedly, struggling to
keep her tears in check.  She knew if she lost it now, she might never
recover
enough to keep on going.  "I just hurt all over.  I don't think I can make
it."

"Lois, you *are* going to make it," Clark answered immediately, his voice
fierce with determination.  "I'm not going on without you.  Here, hold on to
me," he told her in a no-nonsense tone.  "I'll help support you."  Without
waiting for her response, Clark wrapped his arm firmly around her waist,
then
took hold of her arm and lifted it up around his neck and shoulders to help
her hang on to him.  Then he started walking slowly, giving her no choice
but
to follow.

Though Lois felt on the verge of quitting, she had to admit that it was
easier
on her ailing body to have Clark help support her, and a glimmer of hope
returned.  Maybe she *could* do this, even if it meant dragging her leg
along
after her as she walked alongside Clark, holding on to him as if her life
depended on him.  And she was beginning to realize that it did.  She wasn't
going to be getting out of there on her own.

They continued on that way for what seemed like an eternity, and Lois found
it
hard to keep from lying her head on Clark's shoulder and closing her eyes as
they walked.  The semi-darkness that her eyelids provided seemed to help
ease
the pounding in her head, so she found herself taking advantage of Clark's
supporting arm by using it as a pillow from time to time.

She had just closed her eyes again and rested her head on Clark's shoulder
when she suddenly felt the ground slope steeply under her feet, and she
quickly opened her eyes to watch the terrain.  She was surprised to see that
they were nearing an empty riverbed that looked much like the one they'd
hidden from the helicopter in the night before.

"Is this...?" she began.

Clark nodded.  "Yeah, I think it's the same riverbed we crossed last night.
That must mean we're close."  He surveyed the obstacle and finally spotted
an
area a short distance away where the banks were almost eroded away.  "Let's
cross over there where the banks are more shallow."

When they reached the spot, Clark saw that, even though the bank going down
into the riverbed was more shallow, it was rocky and the footing looked
treacherous.  After deliberating for a moment, Clark decided it was still
the
easiest place to cross.

"Come on, Lois," he told her.  "This is going to be a little tricky, but
I'll
hang onto you, okay?"

Lois nodded and forced herself to concentrate on her footing as they stepped
carefully onto the loose soil and rocks along the bank.  They were almost to
the bottom when Lois suddenly stepped on a loose rock and it skittered out
from beneath her.

With a startled cry, Lois felt her feet start to slip out from beneath her
and
she grabbed desperately for Clark, who had momentarily loosened his grip on
her to steady himself on the unstable rocks.  Her hands met with empty air,
though, and in the next instant she felt herself falling.

Hearing her startled cry, Clark quickly made a grab for her, but it wasn't
soon enough and Lois fell the few steps remaining into the bottom of the
riverbed and landed with a thud on the cold, hard ground.

"Lois!" Clark exclaimed, rushing to her side.  "I'm so sorry!  Are you all
right?"  When he bent down next to her, he saw the tears brimming in her
eyes
and he felt like his heart was about to shatter into a million tiny little
pieces for not being there to prevent her from falling.

In an attempt to hide her tears from Clark, Lois averted her head and gave a
quick nod as she reached down to brush at the dirt and leaves clinging to
her
knees.  Clark began to help, but instantly froze when he saw the flash of
red
on the inside of her knee.  "Wait, Lois, stop!" he commanded forcefully,
shocking Lois into submission.  "I think you just cut yourself.  Hold still
and let me look."

Taking her knee gently between his hands, he immobilized her leg and
searched
for the source of the blood.  But when his efforts revealed no freshly
opened
wound, his brow furrowed in confusion.  Then, upon further inspection, he
realized the blood wasn't the result of her fall; it was once again starting
to trickle down her leg from where it escaped from beneath her dried,
blood-crusted bandage.

Muttering a tense swear word, he sat back on his heals and turned his
attention to his shirt.  Finding a tiny rip along one side, he started there
and tore off a section of his shirttail.  The fabric was dirty, but it would
have to do.

"What are you doing?" Lois asked, her watery eyes widening as she watched
him
rip his shirt.

"I'm going to rebandage your thigh and try to stop the bleeding," he told
her
matter of factly.  With the section of torn shirt in his hand, he knelt down
beside her and lifted the hem of her dirt-smattered dress.  "Hold still
while
I take this old bandage off.  This might hurt a bit."

Grasping the curling edges of the once-white adhesive tape, he looked up at
Lois and met her gaze.  "Ready?" he asked.  When she nodded, he ripped.

Lois' sharp intake of breath and barely contained "Ow!" made him flinch, but
he hurried and ripped the bottom strip of adhesive tape off, as well.

"Ow!" Lois complained in teary protest.  She grabbed her thigh just above
the
sticky tape residue and squeezed.  It helped to dull the burning pain, a
combination of hair and skin being ripped away and her reopened, bleeding
wound.

"Sorry," Clark apologized, his eyes meeting hers briefly.  "I'm sure that
didn't feel good."

"It never does," Lois muttered.  She tried to inconspicuously reach up to
wipe
at the tears that had begun to slide down her cheeks, but Clark noticed.

His heart ached for her as he carefully removed the blood-crusted bandage to
expose the wound.  He cringed when he saw that the haphazard stitches had
pulled loose, and that blood was flowing through the reopened gash and down
past the purpling skin around the wound.

He muttered another swear word under his breath and had to consciously
remind
himself to stay in control, in spite of the infuriating feeling of knowing
that he really *didn't* have *any* control of the situation.  And that made
him feel even worse.

"I'm going to tie this around your thigh, Lois, and I'm going to make it
kind
of tight," he announced as calmly as possible.  "I just want to make sure it
stops the bleeding and stays put."

Lois gave a teary-eyed nod.  "Okay."

Clark carefully placed the bandage over the gash, slid the ends under her
leg
and knotted them, then slowly pulled the ends tight.  Lois jerked her leg
involuntarily as the pressure sent new twinges of pain radiating through
her,
and she closed her eyes against the pain.

She sensed Clark's worried eyes on her, but she was afraid that if she
opened
her eyes, she'd see the compassion in his expression and would no longer be
able to keep from breaking down.  She already felt as if she was on the
verge
of doing just that.  She waited for the pain to recede, but after a long,
silent minute, she began to wonder if it was ever going to.

"Lois?" came Clark's quiet voice.

Finally she opened her eyes, causing the lidded tears to escape.  Clark
reached up to wipe one tear away, then another, and another.  Clark's
tear-filled, soulful eyes were too much for her, and the hopelessness that
she'd fought to keep in check for so long finally bubbled over.

"Clark, I can't keep on going, I just can't," she cried, finally starting to
break down.  "It's just all too much for me.  I feel sick to my stomach, and
my head's spinning like crazy...and my leg..."  She broke off as the sobs
overtook her body and she buried her face in her hands.

Instantly Clark was beside her, taking her in his arms and rocking her
gently.
"Shhh, Lois, it's okay.  It's going to be okay," he soothed, tucking her
head
beneath his chin and pressing her face to his chest.

After a while, his quiet words, the warmth of his arms and the steady
beating
of his heart beneath her ear seemed to soothe her, and her sobs finally
subsided.  When she lay still and spent in his arms, Clark gave her
shoulders
a gentle rub.

"Lois, I don't think that spot where Trask's men were is too much further,"
he
began, choosing his words carefully since he knew she was already on the
verge
of giving up.  "I know you think you can't go on, but we have to.  And
there's
no way I'm going on without you."

Her composure started to collapse again.  "Clark, I just can't--"

"Then I'll carry you," he interrupted, his voice more determined than Lois
had
ever heard it before.

"But how are you going to carry me, Clark?" Lois asked through her tears.
"You can barely stand up yourself."

Clark's steely, determined gaze met her doubtful, weary one.  "I'll manage,"
was all he could say.

Bending over, he slid one hand around her back and the other under her knees
and lifted.  A low groan escaped his lips as he struggled to support her
weight, and he took a couple of lurching steps forward. Lois wrapped her
arms
around his neck and tried to stay as still as possible so she wouldn't make
his carrying her tougher on him that it already was.

Clark grimaced as he started to walk, carefully balancing Lois' weight in
his
arms.  His lack of strength angered him, and it was all he could do not to
let
his anger boil to the surface.  He'd carried Lois dozens of times before,
and
never had it been a problem.  But now, when it had never been more important
or a more life-threatening situation, he could barely do it without the
threat
of dropping her.

As he struggled to scramble up the shallow embankment, he shook his head in
silent frustration.  But he forced himself to keep going.  He had to.  Help
couldn't be far away, and he was going to find it.  For Lois' sake as much
as
his own.

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Erin  :)
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I know...how the heck much longer is this monster going to get? <vbg>  Hang
in
there...there's some good stuff to come.  ;)

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The Darkest Hour (Before the Dawn)
part 30
by Erin Klingler
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Clark hadn't gone far before he started to wonder just how much further he
could carry Lois.  His own strength was dwindling, he was out of breath, and
his legs felt like they were ready to give out.  But he gritted his teeth
and
made a conscious effort to keep going, knowing that he just had to be right.
There had to be a road close by.

Just as he really began to wonder if his theory had been all wrong, he saw
it.
There, up ahead...a paved road.  It was barely visible through the dense
trees, but it was there!

"Lois!" he exclaimed, his energy level suddenly rebounding.  "Look, I was
right!  There's the road up ahead!"

Lois started a little in his arms, and he realized then that she'd been
asleep.  She blinked groggily and looked up, almost in disbelief.  But there
it was, just like it thought it would be.  Immediately she felt her hopes
began to brighten.

Knowing they'd finally found what they'd been looking for, Clark carefully
set
Lois down, but kept his arm around her to support her.

Lois clenched her jaw as all the blood rushed to her leg, making it throb
painfully.  "So what do we do now?" she asked, trying to keep all her weight
on her other leg as she used Clark's supportive arm to balance herself.  "Do
we flag down a ride?"

Clark thought for a minute.  "Yeah, we need to get back to Metropolis
somehow.
There's no hospital around here.  But we don't want to be standing along the
side of the road and happen to have Trask's men drive by and see us."

"No, that would *not* be a good thing," Lois deadpanned.  "So...what?  By
the
time we hear a car, verify that it's not one of Trask's guys, and rush down
to
the road to flag them down, the car would be gone."

"I know," Clark sighed.  They were both silent a minute as they deliberated
their options.  Clark took a couple of steps toward the road, supporting
Lois
as she limped along beside him and looked up the road, and then down.
Suddenly something caught his eye.

A café!

Clark's heart began to pound in his chest.  "Lois, do you see what I see?"

Lois looked where he was pointing and her eyes widened.  "It looks like a
little restaurant!" she exclaimed.  "And there are a couple of cars out
front.
That means-"

"We can get help!" Clark practically shouted, delirious with relief.  "Come
on.  You think you can make it there with my help?  It's only about a
quarter
of a mile down the road."

Lois nodded as she started to cry, this time with sheer happiness that they
were finally about to be free from their nightmare.

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(I can almost hear the shouts and cheers of "YAY, FINALLY!" ringing out in
folcdome even as I typed that last sentence.  <g>)

more to come....

Erin  :)
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Hey, Erin!! I love what you've done to Part 29! And Part 30's great as
well... but I have one big question. *Why didn't I get to see Part 30
earlier??* Especially after I pleaded with you to get them to safety, too!

I really hope Trevor gives you time to write more of this story. I need
Lois to get that leg treated!

Wendy
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Thank you, Erin!!  Thanks for letting Lois and Clark
escape from the cave.  And thanks for letting them
find the cafe and for giving them hope.

Irene

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Helene's quiz, okay...

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>- the "Grandfather Tree"

Meet Me In Kansas City, by Chris Mulder

>- a dot on a monitor

For the Greater Good, by Wendy Richards

I think I'm better at making these things up. :)

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Wendy wrote:
>Hey, Erin!! I love what you've done to Part 29! And Part 30's great as
>well... but I have one big question. *Why didn't I get to see Part 30
>earlier??* Especially after I pleaded with you to get them to safety, too!

LOL!  Sorry!  <sg>  I didn't write that road scene until *after* I talked to
you, and I just decided to go ahead and post it as part 30 since I'm sure
you
all hate how much you've been tortured with all my cliffhangers.  They're
really not intentional, I promise!  <g>  It's just taking me months to get
this monstrosity of a fic written.  (I know Kathy can relate to *that* <g>)

>I really hope Trevor gives you time to write more of this story. I need
>Lois to get that leg treated!

On my way.  ;)  Actually, I think I'll have another segment done and ready
to
post tomorrow for all of you who are still reading.

Back to writing... <g>

Erin  :)
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Can I come in twice like this? After saving bandwidth on earlier posts, here
I am doing this twice...

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>- a missing tent
 This one, I think, is Elaine's "To the Stars," or something. A multi-part
crossover with several shows I'd never heard of. :) Clark goes camping and
the spare tent for Lois is deliberately left behind to put them together. Or
maybe not. :)

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Erin wrote:
>Actually, I think I'll have another segment done and ready to
>post tomorrow for all of you who are still reading.

Yea! Yea! Hip hip hooray!!!  "For all of you who are still reading"???
You've GOT to be kidding...
Terry
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(John & Lois & Clark & Joan, Part 13)

It was interesting, Clark realized, that five days ago, he was doing the
same thing he was doing now -- walking slowly back to his hotel feeling
depressed.  Five days ago, he had been convinced that he had blown the
interview with Mr. White.  Today, however, he wondered if he could feel any
lower.

Clark had the unfortunate, but necessary, task of telling Joan that he had
kissed Lois.  It wasn't as if he didn't want to -- it would be grossly
unfair to Joan if he kept quiet.  It was just the fact that he was going to
hurt her, and if could help it, he didn't want hurt anyone, physically or
otherwise.  Joan had invited him over, despite feeling sick, and this was
the best opportunity to face up to the situation, to tell her everything.
He *had* to.

Clark also had to deal with the fact that he'd heard Lois' last remark
before she had left work today.  "I've already cheated on John once by
kissing you," Lois had said.  Well, it was obvious that Lois did not feel
the same way as Clark felt towards her.  Maybe she was just attracted by his
looks -- oh, why did he not get dressed before Lois had come to pick him up
this morning?

Why should it matter how Lois felt?  She still was with John.  And hadn't
Clark said not too long ago, that a relationship with Lois was out of the
question, and that a *friendship* was the next best possible thing?  'But
that was before I had that dream last night,' Clark thought sadly.  'Before
I dreamt of kissing Lois.'

He stopped suddenly when he got to the street the hotel was on.  Had that
dream foretold something that was going to happen?  Well, whether it was or
not, it wouldn't have foretold today.  Not when it was still daylight
outside.  Not when the skies were clear.  Not when he had flown most of the
way back from the Planet instead of wondering around the streets.  Of
course, he didn't have many dreams that were so vivid as this one had been,
so it could have just been his subconscious mind at work.

By the time Clark reached the entrance of the Hotel Apollo, he felt a little
apprehensive.  He opened the door slowly and made his way into the lobby.
Of course, the lobby was empty, save for the hotel manager dozing off at the
front desk.  And of course, Lois wasn't there.  'Why would she be here,
anyway?' Clark thought irrationally.  'She's off to have dinner with
Luthor.'

The thought of Lois spending time with Luthor made Clark sick in the
stomach.  There was something about Luthor that bothered him, and now, he
had wished that he could have asked Lois to be careful before she had left
the Planet.  Maybe Lois wouldn't have appreciated the concern (since she had
been an investigative reporter much longer than Clark had), but still, for
some reason, Clark had this urge to protect her.

Protect Lois?  This was weird.  Of course, Clark had been concerned for
Joan's safety from time to time, like when she had went out late at night to
get Chinese takeout.  But Joan was a high school teacher.  Statistically
speaking, it was less likely for her to get into trouble than for Lois.
This urge was stronger.  Clark was worried about her.  Clark wanted her to
be safe.  Clark was in love with her...

Oh, this was going nowhere!  There was nothing he could do about his
feelings.  He knew how Lois felt, and he would just have to be content with
being friends.  Right?  *Right?*  Feeling quite despondent, Clark walked
through the lobby.  He was about to reach the stairs when someone shouted
behind him.

"Hey you!  The guy with the glasses!"  Clark turned, and saw the portly,
middle-aged hotel manager motioning him over to the front desk.

Clark walked to the man.  "You wanted to speak to me, sir?" he asked
politely.

"Just wanted to know how much longer you're planning on staying.  You said a
few days, and it's been a few days."

"I would have thought that you would want me to stay as long as possible,"
Clark pointed out.  Perhaps he was being naive, but he wouldn't have
expected the hotel manager wanting to throw him out.

"Business is pickin' up," the hotel manager shrugged.  "S'that time of year.
 Need to know what rooms I'll have vacant."

"Oh," Clark replied simply.  With everything that had transpired, at work
and in his personal life, he had forgotten to start looking for an apartment
of his own...

An apartment of his own?  Did he want to stay in Metropolis?  Clark wasn't
sure.  It had been a little over five years since he had graduated from
Midwest State, since he had begun traveling all over the world, never
staying at one place for longer than six months at a time.  It had been
what, ten days? since he had arrived in Metropolis, and Clark had really
liked living here so far.  Okay, so maybe the hotel room wasn't the best
room out there.  But seriously, Clark had enjoyed all the aspects of city
life.  It would be nice to stay.

Clark noticed that the hotel manager was waiting for his answer.  Clearing
his throat, Clark said, "I don't know, maybe a week?"

A grunt was Clark's reply.  The manager was about to go to his office when
remembered something.  "Oh, there was some blondie looking for you a little
while ago.  She looked a little nervous.  Was that your girl or somethin',
kid?"

"I don't know any blond woman," Clark started to respond, but found that he
was talking to air.  Just like before, the hotel manager had turned abruptly
and went into his office.

This was news to Clark.  A *blond* woman had been looking for him?  Who
could she be?  It couldn't have been either Lois or Joan -- both were
brunettes, Joan was at home sick, and Lois was at the Planet most of the
day.  It couldn't have been Cat either -- she was auburn-haired.  Besides,
when Cat had first come on to him, at Clark's first day at the Planet, he
had made it quite clear that he wasn't available, that he was seeing
someone.  She had not bothered him since, and now she was eyeing some rich
Oriental, the last he had heard.

Clark turned around and went upstairs to his room, lost in thought.  Come to
think of it, it couldn't have been anyone from the Planet. Only Lois and Mr.
White knew where Clark was staying.  This didn't make sense.  First the
phone calls, and now this.  Clark's eyes narrowed.  Was there a connection?
 If there was, then why?  Was someone stalking him?

'Okay, the idea sounded way out there,' Clark thought.  'I haven't been in
Metropolis for long, and I don't know many people.'  But there were quite a
few women who would consider him attractive, Clark realized, to his
discomfort.  After all, his super-hearing had picked up some interesting
adjectives that had been reserved for him, when he had been in school.  He
had always been very uncomfortable with all the attention.

The more Clark thought about it, the more plausible the idea sounded.  This
*was* Metropolis, after all.  The city with one of the worst crime rates in
the U.S.  The city that was home to all kinds of people, including those
who, well, were not in the best frame of mind.  Maybe one of those people
was following him around, and she was probably harmless.  Of course she was
harmless; what could she possibly do with Clark and his powers?  Perhaps
this was normal, and perhaps Lois had been stalked by someone before.

Well, for now, Clark had no answers.  Maybe he would talk to Lois about
this; now he was curious as to whether this had happened to her before.
Filing this information for future reference, Clark unlocked the door to his
room.

* * * * * * * *

At seven o'clock sharp, Clark was standing in front the door to Joan's
apartment.  Because the mystery of the blond woman was still in his mind, he
had taken extra precautions before taking off from an alley nearby the
hotel.  Once he had landed nearby Joan's apartment building, he had used his
x-ray vision to make sure no one was watching.

He noticed that the same lights in the hallway were still out from his last
visit.  He also noticed that one of the numbers on her door was missing (the
'0', as it turned out).  He finally noticed that he hadn't knocked the door
yet.  Sighing, he brought up his hand and lightly rapped the door twice.

The door opened, and there stood Joan, with her hair all mussed up, wearing
a robe, and looking drowsy.  Her smile seemed forced.  "Hey," she greeted
him softly and gave him a hug.  Unfortunately, she still hadn't found her
voice yet.

"Hi," Clark said.  "Did I wake you up?  'Cause I could come back later..."

Joan shook her head.  "I got up a while ago.  I'm making some chicken soup
now.  Join me for a bowl?"  Without letting Clark answer, Joan turned and
headed for the kitchen.

Clark sighed again.  This hadn't started on the right foot.  He had been
planning on cooking Joan dinner, to soften the blow later, but Joan had
already beaten him to it.  He stepped into her apartment and closed the
door.  The aromas from the kitchen had spilt into the living room, and to
Clark, it smelled really good.

Moments later, Joan reappeared in the living room carrying a tray with two
bowls with steam rising from them.  Clark got up to take the tray from Joan,
but Joan shooed him off.  Gingerly she set the tray on the coffee table.
For the next several minutes the two ate in silence, their attentions
focused on the news on LNN instead of each other.  Clark both liked and
disliked the delay.  Apparently no one else was close to figuring out what
had happened to the Messenger; the coverage had decreased considerably since
Wednesday.

Clark finally set his empty bowl on the tray and looked up.  Joan was still
working on hers.  The soup was good, as always, but again, he had wished
that Joan hadn't gone through the trouble.  "I was planning on cooking," he
remarked.

Joan shrugged.  "I just wanted to do something besides sitting in bed
feeling miserable."  She set her bowl down, and as she did so, noticed the
sad look on Clark's face.  She grabbed her remote and turned off the TV.
She said carefully, "Something wrong?  Bad day at the Planet?"

Clark gave a humorless chuckle.  "You could say that.  But I wanted to talk
to you about...  I did something, um, terrible.  Something horrible,
unforgivable..."

He tried to put his thoughts into words.  'I am in love with someone
else....'  No, no good.  'I kissed another woman because I wanted to....'
No, that was worse.  'I went behind your back at the White Orchid Ball....'
 He took a deep breath.  'Just say it, Kent!'  "I've betrayed you, and I've
kissed another woman."  There, he said it.

For a moment Joan said nothing.  Clark was about to repeat himself, thinking
that what he had just said hadn't settled in Joan's mind yet, when she
sneezed.  Looking at him with an expression that pained him, she said
quietly, "You kissed Lois Lane."

Clark was floored.  She *knew*.  Somehow, she knew.  And now she hated him
for it.  But wait, the look in Joan's eyes.  It wasn't of hatred, but of
sadness.  Okay, so he had broken her heart.  Oh why hadn't he told her
sooner?  "How did you know?" he asked, not even bothering to deny it.

"Do you remember Senator Washington?"  Clark's blank look told her that he
didn't.  "He was at the White Orchid Ball," Joan explained.  "His niece is a
friend of mine, and she saw you and Lois on the dance floor, kissing.  She
didn't know you, but she recognized Lois Lane, and her description of Lois'
date sounded a lot like you."

"I'm so sorry," Clark said brokenly, running a hand through his hair.  "I
didn't mean to hurt you..."

"At first I was angry," Joan went on, not listening.  "I never would have
expected that from you, Clark, you know?  You were the most honest, decent,
and caring person I have ever met.  But Elaine said that you looked very
upset when you left, and that sounded like you were guilty over what you'd
done.  So I decided to test you."

Joan paused to cough.  "So I said nothing and waited to see if you were
going to tell me.  I wanted to see how decent of a guy you really are.  I
didn't hear from you all day yesterday, and I started getting worried.  Then
you called me this morning.  You were thinking about telling me then,
weren't you?"

Clark nodded numbly.  Joan sniffed, "At least I can say that you had the
decency to tell me now instead of trying to see Lois behind my back."  She
sighed and leaned back into her sofa.  Her little speech had tired her.

Clark was simply confused at Joan's reaction.  Wouldn't Joan have cried,
yelled at him, or looked angry?  Joan seemed, well, subdued.  Perhaps it was
because she was still sick.  "Should I leave?" he asked in a small voice.

Joan shook her head.  "Not yet.  I am upset at what you had done, but look
at us, Clark!  We've been dating for about a month.  We've hugged and
kissed, and not much else.  We haven't slept together, though I've been
tempted."  Joan looked Clark over, and he blushed.  "Maybe it's unrealistic,
but one of the things I look for in a guy is passion.  You're very
attractive, and you're quite a gentleman, but, well, let's just say that I'm
not feeling any spark here.  Do you?"

"No," Clark admitted, "but like you said, Joan, it's only been a month.
Couldn't a 'spark' develop later on?"

"Maybe," Joan said.  "But I'm pretty good in sensing things like this,
whether it was deciding which college to go to, deciding which job to take,
or deciding if a relationship had a future.  Big, life altering decisions.
This is one of them, and I'm not sure that this would work out in the long
run."

Clark looked at Joan, wide-eyed.  This was not how he expected it at all.
'Now who was breaking up with whom?' he wondered.  He was at a loss for
words.  "I'm sorry," he said again.

Joan coughed again, and stood up.  "Me too."  Not so discreetly, she eyed
her door.

"I guess now I should leave," Clark remarked, as he got up.  "But don't you
think we should talk about this some more?"

"I don't think there's anything else we could talk about," Joan replied.  "I
see no future in us, and you have feelings for someone else.  Besides, I'm
tired and still feeling miserable."  She walked to the door.

"I'm sorry," Clark said, following her.

Joan tried not to roll her eyes.  That man was sometimes too much of a Boy
Scout.  "It would be nice if you didn't have to say, 'I'm sorry' so much."

"I'm sor..." Clark started, and checked himself.  "Okay."

"You don't have to worry about your secret," Joan said earnestly.  "I won't
tell anyone."

"I wasn't worried, but thank you."  Clark paused at the door, as if he
wanted to do something.  Joan took the initiative and gave him a warm hug.

"If you still want to talk, I'll be here," she whispered in his ear.

"Thank you."  Stepping back, Clark looked at Joan for one last time, and
slowly walked out the door, and perhaps out of her life.

Joan closed her door and turned all three locks.  She smiled sadly and shook
her head.  "Oh, Clark," she breathed.  "You'll see that this was for the
best."  Blowing a strand of hair from her face, she went to her living room
and retrieved her tray of empty dishes.

* * * * * * * *

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I apologise if this reply is a bit late; I've been away.
Look on the internet - I'm sure you'll find details of a recent (in)famous
"avalanche" here in Australia.  Look for the name "Stuart Diver" and the
place name "Thredbo".  Briefly, it happened about a week before Princess Di
died in her car accident.  Stuart Diver was/is? a ski instructor and that
particular night, the ground beneath the ski lodge in which he and his wife
lived collapsed and slid down the hill.  He was the only survivor, and his
rescue from the hole in the ground was fully televised.  His wife drowned
in running water next to him, stuck under the bed and concrete.  It was all
very sad. (That's an understatement, I know.)  He's just written a book
about his experiences.  When I read the CJ Cherryh L&C book, I thought of
this event, because in the book, water is passed beneath the buildings in
order to loosen the foundations, and that's exactly what happened (although
not intentionally) at Thredbo.
Hope this helps some,
Jen
At 02:05 AM 20/05/2000 +0000, Bethy Em wrote:

>Help!  :-)  I need Superman to get called away for a disaster on 4th of
>July.  It needs to be a long, tedious, emotionally-draining type.  I'm
>thinking natural disaster, but I need to get details right.
>
>If possible, I'd like an avalanche, which would therefore need to be
>Southern Hemisphere.  Soo....does anyone know if Argentina (or thereabouts)
>gets avalanches?  Also, what would the timezone be there?  (In relation to
>Kansas).  And (I know, I know, I ask too many questions) what is a typical
>cause of an avalanche?
>
>If anyone knows the answers to these questions, or has a better idea, let
me
>know on the list or e-mail -- jextra42@hotmail.com
>
>Thanks!
>
>Bethy
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Yay!  They're finally getting somewhere!

