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Six months ago, Eirene became engaged to an alien.

Fix months ago, she returned to her own world for almost two months, to make arrangements with Time himself so that she could pass through the Bar into Clark's world without things falling apart in her homeland without her presence.

Three months ago, the goddess returned to Clark's world with an agreement to go home twice a month to keep abreast of things and never leave her realm without a symbol of peace, barring any childbearing in which it would not be safe to travel.

Two month ago, she met with Senator Kent (and her future mother in law) and agreed to take cooking lessons when Martha had time.

An hour ago, Eirene completed her first solo dinner preparations, an early Halloween meal for herself and Clark. Except he's not returned from the office yet. Being late is generally an assumed thing with her fiance, and she's used to it. Really, it would just be nice if he called.

So she doesn't start panicking.

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She's open enough to sense some of that, and it makes her want to weep. And the want becomes reality, prompting her to tighten her arms around him, and then get his shirt soaked again.

"It's okay," he says soothingly, throwing restraint to the wind and allowing himself to stroke her hair. "Just let it out."

She can't seem to stop. Unlike the subdued crying from a little while ago, these are raw and ugly, and shake her entire form with each breath until she's all but slumped against him, hands fisting around his shirt.

"Love you so much-- didn't know -- couldn't figure it-- it ---" Her babbling probably makes no sense this time around.

"I know, and it's okay. You know me as myself I would never do that to you, right? If I ever act like that again, there's something wrong."

Eirene manages a nod, but doesn't speak until she's a little more in control of herself. "You weren't like that the other times," mumbled against his chest. She pulls back after a few minutes. "I need to put away dinner and then I just want you to hold me, if that's ok."

"Sure. If that's what you want." He's still reluctant, but if she wants it, she'll get it.

"I need to know that I'm not .. that you still ... I don't know. I'm sorry. I don't want to force you to do something you don't want."

"I still love you." Right now, he thinks that's all that matters.

It is. "I love you too."

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