A/N: Just saw Superman Returns and I absolutely loved it! Wasn't Brandan Routh like the hottest thing known to man…. Oh and what, is everyone in Metropolis taking stupid pills…ALL HE DOES IS TAKE OFF HIS GLASSES! Sorry, had to vent, anyway in spite of all of that I still loved the movie. But I think I should create my own character to embody everything I believe should take place… good plan huh? Anyway hope you like her.

Disclaimer: Now don't you think if I owned Superman I would be hanging out somewhere that had something to do with the movie gawking at Brandon Routh? Of course I would but I don't so here I am instead…

Teaser:

"I won't let you hurt him!"

"Oh yeah watch me!" Mad laughing…a man screaming.

"NO! STOP!"

"Oh yeah or what, you gonna glare me to death…Ahahahahahah! Sorry no dice!"

"NO MORE!" She screamed.

BOOM

Chapter One:

Cassandra rifled around under her desk. She was having trouble locating the shipment order for forty pounds of cat food and if she didn't find it soon the cats would have to do with dog food for the weekend, and none of them would be happy about that.

The bell on the front door jingled happily not representing Cassandra's mood very well. It had been a long day after a trying call from her mother this morning and she wasn't in the mood for some mother wanting the perfect dog for their son that wouldn't ruin the furniture or need any training… or walking for that matter. Cassandra would always suggest that maybe a guinea pig would be a better pet but the mother always knew better and in a week the dog was back at the shelter.

"Welcome to the Pet Emporium, your local Metropolis animal shelter. What can I help you with today?" She recited the memorized welcome not bothering to stand up and look at the person.

The voice that responded was deep but kind, "Hi I am looking for a dog…that is well… super."

Cassandra sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose and stood up with her eyes tightly shut trying not to bit the person's head off.

"I am sorry sir, but we do not have ANY animals that share super power in affiliation with Superman." The amount of people demanding a pet that would be able to protect them like Superman was unbelievable.

Cassandra Kenton had just moved to Metropolis and was about the only person in the city who hadn't seen Superman in the flesh and blood in front of her, sure she had seen him on news papers, magazines, the TV, everywhere but believing a two dimensional person was as amazing as every one claimed was hard to swallow.

"Oh…uh I didn't mean…I meant super as in the adjective." Cassandra looked at the person slightly surprised. He stared back at her with a slight smile.

He took her breath away. He just about the biggest eyes known to man and boy were they blue. He was tall around 6'3" – 6'4". He had jet-black hair and was built like a brick wall. He had on glasses and was wearing a brown three-piece suit that must have been very warm on the August day. He had an overcoat over one arm and a brief case in the other hand. He continued to look at Cassandra when she realised that she hadn't said anything in quite a while.

After swallowing a few times she looked back at him. "Oh," Was all that came out of her mouth. 'OH! OH! Is that all you have to say?' Her brain kept yelling at her but that didn't seem to make her mouth want to work any more then it already did.

"Um, yes." He was starting to look rather uncomfortable under Cassandra's unwavering gaze.

"Oh right…a dog." She shook her head, "We have those," He gave her a slightly nervous smile and she seemed to remember herself again.

"Good,"

She nodded hypnotized by his smile. "Right, uh why don't you come into the back with me and I can show you the dogs we have in right now."

He nodded and went to follow her. "Oh you can leave your brief case and coat under my desk."

"Thank you," He went to put them down and Cassandra shot a gaze at her self in the mirror across the room from them and she was horrified to find that she was wearing the standard issue light blue smock that was embroidered with 'Pet Emporium'. She was still wearing her torta shell reading glasses, her hair was in a bun that was falling apart and looking rather limp and she had a pen stuck in it.

"Uh are you okay? You look a little pale."

Cassandra's head swivelled back to the man.

"Oh sorry I am fine. Come with me." She led him in to the back of the store where the dog kennels were.

"Wow, you sure do have a lot of dogs."