Tara (who thinks she should really go back and read the first 26 parts now
:)
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Sent: Tuesday, May 23, 2000 12:42 PM
Subject: NEW: The Darkest Hour (part 30)

> I know...how the heck much longer is this monster going to get? <vbg>
Hang in
> there...there's some good stuff to come.  ;)
>
> ***********************************
> The Darkest Hour (Before the Dawn)
> part 30
> by Erin Klingler
> erink@ida.net
> Rated:  PG-13
> Feedback:  all welcomed, private or public.
>
> ****************************************************************
>
>
> Clark hadn't gone far before he started to wonder just how much further he
> could carry Lois.  His own strength was dwindling, he was out of breath,
and
> his legs felt like they were ready to give out.  But he gritted his teeth
and
> made a conscious effort to keep going, knowing that he just had to be
right.
> There had to be a road close by.
>
> Just as he really began to wonder if his theory had been all wrong, he saw
it.
> There, up ahead...a paved road.  It was barely visible through the dense
> trees, but it was there!
>
> "Lois!" he exclaimed, his energy level suddenly rebounding.  "Look, I was
> right!  There's the road up ahead!"
>
> Lois started a little in his arms, and he realized then that she'd been
> asleep.  She blinked groggily and looked up, almost in disbelief.  But
there
> it was, just like it thought it would be.  Immediately she felt her hopes
> began to brighten.
>
> Knowing they'd finally found what they'd been looking for, Clark carefully
set
> Lois down, but kept his arm around her to support her.
>
> Lois clenched her jaw as all the blood rushed to her leg, making it throb
> painfully.  "So what do we do now?" she asked, trying to keep all her
weight
> on her other leg as she used Clark's supportive arm to balance herself.
"Do
> we flag down a ride?"
>
> Clark thought for a minute.  "Yeah, we need to get back to Metropolis
somehow.
> There's no hospital around here.  But we don't want to be standing along
the
> side of the road and happen to have Trask's men drive by and see us."
>
> "No, that would *not* be a good thing," Lois deadpanned.  "So...what?  By
the
> time we hear a car, verify that it's not one of Trask's guys, and rush
down to
> the road to flag them down, the car would be gone."
>
> "I know," Clark sighed.  They were both silent a minute as they
deliberated
> their options.  Clark took a couple of steps toward the road, supporting
Lois
> as she limped along beside him and looked up the road, and then down.
> Suddenly something caught his eye.
>
> A café!
>
> Clark's heart began to pound in his chest.  "Lois, do you see what I see?"
>
> Lois looked where he was pointing and her eyes widened.  "It looks like a
> little restaurant!" she exclaimed.  "And there are a couple of cars out
front.
> That means-"
>
> "We can get help!" Clark practically shouted, delirious with relief.
"Come
> on.  You think you can make it there with my help?  It's only about a
quarter
> of a mile down the road."
>
> Lois nodded as she started to cry, this time with sheer happiness that
they
> were finally about to be free from their nightmare.
>
> ******************************************
>
> (I can almost hear the shouts and cheers of "YAY, FINALLY!" ringing out in
> folcdome even as I typed that last sentence.  <g>)
>
> more to come....
>
>
> Erin  :)
> __________________
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>              *****
> "It's not the years that count, it's the moments...right now, as they
happen."
> __________________
>
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In a message dated 5/22/2000 9:01:46 PM Eastern Daylight Time,
Tmck724@AOL.COM writes:

<< I'm looking for a fanfic.  I believe the title of the story is
called "Let it be me."  I don't remember author's name but I kind of
remember the storyline. Lois and Clark met during their college year and
fell in love and Clark asked Lois to marry but Lois refused to marry
Clark.>>

Ok, I emailed Mary and she said she'd be happy to post it here.  She's also
working on a new website as well and it will be posted there too.

www.megsfamilyhobbies.homestead.com

Kath
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I got an email that several people have been asking to read this again.
Since the website is under construction at a new URL, I am posting it.  All
the standard blah blah blahs apply.  All criticism sent to me or publicly.

Chapter 1 - The Meeting

    "Good morning class.  This is the journalism seminar.  You should all
understand that you will receive optional credit for this class.  The
syllabus is coming around as well as a sign in sheet.  Now, you will ...
excuse me sir... have you found a seat?"
    Pushing through several people in the back rows, he looks up as he sits
down, "I'm fine.  Sorry."
    "Well then, if you would look at the syllabus.  The seminar will consist
of three major writing efforts and daily writing assignments.  These daily
assignments may encompass any facet of the university or city life.  As
future journalists, I expect you to fully jump into your work and not accept
no for an answer.  Also, there will be a midterm and final, which both
include a mock event to be covered within minutes.  Now, for today, I would
like an obituary - your obituary, and please die with honor.  This is the
first time and last time this next thing will ever happen.  Dismissed
early."
 The professor picked up his bag and walked out.  The students all sat in
amazement of the amount of work ahead, much less the coolness of the
professor.  They began leaving, seeing he wasn't joking.
    "Excuse me..."  A handsome yet slightly nerdy looking man tried to
squeeze between two women sitting still.  He looked around and saw several
other women looking in his direction and giggling.  Trying not to blush, he
tucked his head into his chest and continued out the door.
    "What did you think of that introduction?"  A woman raced up to the man
and was panting she had run so hard.  She was wearing jean shorts and a
sleeveless shirt.  She was naturally pretty, but had a little too much
make-up on for it being 90 degrees.  The handsome man, in shorts, looked
over
at her.
    "You talking to me?"  He kept walking toward the dorms.
    "Yeah, what did you think?"  She almost had to run to keep up with his
regular stride.
    "I don't know...sounds interesting, but more challenging than what I'm
used to.  Why?"
    "Well, I thought it was...unconscious.  I have never had a professor at
this school so cold in reaction."
"I really never had a class here...I actually go to school in Kansas but
I...."
    "There's my bus...nice meeting you. " The woman ran off as the man
stopped and watched.
    "Nice meeting you too."  He continued off to the dorm that he had rented
for the session.  It was one room, but he had no roommate.  The bathroom had
a shower and very dirty water.  The bed was really not a bed, but more like
a
wooden block.  He threw his books down and decided it was a good time for a
nap.

    "Lucy?  It's Lois.  I hate my journalism class.  I wish these professors
would let us write on what we want.  Now they want us to write our own
obituary."
    "Lois, what else happened?  Anything good?  Are you going to the summer
dance there?"  Lois by this time had thrown her shoes off and crawled into
her lounge clothes.
    "I met a few people in class.  There was this girl that actually wrote
an
article for the New York Times already.  See the competition I have."
    "Lois, you wanted this."
    "I know, but on the other hand, there's this guy from Kansas...at least
I
won't have the lowest grade in the class."  Lois proceeded to shove a
spoonful of ice cream in her mouth.
    "Lois, ask him to the dance.  From what you say, that has got to the
longest conversation with a man you've had in months."  Lucy could just
picture the look that Lois was giving the phone in response to that comment.
    "Look Lucy.  This is college.  I am not some giddy school girl anymore.
Yes, I am.  You're right.  Maybe if I ever see him again.  There are two
hundred people in this class.  Oh, I have to go."  Lois shoved the ice cream
back in the fridge, changed and headed out the door.

    The archeology class went better than the journalism class did.  At
least, he got there on time.  He was rarely late to anything but then again
he couldn't speed into a room of hundreds of people.  He got back to the
dorm
again and looked around his room.  It didn't leave much room for movement.
But, it was a basement room, so if he wanted, he could sneak out.  Being the
first day, he thought he should check in at home.
    "Mom, it's me.  No, I'm fine.  Classes sound interesting.  No, I haven't
done 'anything.'  Just playing the good college student.  But I need a
favor.
 I'm a little short of cash and would really like to have a good dinner."
    "Then come home tonight...bring you work, you can return a little before
classes start tomorrow."
    "Thanks, I'll see you soon."  Clark arrived in Smallville a little while
later, knowing that was going to be exactly what he liked most.
    "How was your flight?"
    "Short.  Chicago is quite close."  They all sat down and began eating.
    "So, have you met anyone yet?  Your father and I were hoping that
something better would happen at college."  His parents looked at him
intently.
    "Actually, this woman started babbling to me today and then ran off for
the bus.  I really have still no idea what was going through her mind but
whatever it was, she was sure trying to get an answer out of me."  He and
his
parents laughed.
    "Did you get her name?"  Martha was always trying to fix her son up,
feeling somewhat sorry for his being different.
    "Nah.  Just that doesn't like the prof or something like that.  But
don't
say anything mom, I have already decided to talk to her again."  Martha
smiled and patted her son on the back.  "You know I have a good feeling
about
this summer.  I think something good is coming and that I'm fitting in."
His
parents smiled as they started clearing the dishes.  The rest of the night
was quiet where their son could finish the work that he had for the next
day.
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> > LabRat's too busy writing.
>
> Yay! This is great news! /me is jumping up and down :) :)
I'm jumping up and down with you on this one! The problem is, we all
have a different story we want her to finish first. (Labrat - Second
Degree Burns!)

Meanwhile, I did really awful this time!
> S
> P
> O
> I
> L
> E
> R
>
> S
> P
> A
> C
> E
>
> - a cat named Wes Craven
Speak of the devil (err..rat) Labrat's Caped Fear

> - a missing tent
Not placing it

> - an ice blue silk nightgown
sounds vaguely famaliar

> - the "Grandfather Tree"
nope

> - a hotel room which number is 604
nope

> - a cow named Boris
again, sounds famaliar

> - a dot on a monitor
That's Wendy's story where Clark flies out to intercept the Kryptonite
meteor, but I can't remember the name! Aarrrgghh!

yeah I know, pitiful
TerriAnn

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Ok, peoples, we're getting near the end of Threads of Confusion (I =
haven't decided if I'm going to call the 2nd part ToC2 or what yet).  =
Let me know what you think.

ToC part 14

Naomi Wildman triggered the door and stepped back, motion for Lois and =
Clark to go through. They smiled their thanks as they passed her.

The room they entered was set up along very much the same lines as the =
conference rooms back at the Planet. In the center of the room, and =
taking up much of the available space, was a long rectangular table with =
chairs set up at regular intervals. At the far end, set into the wall, =
was a computer interface where, at the Planet, Perry would have had =
relevant information displayed on a stand. In the walls to the left of =
that were windows that showed the star-scape without.

Tom Paris, Seven of Nine, Neelix and Captain Janeway were already there =
and seated, along with four others-three men and a woman-that Clark =
didn't know.

Captain Janeway stood up with a smile as they entered and gestured for =
them to seat themselves at two of the three remaining seats. "Please, =
have a seat. Let me introduce you to my senior staff. You already know =
Ensign Paris, Neelix and Seven of Nine. The others are Commander =
Chakotay, my first officer." The competent looking man at Janeway's left =
with the tattoo on his forehead nodded at them. "Lieutenant Commander =
Tuvok, my security chief." The black man with the pointed ears and =
reserved air inclined his head at them. "Lt. B'Elanna Torres, my chief =
engineer." The fierce-looking woman who was seated beside Ensign Paris =
nodded at them. "And Ensign Harry Kim, chief of operations. "Kim, a =
young Asian man, smiled at them.

"The Doctor should be here soon--" The door behind her swished open, =
interrupting her, and the Doctor walked in.

"Ah, speak of the devil!" Janeway said with a wry smile.

"Sorry I'm late, Captain," the Doctor said as he took the last empty =
seat.

"That's okay, Doctor, we were just getting started," Chakotay assured =
him. "You haven't missed a thing."

"As I am sure all of you know by now, Clark Kent and Lois Lane are =
responsible for saving the Delta Flyer and her crew from crashing on the =
planet." She rose and walked slowly around the table, coming to a stop =
behind Paris' chair, where she rested her hands on the man's shoulders =
and smiled at Lois and Clark. "For which we are deeply grateful."

Clark found himself returning the warm smile. "We do what we can."

"Well, not it's our turn to see what we can do for you." She resumed her =
walking and stopped at the far end of the table from where she had =
started. "Ensign Paris, Seven, what have you found about the anomaly?"

"Well," Paris had obviously been waiting for this, for he got up, went =
to the computer interface and activated it. A representation of the =
planet appeared, along with a glowing spot that Clark assumed must =
represent the anomaly. "We seem to be dealing with your classic subspace =
tear. It's almost textbook quality."

"A subspace tear" Neelix asked. "I don't believe I've ever run across =
one of those. What is it?"

"You should be grateful you haven't encountered one, Mr. Neelix," Seven =
said as she rose and went to join Paris. "A subspace tear is literally a =
tear in subspace. They are usually caused by an intense explosion at a =
stress point in the subspace continuum. They are highly disruptive to =
the area around them, due to the intense energies released by the tear's =
existence."

"The Federation doesn't have much data on subspace tears, Seven. What do =
the Borg know about them?" Janeway asked.

"The Borg have experimented with them in the past," Seven told them. =
"They were attempting to use them as an energy source. The experiment =
was abandoned after it was proved to be uncontrollable. Several cubes =
were destroyed in the attempt."

"That doesn't sound promising," Chakotay said.

"Actually, we think we can close this one before it causes much more =
damage," Paris said. He tapped controls on the interface and a diagram =
of a funnel-shaped object appeared on the screen. It rotated around to =
present the larger side. "We have determined that the rift was formed in =
Mr. Kent and Ms. Lane's universe. In the Borg experiments, the tears =
were opened from our side. To close the tear, they administered an =
antimatter charge five times the size of the one which opened the tear =
originally."

B'Elanna Torres shook her head. "That's not an option. We don't have =
enough antimatter onboard to close something like that."

"We think there's a slightly less extreme way to do this," Paris said. =
He rotated the diagram around to show the smaller side. "This is the =
opening on our side. We think we can close it from our side using a much =
smaller amount of antimatter--probably not much more than what caused =
this."

"There is one additional problem, Captain," Seven said. "Due to the =
state of subspace flux around the tear, we will not be able to use a =
photon torpedo to deliver the antimatter. The antimatter charge must be =
delivered to a precise position or it will not succeed."

"Can we beam it in?"

"Not if we're going to try to send Ms. Lane and Mr. Kent back through at =
the same time," Torres said. "We've only managed to get transporters =
partially operational after that beating we took back there. They =
managed to fry the main transporter buffers. Secondary buffers will be =
enough for two people, but they won't be able to handle a torpedo."

"We'll have to find another way." Janeway looked at the diagram.

"Um, Captain? I'd like to volunteer for that," Clark said.

"What?" She turned to face him. "How do you mean?"

"Well, now that the Doctor's returned my powers, I'm invulnerable again. =
I could deliver the explosive to exactly where you wanted it."

"Doctor?"

The Doctor nodded. "From what I've been able to tell, he is invulnerable =
to almost everything. Delivering the antimatter to the precise site =
shouldn't be a problem for him. The only problem I see would be a =
constant source of energy for him. I think, however, that with a little =
help from Lt. Torres, that shouldn't be a problem."

"Good. Lt. Torres, how soon do you think you'll have most of the repairs =
finished?"

"Tomorrow morning, at the earliest, Captain."

"Do you think you'll be able to spare someone to help the Doctor?"

"That won't be a problem, Captain. The repairs we are doing don't need a =
lot of manpower, they're just time consuming. I'll be able to help him, =
myself."

"Good. Anything else?" Janway looked around at her officers.

No one said anything. Then Chakotay broke the silence. "You're not going =
to say anything about the Prime Directive, Tuvok?"

Tuvok shook his head. "The Prime Directive clearly does not apply in =
this case. The aliens on the planet already posses space flight and =
highly advanced technology. Also, due to their highly xenophobic =
natures, it is highly unlikely that anything we do will significantly =
affect their culture in any way."

"All right, then. Let's get to it, people. Dismissed."

The officers stood and headed out of the room. Clark and Lois got up and =
went over to Janeway, who was standing by the windows looking out. =
"Captain, is there anything we can do to help?"

She turned to face them. "No, I'm afraid not, Ms. Lane."

"Perhaps they could assist Neelix with the children while I am occupied =
in engineering?" Seven suggested from behind them.

Janeway nodded. "That's a good suggestion. Well, Mr. Kent? Ms. Lane? Do =
you think you're up to it?"

Clark exchanged a look with Lois. "I think we can handle it."

"Good." She smiled at them sympathetically. "I realise this is difficult =
for you, being on a starship so far from home. We'll have you home by =
morning. Don't worry."

"Thank you, Captain," Clark said.

"If you will come with me," Seven said.

Clark and Lois followed Seven out of the briefing room.

tbc...

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<P><FONT color=3D#000000 face=3DArial>Ok, peoples, we're getting near =
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Threads of Confusion (I haven't decided if I'm going to call the 2nd =
part ToC2=20
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<P>&nbsp;</P>
<P><FONT color=3D#000000 face=3DArial>ToC part 14</FONT></P>
<P>Naomi Wildman triggered the door and stepped back, motion for Lois =
and Clark=20
to go through. They smiled their thanks as they passed her.</P>
<P>The room they entered was set up along very much the same lines as =
the=20
conference rooms back at the Planet. In the center of the room, and =
taking up=20
much of the available space, was a long rectangular table with chairs =
set up at=20
regular intervals. At the far end, set into the wall, was a computer =
interface=20
where, at the Planet, Perry would have had relevant information =
displayed on a=20
stand. In the walls to the left of that were windows that showed the =
star-scape=20
without.</P>
<P>Tom Paris, Seven of Nine, Neelix and Captain Janeway were already =
there and=20
seated, along with four others&#8212;three men and a woman&#8212;that =
Clark didn&#8217;t know.</P>
<P>Captain Janeway stood up with a smile as they entered and gestured =
for them=20
to seat themselves at two of the three remaining seats. "Please, have a =
seat.=20
Let me introduce you to my senior staff. You already know Ensign Paris, =
Neelix=20
and Seven of Nine. The others are Commander Chakotay, my first officer." =
The=20
competent looking man at Janeway&#8217;s left with the tattoo on his =
forehead nodded=20
at them. "Lieutenant Commander Tuvok, my security chief." The black man =
with the=20
pointed ears and reserved air inclined his head at them. "Lt. =
B&#8217;Elanna Torres,=20
my chief engineer." The fierce-looking woman who was seated beside =
Ensign Paris=20
nodded at them. "And Ensign Harry Kim, chief of operations. "Kim, a =
young Asian=20
man, smiled at them.</P>
<P>"The Doctor should be here soon--" The door behind her swished open,=20
interrupting her, and the Doctor walked in.</P>
<P>"Ah, speak of the devil!" Janeway said with a wry smile.</P>
<P>"Sorry I&#8217;m late, Captain," the Doctor said as he took the last =
empty=20
seat.</P>
<P>"That&#8217;s okay, Doctor, we were just getting started," Chakotay =
assured him.=20
"You haven&#8217;t missed a thing."</P>
<P>"As I am sure all of you know by now, Clark Kent and Lois Lane are=20
responsible for saving the <I>Delta Flyer</I> and her crew from crashing =
on the=20
planet." She rose and walked slowly around the table, coming to a stop =
behind=20
Paris&#8217; chair, where she rested her hands on the man&#8217;s =
shoulders and smiled at=20
Lois and Clark. "For which we are deeply grateful."</P>
<P>Clark found himself returning the warm smile. "We do what we =
can."</P>
<P>"Well, not it&#8217;s our turn to see what we can do for you." She =
resumed her=20
walking and stopped at the far end of the table from where she had =
started.=20
"Ensign Paris, Seven, what have you found about the anomaly?"</P>
<P>"Well," Paris had obviously been waiting for this, for he got up, =
went to the=20
computer interface and activated it. A representation of the planet =
appeared,=20
along with a glowing spot that Clark assumed must represent the anomaly. =
"We=20
seem to be dealing with your classic subspace tear. It&#8217;s almost =
textbook=20
quality."</P>
<P>"A subspace tear" Neelix asked. "I don&#8217;t believe I&#8217;ve =
ever run across one of=20
those. What is it?"</P>
<P>"You should be grateful you haven&#8217;t encountered one, Mr. =
Neelix," Seven said=20
as she rose and went to join Paris. "A subspace tear is literally a tear =
in=20
subspace. They are usually caused by an intense explosion at a stress =
point in=20
the subspace continuum. They are highly disruptive to the area around =
them, due=20
to the intense energies released by the tear&#8217;s existence."</P>
<P>"The Federation doesn&#8217;t have much data on subspace tears, =
Seven. What do the=20
Borg know about them?" Janeway asked.</P>
<P>"The Borg have experimented with them in the past," Seven told them. =
"They=20
were attempting to use them as an energy source. The experiment was =
abandoned=20
after it was proved to be uncontrollable. Several cubes were destroyed =
in the=20
attempt."</P>
<P>"That doesn&#8217;t sound promising," Chakotay said.</P>
<P>"Actually, we think we can close this one before it causes much more =
damage,"=20
Paris said. He tapped controls on the interface and a diagram of a =
funnel-shaped=20
object appeared on the screen. It rotated around to present the larger =
side. "We=20
have determined that the rift was formed in Mr. Kent and Ms. =
Lane&#8217;s universe. In=20
the Borg experiments, the tears were opened from our side. To close the =
tear,=20
they administered an antimatter charge five times the size of the one =
which=20
opened the tear originally."</P>
<P>B&#8217;Elanna Torres shook her head. "That&#8217;s not an option. We =
don&#8217;t have enough=20
antimatter onboard to close something like that."</P>
<P>"We think there&#8217;s a slightly less extreme way to do this," =
Paris said. He=20
rotated the diagram around to show the smaller side. "This is the =
opening on our=20
side. We think we can close it from our side using a much smaller amount =
of=20
antimatter--probably not much more than what caused this."</P>
<P>"There is one additional problem, Captain," Seven said. "Due to the =
state of=20
subspace flux around the tear, we will not be able to use a photon =
torpedo to=20
deliver the antimatter. The antimatter charge must be delivered to a =
precise=20
position or it will not succeed."</P>
<P>"Can we beam it in?"</P>
<P>"Not if we&#8217;re going to try to send Ms. Lane and Mr. Kent back =
through at the=20
same time," Torres said. "We&#8217;ve only managed to get transporters =
partially=20
operational after that beating we took back there. They managed to fry =
the main=20
transporter buffers. Secondary buffers will be enough for two people, =
but they=20
won&#8217;t be able to handle a torpedo."</P>
<P>"We&#8217;ll have to find another way." Janeway looked at the =
diagram.</P>
<P>"Um, Captain? I&#8217;d like to volunteer for that," Clark said.</P>
<P>"What?" She turned to face him. "How do you mean?"</P>
<P>"Well, now that the Doctor&#8217;s returned my powers, I&#8217;m =
invulnerable again. I=20
could deliver the explosive to exactly where you wanted it."</P>
<P>"Doctor?"</P>
<P>The Doctor nodded. "From what I&#8217;ve been able to tell, he is =
invulnerable to=20
almost everything. Delivering the antimatter to the precise site =
shouldn&#8217;t be a=20
problem for him. The only problem I see would be a constant source of =
energy for=20
him. I think, however, that with a little help from Lt. Torres, that =
shouldn&#8217;t=20
be a problem."</P>
<P>"Good. Lt. Torres, how soon do you think you&#8217;ll have most of =
the repairs=20
finished?"</P>
<P>"Tomorrow morning, at the earliest, Captain."</P>
<P>"Do you think you&#8217;ll be able to spare someone to help the =
Doctor?"</P>
<P>"That won&#8217;t be a problem, Captain. The repairs we are doing =
don&#8217;t need a lot=20
of manpower, they&#8217;re just time consuming. I&#8217;ll be able to =
help him, myself."</P>
<P>"Good. Anything else?" Janway looked around at her officers.</P>
<P>No one said anything. Then Chakotay broke the silence. "You&#8217;re =
not going to=20
say anything about the Prime Directive, Tuvok?"</P>
<P>Tuvok shook his head. "The Prime Directive clearly does not apply in =
this=20
case. The aliens on the planet already posses space flight and highly =
advanced=20
technology. Also, due to their highly xenophobic natures, it is highly =
unlikely=20
that anything we do will significantly affect their culture in any =
way."</P>
<P>"All right, then. Let&#8217;s get to it, people. Dismissed."</P>
<P>The officers stood and headed out of the room. Clark and Lois got up =
and went=20
over to Janeway, who was standing by the windows looking out. "Captain, =
is there=20
anything we can do to help?"</P>
<P>She turned to face them. "No, I&#8217;m afraid not, Ms. Lane."</P>
<P>"Perhaps they could assist Neelix with the children while I am =
occupied in=20
engineering?" Seven suggested from behind them.</P>
<P>Janeway nodded. "That&#8217;s a good suggestion. Well, Mr. Kent? Ms. =
Lane? Do you=20
think you&#8217;re up to it?"</P>
<P>Clark exchanged a look with Lois. "I think we can handle it."</P>
<P>"Good." She smiled at them sympathetically. "I realise this is =
difficult for=20
you, being on a starship so far from home. We&#8217;ll have you home by =
morning. Don&#8217;t=20
worry."</P>
<P>"Thank you, Captain," Clark said.</P>
<P>"If you will come with me," Seven said.</P>
<P>Clark and Lois followed Seven out of the briefing room.</P>
<P>&nbsp;</P>
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Erin, or should I call you Superwoman??
Can't believe you're able to put out works of literature with a new baby and
the rest of life!
I certainly hope something good happens for L&C soon....my heart is aching
for them.  Isn't there some kind of diuretic that Clark could take, so he
could regain his powers, fix Lois' leg with an orange, tea bag and chewing
gum,  fly the ambulance to Metropolis, wrap up the goons with a chain link
fence, and then cross the country to disinfect the computer?  or
something....
Kate
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Chapter 2 - Making Through a Night

    "Good morning.  Please pass, in your row, the papers you wrote up to the
front.  If not typed, please refrain from passing them in and type them by
tomorrow.  Thank you."  Clark didn't use much of his powers that he had
somehow acquired in recent years but couldn't help hearing that voice
babbling again.
    "Do you think this was a stupid assignment?  I did."  Then he found her
giving her hand to some man next to her.  "Lois Lane from Metropolis."  The
man next to her gave her a look and Clark cursed under his breath. 'Why
couldn't I be down there - that guy doesn't care to listen to her.'  Clark
didn't realize how long he had been staring at her and then looked down at
his watch.  The entire hour had passed before his eyes.  They were dismissed
and people began leaving before he realized.  He started to get up.
    "Hello again...Are you there?"  She was standing there.
    "Yeah, I'm just not feeling all that great today.  Studying too much
already I guess."  He got up and started out of the aisle.
    "Well, looking at your paper, you didn't get the notes.  Come with me."
She pulled on his shirt as he followed behind her.
    "Where are we going, Lois?"
    "We're going somewhere to get you caught up.  How did you know my name,
did I tell you?  Oh, we're getting a study group together to edit and all -
interested?"
    "Sure.  And I kind of heard you talking to the guy in the aisle down.
Your voice kind of carried."
    "Oh, let's go to the library," she started walking toward a tall
building
in the center of campus.
    "My room is closer and I have another class in an hour."
    "Fine, where do you live?"  They walked in a pretty good daze to Clark's
room.  He put the key in the door and opened it.  "This is it. ?  You like
living in a closet?"
    "It's not great, but I'm the only here for a few weeks."  Clark threw
his
stuff down and excused himself.  He peeked around the door and saw Lois
going
through his stuff.   'She's a snoop.'  He started coughing coming out of the
bathroom, seeing her suddenly move away from the desk.  "Comfortable?  I
have
some water if you would like?"
    "No thank you.  I just need you to get the notes.  The first meeting is
tomorrow night about the first paper.  It's at my place.  I'll draw you a
map.  You copy these."  She handed him the notes.  Clark hunkered over the
notes and copied then 'quickly'.  Lois finished the map up at the same time.
"How did you do that?"
    "I knew most of it already.  Thanks, I'll let you know about tomorrow,
but I have."
"A class, I know.  Nice meeting you ... uhhh."
"Clark."
"Nice meeting you Clark."  He walked her to the outside door where she
abruptly walked off in a frenzy.  He shook his head and giggled slightly.
'I
thought I was the only one that caused a whirlwind when leaving a room.' He
thought.  'I'm going to be late for this class now. This woman I don't know
is already causing me problems.'  He picked up his books and went out the
door.

