Note on the fridge.

Meanwhile across the country…

Lifting the water tower over his head and using it as a bucket of water to put out a fire blazing over a fifty-story building, Superman watched on intently as the flames went out and used his x-ray vision to keep an eye on firefighters as they pulled people inside out to safety. Once the fires were out and Superman flew over to another roof top to carefully let go of the water tower, Clark looked back and waved over to the firemen who alerted him that everyone was out, safe and sound.

Waving back at the fire chief with a smile, Superman flew off, heading back to Metropolis and back to his home with Lois. Mid flight he did feel a little guilty leaving Lois alone in bed so early in the morning, but he could not ignore the sirens forever. He figured he would make up for it with some breakfast.

Managing to get back to the apartment balcony of his shared home within seconds and without anyone noticing, Clark heads into the bedroom to find Lois already gone.

“Lois? Are you home?”

Looking around the apartment, he finally stopped when he spotted a note on the refrigerator, one in Lois’s handwriting. Plucking the taped note off the metal surface, Clark looked it over and read what she left behind for him.

“Dear SMALLVILLE, heading out for today, will be home tonight.” Looking at the back of the note and back to the front, Clark shrugs and gently sets it on the kitchen counter before making himself some toast. “Wonder what she’s doing so early in the morning.”

*

Booking a ticket for a greyhound bus for outside Metropolis limits, Lois got on the vehicle and sat over the window seat on the bus overlooking the station just as the vehicle lurched and began to head out. Looking out onto the streets as they passed by, she found herself tapping her foot on the floor, anxiously. She did not want Clark to know what she was doing, she knew without a doubt that he would stop her, especially with what happened last time when she was caught.

But THIS time will not be the same as last time, that Lois was sure of. Testing to see if her newfound abilities were still there, Lois pressed her thumb against the metal panel of the wall beside her seat, creating an indentation just as easily as moulding soft clay. She was strong now, REALLY strong. Strong enough to keep Clark safe and protect him from Luthor. All she had to do was get rid of all the kryptonite she could find, and Clark would be truly safe. Looking out the window of her seat, she watched on as over an hour later of travelling, the bus was already outside the city skirts and making its way out into the freeway. If she were right, she would be at the second weapons facility another hour later. Leaning back in her seat and hugging herself more tightly, the woman became even more anxious.

She could not put her finger on it, but… She felt hungry.

The next hour passed painfully slow to her, so much so she found herself tapping her foot non-stop the entire bus ride and gripping the stirrups to her seat until the arm rests cracked under her grip. When she felt the bus slow down and enter the next station the next town over outside of Metropolis, Lois finally let go of her arm rests and got up from her chair with relief. Stepping out of the bus and stretching her arms over her head, Lois made her way down the small town that sat just outside the massive Lexcorp facility that loomed over in the distance. The snow crunching underfoot as she made her way through the street. Despite the harsh cold winds and deep snowbanks, the woman did not feel cold, something that she found garnered some attention as a few people bundled up for the winter passed her by with some confusion as to how she could walk around in a skirt and light jacket and not shiver from the freezing cold.

“Okay… I should have brought a coat, too late for that now…” Seeing a couple pass her by and eye her in her choice in clothes like she was insane, Lois folded her arms together and huffed. “Now I stick out like a sore thumb, better find a place to get inside before people start wondering how I’m not frozen.”

Taking some time to get to know the layout of the small town, Lois noticed a lot of the store fronts and restaurants were populated with the staff from the facility, seeing guards or technicians still in their uniforms perusing through shops or drinking at the nearby bar. More than likely the town’s sole revenue ran on the facility itself, something that gave Lois an idea when she made her way over to one bar and took a seat and ordered a drink.

Watching the crowds of people eat and drink around her, the woman kept her eyes sharp on who she was looking for when she spotted a female technician pay for her drinks and made her way to the washroom to freshen up.

“Perfect.”

Turning from her seat and weaving her way through a few patrons to the women’s washroom, Lois closed the door behind her and locked it. Looking back inside the restroom, she found the other woman just finishing up washing her hands when she turned her attention back to Lois with confusion.

“Uhm… Can I help you?”

“No, I think I have what I need RIGHT here.” Answered Lois as she approached the confused technician and brought up her hand to playfully flick the woman off the forehead. The increased strength she possessed was enough that the woman reeled back against the wall and slide down to the floor spreadeagled and ****. Recoiling her hand in worry, Lois looked down at her manicured fingers and back at the **** woman. “Geez, guess don’t know my own strength.”

Crouching over the technician and sighing with relief to find she was still breathing; Lois began to check over her clothes and strip her down for her uniform and ID badge. Once she was wearing the woman’s clothes and pinned the ID badge onto the pocket of her blouse, Lois hoisted the woman with the same ease as lifting a duffle bag and gently placed her in a toilet stall and closed the stall door behind her. Turning and straightening her dress pants and blouse, Lois gave herself a look over to make sure she looked the part. Tilting her head back and forth and tying her hair back in a bun behind her, Lois eyed her more athletic and curvaceous figure and frowned at how the clothes fit snug over her figure.

“Hmm… Maybe I should have waited for that huskier lady to step in here.”

Her disguise fit, if just barely. The pants she wore was skin-tight over her long, toned legs and she had to keep the button undone just for it to fit over her hips. She also had to leave the top few buttons to her blouse undone for her chest to fit and she was **** to have the tie trace down her cleavage. Posing back and forth, she looked like an escort posing as a sexy scientist, but for now the look would do. Putting on the woman’s coat and unlocking the washroom, Lois kept her head down as she made her way out of the bar and pulled the coat close to pretend acting cold as she marched her way up to the front gates of the R&D facility for Lexcorp.

Once she was at the front gates, Lois managed to look up at the imposing wall and guard booth before waving her ID tag to the man and swiped it over the scanner. The pleasant ping and green light indicating she was permitted through and she stepped across the threshold past the door and entered the building. Once inside, she winced at the noise of machinery all around her, moving and loading supplies and cannisters in a loading bay she found herself in. Keeping her head down, she occasionally darted her eyes up to the directions on the wall to the kryptonite storage area. Making her way down the hall and making sure her face was not recognised by covering it with her hand or pretending to check on a progress chart on the wall, slowly making her way deeper into the building. Lois would have been lying to herself if she were not salivating at the prospect of tasting more of the mineral. She could almost smell the green glowing substance just out of reach of her fingers.

When she finally found the door that led to its storage, Lois darted her eyes to either end of the hallway to make sure she was not spotted and stepped inside.