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Chapter 20 by Zeebop Zeebop

What Effect Does It Have On Lois Lane?

End: Lois Lane Needs Supergirl

"Super...girl..." Lois Lane mumbled inside the multidimensional scanner at S.T.A.R. Labs.

The doctor's face was grim as she turned to the Maid of Might.

"We had to sedate her just to get her inside. We've already found a nanite load, so it's a good thing we didn't try to do an MRI...the magnets would rip her brain to shreds. Like scrambling an egg inside its shell."

"Can you help her?" Supergirl asked.

The mousy-looking woman in the labcoat pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose. "We can filter out the nanites from her blood...but what's been done to her, the mental reprogramming...it's psychological as much as neurological. Even if we used **** to cause retrograde amnesia, her brain has been rewired. She needs...you."

"Needs me?" Supergirl said, taken aback.

The doctor nodded. "Like a fixation, or an obsession. With therapy, maybe we can lessen it...but you've probably seen those people who become obsessed with celebrities. Get tattoos of them. Build little shrines. Have cosmetic surgery to resemble them. The longer she goes without seeing you, the more...single-minded she becomes."

The Last Daughter of Krypton frowned. "Does it have to be a sexual relationship?"

"We don't think so," the doctor said. "The multidimensional scan has decoded some of the imagery she was bombarded with from neural echoes in her brain..."

Supergirl waited patiently for the technical nonsense to end.

"...but we think the impulses can be separated. That is, she'll probably feel a strong sexual attraction, but she doesn't need sex. She just needs you."

The heroine rubbed her shoulders. Trying to process how she felt about that.

"So what can I do?" Supergirl said.

"Well," the doctor's glasses slipped down her nose again and she pushed them back. "How do you feel about having a roommate?"


Kara Kent and Lois Lane stepped into their apartment. The young blonde was in her civilian gear, with a suitcase. Clark Kent was following behind with the rest of her things in boxes. Lois was smiling, and hadn't tried to grab Kara's hand or butt once since she had gotten out of the hospital. Supergirl took that as a sign that the medication was working.

"So...where am I putting this?" Clark said.

"Oh...by the table. I need to clear out some closet space for my new roomie," Lois said.

The reporter busied herself about the apartment, making space for Kara's things. Clothes, shoes, toothbrushes and toiletries. Lois packed up books from her shelf to make room for Kara's college textbooks; Clark helped hang a picture of the Kent farm with Ma and Pa and Krypto. He was carefully looking the other way when Lois shoved her panties to one side to make room for her roommate's underwear, and was breaking down the boxes as she hid her dildo.

"Well...are you both set?" He said.

"Yep! We have an appointment to put my name on the lease tomorrow," Kara said. She gave her cousin a chaste hug. "Thanks for helping out, Kal."

"My pleasure," he said, giving her a little hug back. He waved to Lois. "See you at the office, Lois?"

"In a couple of days," the reporter replied. "I need...a little bit of time to process."

"Of course. Well, call me if you need anything."

The door closed. Lois stared at all the piled boxes and suitcases.

"Thank you for doing this," she said. Then, blushing slightly. "Sorry that there's only one bed. We can get doubles..."

"Lois," Kara said, and she floated toward her roommate, about an inch above the ground. "I know Kal was raised in Kansas, but I'm from Krypton. It's okay. I'm here for you if you need it."

"You don't think he'll get...jealous?" Lois said, shaking with need as Kara began pulling the reporter's shirt off.

"Well, if he does," Kara raised an eyebrow. "Maybe we could invite him too? It is a big bed, after all...and it's not like I'm a virgin, anymore."

Their lips met...and if Superman heard his cousin and his love lock lips, or the eager fingers slide down to finger each other's clefts, perhaps he smiled a little. It was enough for him that Lois Lane had survived her night out, and that she and Supergirl would be happy together.

For now.

The End

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