Wednesday night had come quickly and Clark was happy for that.  He dressed
pretty casual thinking that the study group would be just hanging out
together.  He picked up his books and walked out the door.  He arrived at a
nice apartment where a young woman was coming out of the door.
    "You must be here for the study group.  Lois is inside; you can go make
yourself at home."
    "Thanks."
    "My name is Lucy.  I'm Lois' sister."  Clark shook his head and looked
back at her as he went into the apartment.  Lois met him a the door.  Clark
stood looking at Lois in her small shorts and tank top, almost missing what
she said to him.
    "I guess you met Lucy.  There are a few people here already.  Go in and
make yourself comfortable.  There are some eats and drinks on the table."
Clark felt strange watching her walk upstairs again, like a lovesick child.
The meeting started a few minutes later, with Lois sitting across from him.
    "Clark what topic did you get?"  Clark pulled out his project sheet and
read it.
    "War with France.  It's sounds kind of dull. What about you?"  The rest
of the room was talking to each other.
    Lois looked at her sheet, "Another stupid topic...how I am going to
write
on this.  'You are a writer for a low end tabloid paper - write a believable
article depicting an alien landing in Nebraska."  Clark looked at her
nervously and then realized he had nothing to worry about.
    "You could have a lot of fun with that Lois.  But we could trade if you
wanted.  Take this one then."  Clark handed her the political piece,
thinking
he could ham it up for a tabloid paper.  Besides, he felt 'close' to the
topic.
    "So, how's everyone enjoying the class?"  Lois wasn't much for small
talk.  The group continued to talk well in to the .  Lucy came downstairs to
see that Lois, Clark, and Brenda were still talking.
    "Guys, you ever going to get any sleep?"  Brenda looked at her watch.
    "I have to go, but I'll see you two in class."  Brenda left and Lois
walked her to the door.  Clark still sat in the living room watching Lois,
knowing what he felt couldn't possibly be a good thing.  Lucy broke into his
thoughts.
    "You want to get something to drink?"
    "Oh yeah..whatever."  He followed Lucy into the kitchen, catching
himself
trying to look at her.  He leaned against the counter as she handed him the
drink.  They smiled strangely at each other.  Clark suddenly felt something
come over him.
    "Goodnight Clark."  Lucy put her glass away and kissed Clark lightly on
the cheek before she walked up the stairs.
    "Put your jaw back in.  I love her but she will break your heart.
Besides, she's more worldly than I am so I know she's more than you can
handle."
    "And what makes you think that I'm not?"  Clark put his glass in the
sink
and followed Lois back into the living room.
    "No offense but you're from Kansas.  You don't exactly fit in.  I have
to
be getting to bed, so..."
    "I'm going.  Thanks for tonight Lois and for your story."  he smiled and
went out the door.  Lois watched him walk down the street toward the school.
'Lucy, why do you always get the ones that I think I might like.'  With
that,
Lois decided to go dream about her new man and hoped that he might be around
longer than the summer.
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Chapter 3 - The Perfect Remedy for Nervousness

    The next day, Lois was late to class.  Running up to the door, she
noticed that it opened by itself.  Looking again, she saw something she
hoped
was a sight that made her feel better.
    "I think we are both going to be late today.  I sure am glad that they
don't count tardies here."  Clark smiled at Lois as he let her in front and
into the large study hall.
    "Glad of you two to join us."  The professor seemed intent on making
every moment of every student's life miserable.  Lois and Clark just smiled
back and sat down in the back of the room.
Clark overheard the whispering from a few rows down and passed it onto Lois.
    "We seem to be the center of attention not only for being late."  Lois
playfully slapped him, but Clark only felt electricity in his skin.
    "You know," Clark continued, "if they talk about us enough, we have to
fulfill expectations."  Lois flashed a look that Clark could tell for him to
save the conversation for later.  And the class continued.
    After class, Lois decided to take a later bus home and walk to lunch
with
Clark.  Over sandwiches, Lois finally opened up.  "Ok. Here it goes."  Clark
looked at Lois weird, waiting.  "I thought about you just a little and
remembered something that my sister had told me about a few days ago and
decided why not go for it.  I mean there are almost two hundred people in
the
class and the only one I am getting to know is you.  SO, why don't we just
go
for it and go to the silly dance at the student center.  I mean I know it's
probably not your thing..."
    "ok."
    "And it really does sound silly and what?!"
    Clark smiled at Lois and laughed, "I said ok.  You're right..why not."
    Lois was stunned out of words.  "Yeah.  Meet you there?"
    "In front of the fountain at eight."
    "Yeah.  Oh, I gotta go, but I'll see you tonight Clark."  Lois picked up
her things and walked off.  Clark could still hear her giggling, no doubt
about how much she just went on.
    At eight, Lois appeared in front of the fountain and no one else was
there.  "It's me.  I do this.  I can't get anyone to take me seriously when
I
do this."
    "When you talk to yourself?"  Lois turned around and saw Clark dressed
in
all black.  "Sorry, I was late.  I couldn't find any good clothes here.  I
left everything at home."  Clark offered Lois his arm, to her surprise.
"But
you look radiant."
    Lois just smiled and decided not to push for anything else.  Inside
though, she screamed, 'he likes me!'
    The dance went quickly; Lois and Clark decided to take most of it and
talk about various subjects.  Lois continued to do most of the talking,
which
didn't seem to bother Clark in the least.  Besides, neither of them really
went for the alternative music of the time.
    "We have to dance one time though.  Come on Lois, rest your voice a
bit."
 Lois giggled as Clark pushed her out on the floor between other strange
people.

If you change your mind, I'm the first in line
Honey, I'm still free - take a chance on me
If you need me, let me know and I'll be around
If you have no place to go when you're feeling down
If you're all alone when the pretty birds have flown
Honey, I'm still free - take a chance on me
Gonna do my very best, and that ain't no lie
Put me to the test, if you let me try
Take a chance on me (give me a break, will ya)

We can go dancing, we can go walking
As long as we're together
Listen to some music, maybe just talk and
Get to know you better
Cause you know I've got so much that I want to do
When I dream that I'm alone with you, it's magic
You want to take me there, afraid of a love affair
But I can't let go...cause I want you so

You can take your time baby, I'm in no hurry
I know I'm going to get you
You don't want to hurt me, baby, don't worry
I ain't gonna let you
My love is strong enough to last when things are rough
It's magic
You say that I waste my time, but I can't get you off
my mind...But I can't let go
Cause I love you so

    "God, I haven't done that since forever.  Where did you learn to dance
like that in Kansas."  Clark handed her a drink and pulled out the chair.
    "We did have a few clubs in the state.  Anyway, I kept up with some of
the trends.  Lois, it's getting kind of late and..."
    "I know.  I'll see you in class tomorrow?"  Clark smiled.
    "On time I hope."  Walking across the street, Clark tucked his arm
around
Lois' neck and he could feel her shudder.  "I'll see you tomorrow."  Lois
sat
in her car and watched him walk off toward the dorms.  He could feel she had
a smile on her face.

(song by Enigma)
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Kate wrote:
>Erin, or should I call you Superwoman??
>Can't believe you're able to put out works of literature with a new baby
and
>the rest of life!

No, I'm *definitely* not Superwoman, though I'll tip you later for doing so.
<g>  Honestly, if I didn't do something for me (like writing, which doesn't
involve loading 4 kids in a car or getting a babysitter ;)), I'd go
stark-raving mad!  ;)

>I certainly hope something good happens for L&C soon....my heart is aching
>for them.  Isn't there some kind of diuretic that Clark could take, so he
>could regain his powers, fix Lois' leg with an orange, tea bag and chewing
>gum,  fly the ambulance to Metropolis, wrap up the goons with a chain link
>fence, and then cross the country to disinfect the computer?  or
>something....

ROTFL!!  Gosh, why didn't I think of any of this?  I think I'll just send my
story off to you to finish, Kate, since you seem to have all the great
ideas!
<g>

And while I'm at it, thanks everyone for all the feedback and words of
encouragement!  Knowing that people are interested is what keeps me writing.
;)

Erin  :)
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On Tue, 23 May 2000 10:12:19 CDT, Jessi Mounts <jessi914@HOTMAIL.COM> wrote:

>I think there's a concordance on Zoom's site, if that's what your thinking
>of.  I don't know if it's still there, now that she's remodeled the site,
>but it was a little like an encyclopedia at the time.

Jessi forgot to give the URL ... try

www.zoomway.com

and follow the "Lois and Clark" links.

Good luck,

Kathy
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--- Jessi Mounts <jessi914@HOTMAIL.COM> wrote:
> >Hey all :)
> >
> >A few years back a found a site with an L&C encyclopedia. It was
> quite
> >good,
> >except i didnt get a chance to d/l the whole thing. Does anyone know
> where
> >i
> >can get it or does anyone actually have it?
> >I've tried the L&C Search Eng, but no go.
> >
> >Thanks,
> >-LuC.
>
> I think there's a concordance on Zoom's site, if that's what your
> thinking
> of.  I don't know if it's still there, now that she's remodeled the
> site,
> but it was a little like an encyclopedia at the time.
>
> Jessi
> jessi914@hotmail.com

I just checked Zoom's site and can't find the concordance anymore.
There is also the Superman Encyclopedia that is for all Superman media,
not just L&C. it's at http://www.fortress.am/Encyclopaedia/

TerriAnn

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On Tue, 23 May 2000 07:50:12 -0500, Hazel <zis-s@ACTCOM.CO.IL> wrote:
>
>(who would like to ask Kathy, as listmom, if she thinks this thread should
>be closed. I *think* I'm only offering my POV, but we're heading towards
>touchy territory here, and I'll accept whatever Kathy says.)

I haven't seen anything in this thread that would require it to be closed.
Hazel asked a legitimate question wondering why authors are interested in
ff.net, and I think the answers have been articulate.  Personally, I see
good
points made on each side, which is exactly how I define an interesting
discussion.

No one wants to see a flame war about nfic (or they'd better not) and I
haven't seen leanings in that direction.  If anyone does have such leanings,
do us all a favor and turn off the computer.

As for the number of hits on the fanfic archive, I can tell you we receive
well, well over 300/month ... 1000/week may even be too low.  But wouldn't
you know, I can't find the post I made where I gave the exact numbers to
reiterate them.  I'll ask Lauren if she has any recent numbers and post them
here later.

(Lauren, consider yourself asked. <g>)

But to answer the question asked, feel free to carry on with the thread if
desired.  Just continue to maintain the same respectful attitudes that you
have been.

Thanks,

Kathy
LIST MOM
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Hi!

Thank you everyone who help me to find this story!
And I'm very happy to see that Mary is posting her story.  I really enjoyed
reading this story.  I just hope that everyone enjoys this story as much as
I
did.  Thanks again!
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About chapter 3 in "Let it be me" (which is a really good story!!)

The text can't be Enigmas, it's ABBAs old song Take a Chance. She could have
done a remix, but the text is all ABBAs.

/Camilla
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well I have only an answer... but Finally I started to recorgnize fanfic!
and now

s
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o
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s
p
a
c
e

- the "Grandfather Tree"

How I can forget this fic? Meet me in Kansans City!  by Chris Mulder :))))
winner of a kerth for best fic overall.... if I remember correctly....  :oþ

See you!!!

Chiara

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>Hey everybody!
>
>LabRat wrote:
>> LabRat's too busy writing.
>
>Yay! This is great news! /me is jumping up and down :) :)
>
>Okay, I've been totally hopeless with the previous quizzes (didn't post
>answers because I didn't know anything - even when it came to stories I'd
>read and re-read, go figure <g>) so here's my own little quiz. Happy hunt!
>:)
>
>S
>P
>O
>I
>L
>E
>R
>
>S
>P
>A
>C
>E
>
>- a cat named Wes Craven
>
>- a missing tent
>
>- an ice blue silk nightgown
>
>- the "Grandfather Tree"
>
>- a hotel room which number is 604
>
>- a cow named Boris
>
>- a dot on a monitor
>
>All those stories are on the archive, good luck ;)
>
>Helene :)
>------------------------------------------------------
>Kaethel on irc / Kaethel79  on AIM
>kaethel@club-internet.fr
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From:         Jill Kaye <tjmckaye@OCTA4.NET.AU>
Subject:      Re: Help!  I need info for a fic
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>
Of course! I should have known that!
~Larissa~

I apologise if this reply is a bit late; I've been away.
>Look on the internet - I'm sure you'll find details of a recent (in)famous
>"avalanche" here in Australia.  Look for the name "Stuart Diver" and the
>place name "Thredbo".  Briefly, it happened about a week before Princess Di
>died in her car accident.  Stuart Diver was/is? a ski instructor and that
>particular night, the ground beneath the ski lodge in which he and his wife
>lived collapsed and slid down the hill.  He was the only survivor, and his
>rescue from the hole in the ground was fully televised.  His wife drowned
>in running water next to him, stuck under the bed and concrete.  It was all
>very sad. (That's an understatement, I know.)  He's just written a book
>about his experiences.  When I read the CJ Cherryh L&C book, I thought of
>this event, because in the book, water is passed beneath the buildings in
>order to loosen the foundations, and that's exactly what happened (although
>not intentionally) at Thredbo.
>Hope this helps some,
>Jen
>At 02:05 AM 20/05/2000 +0000, Bethy Em wrote:
>
>>Help!  :-)  I need Superman to get called away for a disaster on 4th of
>>July.  It needs to be a long, tedious, emotionally-draining type.  I'm
>>thinking natural disaster, but I need to get details right.
>>
>>If possible, I'd like an avalanche, which would therefore need to be
>>Southern Hemisphere.  Soo....does anyone know if Argentina (or
thereabouts)
>>gets avalanches?  Also, what would the timezone be there?  (In relation to
>>Kansas).  And (I know, I know, I ask too many questions) what is a typical
>>cause of an avalanche?
>>
>>If anyone knows the answers to these questions, or has a better idea, let
me
>>know on the list or e-mail -- jextra42@hotmail.com
>>
>>Thanks!
>>
>>Bethy
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Terri-Ann wrote:
> I just checked Zoom's site and can't find the concordance anymore.

Zoom isn't on this list any more, so she won't have seen the discussion
(unless someone's told her about it). I'd be amazed if the concordance had
been removed after all the hard work people put into it - if you email her
and ask, she should be able to tell you where to find it.

Wendy

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> (I can almost hear the shouts and cheers of "YAY, FINALLY!" ringing out in
> folcdome even as I typed that last sentence.  <g>)

YAY, FINALLY! <g>

Good going, Erin ... I was really getting worried about Lois...
--

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Natalie:  "Jeremy, one day you will see that my love
for you isn't the product of licquor-induced mood swings,
and that I'm yours for the taking, at your command,
and that the day I broke up with you was the most
regrettable day of my life."
Jeremy:  "Okay.  But, I broke up with you."
Natalie:  "I find you loathsome, and my hatred of you
knows no bounds."
--relationships can be a little rocky on SportsNight :)
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Erin,
thank you so much! Finally there's light in the dark! Have I told you
already that
the story is wonderful? I think I did, but I can't say it often enough. I
love it!

Nicole
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AKA CKgroupie on IRC
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And don't you have the time to go and find them?
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Erin,
I would like to chime in here and tell you how much I am enjoying this =
story.  Such power you have ***Only you can save Lois and Clark*** This =
time Superman needs your help.

Looking forward to more.

Brenda

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I'll add my cheers and "wow"s.  Great job, Erin.  I also am impressed with
the quality of this story.  How you find time in your busy life is what
haunts me.  I must add that I'm a bit worried about whose cars are at the
cafe....      LaurieD
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Okay, here are a few more clues since some stories haven't been found out
yet ;)

> S
> P
> O
> I
> L
> E
> R
>
> S
> P
> A
> C
> E
>
>
> - a missing tent

Okay, Hazel *almost* found this one <G> Maybe with another clue someone
could find the title of the story? It also features a "Hangar 11" where
Bureau 39 does its nasty business. Hazel, you have the story, but what's the
title? ;)

> - an ice blue silk nightgown

No, Wendy, it's not one of yours <g> This story also features two steaming
mugs of hot chocolate (yummy!)

> - a hotel room which number is 604

Okay, I admit this one really wasn't easy <g> It although features an
elevator where things get really hot <eg>

> - a cow named Boris

This story also features a late run of the film "Casablanca" (Wendy, you
already have the right author for this one ;)

Come on, now I know you're going to find those out ;)

Helene :)
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"Wait, that's a form of distancing, my therapist... I know, I have a
therapist, can you believe it?, she says that I say things like that to
distance myself so that I don't actually have to deal with anything, it's
all... very complicated, has to do with some boring childhood trauma, can I
come in?"
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> [snip] It although features an elevator where things get really hot <eg>

Aaargh, sorry, this'll teach me not to re-read my mails before sending them
<g> That was supposed to be *also*, not "although"

Helene (who couldn't get away with it <G>)
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On Wed, 24 May 2000 17:42:41 +0200, Kaethel <kaethel@CLUB-INTERNET.FR>
wrote:

>> S
>> P
>> O
>> I
>> L
>> E
>> R
>>
>> S
>> P
>> A
>> C
>> E
>>
>>
>> - a missing tent
>
>Okay, Hazel *almost* found this one <G> Maybe with another clue someone
>could find the title of the story? It also features a "Hangar 11" where
>Bureau 39 does its nasty business

Well, this feels like cheating since Hazel already identified the author,
but I'd say it's Elaine Gustainis's By The Light Of The Moon.

>> - a hotel room which number is 604
>
>Okay, I admit this one really wasn't easy <g> It although features an
>elevator where things get really hot <eg>

??  Jessi's Between Floors 7 and 8 again?

>> - a cow named Boris
>
>This story also features a late run of the film "Casablanca" (Wendy, you
>already have the right author for this one ;)

Ah!! I knew Yvonne had used the cow called Boris somewhere! It's her Trust
Me, I'm A Reporter.

Wendy  :)
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Since on a previous thread on this listserv, we had discussed ABC and
their high ratings this season, I thought you might enjoy reading
this article.  I was amazed -- yet thrilled -- that L&C got such a
(brief) mention.

Thanks to TCC for highlighting the article on their site.

Kathy
kathybrown91@home.com

____________

  May 24, 2000

  ABC Will Top Rivals in Fight
  For Viewers During TV Season
  By JOE FLINT
  Staff Reporter of THE WALL STREET JOURNAL

  ABC will close out the 1999-2000 TV season in first place among
total viewers and first
  with the key audience of adults under 50 for the first time in five
years, giving the Walt
  Disney Co.-owned network momentum as it starts to sell advertising
time for next
  season.

  Unlike the last time ABC won the ratings race five years ago with a
roster of several
  strong shows, including "Lois & Clark" "Home Improvement" and
"Roseanne," all the
  credit this year goes to Regis Philbin and the game show "Who Wants to be
a
  Millionaire."

  With "Millionaire" averaging almost 28 million viewers per episode,
the network easily
  beat runner-up CBS in total audience and topped NBC in adults aged
18-49. Through
  Sunday, ABC averaged 14.2 million viewers in prime time, up 21% from
last season's
  third-place finish, while Viacom Inc.'s CBS averaged 12.4 million, a
dip of about 5%.
  General Electric Co.'s NBC is a close third with 12.3 million, off
just 2.4%, while at News
  Corp.'s Fox, which has endured an up-and-down year, viewership fell
16% to 8.9 million.

  One-Show Network?
  ABC executives seem unconcerned about the fact that it is looking
like a one-show
  network. "Before 'Millionaire' took off we had a strong foundation
with shows such as
  'Drew Carey,' 'Dharma and Greg' and 'Once and Again,' " said ABC
Television Group
  co-chairman Stu Bloomberg.

  As for whether the network is risking overexposing the show by
airing it four nights a
  week this fall, Mr. Bloomberg noted that only 7% of 'Millionaire'
viewers watched all three
  nights this season. While he acknowledged that the audience for
'Millionaire' has aged,
  he attributes much of it to the return of daylight-saving time and
added that the game
  show still is solid among younger audiences.

  This week, the six broadcast networks -- CBS, NBC, ABC, Fox,
Viacom's UPN and Time
  Warner Inc.'s WB -- are looking to sell between 75% and 85% of their
ad inventory for
  next season in what is known as the "upfront" market.

  Media analysts, network executives and media buyers are all
predicting a strong market
  for the networks. Last year, the six networks took in almost $7
billion, and that figure is
  likely to grow by as much as 10%, with a final figure expected in
the neighborhood of
  $7.7 billion. Some media buyers think the Big Four networks could
even hit $7.2 billion.
  All the networks are expected to enjoy double-digit increases in
cost-per-thousand, or
  CPM, which is what advertisers pay per thousand viewers.

  NBC is expected to remain the leader in upfront sales. Although its
ratings have fallen
  from a year ago, it still has a very upscale audience, and the fact
that its Thursday night
  lineup remains strong with "Friends," "ER" and "Will & Grace" means
it should best ABC in
  upfront sales. Thursday is a crucial night for advertisers,
particularly for movie studios
  and the auto industry, which want to hype their products heading
into the weekend.

  Most of the buying won't be wrapped up until the week's end at the
earliest, but
  preliminary estimates have NBC taking in about $2.3 billion, an
increase of 5%, followed
  by ABC, which is expected to land at least $2 billion, a 25% rise
over last year's take.
  CBS could hit $1.5 billion, which would be a jump of about 10%,
while Fox is expected to
  improve by 4% to $1.3 billion.

  'Hot Marketplace'
  "It is a very hot marketplace," said CBS TV chief executive Leslie
Moonves. "We are
  expecting midteen gains in CPMs."

  Among the smaller networks, UPN is expected to turn its ratings
gains into more ad
  dollars. Last season, it took in only $130 million. Merrill Lynch
says that figure should
  increase by about 20%, to $150 million, while WB's ad revenue may be
flat at $450
  million.

  ABC also will win most viewers during the May sweeps, which conclude
Wednesday.
  However, the battle for the key audience of adults 18-49 will go
right down to the wire
  with NBC.
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Okay, another bunch of clues... just *two* stories left, guys! Should be
easy to find out now ;)

> > S
> > P
> > O
> > I
> > L
> > E
> > R
> >
> > S
> > P
> > A
> > C
> > E
> >
> >
> > - an ice blue silk nightgown
> This story also features two steaming mugs of hot chocolate (yummy!)

And I'll add a third clue <G>: this story happens in Italy :)

> > - a hotel room which number is 604
> Okay, I admit this one really wasn't easy <g> It although features an
> elevator where things get really hot <eg>

Wendy, no, sorry, it's not Jessi's latest fic... how about this: a drug
called "Eagle" (and here you have no excuse if you don't find it <G>)

Helene (who was totally hopeless with the other quizzes <G>)
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>
> > > S
> > > P
> > > O
> > > I
> > > L
> > > E
> > > R
> > >
> > > S
> > > P
> > > A
> > > C
> > > E
> > >
> > >
> > > - an ice blue silk nightgown
> > This story also features two steaming mugs of hot chocolate (yummy!)
>
>And I'll add a third clue <G>: this story happens in Italy :)
>
> > > - a hotel room which number is 604
> > Okay, I admit this one really wasn't easy <g> It although features an
> > elevator where things get really hot <eg>
>
>Wendy, no, sorry, it's not Jessi's latest fic... how about this: a drug
>called "Eagle" (and here you have no excuse if you don't find it <G>)
>

Oh, oh!  I know this!  It's Forever Tonight, by the German RR Team. (I'm
probably going to get a whole, what, 3 points, for getting one at the point,
huh? <g>)

Jessi

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Hey, I think I now them!!!!
> > > S
> > > P
> > > O
> > > I
> > > L
> > > E
> > > R
> > >
> > > S
> > > P
> > > A
> > > C
> > > E
> > >
> > >
> > > - an ice blue silk nightgown
> > This story also features two steaming mugs of hot chocolate (yummy!)
>
>And I'll add a third clue <G>: this story happens in Italy :)

Let's see... La Recherche du Daysz Perdu by Menolly? Please let me be right!
:)) I loved that story!!!!
>
> > > - a hotel room which number is 604
> > Okay, I admit this one really wasn't easy <g> It although features an
> > elevator where things get really hot <eg>
>
>Wendy, no, sorry, it's not Jessi's latest fic... how about this: a drug
>called "Eagle" (and here you have no excuse if you don't find it <G>)

That's this year's best round robin by the German fanfic team: Heartache
Tonight. (Didn't they win another Kerth???

Natascha
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I realized that about the song when I heard it in the grocery store but I
guess I was thinking in the context of time, when the two would have been in
college.
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 > > S
 > > P
 > > O
 > > I
 > > L
 > > E
 > > R
 > >
 > > S
 > > P
 > > A
 > > C
 > > E
 > >
 > >
 > > - an ice blue silk nightgown
 > This story also features two steaming mugs of hot chocolate (yummy!)

And I'll add a third clue <G>: this story happens in Italy :)

 > > - a hotel room which number is 604
 > Okay, I admit this one really wasn't easy <g> It although features an
 > elevator where things get really hot <eg>

Wendy, no, sorry, it's not Jessi's latest fic... how about this: a drug
called "Eagle" (and here you have no excuse if you don't find it <G>)
Oh, wait, oh, wait!  I know this one!  It's the round-robin German
team...umm...just a second...I know it'll come to me...something to do with
night...umm...Yes!  Heartache Tonight!  Am I right?

Bethy

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Okay, one last clue for the story you didn't find

> > > S
> > > P
> > > O
> > > I
> > > L
> > > E
> > > R
> > >
> > > S
> > > P
> > > A
> > > C
> > > E
> > >
> > >
> > > - an ice blue silk nightgown
> > This story also features two steaming mugs of hot chocolate (yummy!)
>
> And I'll add a third clue <G>: this story happens in Italy :)

This story also features an ancient tomb whose entrance collapses

And this time you *have* to know what it is ;)

Helene :)
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I know of several authors that would love to go back
and fix some grammer and spelling oops that made it to
the archive, like the author below and myself.

How does one go about re-submitting a story?

James.

Sara Diaz <lois_lane_11@yahoo.com> wrote:
>James,

Thank you for the wonderful comments!!
That was one of my first Fanfics, so there were still
a few bugs that I had to work out. I love comments and
suggestions.  I actually found the things that you
commented on at a later time when I read it in the
archive.  I wish that I could go back and change them!

Thank you for your great suggestions!!

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Well, it's really dependent on whether Kathy and Lauren have the time to
re-upload stories which are already there on the Archive, I think. I'm not
sure, in their position, that I would think it worthwhile just to fix a
couple of minor typos/grammatical errors which somehow got past an author or
GE. On the other hand, I know of at least one author who has completely
rewritten her earlier-submitted stories and had these new versions uploaded
in place of the originals. In this case we were talking about substantial
change.

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> I know of several authors that would love to go back
> and fix some grammer and spelling oops that made it to
> the archive, like the author below and myself.
>
> How does one go about re-submitting a story?
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Title: When Lightning Strikes Twice
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Some hours later, Clark leaned back in his chair and stretched wearily; he
needed to get out and fly around for a while, he thought as he shut down his
computer. Although he wasn't affected by normal human tiredness or
stiffness, he really didn't care for sitting in the same position for hours
on end. Still, it had been a useful exercise. He'd been through all the
Planet archive material on Lex Luthor, as well as a number of other archives
which he'd been able to access - legitimately and otherwise - via the
Internet, and had reminded himself of a number of salient facts, as well as
having acquainted himself with some of Luthor's former associates.

