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smokeandsong. She asked for Sam/Lois fic in which Sam is dragged to something by Lois, regardless of whether or not he likes it, and it took … a bit of a twist in my head but, still. I hope you like it. gensdaughter is used with permission and love.]
Sam was starting to settle into his new life in Smallville rather well.
He still didn’t remember any more than he had the first day he woke up there, and Lois, in her own special way, tried to help him, but whatever this was, it wasn’t going to break anytime soon. The doctors weren’t sure what it was, other than a pretty severe case of retrograde amnesia, and since it wasn’t causing any major health problems for him, they were willing to let it be for now. He was just the man who couldn’t remember. Given that he wasn’t around people who were claiming he knew him? He can’t really say he minded. He was sure that if there were people, telling him that he should be remembering things that he wasn’t he would be pretty frustrating, but in Smallville, no one seemed to know him, or claim to know him. He wasn’t expected to remember. He could just be Sam.
That didn’t mean that Lois wasn’t trying to find out who he really belonged to. She was determined, almost like a pitbull in that respect. “No one has no one, Sam,” she’d say to him every time he teased her for it. “There’s someone looking for you somewhere. We just have to find them. And then you can go home, and I can get back to life as I know it.”
(At first she was serious. Now when she said it, there wasn’t as much heart in it. He pretended that he didn’t notice, but when it came to Lois, there was little that he didn’t.)
Regardless of Lois’s opinions on the subject, Sam wasn’t looking forward to leaving anytime soon. Despite being near nothing familiar, he was learning new things about himself every day. He was good with computers, good with research. He actually liked research, which lead to Lois getting him a job as a fact checker at the Daily Planet. It wasn’t the most interesting work in the world, but it was something for him to do during the day, other than watching daytime soaps.
(He didn’t know why he was so drawn in to All my Children. There was something about it that made him feel nostalgic and sad, all at the same time. Even when he was working, he slipped it onto Lois’s TiVo anyway—he wanted to keep feeling that feeling, to try and figure out what it meant.)
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smokeandsong. She asked for Sam/Lois fic in which Sam is dragged to something by Lois, regardless of whether or not he likes it, and it took … a bit of a twist in my head but, still. I hope you like it. gensdaughter is used with permission and love.]Sam was starting to settle into his new life in Smallville rather well.
He still didn’t remember any more than he had the first day he woke up there, and Lois, in her own special way, tried to help him, but whatever this was, it wasn’t going to break anytime soon. The doctors weren’t sure what it was, other than a pretty severe case of retrograde amnesia, and since it wasn’t causing any major health problems for him, they were willing to let it be for now. He was just the man who couldn’t remember. Given that he wasn’t around people who were claiming he knew him? He can’t really say he minded. He was sure that if there were people, telling him that he should be remembering things that he wasn’t he would be pretty frustrating, but in Smallville, no one seemed to know him, or claim to know him. He wasn’t expected to remember. He could just be Sam.
That didn’t mean that Lois wasn’t trying to find out who he really belonged to. She was determined, almost like a pitbull in that respect. “No one has no one, Sam,” she’d say to him every time he teased her for it. “There’s someone looking for you somewhere. We just have to find them. And then you can go home, and I can get back to life as I know it.”
(At first she was serious. Now when she said it, there wasn’t as much heart in it. He pretended that he didn’t notice, but when it came to Lois, there was little that he didn’t.)
Regardless of Lois’s opinions on the subject, Sam wasn’t looking forward to leaving anytime soon. Despite being near nothing familiar, he was learning new things about himself every day. He was good with computers, good with research. He actually liked research, which lead to Lois getting him a job as a fact checker at the Daily Planet. It wasn’t the most interesting work in the world, but it was something for him to do during the day, other than watching daytime soaps.
(He didn’t know why he was so drawn in to All my Children. There was something about it that made him feel nostalgic and sad, all at the same time. Even when he was working, he slipped it onto Lois’s TiVo anyway—he wanted to keep feeling that feeling, to try and figure out what it meant.)
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1708 words
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