And a lot of pieces were beginning to fall into place, once he started
systematically putting clues together and making deductions. He'd always
suspected that Luthor was behind the sabotage of the Messenger: he'd found
circumstantial evidence which suggested that the man had made some large
payments to Toni Baines, which explained a lot. There had been an obscure
gossip column item which linked Luthor to a certain perfumiere known only as
Miranda, which raised another question in Clark's mind. And then there was
the fact that Lex Luthor had ultimately provided the funding for the
laboratory in which Dr Fabian Leek had worked... which meant that Luthor
could have been behind the Superman clone.

<Ah, Luthor, you couldn't create your own Superman for you to control behind
the scenes, so now you've become one yourself> Clark thought as he
disappeared at Super-speed up the stairwell towards the Planet roof. Taking
off, he focused his mind on the photograph he'd finally found of Nigel St
John; it was old, and a little hazy, but Clark was sure he would recognise
the man. And something else occurred to him then: a description given to him
by Jack of the two men who had purchased the globe from him nearly a year
ago. One of them had been tall, old, with a British accent, Jack had said...
English, Clark now mentally corrected the boy. After all, he thought idly,
'British' could equally mean Scottish, and Scottish accents are very
different....

But there was no time to allow his mind to wander over trivialities, he
reminded himself. He needed to find Nigel St John. Or Asabi, as he'd now
discovered Luthor's manservant was called. That was the only name he'd
found, and he'd no idea whether it was a first name or a surname.

But his Super-hearing kicked in, alerting him to a major disaster at O'Hare
Airport in Chicago, and with a sigh he realised that tracking down Luthor
and his associates would have to wait... again. At least he'd taken the time
earlier that evening to write a note for Perry, from Superman, telling the
Planet's editor that a former adversary of Lois's (unnamed) had resurfaced
and that he'd taken Lois away somewhere temporarily for her own safety. He
was well aware that the editor would be extremely taken aback by this, since
Lois was by no means a person to run away from danger, but on the other
hand, he knew that Perry respected Superman and he was pretty sure that the
older man would believe that the Super-hero could persuade Lois to take his
advice. For now, at any rate.

****************

Having been assured that she needn't get up as early as Clark's parents,
Lois allowed herself the luxury of an hour's lie-in the following morning.
It was strange being back in Smallville, though Martha and Jonathan couldn't
have been more welcoming. But there had been a couple of things she hadn't
been able to get out of her mind. To begin with, ever since dinner the
previous evening she'd had a strange nagging sensation that there was
something she'd forgotten, or that she should have thought about, and she
still had no idea what that might have been. And the second was that she
thought that Jonathan had gone rather quiet when she'd mentioned, late the
previous night, that she hoped Superman would find Luthor and reverse the
power transfer soon - it had seemed for a moment as if the Kents were as
worried about Superman as she was, if not more so. And yet that didn't
really make sense - they barely knew him!

Okay, Superman was a friend of their son's, so, as she'd rationalised the
previous evening, they probably had met him more times than she was aware
of. And she knew that Superman did prefer to keep his private life
*private,* so no doubt Clark simply hadn't mentioned it in order to protect
his friend.

<But Superman's *my* friend too!> Lois thought, punching her pillow. <Clark
Kent, if he was flying you out here for fried chicken and corn-on-the-cob,
you could at least have asked if I wanted to come too!>

Well, she was in Smallville for the next couple of days anyway, although she
was still dubious as to whether she should have gone along with Superman's
persuasion. He had been a little difficult to say no to at the time, and he'
d actually managed to find one of her few weak spots by mentioning that time
she'd been with Lex Luthor. Not that she thought he'd done it deliberately,
but she really hated being reminded of the person she'd been then: a woman
who had put wealth and social position above her integrity, or so it now
seemed. Even at the time, she'd known she wasn't in love with the man - she'
d been in love with Superman, for heaven's sake - and yet she'd accepted his
proposal.

She had absolutely no idea what could have made her do the things she'd done
then. To accept Lex Luthor's proposal! - okay, she'd had no idea just how
evil he was, although if she was being honest with herself she had to admit
that Clark had expressed his reservations about the man often enough. And
although Perry had always been polite to Luthor whenever they'd met, Lois
had sensed a certain reserve in the older man. She herself had begun by
simply using Luthor's obvious attraction to her as a means of getting closer
to him, to get that exclusive one-on-one interview; until Superman had
somewhat distracted her. Yet she had continued to meet the billionaire from
time to time, accepting the occasional date with him, using her connection
with him when necessary for work purposes; and in all that time she *hadn't*
made any serious effort to investigate him, and she'd slapped down Clark on
several occasions when he'd suggested that it might be a worthwhile idea.

She blanched as she remembered the time Luthor had constructed an exact
replica of her apartment, as a means of persuading her to escape with him
from the Nightfall Asteroid and live underground in his nuclear bunker. She'
d turned him down, while astonished at his offer, and certainly his actions
in recreating her apartment had unnerved her then. But perhaps she'd
forgotten it all in the excitement and relief of Superman's destruction of
the asteroid; she couldn't otherwise understand why she hadn't immediately
concluded that he was a dangerous weirdo.

She had been so superficial! Hanging on the every word of the man, as if he
was infallible, while ignoring or talking down to other people - like Clark,
who may well have been jealous, but had also been *right*! She'd acted like
some silly groupie around Lex Luthor; she couldn't have blamed her friends
if they'd imagined she'd had a personality transplant. And for all she knew
that was what they'd concluded - not many of them had stayed in touch after
her engagement. Apart from the superficial ones who'd wanted the connection
with the wife of the world's third richest man, she reminded herself with a
grimace.

So now, six months later, that was a period of her life she'd almost tried
to block out of her mind. She'd been *glad* Lex had committed suicide; not
that she would ever wish for anyone's death, but his dramatic act had freed
her from any need to testify at his trial, any approaches from his
solicitors or staff to visit him in prison, and - so she'd thought - any
chance of ever seeing him again. The knowledge that he was dead and
therefore completely out of the way had been the one thing which had helped
her through those dreadful few weeks immediately after the abortive wedding.

No, not the only thing, she remembered suddenly. The other thing she couldn'
t have coped without was the support of her best friend, Clark. Despite the
rift which had formed between them over her engagement to Lex Luthor, he'd
been there for her when she'd needed him. He had made it clear, in his usual
unassuming manner, that if she wanted company, or needed to talk, all she
had to do was just pick up the phone, any time, day or night. And he'd meant
it, too; there'd been many nights when they'd talked on the phone for half
an hour or more until she'd felt calm enough to sleep, or when he'd got
dressed and come over. Somehow - and she'd never asked him how - he'd
usually found somewhere to buy ice-cream or fresh pastries on the way;
comfort food.

Now, Clark held a very special place in her life, and there were times when
she wondered just what he meant to her. She already knew that without his
presence her life would be very empty in many ways; she simply couldn't
imagine what it would be like not having him around. And, a couple of months
earlier, she'd got a taste of precisely what it could be like not to have
Clark around, when he'd been shot by the clone of a 1920s gangster. He'd
fallen to the floor, killed instantly, right in front of her. And she'd
cried all night and most of the following day, with only the driving need to
catch his killers keeping her going.

And then he'd come back to her... by some miraculous chance, Superman had
found his body and rejuvenated it using Dr Hamilton's methods. Clark was
alive again, and her future had suddenly seemed so much brighter. Then, she
really had wondered... but Clark had fallen asleep, and later she'd begun to
doubt her feelings. After all, she'd thought she was in love before, only to
realise that it had been infatuation, or that the object of her devotion
simply let her down.

No, it was far safer to keep Clark as a friend.

But she'd owed Superman big-time for his work that day. Yet, when she'd
tried to thank him later, he'd simply looked embarrassed and told her that
he'd had more selfish motives in mind, since he had wanted Clark back too.
And come to think of it, Clark had also been very reticent when she'd tried
to talk to him about afterwards. Once she'd recovered from the shock and
delight of his return, she'd tried to quiz him on how it felt to have been
dead and brought back to life, but - unusually for Clark - he'd become
withdrawn and had told her it wasn't really an experience he wanted to
discuss.

It was certainly an amazing technique, Lois mused now as she began to think
about getting up. How many people's loved ones could be brought back to life
if Superman hadn't destroyed Dr Hamilton's notes? On the other hand, she
reminded herself, Bonnie and Clyde and the others weren't the *originals,*
they were clones - and experimentation in clone technology was closely
regulated for a good reason. Clones were still notoriously unstable, which
wouldn't give much comfort to a grieving spouse - you can have your husband
back, but he could drop dead again any day? Not something Lois would want.
And the ease of obtaining DNA meant that criminals could clone anyone they
wanted - even Superman, as someone had done once before.

And the resurrection of Lex Luthor from the dead was another grim reminder
that such methods could easily be used for evil as much as good.

Determining to banish Luthor from her mind until she'd at least had a cup of
coffee, she sat up in bed, leaning back against the headboard as she planned
her day. She'd insisted on bringing her lap-top, so she could at least carry
on working on some of her ongoing stories. Superman had promised to explain
to Perry why she'd left town, although her location was to remain a secret.
It was too bad that she couldn't write up the story of Luthor's return,
although she understood Superman's insistence that it had to be kept secret;
the fact that his powers could be transferred just couldn't be allowed to
get out. And after all, she'd remembered guiltily just after he'd told her
why she couldn't write about it that only earlier the same day he'd told her
how much he appreciated her discretion in relation to things which couldn't
become public knowledge.

Her gaze wandered idly around Clark's bedroom; it wasn't the first time she'
d slept there, although it had felt very strange the previous evening
sitting with his parents but without him. The room itself looked as if it
had changed little since his college days: there were team pennants,
schoolbooks, photos of her partner as a very young man and other memorabilia
around the walls and the shelves. If nothing else, she thought with a
secretive smile, this would give her an excellent opportunity to learn a
little more about her best friend's background without him even being aware
of it....

Clark!

The thought struck her suddenly, and she jumped out of bed, standing staring
into the middle distance as she realised just what had been nagging at her
since last night. She was here, in Smallville, in Clark's childhood home,
hiding from a super-powered Lex Luthor. But where was Clark? And why had
no-one mentioned him since she'd arrived?

Oh, Martha had chattered on about his childhood, and his ambitions on
leaving school, but neither Kent had mentioned Clark *now,* had asked about
their work at the Planet, or even mentioned when they'd last spoken to him.
And yet they were such a close family; it just didn't make sense that they
wouldn't speak of him. And anyway, why hadn't he called last night? He'd
have to know where she was - it was inconceivable that Superman wouldn't
have told him. So why hadn't he called?

And... she paused then, sitting down on the edge of the bed to think this
through. Could Clark be in danger too? Lex had never liked him - had been
jealous of him, in fact, Lois had suspected. It had given her a sense of
cynical amusement, since she'd known of Clark's jealousy of Lex. Though she'
d never understood why Lex Luthor, wealthy sophisticate, business magnate
and highly influential individual - he could speak to presidents and chief
executives the world over simply by picking up the phone and giving his
name - should be jealous of a pretty ordinary guy from Kansas.

But Lex certainly had not liked Clark. Could he dislike him enough to want
to kill him? The thought sent a chill through Lois, and she tried to think
this through rationally. Apart from his jealousy, what could he dislike
about Clark?

Well, Clark had never hidden his dislike of Luthor, for a start; and Lex,
used to commanding respect from all about him, would not have liked that.
And.... She bit her lip. Although it had been a group effort, both Jimmy and
Perry had assured her that Clark had been largely instrumental in finding
the evidence to convince the police that Lex was behind the destruction of
the Planet, and much more besides. So Lex could be after him for revenge, if
he knew about that.

No, that was silly, she told herself. Lots of people were involved in
bringing Luthor down: Perry, Jimmy, Jack, Inspector Henderson and his team,
the directors who talked - was Luthor going to kill everyone who'd helped to
destroy him?

But this was Lex Luthor, she reminded herself slowly. A cold-blooded killer,
from what had been discovered about him in the aftermath of his death. A
merciless, ruthless man without scruples and who was now in possession of
deadly powers.

Yes, Luthor could kill anyone he wanted to, with just one look; one move of
the hand; one freezing breath; one puff of wind. It was not inconceivable
that he might decide to spread his net of revenge wider than Superman had
thought... or than Superman had told her he thought, she amended.

But Superman couldn't protect everyone... and in the meantime, where was
Clark? She reached for her cellphone and called his desk at the Planet.

*****************

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On Thu, 25 May 2000 06:17:38 -0700, Mister D eight a <mr_d8a@YAHOO.COM>
wrote:

>I know of several authors that would love to go back
>and fix some grammer and spelling oops that made it to
>the archive, like the author below and myself.

I have no problem replacing a story in the Archive for the author to correct
typos, fill a plot hole, update their email address, what have you.

What I ask is that you:

1) Download the story from the Archive and make your corrections to that
copy.  This will keep the story formatting (the headers) intact and
consistent. (I am constantly amazed at the number of authors who haven't
figured out my header format for the Archived stories.  It's been the same
for almost three years, yet I would estimate less than 1% of the stories
submitted -- even by prolific authors -- have the formatting done already.
Which means I have to format almost every single story that is submitted
before assigning it to editing, so I'd rather not have to do it twice for a
story.  Authors, if you could follow the header format I have established
(Title/Author w/email/Rating/Submission Date on consecutive lines) for new
stories, I would be eternally grateful! Look at any story uploaded in the
last 3 years for examples!)

2) Make the changes/corrections.  (If you are making major changes, let me
know since I may want to have an editor go through it to make sure
everything
is OK, but if you are just making typos corrections/email updates, I won't
review it again.)

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If you have any further questions, I'd be happy to answer them.

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Okay, it's time for the answers and scores to this scavenger hunt ;)

- a cat named Wes Craven=20
Caped Fear by LabRat

- a missing tent
- Hangar 11
By The Light Of The Silvery Moon by Elaine Gustainis

- an ice blue silk nightgown
- two steaming mugs of hot chocolate
- Italy
- an ancient tomb whose entrance collapses
Fumbling Towards Ecstasy by Susan VanCott

- the "Grandfather Tree"
Meet Me In Kansas City by Chris Mulder

- a hotel room which number is 604
- an elevator where things get really hot
- a drug called "Eagle"
Heartache Tonight by the German fanfic team

- a cow named Boris
- a late run of "Casablanca"
Trust Me, I'm a Reporter by Yvonne Connell

- a dot on a monitor
For The Greater Good by Wendy Richards

Naming the story and author is worth 10 points if it was from the first =
clue, 6 points from the second clue, 4 from the third. And half the =
points if the author or story title is missing (if you understand how =
this is scored, kudos, 'cause I'm already lost <bg>)

Wendy gets 32 points for identifying two stories right away and two =
others with the second clue. Actually, you identified Yvonne right away, =
but this score is already very complicated <G>

Anne, Pam and Chiara get 10 points each for identifying one story.

Hazel gets 25+1 points for identifying two stories, one author, and the =
plot of "By The Light Of The Silvery Moon" (and making this scoring very =
complicated <bg>;)... so Hazel gets 26 points.

TerriAnn gets 15+1 points for one story and the author+plot of "For The =
Greater Good"... makes 16 points.

Jessi gets 2 points for identifying the German team at the third clue =
(but not the story, sorry, Jessi)

Natascha gets 4 points for identifying "Heartache Tonight" at the third =
clue.

Bethy gets 14 points for one story at the first clue and another one at =
the third.

So Wendy is our winner ;) I admit this quiz really wasn't easy for some =
stories (and if you haven't read some of those, I highly recomment =
them:), but if Hazel comes out with another quiz, you'll see how really =
hopeless I am at this game when I'm on the other side <G>

Helene (who's hopeless at mathematics, too <G>)
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<DIV>Okay, it's time for the answers and scores to this scavenger hunt =
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<DIV>&nbsp;</DIV>
<DIV>-&nbsp;a cat named Wes Craven=20
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<DIV>Caped Fear by LabRat</DIV>
<DIV>&nbsp;</DIV>
<DIV>-&nbsp;a missing tent</DIV>
<DIV>- Hangar 11</DIV>
<DIV>By The Light Of The Silvery Moon by Elaine Gustainis</DIV>
<DIV>&nbsp;</DIV>
<DIV>- an ice blue silk nightgown</DIV>
<DIV>- two steaming mugs of hot chocolate</DIV>
<DIV>- Italy</DIV>
<DIV>- an ancient tomb whose entrance collapses</DIV>
<DIV>Fumbling Towards Ecstasy by Susan VanCott</DIV>
<DIV>&nbsp;</DIV>
<DIV>- the "Grandfather Tree"</DIV>
<DIV>Meet Me In Kansas City by Chris Mulder</DIV>
<DIV>&nbsp;</DIV>
<DIV>- a&nbsp;hotel room which number is 604</DIV>
<DIV>- an elevator where things get really hot</DIV>
<DIV>- a drug called "Eagle"</DIV>
<DIV>Heartache Tonight by the German fanfic team</DIV>
<DIV>&nbsp;</DIV>
<DIV>- a&nbsp;cow named Boris</DIV>
<DIV>- a late run of "Casablanca"</DIV>
<DIV>Trust Me, I'm a Reporter by Yvonne Connell</DIV>
<DIV>&nbsp;</DIV>
<DIV>- a&nbsp;dot on a monitor</DIV>
<DIV>For The Greater Good by Wendy Richards</DIV>
<DIV>&nbsp;</DIV>
<DIV>Naming the story and author is worth 10 points if it was from the =
first=20
clue, 6 points from the second clue, 4 from the third. And half the =
points if=20
the author or story title is missing (if you understand how this is =
scored,=20
kudos, 'cause I'm already lost &lt;bg&gt;)</DIV>
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<DIV>Wendy gets 32 points for identifying two stories right away and two =
others=20
with the second clue. Actually, you identified Yvonne right away, but =
this score=20
is already very complicated &lt;G&gt;</DIV>
<DIV>&nbsp;</DIV>
<DIV>Anne, Pam and Chiara get 10 points each for identifying one =
story.</DIV>
<DIV>&nbsp;</DIV>
<DIV>Hazel gets 25+1 points for identifying two stories, one author, and =
the=20
plot of "By The Light Of The Silvery Moon" (and making this scoring very =

complicated &lt;bg&gt;;)... so Hazel gets 26 points.</DIV>
<DIV>&nbsp;</DIV>
<DIV>TerriAnn gets 15+1 points for one story and the author+plot of "For =
The=20
Greater Good"... makes 16 points.</DIV>
<DIV>&nbsp;</DIV>
<DIV>Jessi gets 2 points for identifying the German team at the third =
clue (but=20
not the story, sorry, Jessi)</DIV>
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<DIV>Natascha gets 4 points for identifying "Heartache Tonight" at the =
third=20
clue.</DIV>
<DIV>&nbsp;</DIV>
<DIV>Bethy gets 14 points for one story at the first clue and another =
one at the=20
third.</DIV>
<DIV>&nbsp;</DIV>
<DIV>So Wendy is our winner ;) I admit this quiz really wasn't easy for =
some=20
stories (and if you haven't read some of those, I highly recomment =
them:), but=20
if Hazel comes out with another quiz, you'll see how really hopeless I =
am at=20
this game when I'm on the other side &lt;G&gt;</DIV>
<DIV>&nbsp;</DIV>
<DIV>Helene (who's hopeless at mathematics, too=20
&lt;G&gt;)<BR>------------------------------------------------------<BR>K=
aethel=20
on irc / Kaethel79&nbsp; on AIM<BR><A=20
href=3D"mailto:kaethel@club-internet.fr">kaethel@club-internet.fr</A><BR>=
"The=20
ocean machine is set to nine<BR>&nbsp;I'll squeeze into heaven and=20
valentine<BR>&nbsp;My bed is pulling me, gravity,=20
daysleeper"<BR>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbs=
p;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp=
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wow I liked that.  Thanks for sharing

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Ok, guys, we're almost there!  :)  Only one more part to go!

Threads of Confusion part 15

Maggie glanced at the monitor showing the rift for what seemed the =
thousandth time. It was still growing larger, and the rate at which it =
was growing was speeding up. Klein had better find the solution soon, =
she thought, or we're not going to be able to do anything about this =
thing.

The military personnel there had already moved everyone except for her, =
Jimmy and Dr. Klein back from the rift because of how large the rift had =
grown to be. The storm was worsening, as well. Maggie wasn't sure if it =
was because of the rift or something else, but she was betting on it =
being the rift's fault. She didn't dare interrupt Dr. Klein and ask him.

Lightning flashed, striking the rift. The thunder that accompanied it =
was deafening. Dr. Klein didn't even look up, this time. Maggie knew the =
van he was working in was grounded, so there wasn't really any danger to =
him or anything else inside.

Jimmy had long since finished telling Klein about Q and was sitting =
beside Maggie, watching the rift. He hadn't spoken to her since just =
after she'd decked Q.

"Jimmy," she said suddenly. "Do you have a cell phone?"

"No."

"Oh." She lapsed back into silence.

"Sara," Dr. Klein called to her. "I think I have that answer you =
wanted."

Maggie got up and went over to him. "What have you got, Doc?"

"Well, the rift seems to be acting like a leak--a very large one, of =
course, but still just a leak."

"So, how do we plug this one?"

"You remember I told you I thought it was formed by an anti-matter =
explosion, right?"

"Oh, I don't think I like the way this is going," Maggie muttered. =
"Right Dr. Klein. A point of weakness in the space/time continuum or =
something like that."

"That's right. I think that the way to close this would be another =
anti-matter explosion--this time on the other side of the funnel." Dr. =
Klein's face fell. "Unfortunately, we have no source of antimatter =
available. We can't even make more than a few particles at a time."

"Maybe some other explosive would work?" Maggie suggested.

"Possibly, but we don't have access to any other types of explosives, =
either. Much less the quality or quantity we would need for this."

"Doc, didn't you say that if this rift is allowed to continue expanding, =
it'll start to pose a significant threat to the planet? Destabilize the =
orbit and rip the planet to shreds, or something like that?"

"That's a dramatic way of putting it, but yes, that is a possibility." =
Klein shook his head. "What are you getting at?"

"The army guys!" Jimmy blurted out. "We can get it from them!"

"Exactly!" Maggie said. "They have to be useful for something, right?"

"How are you going to get their cooperation on this?" Klein asked.

"That's where you come in, Doctor. I'm going to need your backing on =
this . . ."

**** **** ****

"The time is 0700 hours."

Lois woke instantly at the sound of the female voice. She was pressed =
tightly against her husbands' body, just as she had been when they =
finally got to sleep the night before. She opened her eyes and looked up =
at her husband to find him looking down at her, a tender look on his =
face.

"Hi," he said softly.

"Hi, yourself."

"How are you feeling about what we're doing today?"

The night before, Lois had been worried about Clark's task in the =
attempt to get them home. No matter how he protested, flying through =
futuristic alien fighter craft to deliver a powerful anti-matter bomb =
was a little more dangerous than the things he normally did, or had done =
before. Especially when you factored in the bio-energy draining weapon =
that could knock out his powers, leaving him helpless.

"A little. Your therapy worked wonders," she smiled up at him.

"The time is 0701 hours," the computer's voice said again.

"How do you get that to shut off?" Lois asked slightly acerbically.

"I don't know. Let me try something," he said. "Computer. Shut off the =
alarm."

"Please re-state command."

"We're awake. You can stop reminding us of what time it is."

It beeped. "Acknowledged."

He looked down at her again. "We'd better get up and get dressed. Naomi =
will be coming by in just a little bit to take us to breakfast."

"I remember." She smiled at him. "She's a nice kid, isn't she?"

"A little too serious, but yeah, a nice kid."=20

The climbed out of bed and dressed quickly in their freshly cleaned =
clothing. Naomi had shown them how they could set the sonic shower in =
their bathroom to clean clothing the night before. The sonic shower was =
a pretty nice piece of technology, she mused. It would be nice if they =
had one back in their brownstone--in addition to the regular water =
shower, she hastily added. She and Clark had too much fun in a water =
shower to want to give it up completely.

Just as they finished dressing, the door chime sounded.

"Come in, Naomi," Lois called. The door opened and the girl came =
through.

"Good morning," she said. "Are you ready? Neelix has prepared a special =
breakfast for you for luck, he said."

"Lead the way," Clark said.

**** **** ****

Jimmy Olsen watched as Maggie and Dr. Klein talked to the officer in =
charge of the military personnel that were there. So far they didn't =
seem to be having any trouble convincing the man that what they were =
requesting was vitally important to the safety and security of the U.S.

Finally, the man nodded and stepped away from the two to talk to one of =
his underlings. Maggie smiled, obviously relieved as she turned away =
from Dr. Klein. Her face froze as she caught sight of Jimmy watching =
them.

He gathered up his nerve and approached them. "Well?"

"They're bringing in a small tactical nuclear weapon. Dr. Klein thinks =
it should do the job." She was silent for a moment. "Dr. Klein is going =
to get me an insulated suit to try to protect me from the effect the =
rift has on my aura. That way I'll be able to set up the bomb when I get =
to the other side."

"Ma--Sara, why are you doing this?"

"I have to, Jimmy. It's what I do."

"But, you don't even have your powers! I do! I should be the one to do =
this!"

Maggie shook her head. "It doesn't matter. I have to do this--for myself =
as much as for everyone else."

"Why? Can you at least tell me that?"

She sighed. "It's a little complicated, Jimmy. You remember when the New =
Kryptonians came to earth? As soon as I heard about them and what they =
were, I hid. I did the same thing when my parents got into that car =
accident. Then with the kryptonite thing, I ran off and left you and =
Lois in danger. It's something I've been doing all of my life. I can't =
keep running away and hiding whenever something dangerous is happening."

"You're not running and hiding anymore. You dealt with the Black Circle =
investigation, even after it got dangerous."

She shook her head sadly. "You still don't understand, do you. This is =
something I have to do. I will do it, no matter what happens. I was =
hoping you would wish me good luck, but you obviously aren't. I have to =
go call the Kents and let them know what's happening. Goodbye, Jimmy."

She turned and walked away from him.

**** **** ****

The ship shuddered as multiple phaser blasts hit Voyager's shields. The =
four people in the shuttle bay did their best to ignore it, =
concentrating, instead, on last minute preparations for Clark's flight =
down to the planet that they could see through the shuttle bay doors.

The anti-matter bomb Clark was to deposit at the rift wasn't as big as =
Lois had expected it to be. Then again, with the small amount of =
anti-matter B'Elanna had said they were using, it shouldn't be =
surprising. B'Elanna Torres, herself, was going over the bomb to make =
sure everything was as it should be. She was double-checking, as she did =
so, that Clark knew exactly what he was supposed to do. Everything had =
to be perfect.

Clark was standing just a few feet from B'Elanna and the bomb. He had =
changed partially back into his Superman costume--all that was missing =
was the shirt and cape. The Doctor was attaching a device that he =
insisted had to be worn under his costume to decrease the possibility of =
it being damaged.

" . . . I set the timer, start it going and fly through the rift." Clark =
finished.

"Right. Just make sure the bomb is set exactly as you practiced in the =
holodeck and everything should work fine." B'Elanna closed up the =
circuitry and stood up. "Ok, I think you're ready."

The Doctor finished adjusting the device attached to Clark and stepped =
back. "Go ahead and put on your shirt, now. I need you to make sure it =
will be protected by your aura, so go ahead and speed change."

"No problem," Clark said, grinning. He spun around, blurring to the =
human eye, and when he came to a stop, was wearing the shirt as well. =
The Doctor pulled out his medical tricorder and scanned the device.

"Well, it seems to be working as well as ever. You're ready to go." He =
tapped his combadge. "Shuttlebay to the Bridge. We're ready whenever you =
are, Captain."

"Acknowledged, Doctor. Tell Mr. Kent he may proceed. Janeway out."

Lois turned to her husband. "Clark?"

He took one look at her expression and stepped forward to envelop her in =
his embrace. "Don't worry, honey. I'll be all right."

She leaned into him. "I know. Just be careful, okay?"

"Always." He kissed her lightly on the forehead, then tilted her chin up =
and kissed her full on the mouth. "I'll be all right. Don't worry."

"You know I can't help it," she said. The ship shook again from phaser =
blasts. She pulled away from him. "You'd better get going. I'll be =
watching from sickbay."

Clark kissed her one last time before pulling away from her and walking =
over to the force field. B'Elanna handed him an oxygen mask. He probably =
wouldn't need it, but Janeway didn't want to take any chances with him =
running out of air on the way to the planet.

He accepted it with a smile and strapped it into place before stepping =
out through the force field. He turned and lifted his hand in salute to =
them before flying upward and out of sight.

to be concluded in part 16.

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<P>Maggie glanced at the monitor showing the rift for what seemed the =
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<P>The military personnel there had already moved everyone except for =
her, Jimmy=20
and Dr. Klein back from the rift because of how large the rift had grown =
to be.=20
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because of the=20
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fault. She=20
didn&#8217;t dare interrupt Dr. Klein and ask him.</P>
<P>Lightning flashed, striking the rift. The thunder that accompanied it =
was=20
deafening. Dr. Klein didn&#8217;t even look up, this time. Maggie knew =
the van he was=20
working in was grounded, so there wasn&#8217;t really any danger to him =
or anything=20
else inside.</P>
<P>Jimmy had long since finished telling Klein about Q and was sitting =
beside=20
Maggie, watching the rift. He hadn&#8217;t spoken to her since just =
after she&#8217;d decked=20
Q.</P>
<P>"Jimmy," she said suddenly. "Do you have a cell phone?"</P>
<P>"No."</P>
<P>"Oh." She lapsed back into silence.</P>
<P>"Sara," Dr. Klein called to her. "I think I have that answer you =
wanted."</P>
<P>Maggie got up and went over to him. "What have you got, Doc?"</P>
<P>"Well, the rift seems to be acting like a leak--a very large one, of =
course,=20
but still just a leak."</P>
<P>"So, how do we plug this one?"</P>
<P>"You remember I told you I thought it was formed by an anti-matter =
explosion,=20
right?"</P>
<P>"Oh, I don't think I like the way this is going," Maggie muttered. =
"Right Dr.=20
Klein. A point of weakness in the space/time continuum or something like =

that."</P>
<P>"That's right. I think that the way to close this would be another=20
anti-matter explosion--this time on the other side of the funnel." Dr. =
Klein's=20
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can't=20
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<P>"Maybe some other explosive would work?" Maggie suggested.</P>
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either.=20
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expanding,=20
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orbit=20
and rip the planet to shreds, or something like that?"</P>
<P>"That's a dramatic way of putting it, but yes, that is a =
possibility." Klein=20
shook his head. "What are you getting at?"</P>
<P>"The army guys!" Jimmy blurted out. "We can get it from them!"</P>
<P>"Exactly!" Maggie said. "They have to be useful for something, =
right?"</P>
<P>"How are you going to get their cooperation on this?" Klein =
asked.</P>
<P>"That's where you come in, Doctor. I'm going to need your backing on =
this . .=20
."</P>
<P>**** **** ****</P>
<P>"The time is 0700 hours."</P>
<P>Lois woke instantly at the sound of the female voice. She was pressed =
tightly=20
against her husbands&#8217; body, just as she had been when they finally =
got to sleep=20
the night before. She opened her eyes and looked up at her husband to =
find him=20
looking down at her, a tender look on his face.</P>
<P>"Hi," he said softly.</P>
<P>"Hi, yourself."</P>
<P>"How are you feeling about what we&#8217;re doing today?"</P>
<P>The night before, Lois had been worried about Clark&#8217;s task in =
the attempt to=20
get them home. No matter how he protested, flying through futuristic =
alien=20
fighter craft to deliver a powerful anti-matter bomb was a little more =
dangerous=20
than the things he normally did, or had done before. Especially when you =

factored in the bio-energy draining weapon that could knock out his =
powers,=20
leaving him helpless.</P>
<P>"A little. Your therapy worked wonders," she smiled up at him.</P>
<P>"The time is 0701 hours," the computer&#8217;s voice said again.</P>
<P>"How do you get that to shut off?" Lois asked slightly =
acerbically.</P>
<P>"I don&#8217;t know. Let me try something," he said. "Computer. Shut =
off the=20
alarm."</P>
<P>"Please re-state command."</P>
<P>"We&#8217;re awake. You can stop reminding us of what time it =
is."</P>
<P>It beeped. "Acknowledged."</P>
<P>He looked down at her again. "We&#8217;d better get up and get =
dressed. Naomi will=20
be coming by in just a little bit to take us to breakfast."</P>
<P>"I remember." She smiled at him. "She&#8217;s a nice kid, isn&#8217;t =
she?"</P>
<P>"A little too serious, but yeah, a nice kid." </P>
<P>The climbed out of bed and dressed quickly in their freshly cleaned =
clothing.=20
Naomi had shown them how they could set the sonic shower in their =
bathroom to=20
clean clothing the night before. The sonic shower was a pretty nice =
piece of=20
technology, she mused. It would be nice if they had one back in their=20
brownstone--in addition to the regular water shower, she hastily added. =
She and=20
Clark had too much fun in a water shower to want to give it up =
completely.</P>
<P>Just as they finished dressing, the door chime sounded.</P>
<P>"Come in, Naomi," Lois called. The door opened and the girl came =
through.</P>
<P>"Good morning," she said. "Are you ready? Neelix has prepared a =
special=20
breakfast for you for luck, he said."</P>
<P>"Lead the way," Clark said.</P>
<P>&nbsp;</P>
<P>**** **** ****</P>
<P>&nbsp;</P>
<P>Jimmy Olsen watched as Maggie and Dr. Klein talked to the officer in =
charge=20
of the military personnel that were there. So far they didn&#8217;t seem =
to be having=20
any trouble convincing the man that what they were requesting was =
vitally=20
important to the safety and security of the U.S.</P>
<P>Finally, the man nodded and stepped away from the two to talk to one =
of his=20
underlings. Maggie smiled, obviously relieved as she turned away from =
Dr. Klein.=20
Her face froze as she caught sight of Jimmy watching them.</P>
<P>He gathered up his nerve and approached them. "Well?"</P>
<P>"They&#8217;re bringing in a small tactical nuclear weapon. Dr. Klein =
thinks it=20
should do the job." She was silent for a moment. "Dr. Klein is going to =
get me=20
an insulated suit to try to protect me from the effect the rift has on =
my aura.=20
That way I&#8217;ll be able to set up the bomb when I get to the other =
side."</P>
<P>"Ma--Sara, why are you doing this?"</P>
<P>"I have to, Jimmy. It&#8217;s what I do."</P>
<P>"But, you don&#8217;t even have your powers! I do! I should be the =
one to do=20
this!"</P>
<P>Maggie shook her head. "It doesn&#8217;t matter. I have to do =
this--for myself as=20
much as for everyone else."</P>
<P>"Why? Can you at least tell me that?"</P>
<P>She sighed. "It&#8217;s a little complicated, Jimmy. You remember =
when the New=20
Kryptonians came to earth? As soon as I heard about them and what they =
were, I=20
hid. I did the same thing when my parents got into that car accident. =
Then with=20
the kryptonite thing, I ran off and left you and Lois in danger. =
It&#8217;s something=20
I&#8217;ve been doing all of my life. I can&#8217;t keep running away =
and hiding whenever=20
something dangerous is happening."</P>
<P>"You&#8217;re not running and hiding anymore. You dealt with the =
Black Circle=20
investigation, even after it got dangerous."</P>
<P>She shook her head sadly. "You still don&#8217;t understand, do you. =
This is=20
something I have to do. I will do it, no matter what happens. I was =
hoping you=20
would wish me good luck, but you obviously aren&#8217;t. I have to go =
call the Kents=20
and let them know what&#8217;s happening. Goodbye, Jimmy."</P>
<P>She turned and walked away from him.</P>
<P>**** **** ****</P>
<P>&nbsp;</P>
<P>The ship shuddered as multiple phaser blasts hit Voyager&#8217;s =
shields. The four=20
people in the shuttle bay did their best to ignore it, concentrating, =
instead,=20
on last minute preparations for Clark&#8217;s flight down to the planet =
that they=20
could see through the shuttle bay doors.</P>
<P>The anti-matter bomb Clark was to deposit at the rift wasn&#8217;t as =
big as Lois=20
had expected it to be. Then again, with the small amount of anti-matter =
B&#8217;Elanna=20
had said they were using, it shouldn&#8217;t be surprising. =
B&#8217;Elanna Torres, herself,=20
was going over the bomb to make sure everything was as it should be. She =
was=20
double-checking, as she did so, that Clark knew exactly what he was =
supposed to=20
do. Everything had to be perfect.</P>
<P>Clark was standing just a few feet from B&#8217;Elanna and the bomb. =
He had changed=20
partially back into his Superman costume--all that was missing was the =
shirt and=20
cape. The Doctor was attaching a device that he insisted had to be worn =
under=20
his costume to decrease the possibility of it being damaged.</P>
<P>" . . . I set the timer, start it going and fly through the rift." =
Clark=20
finished.</P>
<P>"Right. Just make sure the bomb is set exactly as you practiced in =
the=20
holodeck and everything should work fine." B&#8217;Elanna closed up the =
circuitry and=20
stood up. "Ok, I think you&#8217;re ready."</P>
<P>The Doctor finished adjusting the device attached to Clark and =
stepped back.=20
"Go ahead and put on your shirt, now. I need you to make sure it will be =

protected by your aura, so go ahead and speed change."</P>
<P>"No problem," Clark said, grinning. He spun around, blurring to the =
human=20
eye, and when he came to a stop, was wearing the shirt as well. The =
Doctor=20
pulled out his medical tricorder and scanned the device.</P>
<P>"Well, it seems to be working as well as ever. You&#8217;re ready to =
go." He tapped=20
his combadge. "Shuttlebay to the Bridge. We&#8217;re ready whenever you =
are,=20
Captain."</P>
<P>"Acknowledged, Doctor. Tell Mr. Kent he may proceed. Janeway =
out."</P>
<P>Lois turned to her husband. "Clark?"</P>
<P>He took one look at her expression and stepped forward to envelop her =
in his=20
embrace. "Don&#8217;t worry, honey. I&#8217;ll be all right."</P>
<P>She leaned into him. "I know. Just be careful, okay?"</P>
<P>"Always." He kissed her lightly on the forehead, then tilted her chin =
up and=20
kissed her full on the mouth. "I'll be all right. Don't worry."</P>
<P>"You know I can't help it," she said. The ship shook again from =
phaser=20
blasts. She pulled away from him. "You'd better get going. I'll be =
watching from=20
sickbay."</P>
<P>Clark kissed her one last time before pulling away from her and =
walking over=20
to the force field. B&#8217;Elanna handed him an oxygen mask. He =
probably wouldn&#8217;t=20
need it, but Janeway didn&#8217;t want to take any chances with him =
running out of air=20
on the way to the planet.</P>
<P>He accepted it with a smile and strapped it into place before =
stepping out=20
through the force field. He turned and lifted his hand in salute to them =
before=20
flying upward and out of sight.</P>
<P>&nbsp;</P>
<P>to be concluded in part 16.</P></FONT></DIV></BODY></HTML>

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DO'S AND DON'T'S FOR SUPERHEROES

Rules for choosing a superhero name:

  1. Don't call yourself by your real name (Ms. Jenny
     Pinchuck, The Amazing Stevie Foster, etc.)

  2. Don't call yourself by someone else's real name
     (Mr. Teddy Kennedy, Captain Dean Martin... )

  3. Choose a name that suggests power, heroism and
     prowess, such as Captain Power, Thunderman, Mr.
     Invincible or Justiceman.

  4. Don't be too modest and name yourself something
     like Mr. Pretty Good, Captain So-so or Fairly
     Incredibleman.

  5. But don't labor the point and choose a name like
     Mr. So-Powerful-Don't-Even-Think-About-It-Buddy.

  6. Don't choose a name detrimental to your crime-
     fighting image, such as Captain Spongecake, Mr.
     Silly, Yellow Streak, Purple Slippers or Captain
     Evil

  7. Don't take the name of an existing superhero
     unless you have lots of money and enjoy fighting
     litigation more than supervillains.

  8. It's no use calling yourself Captain Invincible
     if your only power is control over Hostess
     Twinkies and you suffer from a congenial hole-in-
     the-heart condition. You're just asking for
     trouble.

  9. Don't call yourself the Invisible Boy if you're
     not invisible.

 10. Don't call yourself the Invisible Boy if you're a
     girl.

 11. Don't call yourself the Invisible Lady if you're
     a man -- even if you do feel like a woman trapped
     in a man's body.

 12. Don't give away important information in your
     name (for example, The Glass Jaw or Captain
     Vulnerable To Strontium 90.

 13. Don't call yourself The Green Avenger if you wear
     an orange costume. You'll only confuse people.
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Chapter 4 - Family Blood Runs Thick with Jealousy

A couple of weeks went by. Clark still would meet Lois before class and talk
with her to and from the bus stop and at their regular lunch meetings. Lois
had thought more would happen after the dance but nothing as of yet. Maybe
it
wasn't all she thought it was.

The study group was meeting again tonight and Lois thought it was time to
see
where her relationship was going, if anywhere. But tonight, he had skipped
the study session, which angered her. She found out when she got home and
saw
the note. Lois was in the kitchen when a key turned in the door.

"Thank you Clark for dinner. Would you like to come in?" Lois peeped around
the door to see what was going on.

"The pleasure was mine. That was a nice restaurant but I really have to be
going."

"Come on. Just for a second." Lois gasped when Clark followed behind Lucy
and
sat down on the couch. "Would you like a drink?"

"No thank you. Lois?" Clark leaned over trying to see around the corner off
the door.

Pushing the door open, "Hi. I was just going to bed Lucy. Lock up? Night
Clark." Clark slunk back on the couch as he saw Lois run up the stairs,
upset.

"Lucy, I have to go." Lucy walked him the door where Clark politely kissed
Lucy and walked off. Lois sat on the top stair, screaming inside.

After that night, Clark stopped meeting Lois at the door and sat in the
front
of the room. Clark, though, felt that he was better off with having Lois off
his mind. That worked until the day she showed up at his place.

"Lois? What are you doing here?" She pushed herself into the room.

"I just want to know something. What are you doing with my sister? She's
leaving for England in a few weeks." Lois thought that slip would upset him.

"I just went out with her since you didn't seem receptive."

"You kissed my sister. You kissed her and not..."

"Not you? Are you that insecure that you and I didn't and she and I did?
Lois, the only way you would know that is if you were still snooping on us.
I
mean I remember when you looked through my things the first time you came
over. What do you want?" Clark looked angry at not only Lois but at her
childness.

"Look. She's able to attach herself to people that..."

Clark started to smile when he figured it out, "You like. I get it now. Why
didn't you just out and say it? I thought you didn't like me after that
dance."

Lois started to deny it but just sat down on the bed. She looked up at
Clark,
who pulled a chair over to her and giggled slightly.

"Lois, I never really went out that much in high school or in the beginning
of college. I just went out with Lucy to get your attention, to see if you
really liked me. I would rather go out with you."

"Really? I would love to go out. But we have to talk about this later. I
have
to go - for some reason my mother wants to come visit this weekend and we
have to get ready for her. But I'll call you." Lois picked up her stuff and
started out the door while even talking. Clark followed her and stopped her
short of the outside door.

"You better remember to call." He leaned over and kissed her on the cheek.
He
could feel her temperature rise. "Don't tell me that I never kissed you for
that night." Lois blushed as she ran out the door. 'Not bad for yourself
Clark. And to think, you haven't started bulking up.' Clark walked back to
his room, grinning. Lois walked off, feeling of her cheeks, 'Stop it Lois.
You're not a little girl anymore - haven't you been in love before?'

As promised, Lois called later that night. Clark heard other guys leaving
with their girlfriends and hoped that she would call. They decided to meet
later that night.
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Chapter 5 - You Move Me

Sorry I'm late - I got caught in the rain." Lois tried to comb out her hair
that was drenched. "I really did look nice at the apartment."

Clark rubbed his hand down her hair and then her face. Her skin was terribly
soft. "You still look very nice. I thought we could see a movie here and
then
get a bite to eat later. The only thing showing though is.." He pulled out
the tickets that he had picked up. He took her around the shoulders and
walked her in. She seemed nervous during the movie and kept wiggling in the
chair until the picture started. Clark wasn't much of a romantic movie
person
but felt it wasn't a bad choice, "When Harry met Sally." Lois seemed to be
enjoying it too. Midway through the picture, she curled her legs up in the
seat and slipped her arm around his, resting her head on his shoulder. He
could hear her sigh as she squeezed his arm. He occasionally looked down to
see her smiling.

After the movie, they walked to the new pizza place on campus. They ordered
and found a small corner table. They talked about Kansas and his family.
Lois
was unimpressed by the country but nonetheless fascinated by listening to
him
talk. After dinner, Clark walked Lois back through the park. He stopped by
the campus fountain.

"It's nice, isn't it?" Clark combed her hair out of her face.

"Never noticed it before, but yes it is." Lois could feel Clark wrap his
arms
around her waist. She started tingling when his breath hit the back of her
neck. She turned around to tell him to stop and saw him looking at her in
anticipation. She closed her eyes and felt him cup her face in his hands and
began to kiss her. When she responded back, Clark could feel his pulse rise
and was afraid that they were floating. suddenly, they pulled away.

"We should really get going, Clark."

"Yeah," And Clark walked her home.

"We should do this again. I really enjoyed tonight."

"I did too Lois. We'll do this again real soon." Clark took Lois by the hand
as she started to stick the key in the door. "Real soon."

Lois looked up at this young man that seemed to be even more in love with
her
than she was with him. Without thinking, Lois moved toward him and kissed
and
then felt his arms around her. Neither was sure how long they were like that
but could hear voices and saw Lois' mother and Lucy standing in the doorway.
Clark let go of Lois but continued to hold her around the waist, smiling at
her.

"Mom, this is Clark. We just got back." Lois let go and started up to the
door. "Goodnight Clark."

"I'll call you tomorrow night."

Clark and Lois were inseparable for the next weeks. For the two month
anniversary, Lois had heard that Clark had something special planned. She
was
curious but he wouldn't drop any hints. She picked him up on campus and he
drove the rest of the way. He said the place was a ways out of town. They
arrived at a small steakhouse in the woods. Lois glared at the prices on the
menus, "Clark - you can't afford this."

"Relax. The owner is a family friend." Actually, Clark was telling the
truth.
An old farmer had bought the place and was making a killing off the city
people trying to get away. He looked at Lois and beamed when Charlie treated
her like a princess. She didn't seem to mind either. After dinner, Charlie,
locked the door.

"Just close it behind you Clark. Nice seeing you." The old man turned and
went into the kitchen.

"Lois, how about a dance."

"You know how well I dance." Clark took her hand anyway.

"I've had some lessons; just try to follow." Clark was surprised at how
light
on his feet he was. She laughed when he spun her around and dipped her. Lois
noticed her never once winced when she would step on his feet. After the
last
dance, Clark covered Lois with his jacket and walked her out. Driving down
the road, the car started making noise and suddenly gave out. Clark rolled
up
his sleeves, hoping it could be fixed with his powers.

"It's the fan belt. We're stuck here." He could see Lois was thrilled as she
leaned back in the seat. He opened the back of the Jeep up and heard Lois
coming to join him. He put his arm around her and on her head as he laid
down
in his lap. He could feel his pulse rise when he saw her looking up at him,
rubbing her hand across his chest.

"Clark, how many women have you dated?"

"Few - not many, at least not like this." She started fiddling with his tie.

"How many have you been with?"

"Been with?" He was struck by the question but more so when she started to
close the door down. He understood now what she meant. "Lois, maybe you've
had too much to drink."

"Clark, this has been the perfect evening. I love you Clark." Clark nearly
fell over. Not noticing until then, she had undone his tie and took his
jacket off of herself. "Clark, I want to make tonight real special. I have
really thought about this and I want you to be the one." She laid down and
pulled him on top of her.

Neither remembered exactly how they got home; Lois had sworn she had felt
wind. But neither would forget their first times.
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Chapter 6 - The Little Things That Get in the Way

The next few weeks tended to feel different than before. Both wondered if it
had been that night that had changed things. They also thought, in a way, it
made a connection. Clark, though, started feeling something colder in Lois'
hugs when he saw her. He felt it all come to a peak when he met with her one
afternoon.

"Clark, come on in."

"Lois, what's wrong? You look like you've been crying."

She looked at Clark who started looking at the floor. "Clark, this is really
hard for me but I think that we should see a little less of each other.. I
mean, we know that we're in love but I think our seeing each other is
getting
in the way."

Clark looked strangely at Lois, not believing what he heard. "Lois, it's
getting in the way of what? We date, but we've been working together over
the
last few months too."

"But I didn't think that this summer would include me getting involved with
anyone. It's just too complicated."

Clark looked worried. "Weren't we having fun? I didn't think that were any
strings attached." Clark got up and tried to move toward Lois.

"Look, you may not have any problems here but I'm really getting confused. I
have never been the kind that wanted to get involved but you have some power
over me that I don't understand. Anyway, you're going back to Kansas in a
week and I'm moving up. I graduate in two weeks. And on top of that, we're a
year apart. My mother would never approve."

"I thought you told me you didn't care what your mother thought? Lois, what
are you saying," Looking down. Not really wanting to hear the answer.

"I think we should break this off. It was just for the summer."

"Lois, you're worried about finals. This will go away if you just..." Lois
pulled away from him and walked over to the door. "Lois, you're not
serious."

"Clark, I'll see you in class tomorrow." Lois pulled the door open. Clark
shook his head, rubbed her cheek, and kissed her on the way out the door. He
could feel her tears on his hand.

Turning around toward Lois before walking out Clark responded to the tears,
"I'm not giving up on this." He turned and walked out while Lois watched
from
the window, this time walking out of her life.

Clark got back to the dorm and called home. He had always been secretly
called a momma's boy, but felt the name was true.

"Mom, it's Clark. Lois thinks I'm a distraction."

"Clark, do you want to come home?"

"I have to handle it until graduation. Lucy already asked me to see Lois. I
don't think she broke it off even though she's telling herself she did. Mom,
I love her. I'd give up 'everything' for her."

"You mean never use your powers you have been possessed with because of a
girl. Clark, we have talked about you developing into this person that can
give so much for the world."

"Mom, I love her." He could almost hear what his mother wanted to say,
wanting to plead with him to think it over and not be foolish so young in
his
lifetime.

"Clark, just don't get hurt. This is the first time for you and all the
superpowers in the world won't cure a broken heart."

"I know. I have to go. I have a class." Clark hung up the phone and sighed.
He picked up his books and left. He couldn't think of anything but Lois for
the rest of the day. he got back to his room and checked his new answer
machine...nothing. He had hoped that Lois would have changed her mind. He
turned on the radio and laid down on the bed staring at the dresser. Her
birthday was this coming weekend; he had planned a huge night for the both
of
them. She had even planned on staying over with him, but now all of this was
gone. He walked over and picked up the card. Something touching but no
mushy.
He sat and stared at the words - I Love You - written by him on it. What did
that matter now? Staring at the card, his mind wandered.

Where I used to have a heart feels like a mile wide ditch
I got a hole inside the doctor just can't stitch
Gone without a trace you left a hollow place
There's a not a stone to mark where I used to have a heart

'Should have written that in the card to you Lois. What did I do?' Clark sat
a moment more and then wadded it up. Throwing it at the wall, he nearly
threw
it through the wall. He felt like a weakling now that half of his life was
gone. On the other side of campus, Lois stared blankly at a computer screen.
She hadn't noticed that she had been typing until a woman asked if she
needed
help. Lois looked at the screen, which was scrolling Clark over and over as
her fingers moved quickly over the keys. She almost laughed and then
remembered what she had done earlier that day. She saved her program and
then
left, walking past the pizza place where they first went. She got in her car
and sat. She started toward home and started crying. "Why am I crying - we
weren't married or anything. It was just a summer thing." She got home and
slammed the door behind her loud enough to bring Lucy downstairs.

"Bad day?"

"No. Not really. Oh, I just broke up with Clark." Lois quickly exited to the
kitchen, but Lucy was right behind her.

"What?! Why?!"

"Don't start with me little sister. Look, I have important things going up
and don't need the extra problems in my life."

"You are just fooling yourself." Lois turned and walked out of the kitchen
furious at her sister. "UUmmph. What the?" Lois picked up a ragged piece of
paper that was on the floor that made her slip. Lucy was now looking over
her
shoulder.

"What is it?"

Lois opened the crumpled paper and saw it was a birthday card. The words - I
Love You - felt like a thousand knives in her heart. "It's my birthday card
from Clark. My last little reminder of him. I guess he slipped it in when I
got home." Lois threw the card back on the floor and started upstairs.

"You're just fooling yourself." Lucy followed her upstairs. "LOIS - YOU ARE
THE MOST STUBBORN WOMAN I HAVE EVER MET!!"

"I know I am..." Lois whispered to herself as she took a bottle of aspirin
out of the cabinet. She looked over at the picture of Clark and her at the
restaurant is friend owned - they were so happy. 'It's for the best.' She
thought as she dropped the glass of water she had poured on the floor and
stood in the puddle. She sunk down on the ground to pick up the glass and
cut
herself. 'Damn you Clark Kent - I can never love another,' she said to
herself as she started sucking on the finger bleeding.
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Chapter 7 - Betting It All

On a Saturday in August, Lucy knocked on the door to Clark's now empty dorm
room. "You ready?"

"Yeah," Clark picked up his jacket and walked with Lucy on his arm. "Does
she
know?"

"No. I wish she would just get her head out the sand. I would have taken you
in a second." Clark looked at her and smiled as they arrived at the
coliseum..

"Why didn't you?"

"She wanted you to herself - she made that clear. She still watched you
leave
the study sessions even though you never speak a word to each other when
you're there. My sis has always been stubborn. Clark, please knock sense
into
her before you leave her with me again." They sat down as Clark tried to
hold
back a laugh. He pulled something put of his pocket.

"I don't know if I can solve the problem, but I'm willing to try. What do
you
think?" Lucy just looked at the card he had gotten Lois, all flowers and
teary eyed messages in it.

"You sure know how to mess with a girl's mind." Clark put away the card and
pulled out something else. "Clark, do you think that's really wise? I know
you still love her but are you ready for the answer."

Clark looked plainly at Lucy, put the item back in his coat, and softly
spoke, "I have to give it one more try." Lucy nodded in understanding.

***********************
"Here we go." They sat in silence listening to the names. Clark could 'see'
that Lois was upset that her parents had again ducked out of one of the most
important moments in a daughter's life. Hopefully that number would go to
two
after graduation. He could feel himself almost float off the bleachers
hearing Lois' name announced. He looked over and saw how proud Lucy was and
smiled at her.

"LUCY OVER HERE!" Lois looked radiant and happy, but quickly changed moods
when she saw Clark walking with Lucy. "You work fast Clark. You two will
make
quite a pair."

"Calm down Lois. I came to see you and your sis gave me a ticket. That's
it."

"Really? Oh Clark, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to jump down your throat." Lois
looked at Clark nervously as CLARK approached to hug her. "Congratulations
Lois. You think we could talk for a bit before I take off?" he anticipated
her saying yes and took her hand. She looked up at him and smiled softly. He
hoped that was an opening for him, knowing that this was the last chance.

"Lois, can we talk?" He took her hands in his.

"Sure, where?"

"I thought we could take a walk." He looked at Lucy, who offered to take
Lois' stuff back to the apartment and meet them there. "Lois, I was hoping
we
could work out something."

"What do you mean - I have an interview in Metropolis in two days. What
could
we possibly need to talk about? Clark, what is it?" He stopped there in his
tracks and looked over at her.

"Lois, I love you. I want you to know that. I have loved you since the first
day. You don't say anything if you don't want to." He stood quietly and
heard
no response. Lois started to walk again but she had turned white. He
followed
behind her until she sat down next to the meeting tree. He sat down next to
her, confused about her reaction. He saw that smile was peeking out and felt
that was good. On the other hand, he could tell she was deep in thought.

Suddenly, Lois took Clark's face in her hands and held it, "I love you Clark
Kent." Clark heard this and knew it was then or never. He got up and then
kneeled in front of her. Lois looked at him puzzled and then in shock. Clark
could see her start breathing heavy.

"Lois, will you marry me?" Clark held the ring in the box. "I would give up
everything for you to be my wife." Little did Lois know that the diamond she
was staring at was picked out of a coal field in South Carolina.

"Clark...you...I...I'm sorry." She dropped her head. "I love you but this
wasn't what I meant." She heard him close the box and saw him put his hand
out.

"I'll take you home." Clark took her hand and walked silently back to the
apartment. Lucy saw them come up the stairs and knew what the answer had
been.

"Clark don't forget me ." Lois said to Clark softly.

"Never, " Clark was able to muster in a whisper.

"I just never thought that.."

"Please, just say goodbye." He pulled her close to him, hoping to hold her
scent for the rest of his life. "I love you."

"I'm sorry Clark." He pulled back from her. She was already in tears. He
noticed that he was crying for the first time too.

"I have to go..."She let go of him and watched him leave from her steps, for
the last time.
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Chapter 8 - New Facades Crowd Old Memories

Several months had gone by since Lois or Clark had least seen each other.
They had both since gone on with their plans. Lois recently had chosen to
start working with the Daily Planet in Metropolis because her not so
favorite
friend decided she liked the Metropolis Star. Back in Kansas, Clark had
returned home to the farm and to the hometown college after a few months of
traveling and thinking.
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Thanks for posting this! I thought this was great!!!

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Chapter 9 - New Kid on the Block, Old Wounds in the Heart

"Perry, what is it? I'm in the middle of something." Lois ran into the
editor's office. She had been working her way up to the investigative
reporter since right after graduation.

"Lois, I want you to look over the resumes quickly and pick one that you
think that you can work with. I'm stumped between these few last choices."
She flipped through the resumes with no names and stopped on one.

"I went to that school - had a good journalism school. Had to have brains to
get into there. This person seems to have a lot of experience too."

"That's actually the one I had been thinking of too. Hold on here Lois."
Perry took the resume and walked out of the office. Lois sat down in the
office chair and started reading over her copy of her latest damaging
article. "Lois, you remember that we had talked previously about your
workload and your need for some help. And you understand that for the time
you're in charge of the work that you two do." Lois sat up and looked
puzzled
at Perry, even though she shook her head yes to everything. "You picked him,
I didn't. He seems like a good kid."

"You got me a kid?! I didn't know that I picked a kid." She saw Perry wave
at
someone around the corner and heard footsteps.

"Lois, this your new partner - straight from middle America."

"What?!"

"Lois Lane....Clark..." But Lois cut in.

"Clark?! How...what....man..." Clark stood motionless in the doorway and
looked at Perry. He stuck his hands in his pockets and rocked on his heels,
smiling crookedly. He honestly had not known that she was still there but
was
pleasantly surprised with his new job and its perks. Lois remembered the
flustered feeling she felt when she had said goodbye. She could see all his
smiles and serious looks flash in her mind. She stood motionless.

"You two know each other?" Perry was confused.

"We had a class together in college one summer. We kind of started working
together back then and then we uhhh...never mind." Lois started to babble
but
could see Clark didn't feel that it was the time or the person to be talking
to about their past.

"Well, all I want is a solid reporting team. Now, Lois you have one story
already in the works so fill him in and get to work." Perry watched as Clark
turned on his heels and walked out behind Lois. Lois walked back to her
desk,
noticing that Clark's desk was just across the partition from hers. He went
and sat down; Lois kept looking over in his direction knowing that he could
tell she was watching. He never looked up. Clark sat motionless, shuffling
some papers and over trying to forget what was not ten feet away.

Lois, after staring into space for the last few hours, walked over to
Clark's
desk. "We need to talk..." Clark looked up at her and grabbed his coat. Lois
grabbed up her stuff and they headed out. Being after lunch, they decided on
a quiet bistro down the street.

"Lois, I have really gotten over everything that happened...it's past. It's
been almost five years since..." he stopped and looked at Lois, who was
buried in Kleenex. 'Guess she's not all over it though,' he thought. To her
surprise, he took her hand in his. Lois looked up at him and then down at
her
hand in his. The familiar electricity of his touch seem to return and made
her nervous. Clark noticed it too and pulled his hand away and tucked it in
his lap. But Lois had noticed something else also.

"Clark, are you?"

"Was...am..it's not working." Clark lowered his head and fiddled with his
hands that he had now put back on the table, knowing there was no reason to
hide anymore. "I seemed to be doomed for bad relationships."

"Clark, do you want to talk about it?" He had never heard this side of Lois
before.

"Maybe some other time - not right now. We need to work on how to work
together right now without you know..."

Clark felt something hit him in the face and heard other people giggling
around them. "SNAP OUT OF IT! Clark, we can work together. I couldn't have
invented a better partner - I remember the pieces that we did for the class.
They were wonderful. Come on, we need to get cracking." Clark was surprised
by the turn that Lois had just done, but was happy that she didn't dwell on
him. Maybe, though, there was something that she wasn't telling him.

The two started working in the library downtown, digging up files on the
story that Lois had already started. Lois started sneezing with all the dust
that they had kicked up. Clark tried not to laugh about the high pitch
squeaks that came after each sneeze. He couldn't believe the amount of love
he still felt for her. **RING**

"Hello. Hi hon...Dan...I'm working right now but I can meet you back at the
Planet around 7ish. Alright, I'll see you then...You too. Bye." Lois put the
phone in her purse and hoped that Clark wouldn't be distracted by the call.
She looked over and saw him buried in a pile of papers and thought nothing
of
him hearing the conversation. Little did she know that he could hear it all
-
just he didn't want to show it. He heard something around the corner.

"Lois, I think we should hide."

"Why?" Clark already had her by the coat and was pulling her behind the
cabinets.

"Shhh." He pointed out someone that came into the room and started pulling
out the files they had just been looking at. he looked at Lois and
whispered,
"Did you copy those?" She shook her head to affirm she had. The man left the
room and turned the light out. "Come on - let's go." Clark took her and led
her out of the dark room and out the back part of the library. They got back
to the Planet and Dan was already waiting on Lois.

"You're late." He gave her a comforting hug.

"You know work hon. This is Clark Kent, my new partner." Dan and Clark shook
hands and stood looking at each other strangely.

"Clark is it? You look familiar - have we ever met before? Just to make
sure,
you two are partners at work right?" Dan was kidding but Clark could feel
his
throat close up. He could only manage half a grin.

"I doubt it - about the seeing me before. Night Lois." Before she could say
anything, he was already in the elevator. Riding down to the ground floor,
he
thought how silly he felt standing there in front of Lois and her new man
knowing he used to be 'hers'. He left the Planet and started home; he could
really use some parental support after the whirlwind day.

"Mom? You here?" He still wore his suit, not willing to change into
Superman.
He had decided after college that his true reason for being on Earth was to
help people. With his parents help, he decided to assume his superhero
identity at the same time as his Clark appearance. He had never actually
said
a word to the press or even posed for a picture but that could all change if
he ever ran into Lois doing the story.

"Clark, we thought you would be working tonight." Martha walked her son in
and sat him down in the kitchen.

"I was, but we finished early tonight." She could feel there was more to the
story.

"So how was the first day working for the big city paper?"

"That's great...fast paced, but..." He started twirling his fingers around
again. He felt his mother put her hands on his and heard his father walk in.

"But what honey..."

"My partner...is...Lois..." Clark looked up at his father standing in front
of him. His mother looked up at him.

"Clark - Lois from college...the one you..."

"Yeah, I would rather not go into it...I need to go to bed. I've had enough
for today and have an early day tomorrow." he got up and started out of the
kitchen.

Walking through the living room, he overheard his parents talking. "We
should
tell him tonight." Clark decided to go find out what else was happening.

"Clark, we have something that we have to tell you. I know this isn't the
greatest time, but you need to come sit down." Clark sighed and sat back
down
at the table.

to be continued...
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LOL!  I love this!  Thanks for posting it! :)

Tara
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> Posted to the Alldc egroup I belong to...
>
>
> DO'S AND DON'T'S FOR SUPERHEROES
>
> Rules for choosing a superhero name:
>
>   1. Don't call yourself by your real name (Ms. Jenny
>      Pinchuck, The Amazing Stevie Foster, etc.)
>
>   2. Don't call yourself by someone else's real name
>      (Mr. Teddy Kennedy, Captain Dean Martin... )
>
>   3. Choose a name that suggests power, heroism and
>      prowess, such as Captain Power, Thunderman, Mr.
>      Invincible or Justiceman.
>
>   4. Don't be too modest and name yourself something
>      like Mr. Pretty Good, Captain So-so or Fairly
>      Incredibleman.
>
>   5. But don't labor the point and choose a name like
>      Mr. So-Powerful-Don't-Even-Think-About-It-Buddy.
>
>   6. Don't choose a name detrimental to your crime-
>      fighting image, such as Captain Spongecake, Mr.
>      Silly, Yellow Streak, Purple Slippers or Captain
>      Evil
>
>   7. Don't take the name of an existing superhero
>      unless you have lots of money and enjoy fighting
>      litigation more than supervillains.
>
>   8. It's no use calling yourself Captain Invincible
>      if your only power is control over Hostess
>      Twinkies and you suffer from a congenial hole-in-
>      the-heart condition. You're just asking for
>      trouble.
>
>   9. Don't call yourself the Invisible Boy if you're
>      not invisible.
>
>  10. Don't call yourself the Invisible Boy if you're a
>      girl.
>
>  11. Don't call yourself the Invisible Lady if you're
>      a man -- even if you do feel like a woman trapped
>      in a man's body.
>
>  12. Don't give away important information in your
>      name (for example, The Glass Jaw or Captain
>      Vulnerable To Strontium 90.
>
>  13. Don't call yourself The Green Avenger if you wear
>      an orange costume. You'll only confuse people.
>
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I'm sorry, guys, I messed up on my posting of ToC part 15.  This line:

"Exactly!" Maggie said. "They have to be useful for something, right?"

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Title:Seven Days of Superman

Author/pseudonym:Mr. D8A

Fandom:Seven Days/Lois & Clark:The New Adventures of
Superman

Rating:PG-13

Status: PART 12

Archive: Yes

E-mail address for feedback:mr_d8a@yahoo.com

Series/Sequel: 7 Days/l&c:tTNAOS Crossover

Other websites:BACKGROUND INFORMATION.SEVEN DAYS
(Details supplied by
http://www.geocities.com/CapeCanaveral/Launchpad/9329/SevenDays

Disclaimers: Lois and Clark and the rest of the show's
entourage are the property of DC, Warner, ABC, and
Joanne Siegel and Laura Siegel Larson.  Seven Days is
the property of UPN.

Summary:Superman fails to stop the nuking of
Washington DC and gets some help from Frank B. Parker
from Operation Backstep.

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Previously on 7 Days of Superman

"We should definitely see about slowing his rate of
travel.  It could be a key factor in allowing others
to backstep, should the need arise."

"Gee, Olga, trying to get rid of me so soon?"

"I was only looking after the project's well being."

"Su-ure. Whatever you say.  Where's Nate?  He's being
awfully quite.  It's not like him.  Especially
considering how he feels about Superman."

Everyone turned and looked at one another.  Talmadge
was the first to speak,  "Nate who?

"What do you mean 'Nate who?'  You know, Nathan
Ramsey, Head of Security."

"Conundrum, you know very well I've been head of
security here since this project started.  Really, now
is not the time to play games."

"Who was that?"

"That was Jason, Jason Trask."

Part: 12
+++++++++++++++++++++++
Monday, October 4, 1999
8:38am EST
Metropolis
Centennial Park
+++++++++++++++++++++++

**Trask, Jason Trask.**  The name was familiar and
recent.  Frank sifted through his storehouse of
photogenic information and nailed it in moment.  Jason
Trask, director of the mysterious Bureau 39 and
nemesis of Superman.

**What was *he* doing as Head of Security for
Operation Backstep?**

Frank’s musings were interrupted by Ballard’s voice
trying to get his attention on the phone.

“I’m sorry, Ballard, I was distracted, what did you
say?”

“I was asking if you had noticed any other changes?”

Frank looked at the paper he was still carrying.  He
looked at the sub-heading and first paragraph.  He
looked again at the date to make sure it didn’t read
April 1.  It hadn’t changed.  Martha Kent, adoptive
mother of Clark Kent, a.k.a. Superman, was the
President of the United States of the Americas.  "Just
a moment."  He quickly thumbed through the paper and
became more depressed with every page.  Finally, he
let the paper drop to the ground, closed his eyes, and
muttered a very low whoa.  After a moment or two he
finally spoke into the phone.

“Yeah, I would say there were some changes.  I
remember Bill Clinton as being the President of the
United States of America, singular.  Cuba was not the
61st state and definitely not a vacation resort.
Jason Trask is the Director for Bureau 39.  And the
Soviet Union no longer existed, among other things.”

Frank heard a gasp on the other end of the line that
could only have come from Olga.

"Frank, can you hold for a moment?"  Talmadge asked.
Then the line went quite. **They put me on hold?  This
cannot be good.**

+++++++++++++++++++++++
Monday, October 4, 1999
10:47am MST
Never-Neverland
Operation Backstep
+++++++++++++++++++++++

Frank’s words dropped like lead weights from a hot-air
balloon.  Olga had let out an audible gasp.  She could
not grasp that Mother Russia was gone.  Jason laid a
reassuring hand on her shoulder.

Talmadge looked around the table,  “Well, people?”

“He could be delusional.  Remember the one back step
that created a socially malevolent version of him?  Or
the time he regressed to ten years of age?  It is
possible that he could be suffering from a form of
delusion.”

“True, Olga, but in each of those cases, he was
consistent in his behavior and exhibited noticeable
changes in opinion.  I don’t see this in this case,
but we’ve only been on the phone with him for a short
time and are not able to observe him.  I know Frank
and I have not always seen eye to eye on things and he
doesn’t respect authority very well, but I can’t see
him making *up* someone to take my place, just because
he doesn’t like me.”  Jason motioned to the guard
outside the glassed in conference room.  He told him
to find out everything could about Bill Clinton,
Nathan Ramsey and Bureau 39.

“There’s always another possibility.”

Everyone turned toward Ballard.

“This may not be *our* Frank B. Parker.”

“What do you mean, John?”

“You all know when Frank goes back, random chance
events will change.  Like a racehorse that won before
the back step will lose when it races again in the new
timeline.”  Heads bob up and down around the table.
“This is my theory, what if every time Frank gets sent
back, we actually get a different Frank Parker?”

Donovan had been struggling to keep up, but that
statement did him in.  “What?!”

“The Frank Parker that arrives is not the same one
that left from the future.  He is just a really close
duplicate from a slightly different quantum reality.”

Only Dr. Mentor seemed to grasp what Ballard was
saying.  “Of course!  The quantum slit theory!"

Ramsey and Donovan looked at Dr. Mentor as if he had
started spouting Greek.  Ballard and Mentor took pity
on them.

"Dr. Mentor is referring to is Hugh Everett's Many
World or Branching Universe Theory. In this theory,
whenever a measurement takes place, the entire
universe divides as many times as there are possible
out comes of the measurement.  All universes are
identical except for the outcome of that measurement.
He reasoned that if you take the quantum slit
experiment to it's natural conclusion, then, branching
or parallel universes exist."  Ballard hoped that this
would clear things up.  It didn't.

Trask and Donovan chorused a resounding, "*And?*"

Sighing, Dr. Mentor took a stab at it.  "Say you have
a box, and in that box is a cat.  The cat is perfectly
alive and well.  You close the lid.  You can't see the
cat any more.  You take a high-powered laser and fire
it through the box.  Is the cat alive or dead?  You
don't know.  Not until you open the lid and look in.
The question has always been; Is the cat alive or
dead?  You can't know for sure until you open the box.
 According to Everett's theory, both are true.  In
universe A, the cat is dead.  In universe B, the cat
is alive.  And it's not until you open the lid do you
find out what universe your in."

This time everyone around the room nodded in
agreement, though some nodded slower than others.

"What John is trying to get at is that each time a
random or even a planned event happens, all possible
outcomes actually do happen and spawn a universe of
it's own.  So in one universe a horse wins.  In the
universe next door it doesn't.  So when Frank goes
back he doesn't go back into the universe where that
horse win, he goes to the universe where it loses."

"So what happens to the universe where the horse
wins?"

"I don't know Donovan.  Either every universe gets a
different Frank Parker or each time Frank goes back he
leaves that universe forever and in that universe
Operation Backstep finally fails.  Or probably both,
considering what I just said.  Either way, it is
essentially the same Frank Parker that we all know and
love, only a random event or two is different.

"So what happened this time?"

"It's possible that the other time traveler did
something to upset the quantum balance of the Backstep
process.  We can't even guess until we get the Sphere
back and examine it."

"I agree."  Talmadge took the phone off hold.  "Sorry
about that Frank."

"That's OK sir.  I don't mind at all standing around
in a prison orange suit, in the middle of a park, with
people gawking at me.  It's a nice change of pace from
being locked up on the compound and having security
gawk at me."

Donavan stifled a laugh while Jason put a hand to his
mouth to cover an out of control grin.

Frank paused for a moment and asked the obvious
question.  "Well, does anyone have an idea why I
remember different things than everyone else?"

Talmadge went over everything that Drs. Ballard and
Mentor put forward.

"Oh!  Schrödinger's cat!"

"Yes.  Quite."

"So, you agree that I am Frank B. Parker, but not
necessarily your Frank B. Parker?"

"Yes."

"And even though there are some differences, there's
no reason to assume the Tempus of this quantum shade
won't act any differently?"

"Yes, the mission is still a go."

**Good, I've always wanted to meet Superman.**   "How
soon can you get a team here to pick up the Sphere?
I've been up for over thirty-six hours and if I have
to deal quantum physics and temporal anomalies then I
need to get some shut eye and soon."

"Frank, we can have a man there in about four hours to
take over the securing of the Sphere.  Then you can
get some rest and go after Tempus.  While you're
resting we'll get you the necessary intel on
everything you need to know about the players in this
quantum reality.  We'll send Olga with the information
as soon as we get it.  Contact us later where you want
to meet."

"Roger that, over and out."

Frank hung up the phone and went back to the Sphere to
retrieve his gym bag.  Finding a nearby public
restroom he changed out of his suit and put on his
regular street cloths.  He looked around for an
outdoor café within sprinting distance of the Sphere.
**Decisions.  Decisions.  Well, there's The Stuffed
Croissant; Missy's Deli; the Komrade's Kountry
Kitchen; or Casa de James?  Must be really authentic
Mexican food there.  NOT!  Einy meiny mieny moe, in to
Missy's here I go.**

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I'll bet you never thought we'd reach the end of ToC, did you?  Well, =
guess what?  The un-thought of has occurred!  :)  Enjoy! (and be glad I =
didn't torture you with the 'Tank Ending'! )
Remember, as always, that all kinds of feedback and/or comments are =
welcome--feel free to nitpick (privately) or publicly comment about the =
story.  Thank you :)

Threads of Confusion

" . . . do my best, Martha." Maggie glanced up as she heard the sound of =
a helicopter over the storm. "I've got to go. The chopper's here with =
the bomb. Okay. Thanks."

She closed the phone and went over to Dr. Klein. "Thanks, Dr. Klein. =
Here's your phone back."

"You're welcome, Sara." He accepted the item, a worried look on his =
face. "The helicopter is here."

"I know, I heard it," she said. She smiled wanly, then, impulsively, =
threw her arms around him in a tight hug. "Don't worry, Dr. Klein. I'll =
be careful."

He returned the hug gingerly. He, more than anyone else, Maggie knew, =
knew the risk she was taking. She, too, could be stranded on an alien =
world with no way to return. "We'd better get you into that insulation =
suit. Have you as protected as possible from the disruptive influence of =
the rift."

"Right." Maggie followed him back to the van where he'd had a tech put =
the insulation suit. He helped her put it on. As she finished putting on =
the last of the suit, the munitions officer along with the officer in =
charge came up to them with what looked like an ordinary metal suitcase. =
She knew, of course, that it was actually a tactical nuclear warhead =
despite its innocuous appearance. She glanced at Klein. "It's time."

"Good luck, Sara," Klein said.

She flashed him a smile and accepted the suitcase. She glanced one last =
time at Jimmy, who was standing nearby watching her, and turned toward =
the rift, which was obviously larger than it had been just half an hour =
ago. She turned her head towards the officer. "You'd better get your men =
out of here, sir. We don't know if this is going to affect the =
surrounding area or not."

The man nodded and started shouting orders at the last of the remaining =
military personnel.

"You, too, Dr. Klein," she ordered him.

He nodded. Most of the STAR Labs personnel had left right after they =
sent for the bomb Maggie was now carrying. There were a few media vans =
left but, as she watched, they were ordered to leave the area by =
military personnel. "I'll make sure Jimmy comes with me, too."

"Good." She waited for a few minutes for everyone to at least start =
moving out, then turned back to the rift.

The thing pulsed an ominous shade of red as she approached it. She =
reached the edge of the crater far too quickly and paused, looking up at =
the thing. Then she ran forward and jumped, clutching the case to her as =
she entered the rift.

**** **** ****

Clark dodged a phaser blast. The alien fighters were out in force. Clark =
didn't know how many there were, but they seemed to be congregating =
around his position for some reason. Maybe they just couldn't believe =
that an alien was flying around in space without a space suit or any =
kind of propulsion unit. He didn't mind the curiosity, he just wished =
they'd stop taking potshots at him while he was carrying the anti-matter =
bomb.

Lois, he knew, was undoubtedly in sickbay by now. They had planned on =
monitoring him via a com link they had equipped him with--that way, once =
he entered the atmosphere, he could communicate any problems to them. He =
hoped he wouldn't have to use it.

He dodged another phaser beam, then a fighter. He got a glimpse of a =
lizard-like creature with its crest raised to its fullest extent as he =
did so. Then he reached the atmosphere. Atmospheric fighters were =
waiting. Evidently they'd been monitoring the battle in space and were =
waiting for any shuttles that might try to make it to the planet's =
surface. Great, he thought. More phaser blasts to dodge.

Well, there was one way he could avoid that. He dove straight down. He =
was faster than they were and much more maneuverable. It only took him =
seconds to get out of their range--temporarily, of course. Whatever else =
these aliens were, they were incredibly tenacious.

"Voyager to Kent."

He pulled the now unnecessary oxygen mask off and tapped the com. "Kent. =
Go ahead."

"Is everything all right? We lost sight of you in the firefight," =
Janeway said, sounding concerned.

"I'm fine. The bomb made it through intact, too," he confirmed. "I'm =
coming up on the rift now."

"Good luck, Mr. Kent."

"Thanks, Captain."

"Voyager out."

Two phaser blasts cracked past him, just barely missing him. He rose up =
above the craft, then sent a beam of heat vision at the spots Lt. Torres =
had told him were vulnerable in craft like these. It worked, and the two =
vessels went spiraling down towards the ground below trailing smoke.

"Two down, eight to go," Clark muttered. He didn't really have time for =
this, though. Fortunately, he had almost reached the cloudy area that =
covered the subspace tear. He put on a burst of speed, then came to a =
soft landing under the overcast area. The fighter craft that were =
following him veered off and began circling the area.

The rift was at ground level. It was glowing bright yellow and was very =
obvious. It was larger than he'd expected it to be--close to four feet =
in height.

Lightning was flashing continuously and bright enough to light the area =
as bright as the area outside the clouds. From the state of the ground, =
it had obviously struck the ground numerous times. Clark just hoped it =
didn't hit the anti-matter bomb while he was setting it up.

He placed the bomb on the ground at the precise spot Lt. Torres had =
instructed him to and checked the thing over as best he could. =
Everything seemed all right.

He tapped his communicator. "Kent to Voyager. I'm all ready."

"This is Janeway. Good luck, Mr. Kent. Ms. Lane is about to be sent =
through." Clark could barely hear her through the static.

"Thank you, Captain, for all of your help."

"It was our pleasure."

"Good bye, Captain. I hope you find a way to get home, too. Kent out." =
He tapped the communicator and jumped into the rift.

**** ****

"Well, Ms. Lane, it's been a pleasure," the Doctor said.

Lois stepped onto the transporter pad and smiled nervously at him. =
"Thank you, Doctor. Good luck to you and your crew in getting home. I =
know how important that is."

"Thank you, Ms. Lane. Bon voyage." He turned to the transporter tech and =
nodded at him. "Energize."

The man activated the transport sequence. Lois began to fade out. =
Abruptly, something on the console beeped. "Sir, the transporter beam is =
losing cohesion. The turbulence from the subspace rift is affecting it!"

"Bring her back! Right away!" The Doctor ran around to the console. =
"Boost the annular confinement beam."

The man complied and a moment later, the form of Lois Lane re-appeared =
on the pad. She looked around the room. "What happened?"

"Bridge to the Doctor." Janeway's voice said. "The anti-matter bomb is =
about to explode. We're reading a female Kryptonian lifesign beside it. =
Get her out of there!"

"Yes, ma'am!" He re-focussed the transporter and activated it.

"Doctor, do you have her?" Janeway sounded as anxious as if it were one =
of her own crew. The ship rocked beneath them. "Doctor?"

"Almost." The stream was resolving. "Got her!"

He looked up at the transporter pad. A very dazed looking brunette was =
standing there looking around the room.

"Captain, the subspace tear?"

"It's gone, Doctor. Were you successful in sending Ms. Lane through?"

He paused. "I'm sorry, Captain. No, we weren't. We started to lose =
confinement and had to bring her back."

"Understood. Janeway out."

Lois stared at him for a moment. "What happened, Doctor?"

He sighed. "Your transporter beam started to lose cohesion. We had to =
bring you back or you would have died."

"What about the tear?"

He shook his head slowly. "It's gone. I'm sorry, Ms. Lane. You're stuck =
here."

**** **** ****

Clark came out the other side of the subspace tear still flying. He came =
to a sudden halt and looked around. Lois should be near there. They had =
to get out of the area. Captain Janeway had warned him that there would =
be a small explosion on their end of the tear, as well, and they had to =
get out of the way as quickly as possible.

The area was completely clear. The ground around the tear showed the =
same kind of disruption as had the other side. Lois was nowhere to be =
seen.

"Lois!" he yelled. "Where are you!"

Behind him, the tear pulsed red one last time, then flared pure white. =
Clark was knocked forward. He landed half a mile away and plowed up a =
furrow of dirt. He pulled himself out of it, feeling slightly dazed, and =
looked back at where the subspace tear had been. The telltale glow of =
the rift was gone as if it had never been.

"Looiiss!" he yelled, knowing he wouldn't get an answer.

**** **** ****

Lois stood at the window, staring out at the stars that were passing in =
blurs of light. She wasn't really seeing them, though.

The door behind her swished open. "Lois?"

She took a deep breath to make sure her voice was steady. "Yes, Maggie?"

"Captain Janeway says that they'll try to find a way to send us home." =
She hesitated.

"But she doesn't think she'll find a way, does she." Lois already knew =
the answer to that.

Maggie hesitated, then sighed. "No, she doesn't. But she's going to try. =
You can't give up. We will get home."

"You can't be sure of that, Maggie."

"No, I can't. It's just a feeling." She hesitated again. "Good night, =
Lois?"

"Night, Maggie."

Maggie hesitated, then turned and left the room. Lois pressed her face =
against the cold window and closed her eyes. "I'm sorry, Clark."

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<P>" . . . do my best, Martha." Maggie glanced up as she heard the sound =
of a=20
helicopter over the storm. "I&#8217;ve got to go. The chopper&#8217;s =
here with the bomb.=20
Okay. Thanks."</P>
<P>She closed the phone and went over to Dr. Klein. "Thanks, Dr. Klein. =
Here&#8217;s=20
your phone back."</P>
<P>"You&#8217;re welcome, Sara." He accepted the item, a worried look on =
his face.=20
"The helicopter is here."</P>
<P>"I know, I heard it," she said. She smiled wanly, then, impulsively, =
threw=20
her arms around him in a tight hug. "Don&#8217;t worry, Dr. Klein. =
I&#8217;ll be=20
careful."</P>
<P>He returned the hug gingerly. He, more than anyone else, Maggie knew, =
knew=20
the risk she was taking. She, too, could be stranded on an alien world =
with no=20
way to return. "We&#8217;d better get you into that insulation suit. =
Have you as=20
protected as possible from the disruptive influence of the rift."</P>
<P>"Right." Maggie followed him back to the van where he&#8217;d had a =
tech put the=20
insulation suit. He helped her put it on. As she finished putting on the =
last of=20
the suit, the munitions officer along with the officer in charge came up =
to them=20
with what looked like an ordinary metal suitcase. She knew, of course, =
that it=20
was actually a tactical nuclear warhead despite its innocuous =
appearance. She=20
glanced at Klein. "It&#8217;s time."</P>
<P>"Good luck, Sara," Klein said.</P>
<P>She flashed him a smile and accepted the suitcase. She glanced one =
last time=20
at Jimmy, who was standing nearby watching her, and turned toward the =
rift,=20
which was obviously larger than it had been just half an hour ago. She =
turned=20
her head towards the officer. "You&#8217;d better get your men out of =
here, sir. We=20
don&#8217;t know if this is going to affect the surrounding area or =
not."</P>
<P>The man nodded and started shouting orders at the last of the =
remaining=20
military personnel.</P>
<P>"You, too, Dr. Klein," she ordered him.</P>
<P>He nodded. Most of the STAR Labs personnel had left right after they =
sent for=20
the bomb Maggie was now carrying. There were a few media vans left but, =
as she=20
watched, they were ordered to leave the area by military personnel. =
"I&#8217;ll make=20
sure Jimmy comes with me, too."</P>
<P>"Good." She waited for a few minutes for everyone to at least start =
moving=20
out, then turned back to the rift.</P>
<P>The thing pulsed an ominous shade of red as she approached it. She =
reached=20
the edge of the crater far too quickly and paused, looking up at the =
thing. Then=20
she ran forward and jumped, clutching the case to her as she entered the =

rift.</P>
<P>&nbsp;</P>
<P>**** **** ****</P>
<P>&nbsp;</P>
<P>Clark dodged a phaser blast. The alien fighters were out in force. =
Clark=20
didn&#8217;t know how many there were, but they seemed to be =
congregating around his=20
position for some reason. Maybe they just couldn&#8217;t believe that an =
alien was=20
flying around in space without a space suit or any kind of propulsion =
unit. He=20
didn&#8217;t mind the curiosity, he just wished they&#8217;d stop taking =
potshots at him=20
while he was carrying the anti-matter bomb.</P>
<P>Lois, he knew, was undoubtedly in sickbay by now. They had planned on =

monitoring him via a com link they had equipped him with--that way, once =
he=20
entered the atmosphere, he could communicate any problems to them. He =
hoped he=20
wouldn&#8217;t have to use it.</P>
<P>He dodged another phaser beam, then a fighter. He got a glimpse of a=20
lizard-like creature with its crest raised to its fullest extent as he =
did so.=20
Then he reached the atmosphere. Atmospheric fighters were waiting. =
Evidently=20
they&#8217;d been monitoring the battle in space and were waiting for =
any shuttles=20
that might try to make it to the planet&#8217;s surface. Great, he =
thought. More=20
phaser blasts to dodge.</P>
<P>Well, there was one way he could avoid that. He dove straight down. =
He was=20
faster than they were and much more maneuverable. It only took him =
seconds to=20
get out of their range--temporarily, of course. Whatever else these =
aliens were,=20
they were incredibly tenacious.</P>
<P>"Voyager to Kent."</P>
<P>He pulled the now unnecessary oxygen mask off and tapped the com. =
"Kent. Go=20
ahead."</P>
<P>"Is everything all right? We lost sight of you in the firefight," =
Janeway=20
said, sounding concerned.</P>
<P>"I&#8217;m fine. The bomb made it through intact, too," he confirmed. =
"I&#8217;m coming=20
up on the rift now."</P>
<P>"Good luck, Mr. Kent."</P>
<P>"Thanks, Captain."</P>
<P>"Voyager out."</P>
<P>Two phaser blasts cracked past him, just barely missing him. He rose =
up above=20
the craft, then sent a beam of heat vision at the spots Lt. Torres had =
told him=20
were vulnerable in craft like these. It worked, and the two vessels went =

spiraling down towards the ground below trailing smoke.</P>
<P>"Two down, eight to go," Clark muttered. He didn&#8217;t really have =
time for this,=20
though. Fortunately, he had almost reached the cloudy area that covered =
the=20
subspace tear. He put on a burst of speed, then came to a soft landing =
under the=20
overcast area. The fighter craft that were following him veered off and =
began=20
circling the area.</P>
<P>The rift was at ground level. It was glowing bright yellow and was =
very=20
obvious. It was larger than he&#8217;d expected it to be--close to four =
feet in=20
height.</P>
<P>Lightning was flashing continuously and bright enough to light the =
area as=20
bright as the area outside the clouds. From the state of the ground, it =
had=20
obviously struck the ground numerous times. Clark just hoped it =
didn&#8217;t hit the=20
anti-matter bomb while he was setting it up.</P>
<P>He placed the bomb on the ground at the precise spot Lt. Torres had=20
instructed him to and checked the thing over as best he could. =
Everything seemed=20
all right.</P>
<P>He tapped his communicator. "Kent to Voyager. I&#8217;m all =
ready."</P>
<P>"This is Janeway. Good luck, Mr. Kent. Ms. Lane is about to be sent =
through."=20
Clark could barely hear her through the static.</P>
<P>"Thank you, Captain, for all of your help."</P>
<P>"It was our pleasure."</P>
<P>"Good bye, Captain. I hope you find a way to get home, too. Kent =
out." He=20
tapped the communicator and jumped into the rift.</P>
<P>&nbsp;</P>
<P>**** ****</P>
<P>&nbsp;</P>
<P>"Well, Ms. Lane, it&#8217;s been a pleasure," the Doctor said.</P>
<P>Lois stepped onto the transporter pad and smiled nervously at him. =
"Thank=20
you, Doctor. Good luck to you and your crew in getting home. I know how=20
important that is."</P>
<P>"Thank you, Ms. Lane. Bon voyage." He turned to the transporter tech =
and=20
nodded at him. "Energize."</P>
<P>The man activated the transport sequence. Lois began to fade out. =
Abruptly,=20
something on the console beeped. "Sir, the transporter beam is losing =
cohesion.=20
The turbulence from the subspace rift is affecting it!"</P>
<P>"Bring her back! Right away!" The Doctor ran around to the console. =
"Boost=20
the annular confinement beam."</P>
<P>The man complied and a moment later, the form of Lois Lane =
re-appeared on the=20
pad. She looked around the room. "What happened?"</P>
<P>"Bridge to the Doctor." Janeway&#8217;s voice said. "The anti-matter =
bomb is about=20
to explode. We&#8217;re reading a female Kryptonian lifesign beside it. =
Get her out of=20
there!"</P>
<P>"Yes, ma&#8217;am!" He re-focussed the transporter and activated =
it.</P>
<P>"Doctor, do you have her?" Janeway sounded as anxious as if it were =
one of=20
her own crew. The ship rocked beneath them. "Doctor?"</P>
<P>"Almost." The stream was resolving. "Got her!"</P>
<P>He looked up at the transporter pad. A very dazed looking brunette =
was=20
standing there looking around the room.</P>
<P>"Captain, the subspace tear?"</P>
<P>"It&#8217;s gone, Doctor. Were you successful in sending Ms. Lane =
through?"</P>
<P>He paused. "I&#8217;m sorry, Captain. No, we weren&#8217;t. We =
started to lose=20
confinement and had to bring her back."</P>
<P>"Understood. Janeway out."</P>
<P>Lois stared at him for a moment. "What happened, Doctor?"</P>
<P>He sighed. "Your transporter beam started to lose cohesion. We had to =
bring=20
you back or you would have died."</P>
<P>"What about the tear?"</P>
<P>He shook his head slowly. "It&#8217;s gone. I&#8217;m sorry, Ms. =
Lane. You&#8217;re stuck=20
here."</P>
<P>&nbsp;</P>
<P>**** **** ****</P>
<P>&nbsp;</P>
<P>Clark came out the other side of the subspace tear still flying. He =
came to a=20
sudden halt and looked around. Lois should be near there. They had to =
get out of=20
the area. Captain Janeway had warned him that there would be a small =
explosion=20
on their end of the tear, as well, and they had to get out of the way as =
quickly=20
as possible.</P>
<P>The area was completely clear. The ground around the tear showed the =
same=20
kind of disruption as had the other side. Lois was nowhere to be =
seen.</P>
<P>"Lois!" he yelled. "Where are you!"</P>
<P>Behind him, the tear pulsed red one last time, then flared pure =
white. Clark=20
was knocked forward. He landed half a mile away and plowed up a furrow =
of dirt.=20
He pulled himself out of it, feeling slightly dazed, and looked back at =
where=20
the subspace tear had been. The telltale glow of the rift was gone as if =
it had=20
never been.</P>
<P>"Looiiss!" he yelled, knowing he wouldn&#8217;t get an answer.</P>
<P>&nbsp;</P>
<P>**** **** ****</P>
<P>&nbsp;</P>
<P>Lois stood at the window, staring out at the stars that were passing =
in blurs=20
of light. She wasn&#8217;t really seeing them, though.</P>
<P>The door behind her swished open. "Lois?"</P>
<P>She took a deep breath to make sure her voice was steady. "Yes, =
Maggie?"</P>
<P>"Captain Janeway says that they&#8217;ll try to find a way to send us =
home." She=20
hesitated.</P>
<P>"But she doesn&#8217;t think she&#8217;ll find a way, does she." Lois =
already knew the=20
answer to that.</P>
<P>Maggie hesitated, then sighed. "No, she doesn&#8217;t. But =
she&#8217;s going to try. You=20
can&#8217;t give up. We will get home."</P>
<P>"You can&#8217;t be sure of that, Maggie."</P>
<P>"No, I can&#8217;t. It&#8217;s just a feeling." She hesitated again. =
"Good night,=20
Lois?"</P>
<P>"Night, Maggie."</P>
<P>Maggie hesitated, then turned and left the room. Lois pressed her =
face=20
against the cold window and closed her eyes. "I&#8217;m sorry, =
Clark."</P>
<P>&nbsp;</P>
<P>&nbsp;</P>
<P>&nbsp;</P>
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Below is a fanfic that I read on the AllDC@egroups.com mailing list that
talks about all the DC Comics characters (most of which I know nothing
about, but I'm still jumping into an All-DC hero fanfic round robin being
composed. I plan to do something wild and wonderful with the 1950s Lois and
Jimmy...). Anyhow, "Silver Age" refers the period before Clark became the
real guy and Superman was his disguise (though these days, who knows?)
i.e., "Silver Age" is before a lot of the changes took place in the, um,
early 90s, I think. "Silver Age" is what I read in the 1950s and 1960s :)
...although the story below isn't quite how I remember things... ;) but
you'll see :)

Anyhow, I asked that list's owner if I could post the story to *this* list
and he said=20

        "Feel free to post it.  Go ahead and mention this list=20
        too if you like."

        Scott Hughey

AllDC is an active list and covers everyone from the Atom to... hmm,
X-superheros :)

Debby
Debby@swcp.com
who presents...

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Date: Mon, 22 May 2000 13:58:58 EDT
Subject: [AllDC] Silver Age Lois and Clark
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This is a "play" from another list I'm on.  Hilarious!

Scott
Batduck

Journey back with us to what is perhaps the most fondly-
remembered time in the history of Comics. A more innocent, kinder
time. Welcome to.

A FORGOTTEN TALE OF THE SILVER AGE!!!

FLASH!

Superman is in a broom closet changing back into his Clark Kent
clothes, as Lois Lane bursts in, wearing a lime green outfit with
matching pillbox hat. She's holding a camera and the glare of the
flash momentarily obscures her satisfied grin.

LOIS: Aha! This is irrefutable PROOF, Superman! I knew that when
you heard about that orphanage fire, that you'd HAVE to go and
rescue the children, and so I waited outside this closet until you
returned, and now I have PROOF POSITIVE that you're Daily
Planet reporter CLARK KENT!

CLARK: Lois! I.

LOIS: Don't bother to deny it, Superman! I, Lois Lane, girl reporter
for the Daily Planet, now have the world's greatest
secret-SUPERMAN'S SECRET IDENTITY!

CLARK: ** chuckle ** Sorry, Lois! I'm afraid you've made a bit of a
MISTAKE! See this piece of PAPER I'm taking out of my trouser
pocket?

LOIS: Why.it's an INVITATION! To a COSTUME PARTY!

CLARK KENT: That's right, Lois! I was simply trying on the
COSTUME I plan to wear!

LOIS: SUPERMAN! Of course! THAT'S why you're wearing that
SUPERMAN OUTFIT under your suit! Oh, I've been such a little
FOOL!

CLARK: ** chuckle ** It's an honest mistake, Lois! How COULD
you know that I'd decided to wear my costume under my work
clothes so they didn't get WRINKLED and I just changed in HERE
because the LIGHT is better?

LOIS: DARN! Well, it's my own fault. How could I POSSIBLY have
mistaken YOU for SUPERMAN, Clark? I mean, you're a nice guy,
but you're NO SUPERMAN!

CLARK: Yes, I am. I've been LYING to you, Lois. I AM Superman!

LOIS: What.? But.But you just said that.a costume
party.you said.

CLARK: ** chortle ** I'm KIDDING, Lois! Of COURSE I'm not
Superman! I'm simply mild-mannered CLARK KENT! This suit is for
a COSTUME PARTY!

LOIS: .oh. Yes. Of course.Excuse me, Clark. I'm going to go sit
down.

Lois leaves the broom closet, and Clark whistles a merry tune as
he casually finishes changing into his Clark Kent clothes.he
winks at the audience.

CLARK: Heh.maybe THIS will teach Lois not to be so nosey!
Good thing I've been carrying around that phoney "invitation" for an
event just such as THIS one!

  Thirty days later.

Lois is on a small gunboat, tied to a huge anchor on the main deck
as shifty-looking sailors prepare to throw her overboard. She is
wearing a lavender dress with yet another matching pillbox hat.

PIRATE #1: Arrr! First we threw that milquetoast KENT overboard,
and now it's YOUR turn, you snoopy REPORTER for the DAILY
PLANET!

LOIS: Oh, no! Poor CLARK! ** choke! **

PIRATE #2: Maybe you should be a'worryin' about YOURSELF,
Missy!

Suddenly, a blue streak appears from the sky.

LOIS: SUPERMAN!

SUPERMAN: I'll UNTIE you in a MOMENT, Lois! But first, I'll take
care of THESE fellows!

One of the pirates fires a harpoon rifle at Superman, who quickly
takes the harpoon's attached line and wraps it around the entire
gang.

LOIS: Aha! This PROVES that you're Clark Kent, Superman!
There's no one around for MILES! The only people on this boat who
AREN'T PIRATES were Clark and me, and now CLARK'S gone
and YOU'RE here!

SUPERMAN: ** chortle ** I'm afraid not, Lois! For you see, I CAN'T
be Clark Kent, because.

A dripping-wet Clark Kent climbs the boarding ladder out of the
water and onto the main deck, an errant strand of seaweed on his
shoulder.

CLARK KENT: I'm Clark Kent!

LOIS: .What? But.I thought that. I mean.

SUPERMAN: ** snicker! ** I saw Clark fall into the water, Lois, and
I remembered that he was a strong swimmer, back from when we
were the same age inSmallville! So, I left him to swim, while I came
to rescue YOU, Lois!

LOIS: Oh. Okay. My mistake. I thought for sure that.never mind.
Sorry. I'm sorry. Could you please untie me now?

SUPERMAN: Oh, Lois! Surely you can't mean you want me to
take time out right now to untie YOU when KENT here could be
suffering from PNEUMONIA!

CLARK KENT: ahhhh-CHOOO!!!

SUPERMAN: That's IT, Kent! It's STRAIGHT to the doctor for YOU,
and no arguments! Lois, keep an eye on these PIRATES, would
you? The COAST GUARD will be here within the hour to untie you
and tow this ship back to Metropolis Harbor! Let's go, Kent!

LOIS: You're right, Superman. I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Clark. I.I'm
just sorry.

CLARK: No harm done, Lois. Just try not to be so
IRRESPONSIBLE next time! Aaahhhh-CHOO!

SUPERMAN: Hey, Lois! I was kidding! I AM Clark Kent! This is
AQUAMAN in a rubber CLARK KENT mask!

LOIS: What? What? Aquaman?

SUPERMAN: I'm KIDDING, again, Lois! You're so GULLIBLE, you
know that?

LOIS: .Heh. I guess you really FOOLED me that time,
Superman.heh.uh.Yes, you fooled me. I'm so stupid. Stupid
stupid girl!

Superman takes off towards shore, carrying "Clark", who pulls off
his rubber mask to reveal a head of curly blond locks.

SUPERMAN: Thanks, AQUAMAN! That's one I OWE you! Maybe
THIS will cure Lois of her constant SNOOPING!

AQUAMAN: My PLEASURE, SUPERMAN! It's a good thing you
had this CLARK KENT mask made for EMERGENCIES such as
this!

SUPERMAN: HA! When you started SNEEZING, I almost LOST it!

AQUAMAN: Ha! Ha! The look on Lois' FACE when I came over the
RAIL! That was PRICELESS!

SUPERMAN: Heh!

AQUAMAN: HA HA HA!

SUPERMAN: HA HA HA!

  Many years and hundreds of close calls later.

SUPERMAN: Boy, isn't it great that we're finally MARRIED, Lois?
Aren't you GLAD you quit that pesky JOB of yours?

LOIS: Oh, yes. Yes, I'm GLAD I quit that awful, wonderful,
glamorous, horrible job I loved so much. I.I.I'm GLAD, like you
always tell me! And thanks for throwing away that ugly, beautiful
Pulitzer. It really did clash with the draperies on these false
windows.and I hated all that wonderful TRAVEL and
EXCITEMENT. I'm.I'm just so LUCKY. The.the LUCKIEST girl in
the WORLD! ** sob! **

SUPERMAN: .Lois, did you take your MEDICINE today? You
sound almost.SAD!

LOIS: Oh, YES, darling! Of COURSE I did! It's just that.well.

SUPERMAN: (bemused.) Yes.?

LOIS: Oh, Darling, do we HAVE to live here at the North Pole? I
miss my friends.I miss PEOPLE! I miss Clark, and Jimmy, and
Lucy, and Perry so MUCH!

SUPERMAN: Now, Lois, we've DISCUSSED this.If you were to
RESUME your previous life, my enemies could STRIKE at me,
through YOU. It's TOO DANGEROUS!

LOIS: But surely, with a disguise.?

SUPERMAN: Danger!

LOIS: You could go WITH me.

SUPERMAN: DANGER!

LOIS: A Justice League escort? Just for a day?

SUPERMAN: DANGER DANGER DANGER!!!

LOIS: Time travel? A robot suit?

SUPERMAN: GO WASH KRYPTO!

Krypto growls menacingly.Lois looks at the snarling super-pup
with great trepidation.

SUPERMAN: Lois.there's something I haven't TOLD you. There
was an INVASION by the KLUXORIANS. Metropolis is GONE and
all your friends are DEAD.

LOIS: .what? All my.My sister Lucy? GONE? ** choke! **

SUPERMAN: ** giggle! ** Not REALLY, Lois! I was only TEASING!
I was able to OUTWIT the Kluxorions and SAVE Metropolis! Now
go wash the dog, you lucky girl!

LOIS: .Oh.Oh thank God. I thought.yes. Yes. Must go wash
the dog. Yes. Clean clean clean.

SUPERMAN: .And take another PILL while you're at it!

LOIS: Yes, a pill would be.nice. Take the dog and wash the pill.

Lois staggers away, dazed, to go run Krypto's solar bath water, as
Superman bends down to scratch Krypto behind the ear.

SUPERMAN: ** winking ** Well, maybe THIS will teach her a
lesson about wanting to have human contact! Good boy, good
doggie! Who's my good doggie?

  A few weeks later.

LOIS: Oh! You're HOME, Dear! That's nice. I'm baking you that
Kandorian cake recipe you like so much. It should be ready shortly!

SUPERMAN: ** snicker ** Eh, pardon me, Lois.But isn't there
something UNUSUAL about your DRESS today, Dear?

LOIS: (Looking down at her pink dress.) But.I thought you
LIKED this dress.?

SUPERMAN: ** chortle ** I DO, Lois! That is, when it's not INSIDE-
OUT and UPSIDE-DOWN! **snicker! **

LOIS: Inside.? Oh! Heh! Silly me! And LOOK! I've got mismatched
SHOES on, and I've got my PURSE on my HEAD! Heh! It's this
MEDICATION you've got me on.I can't THINK straight! Ha! I look
a perfect FOOL!

SUPERMAN: ** snicker! ** You've GOT to ADMIT, Lois.That's
pretty FUNNY!

LOIS: (Posing.reaching down and waving her hand through the
neckline between her legs. ) Ha ha! Look, Darling! I have an
ESCAPE HATCH! Ha Ha! Ha!

SUPERMAN: HAHA! Oh, LOIS! You're PRICELESS! HAHA!

LOIS: (Begins using the hand sticking out of her upside-down
dress to make shadows on the wall.) SEE? It's a BUNNY
RABBIT! Ha ha!! (Closes her fist up tight.) Now it's LEX LUTHOR!
Ha ha!

SUPERMAN: HA HA!!! Do BATMAN! Ha ha!!

LOIS: Heh! Silly silly me!! Oh, and Darling, I washed your
COSTUME today, in that DETERGENT you made from the
WINDSHIELD WIPER FLUID of the rocket that BROUGHT you
here from KRYPTON. And it was the STRANGEST thing! I found a
whole HANDFUL of SCALES in your UNDERWEAR.
Like.MERMAID scales?

SUPERMAN: Uh.

LOIS: I can't IMAGINE how MERMAID scales got in your
UNDERWEAR.it's the FUNNIEST thing, isn't it? Ha ha!

SUPERMAN: You know, Lois.I think one of my ENEMIES may
be CONTROLLING YOUR MIND, right NOW! Yes, that's it!
BRANIAC is MAKING you see Mermaid scales.Why, I haven't
even SEEN Lori in.hold on a moment.

ZIP!

SUPERMAN: (Suddenly holding a huge green alien-looking fish.)
SEE, Lois? I was bringing you FISH for dinner all the way from the
water planet WAVEDOR! I know you like FISH, so THAT's how you
found those SCALES! Now, don't you feel a little SILLY?

LOIS: Now...you didn't just fly there at superspeed while I
BLINKED, did you? What a crazy NOTION!

SUPERMAN: ** cough cough ** Of COURSE I didn't!

LOIS: Who are you winking at, Dear?

SUPERMAN: Winki.? Oh! Those are the AFTER-EFFECTS of a
battle with Mxyzptlk earlier TODAY!

LOIS: Oh, Superman.Darling, I've been a FOOL again, haven't I?
And after you brought me this beautiful FISH! Well, of course I'll
cook it right away! I'll just get my APRON on.would you be a dear
and take the Kandorian CAKE out of the SPACE OVEN?

SUPERMAN: With PLEASURE, Mrs. El!

Superman hits the temperature switch on the Space Oven, a faint
blip! is heard and he is suddenly bathed in a dim purple light.

SUPERMAN: WHAT? What's HAPPENING?

LOIS: Oh, dear.Did I accidentally program the SUPERMAN
ROBOTS to DISGUISE the PHANTOM ZONE PROJECTOR to look
like a Space Oven? Oh, silly ME!

Superman, still in shock, becomes translucent as his physical
form becomes intangible.

SUPERMAN: LOIS! What are you DOING? You KNOW there's no
escape from the PHANTOM ZONE!

LOIS: OH, dear! That IS a problem! Well, at least you'll have that
stupid DOG of yours to keep you COMPANY. He went in this
MORNING, along with all those cute little PILLS I was SUPPOSED
to take!

SUPERMAN: Now, Lois.Just let me out and we'll FORGET this
ever HAPPENED. Don't make me ANGRY, Lois! LOIS! LET ME
OUT!!!

LOIS: I don't THINK so, Dear. The robots can take care of EARTH
while you're.AWAY. See, you FORGOT.you may be Superman,
but I'm LOIS LANE. LOIS LANE. Remember that byline, won't
you? And say hi to General ZOD for me, Darling! Kiss kiss!

Lois reaches up to flick the Phantom Zone Projector off.

SUPERMAN: LOIS! NO!! PLEASE!!

LOIS: If you PROMISE to be nice, I'll let you out.

SUPERMAN: YES! Yes! I PROMISE! Anything! ANYTHING!!!

LOIS: **chuckle ** Just KIDDING! Wink OFF, you Kryptonian JERK!

blip!

Lois casually walks back into her room, whistling, and changes
into her warmest arctic Parka...

Superman & Lois Lane are T & =A9 DC Comics. All Rights
Reserved.

You'll All Be Sorry! is a satire published by Comic Book
Resources, and is not intended maliciously. CBR has invented all
names and situations in its stories, except in cases when public
figures are being satirized. Any other use of real names is
accidental and coincidental, or used as a fictional depiction or
personality parody (permitted under Hustler Magazine v. Fallwell,
485 US 46, 108 S.Ct 876, 99 L.Ed.2d 41 (1988)). CBR makes no
representation as to the truth or accuracy of the following
information.

Gail
Staff Writer, CBR
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Subject:      Re: Missing Darkest Hour parts....

On Mon, 22 May 2000 21:52:51 EDT, Lorie Y. Crisp <SuperLorie@AOL.COM> wrote:

>After all the fuss about the Darkest Hour, I went to the archives to begin
>reading the past parts...but where are parts 26 and 27? The archives only
>included the Intro to part 25, then had part 28.
>
>Thanks!
>SuperLorie

You can find Parts 26 & 27 in March 2000 week #3.

Barb
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From: Debby <Debby@SWCP.COM>

> ...although the story below isn't quite how I remember things... ;) but
> you'll see :)

LOL! How right you are Debby.  This is a hoot!

Kath
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Chapter 10 - The Joker Wins Every time

    "Lois, how's the dessert darling? I know you like the chocolate mousse."
Dan looked at her as she devoured the fattening dessert.
    "Mmmmm. Thisdelicsir. Tahkndfor the sdert."
    "Lois, you didn't have to answer me immediately." They looked at each
other and laughed. Lois had met Dan a couple of years before and he thought
she walked on stars. He loved her dearly and never really understood why
after dating so long, she still seemed standoffish.
    "Lois, shall we be going? We have a lot to do."
    "What?" She asked as Dan took her hand and led her out the restaurant
door. He walked her across the street to the park. They often went for walks
at night along the edge of the park, trying to relax. But tonight felt
different to Lois. They sat down in front of a founder of Metropolis, not
romantic but would do.
    "Lois, I want to ask you something." Dan took her hands in his.
    "What?" Dan got on one knee and saw that Lois' face froze.
    "Lois Lane, will you marry me?" Lois could see a thousand images flash
in
front of her - old boyfriends, all the things that Dan had done for her, and
one vivid memory of another young man doing this several years before. 'You
weren't ready then Lois...you knew that...say yes now.' Lois thought to
herself.
    "Yes Dan...I will marry you." As she said yes, without missing a beat,
Dan pulled out a velvet box with a perfect solitaire and placed it on her
finger. They kissed for several minutes, almost not coming up for air.
    "How about Valentines?"
    "For the wedding - I like that, but that's not far off."
    "Lois, I waited this long for you; I can wait another 6 months. Besides
planning will consume that time fast. Would you listen to that - hope that's
not a message from above telling us it's a mistake." Dan took Lois' hand and
they ran to the car as it began to rain.
    'I hope you right Dan. I can't make any more mistakes in my life.' she
thought as a picture of a man walking away, stuffing a box in his pocket
flashed in her mind.
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Chapter 11 - The Surprise

    "Clark, something happened while you were in Metropolis this week."
Clark's mother handed him a packet a of papers that he opened. He sat and
stared at the words on the top of the page. **IRRECONCILABLE DIFFERENCES**
He
kept reading...**CUSTODY** He couldn't read anymore; he was scared of what
was coming next.
    "Clark we were thrilled when we first found out that 'you' could have
children. You father and I are so sorry that this isn't going to work out.
Are you two not even going to try again?"
    "Mom, I can't put on this charade with her anymore. I already have to
play two roles..I can't possibly play another that loves someone that
doesn't
love me back. It was a huge mistake and I just need to go on."
    "How are you going to explain all of this to..."
    "Why do I need to? She's not super that we know of. besides, Lana never
knew and I won't be seeing them again I could guess." At that, Martha opened
the papers and started reading them herself.
    **CUSTODY: It is the decision of the court that custody be awarded to
the
child's father for the reason of stability. It is the court's thinking that
the child should not be left with a parent that has a movable job. If this
cannot be fulfilled by the father, the mother has signed permission to the
father's parents to be sole care givers until time that the father is able
to
take over.**
    Clark sat motionless at the table.
    "Lana brought these by herself; she said she knew you wouldn't be here
and hoped you wouldn't be upset." Martha and Jonathon held their son's
hands.
"Clark, she's in your room."
    He got and followed his mother into his old bedroom. He was still in
shock that his now ex-wife just left him with this monumental task. He had
hoped he could see her but never imagined that she would just leave her with
him without a fight. They walked into the bedroom and Clark stood looking at
his bed. A tiny little girl was bundled tightly among several blankets. The
girl's blond curls partially covered her face but Clark could see her sweet
smile on her face. His parents looked at him as he walked into the room and
tucked her in tighter. She stirred.
    "Go back to sleep..." He rubbed her hair back out of her face.
    "Daddy..." She sat up, rubbing her eyes. Clark tucked her back in.
    "Go back to sleep Brittany. We'll talk tomorrow. I love you." He kissed
her forehead and walked out of the room with his parents. His parents
excused
themselves to bed. Clark grabbed a spare blanket and wrapped up on the
couch.
One of the longest days in his life had just ended...seeing Lois again,
divorce final at 29, Brittany was his, and Superman had to fit in somewhere.
    "Perry, this is Clark. I know this is a horrible way to start out but I
need to finish up some loose ends here at home before I can return to work.
Lois can handle this assignment on her won." Clark heard footsteps in the
hallway and saw Brittany standing there. Perry was talking to someone. Clark
signaled Brittany to come sot with him.
    "Yes, I'm here. Clark if you really need to finish up things, try to
make
it back by Monday. I hadn't turned in your beginning date, so you're safe.
See you Monday." Obviously, Perry was in a hurry by hanging up without
saying
goodbye.
    "Now for you little princess. We need to talk." Brittany shouldn't have
been put through this. "Mom has gone a long trip and I don't know when she's
getting back. Do you understand me?" She shook her head but still looked at
him confused. "Now, you need to go get ready - we need to go into town for a
little while." Brittany ran into his room and slammed the door.
    "What was that?" Martha walked out of the kitchen and saw Clark sitting
on the couch.
    "I'm taking her with me into town to turn in the papers. She liked going
into town."
    "Have you told her?"
    "Somewhat - I think she's still a little young to understand." Clark got
up and headed to the bedroom to help her. He walked in and saw her shirt on
backwards and shoes on the wrong feet. For three years old, she was trying
to
grow up so fast. He laughed as he tried to untangle the little girl twisted
up in her clothes.
    "Clark?!"
    "Go brush you teeth and I'll be back in a bit." Clark went into the
living room where his father was reading the newspaper.
    "Son, you need to see this..." He held the front page of the newspaper
to
show the first picture of himself, as Superman. Luckily, it wasn't Lois
writing the story. The only thing actually published as a picture of him in
costume flying away with a headline **WHAT IS IT** "Clark, what are you
going
to do?"
    "Guess we're finally going to find out if that cover we thought of will
actually work."
    "Do you think it will?"
    "The big problem is not if it will work with Lois. She's seen me without
glasses."
    "But now your hair is darker and the glasses are much more different
than
contacts. It's a risk though. Still, maybe we should keep Brit here with
us."
    "No, I have a place for her to stay. It was intended for when she
visited
but it will work for her permanent room also." Just then he could feel a
pint
sized weight hugging his leg, laughing.
    "Let's go daddy..." Clark picked her up to kiss the grandparents and
took
off for a bit. He borrowed the car and headed into town. 'It's final - a new
start.'
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That is just way too funny! It may be an exaggeration, but only slightly. I
always got annoyed at Silver Age Superman comics ( no offense to anyone out
there that likes 'em ;)

SuperLorie :-)
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ACK! It might as well have been a Tank ending...<sigh>...oh well, at least
there's more coming, eventually. :)

SuperLorie
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I actually wrote a Tank ending.  Would you like to read it?  Keep in mind, I
posted this on the msg board a day before I posted the real ending as:
Threads of Confusion Grand Finale.   :)

Tara
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From: Lorie Y. Crisp <SuperLorie@AOL.COM>
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Sent: Friday, May 26, 2000 11:35 PM
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> ACK! It might as well have been a Tank ending...<sigh>...oh well, at least
> there's more coming, eventually. :)
>
>
> SuperLorie
>
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Subject:      NEW: John and Lois and Clark and Joan (14/?)

(John & Lois & Clark & Joan, Part 14)

Lois forced open the door to her apartment and slammed it shut behind her.
She was mad.  Furious.  Never had a day had so many highs and lows.  "How
could you have done it?" she muttered to herself, she threw her keys, purse,
and coat onto the sofa.  "You call yourself an award-winning reporter, ha!"

For now, there would be no story on her exclusive interview with Lex Luthor.
 Lois had agreed on having dinner with him, assuming that she could conduct
the interview at the same time.  She had then realized that Luthor had no
intention of answering her questions.  He instead had been asking questions
about *her* -- he had been treating it like a date instead of an interview!

A little voice in her head had told her that maybe Lois could play along,
perhaps hoping that he would open up later.  She had considered answering
his questions, being coy, and maybe even flirting -- she had done this
before for previous stories -- but her common sense had told her that might
have been a dangerous idea.  Besides, once Lois had mentioned to Luthor that
she was seeing someone, the atmosphere had changed.  Both seemed to have
been in a hurry to finish the meal.  Playing along wouldn't have worked
anyway.

The change in mood had confirmed Lois' suspicions, that Lex Luthor was
interested in her.  After she had told him about John, Luthor had remarked,
"Mr. Bialzek is a lucky fellow to have a woman as beautiful as you."  She
was uncomfortable with the attention.  Lois already had two men who had
feelings for her and didn't want a third.

'If John hadn't been delayed in Atlanta, then I would have been more mad!'
she thought as she kicked off her heels.  (Oh, her aching feet!)  The
so-called interview would have been a complete waste of time.  But as it had
turned out, when she had come home from work this afternoon, there was a
message from John saying that because of a problem with the plane he was
stuck in Atlanta.  He wouldn't be able to come home until later this
evening.

Reaching the bedroom, Lois began changing into some of her nightclothes.
The episode with Luthor had left a bad taste in her mouth.  Lex Luthor was
one of the most powerful men in Metropolis, a businessman and a
philanthropist.   But was he really a model citizen, a 'Man of the Year'?
Thursday night, while she had been bemoaning on the fact that she had
betrayed John, she had also briefly considered the announcement Luthor (Lois
was also uncomfortable about addressing him as 'Lex') had made at his
charity ball.

Again, Lois felt that it was too convienent that Luthor was planning to
build Space Station Luthor when Prometheus seemed to be in danger to be
cancelled.  If the Congress of Nations had approved of Luthor's proposal, he
would have stood to make a huge profit out of it.  But she had seen him this
evening, after the Congress of Nation's announcement that they would
continue to support the Prometheus program, and he didn't seem too upset
about it.  Perhaps he had been hiding his emotions?

Yes, it sounded crazy, but Lois reminded herself that that was how she got
to be where she was today.  She was sure of it that Luthor was involved in
the Messenger explosion.  But she needed proof.  She needed physical
evidence.  Lois could hear Perry's voice in her head:  "Hard facts!" he
would shout.  "Hard facts, that's the name of this game!  Now go out there
and get me some!"

A smile appeared on Lois' face.  An exclusive interview with Lex Luthor
might or might not happen, but an expose of Lex Luthor as a saboteur would
be a million times better!  Oh, what a story that would make!  Suddenly
Lois, who a few minutes ago felt defeated and was considering going to bed
early, was full of energy.  Noticing what she had changed into, she rummaged
through her closet once again.  Minutes later, she flew into her living room
wearing jeans and a dark T-shirt.

Lois decided that a stroll would be nice... maybe around some hangers at
EPRAD.  The 'polite' thing to do would be to call Dr. Baines' office and get
permission to set up an independent examination.  That's what Clark would
do, Lois guessed.  'He could be too nice and naive at times!' she thought.
But Lois knew that Dr. Baines wouldn't go for it, even if Clark used his
charms once again.  Besides, there was no time to play by the rules.  The
colonists' transport was scheduled for this Tuesday, less than three days
away.

She smiled again as she locked her apartment door and was prepared to go
out.  Yes, she could see the headlines now: 'Messenger Sabotaged, Luthor
Involved, by Lois Lane.'  Well, okay, 'by Lois Lane and Clark Kent.'  Just
as long as her name appeared first; after all, she was the senior reporter
on this team.

* * * * * * * *

For the past two hours Clark had been wandering through the streets in a
daze.  What had happened when he was at Joan's place?  He had arrived at
Joan's, dreading the moment when he had to hurt her with his confession,
when he had to break up with her.  But Joan had already known, and it had
seemed that she had doubts as well about the relationship.  The whole scene
felt surreal.

Clark slowly exhaled the breath that he had held for a while.  Despite know
that he had done the right thing, he was still sad.  He would miss Joan.
Even though he knew that there could be no future for them, he would still
miss her.  She was the first person after his parents who knew about his
powers, and Clark had been quite relieved to find that Joan continued to
treat him the same way.  Before Joan, he had always feared that he would
never find someone to love because he felt that they would be scared of him.

Seeing Joan's reaction had given Clark hope.  Perhaps he could find another
woman who would treat him the same way, with or without powers.    Maybe
Lois...  Clark shook his head.  No.  That was not possible.  'I may be
available again, but she isn't.'  Finally paying attention of his
surroundings, he noticed that he was yet again walking the same way back to
the hotel, the way he had done in his dream.  He let a groan escape his
lips.

Why was it that he was obsessing about a dream, a dream that seemed so real,
but could never be?  Why was he still remembering that dream at all?  Clark
kept telling himself that it was merely a fantasy, something concocted by
his subconscious because of his feelings towards Lois.  Besides, while it
was dark outside and he had been wondering the streets, it wasn't raining.
'And,' Clark thought, 'I didn't do this.'  Looking immediately around him to
make sure no one was around, he ran at super-speed the rest of the way to
his hotel.  Because he had been going so quickly, he had failed to notice a
young and attractive brunette a block away getting into a jeep.

* * * * * * * *

Lois went into EPRAD the same way she had went in yesterday, when the
wreckage of the Messenger had been brought into one of the hangers.  She
wiped her brow with her arm and surveyed the area.  For a moment uncertainty
had settled in -- could she remember how to get to the hanger in the dark?
For another moment, she had wished that Clark was with her.

Oh, well, it was his loss if he wasn't here to witness the story of the
century.  When Lois had left her place she had driven first to Clark's
hotel.  She really didn't want to take Clark, but her conscience won out --
after all, Clark had been helping her a lot the past few days.  To Lois'
surprise, he wasn't there, and the guy at the front desk had been no help --
she remembered the guy mumbling, "First Blondie, now you."  She hadn't given
herself time to think about that remark (Who was 'Blondie'?  Joan, maybe?),
as she left afterwards without giving the guy at the front desk a message.

Lois walked carefully, trying to retrace her steps.  EPRAD was a
conglomerate of buildings, runways, and hangers, and so it was easy to get
lost.  When she thought she had reached the hanger the Messenger was in, she
found a side door with a glass pane.  She looked inside.

What a mess!  The pieces of what survived the explosion were being put
together, like a dinosaur's skeleton.  There were people working inside
('why were they working at this hour?' Lois asked herself), going through
the other remains of the Messenger, and trying to figure out where they
belonged.  Guards were stationed all over the place, and if Lois wasn't
careful, she could get caught by a guard making his or her rounds outside.
She glanced around, making sure that she wasn't being seen.

Peering through the glass again, she noticed that most of the personnel were
working on the biggest piece that survived intact, a part of a shell.  Then
Lois frowned.  From her angle, she was looking at the left side of the
shell.  Yesterday morning she had watched the Messenger being loaded onto a
truck, and she could remember that the whole left side of the shell was
bashed in.  The shell inside this hanger wasn't.  Therefore they must be
working on a phony shell.  Yes!  Someone obviously didn't want the real
Messenger shell examined, and that smelt sabotage to Lois.  She felt excited
at the discovery.

Suddenly the PA system was switched on.  "Dr. Langley, please contact the
main gate.  Dr. Langley, the main gate."  Lois jumped, not expecting the
intrusion of noise.  She took a couple of breaths to calm herself down.
This was what she had lived for, being on the edge.  She stepped away from
the hanger and retreated to one of the outer fences.  From where she stood,
she could see almost all of the hangers.  Most of these hangers had lights
emanating from the small windows.  There were two of them, Lois noticed,
that appeared deserted.  Time to investigate those two.

The first of the two darkened hangers revealed nothing, but in the second
one, jackpot!  The burned shell of the real Messenger was inside.  She took
her miniature camera that she had brought with her and began taking
pictures.  There was no time to examine the wreckage herself -- she had been
on the EPRAD grounds for about twenty minutes now.  The pictures could be
analyzed later.

As Lois continued snapping away, she planned her next move.  Once she
finished here, she would break into Dr. Baines' office.  That wasn't a
problem, since she had brought her lock-picking kit as well.  Her face
hardened as she remembered her and Clark's meeting with the scientist.  Now
more then ever, Lois was convinced that she had lied about the report.  From
the first time they had met, she didn't trust the woman.  And while Clark
had done the right thing and used his charms on Dr. Baines, Lois still
didn't like the way the other woman had looked at Clark.  It was very...
unprofessional.

Lois was so engrossed in her work that she didn't notice a shadowy figure
following her.  Without warning, she felt two hands grab her from behind.
Acting on instinct, she whirled around, backed out of the attacker's grasp,
and planted a jumping kick on his face.  The man staggered backwards for a
moment, but did not fall.  Lois resumed an attacking posture, ready to
strike, when the attacker pulled out a switchblade.  Before he got a chance
to lunge, she landed a kick into his stomach.  Surprised, he groaned, and
dropped the knife.  Another kick to the head knocked the guy out cold.

Lois could feel her heart racing.  While she was able to take the guy down,
she noticed that her form was off, due to the fact that she had missed so
many Tae Kwon Do classes.  She really had to go back to class.  But for now,
she had to leave.  Someone must have known that she was here.  Grabbing her
camera and her lock-picking kit, she dashed to the entrance of the hanger.
Once she reached the door, she stopped short, as she saw that the door was
open and that there was a gun pointing straight at her.

* * * * * * * *

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Felix E. Sung
fsung@justice.loyola.edu
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Ack!  no!  Not a cliffhanger!  It's a disease, I tell you, a disease!  lol!

you know, I should never have read that earlier part where you first
mentioned the blond woman when it was late at night and I was tired.  I
would have figured out who she was then.  Oh, well.  :)

Love the story!  Don't leave us hanging for long, ok?  Please? (pathetic
whimper)

Tara

----- Original Message -----
From: Felix E. Sung <fsung@JUSTICE.LOYOLA.EDU>
To: <LOISCLA-GENERAL-L@LISTSERV.INDIANA.EDU>
Sent: Saturday, May 27, 2000 6:42 AM
Subject: NEW: John and Lois and Clark and Joan (14/?)

> (John & Lois & Clark & Joan, Part 14)
>
> Lois forced open the door to her apartment and slammed it shut behind her.
> She was mad.  Furious.  Never had a day had so many highs and lows.  "How
> could you have done it?" she muttered to herself, she threw her keys,
purse,
> and coat onto the sofa.  "You call yourself an award-winning reporter,
ha!"
>
> For now, there would be no story on her exclusive interview with Lex
Luthor.
>  Lois had agreed on having dinner with him, assuming that she could
conduct
> the interview at the same time.  She had then realized that Luthor had no
> intention of answering her questions.  He instead had been asking
questions
> about *her* -- he had been treating it like a date instead of an
interview!
>
> A little voice in her head had told her that maybe Lois could play along,
> perhaps hoping that he would open up later.  She had considered answering
> his questions, being coy, and maybe even flirting -- she had done this
> before for previous stories -- but her common sense had told her that
might
> have been a dangerous idea.  Besides, once Lois had mentioned to Luthor
that
> she was seeing someone, the atmosphere had changed.  Both seemed to have
> been in a hurry to finish the meal.  Playing along wouldn't have worked
> anyway.
>
> The change in mood had confirmed Lois' suspicions, that Lex Luthor was
> interested in her.  After she had told him about John, Luthor had
remarked,
> "Mr. Bialzek is a lucky fellow to have a woman as beautiful as you."  She
> was uncomfortable with the attention.  Lois already had two men who had
> feelings for her and didn't want a third.
>
> 'If John hadn't been delayed in Atlanta, then I would have been more mad!'
> she thought as she kicked off her heels.  (Oh, her aching feet!)  The
> so-called interview would have been a complete waste of time.  But as it
had
> turned out, when she had come home from work this afternoon, there was a
> message from John saying that because of a problem with the plane he was
> stuck in Atlanta.  He wouldn't be able to come home until later this
> evening.
>
> Reaching the bedroom, Lois began changing into some of her nightclothes.
> The episode with Luthor had left a bad taste in her mouth.  Lex Luthor was
> one of the most powerful men in Metropolis, a businessman and a
> philanthropist.   But was he really a model citizen, a 'Man of the Year'?
> Thursday night, while she had been bemoaning on the fact that she had
> betrayed John, she had also briefly considered the announcement Luthor
(Lois
> was also uncomfortable about addressing him as 'Lex') had made at his
> charity ball.
>
> Again, Lois felt that it was too convienent that Luthor was planning to
> build Space Station Luthor when Prometheus seemed to be in danger to be
> cancelled.  If the Congress of Nations had approved of Luthor's proposal,
he
> would have stood to make a huge profit out of it.  But she had seen him
this
> evening, after the Congress of Nation's announcement that they would
> continue to support the Prometheus program, and he didn't seem too upset
> about it.  Perhaps he had been hiding his emotions?
>
> Yes, it sounded crazy, but Lois reminded herself that that was how she got
> to be where she was today.  She was sure of it that Luthor was involved in
> the Messenger explosion.  But she needed proof.  She needed physical
> evidence.  Lois could hear Perry's voice in her head:  "Hard facts!" he
> would shout.  "Hard facts, that's the name of this game!  Now go out there
> and get me some!"
>
> A smile appeared on Lois' face.  An exclusive interview with Lex Luthor
> might or might not happen, but an expose of Lex Luthor as a saboteur would
> be a million times better!  Oh, what a story that would make!  Suddenly
> Lois, who a few minutes ago felt defeated and was considering going to bed
> early, was full of energy.  Noticing what she had changed into, she
rummaged
> through her closet once again.  Minutes later, she flew into her living
room
> wearing jeans and a dark T-shirt.
>
> Lois decided that a stroll would be nice... maybe around some hangers at
> EPRAD.  The 'polite' thing to do would be to call Dr. Baines' office and
get
> permission to set up an independent examination.  That's what Clark would
> do, Lois guessed.  'He could be too nice and naive at times!' she thought.
> But Lois knew that Dr. Baines wouldn't go for it, even if Clark used his
> charms once again.  Besides, there was no time to play by the rules.  The
> colonists' transport was scheduled for this Tuesday, less than three days
> away.
>
> She smiled again as she locked her apartment door and was prepared to go
> out.  Yes, she could see the headlines now: 'Messenger Sabotaged, Luthor
> Involved, by Lois Lane.'  Well, okay, 'by Lois Lane and Clark Kent.'  Just
> as long as her name appeared first; after all, she was the senior reporter
> on this team.
>
> * * * * * * * *
>
> For the past two hours Clark had been wandering through the streets in a
> daze.  What had happened when he was at Joan's place?  He had arrived at
> Joan's, dreading the moment when he had to hurt her with his confession,
> when he had to break up with her.  But Joan had already known, and it had
> seemed that she had doubts as well about the relationship.  The whole
scene
> felt surreal.
>
> Clark slowly exhaled the breath that he had held for a while.  Despite
know
> that he had done the right thing, he was still sad.  He would miss Joan.
> Even though he knew that there could be no future for them, he would still
> miss her.  She was the first person after his parents who knew about his
> powers, and Clark had been quite relieved to find that Joan continued to
> treat him the same way.  Before Joan, he had always feared that he would
> never find someone to love because he felt that they would be scared of
him.
>
> Seeing Joan's reaction had given Clark hope.  Perhaps he could find
another
> woman who would treat him the same way, with or without powers.    Maybe
> Lois...  Clark shook his head.  No.  That was not possible.  'I may be
> available again, but she isn't.'  Finally paying attention of his
> surroundings, he noticed that he was yet again walking the same way back
to
> the hotel, the way he had done in his dream.  He let a groan escape his
> lips.
>
> Why was it that he was obsessing about a dream, a dream that seemed so
real,
> but could never be?  Why was he still remembering that dream at all?
Clark
> kept telling himself that it was merely a fantasy, something concocted by
> his subconscious because of his feelings towards Lois.  Besides, while it
> was dark outside and he had been wondering the streets, it wasn't raining.
> 'And,' Clark thought, 'I didn't do this.'  Looking immediately around him
to
> make sure no one was around, he ran at super-speed the rest of the way to
> his hotel.  Because he had been going so quickly, he had failed to notice
a
> young and attractive brunette a block away getting into a jeep.
>
> * * * * * * * *
>
> Lois went into EPRAD the same way she had went in yesterday, when the
> wreckage of the Messenger had been brought into one of the hangers.  She
> wiped her brow with her arm and surveyed the area.  For a moment
uncertainty
> had settled in -- could she remember how to get to the hanger in the dark?
> For another moment, she had wished that Clark was with her.
>
> Oh, well, it was his loss if he wasn't here to witness the story of the
> century.  When Lois had left her place she had driven first to Clark's
> hotel.  She really didn't want to take Clark, but her conscience won
out --
> after all, Clark had been helping her a lot the past few days.  To Lois'
> surprise, he wasn't there, and the guy at the front desk had been no
help --
> she remembered the guy mumbling, "First Blondie, now you."  She hadn't
given
> herself time to think about that remark (Who was 'Blondie'?  Joan,
maybe?),
> as she left afterwards without giving the guy at the front desk a message.
>
> Lois walked carefully, trying to retrace her steps.  EPRAD was a
> conglomerate of buildings, runways, and hangers, and so it was easy to get
> lost.  When she thought she had reached the hanger the Messenger was in,
she
> found a side door with a glass pane.  She looked inside.
>
> What a mess!  The pieces of what survived the explosion were being put
> together, like a dinosaur's skeleton.  There were people working inside
> ('why were they working at this hour?' Lois asked herself), going through
> the other remains of the Messenger, and trying to figure out where they
> belonged.  Guards were stationed all over the place, and if Lois wasn't
> careful, she could get caught by a guard making his or her rounds outside.
> She glanced around, making sure that she wasn't being seen.
>
> Peering through the glass again, she noticed that most of the personnel
were
> working on the biggest piece that survived intact, a part of a shell.
Then
> Lois frowned.  From her angle, she was looking at the left side of the
> shell.  Yesterday morning she had watched the Messenger being loaded onto
a
> truck, and she could remember that the whole left side of the shell was
> bashed in.  The shell inside this hanger wasn't.  Therefore they must be
> working on a phony shell.  Yes!  Someone obviously didn't want the real
> Messenger shell examined, and that smelt sabotage to Lois.  She felt
excited
> at the discovery.
>
> Suddenly the PA system was switched on.  "Dr. Langley, please contact the
> main gate.  Dr. Langley, the main gate."  Lois jumped, not expecting the
> intrusion of noise.  She took a couple of breaths to calm herself down.
> This was what she had lived for, being on the edge.  She stepped away from
> the hanger and retreated to one of the outer fences.  From where she
stood,
> she could see almost all of the hangers.  Most of these hangers had lights
> emanating from the small windows.  There were two of them, Lois noticed,
> that appeared deserted.  Time to investigate those two.
>
> The first of the two darkened hangers revealed nothing, but in the second
> one, jackpot!  The burned shell of the real Messenger was inside.  She
took
> her miniature camera that she had brought with her and began taking
> pictures.  There was no time to examine the wreckage herself -- she had
been
> on the EPRAD grounds for about twenty minutes now.  The pictures could be
> analyzed later.
>
> As Lois continued snapping away, she planned her next move.  Once she
> finished here, she would break into Dr. Baines' office.  That wasn't a
> problem, since she had brought her lock-picking kit as well.  Her face
> hardened as she remembered her and Clark's meeting with the scientist.
Now
> more then ever, Lois was convinced that she had lied about the report.
From
> the first time they had met, she didn't trust the woman.  And while Clark
> had done the right thing and used his charms on Dr. Baines, Lois still
> didn't like the way the other woman had looked at Clark.  It was very...
> unprofessional.
>
> Lois was so engrossed in her work that she didn't notice a shadowy figure
> following her.  Without warning, she felt two hands grab her from behind.
> Acting on instinct, she whirled around, backed out of the attacker's
grasp,
> and planted a jumping kick on his face.  The man staggered backwards for a
> moment, but did not fall.  Lois resumed an attacking posture, ready to
> strike, when the attacker pulled out a switchblade.  Before he got a
chance
> to lunge, she landed a kick into his stomach.  Surprised, he groaned, and
> dropped the knife.  Another kick to the head knocked the guy out cold.
>
> Lois could feel her heart racing.  While she was able to take the guy
down,
> she noticed that her form was off, due to the fact that she had missed so
> many Tae Kwon Do classes.  She really had to go back to class.  But for
now,
> she had to leave.  Someone must have known that she was here.  Grabbing
her
> camera and her lock-picking kit, she dashed to the entrance of the hanger.
> Once she reached the door, she stopped short, as she saw that the door was
> open and that there was a gun pointing straight at her.
>
> * * * * * * * *
>
> --
> Felix E. Sung
> fsung@justice.loyola.edu
>