"Yeah, a lot of people move to the city and there isn't a lot of room in their new apartment, and the dog seems to go before grandpa." He smiled more at her horrible attempt at humour. She silently screamed at her stupidity.

"Yes I suppose they do."

"Um, What kind of dog are you looking for Mr…?"

He looked at her, "Oh Clark, Clark Kent." He offered her a hand she took it smiling.

"Cassandra Kenton same initials, if your last name is a K."

"Yeah it is…small world."

"Yeah," He turned back to the dogs. Cassandra was fairly certain he must think she was the craziest person in the history of man but that was unavoidable it seemed now. "What's this one's name?"

She looked at the dog he was pointing at. It was a chocolate lab that was around one year old. Most people over looked him for the newer puppies, Cassandra would have adopted him but with two cats and a three-room apartment it wasn't the most logical choice.

"Oh that's Comet, he is one year old, neutered all ready, great temperament, likes children, hates cats, fully house trained…for the most part," He looked at her. She shrugged, "No bodies perfect."

He smiled at her and she was shocked her legs didn't give way right there and then.

"He's perfect," He said standing up. Cassandra smiled.

"Great, come with me and we will do the paper work." They went back through to the front of the store. "Comet has been looking for a good home for ages," Kent nodded, "Here, just fill out this, the actual adoption will be around thirty dollars." He looked up at her.

"Thirty? What ever happened to go to the pound and adopt a pet for free?"

She shrugged, "Everyone has to make a buck," Her tone reflected her feelings towards the matter. Big Al, the man who owned the chain was only interested in profits not the animals, Cassandra's main interest was in the animal. "Or so it would seem, it is a pity because a lot more animals would find homes if it didn't cost anything."

"I can imagine." He said still scribbling in his sheet. "There you go."

"Great, you have a twenty-four hour waiting period. We groom the animal before we release them and give a full check up, and it also gives the adopter some time to pet proof their home."

He nodded, "Great well I will be seeing you tomorrow then," He smiled at her again, taking back his coat and brief case.

"Guess so," With that he left the store. Cassandra couldn't help but smile at the thought of seeing him tomorrow and then her happy little bubble was brutally burst when she realised that tomorrow was her first day off. She wouldn't see him tomorrow, or ever again maybe.

It was like the whole foundation of the store shook under her feet. She ran around her desk and out onto the street. It was fairly quiet at four thirty in the afternoon. She looked both ways and saw him standing a few feet away from the store with his back to her in the middle of a step or so it seemed.

She went to run over to him but her turned around suddenly and Cassandra slammed in to his chest face first. 'What a chest!' was all that ran through her mind. He looked down at her.

"Oh sorry," He stuttered. He seemed rather shy for someone as obviously good-looking as he was. Like he was out of his element or something.

"Uh I was just wondering… I mean hoping…no wondering if you would maybe like to get a coffee tomorrow, I mean I don't work tomorrow so I won't be in and you won't see me and… Yeah." He stared at her for a few minutes as if trying to absorb what she had said rather quickly. Cassandra could feel her self-getting rather red at his hesitation. "I mean… if you don't want to that is okay, I am sure you are probably busy anyway… yeah so I am going to slink back into the store with my tail firmly between my leg and hope the earth opens up and eats me now." She turned to go.

"I would love to." Was the hurried response. Cassandra turned around to look at him again. It looked like he was holding in a breath.

"Really?"

"Yeah," She smiled and he smiled back.

"Great," She rifled through the pockets of her smock and found a pad and pen. She scribbled her name and number on it and the name of her favourite café. She tore of the piece and handed it to him. "Call me if anything changes, I will meet you tomorrow at around three?"

"Sounds great." He answered staring at the piece of paper.

"Yes, well until then." She said slowly walking backwards realising that she was supposed to be working. He looked at her.

"Yeah till then."

"Great!" She didn't seem able to stop talking. That was when she walked into the fire hydrant. It hit the back of her legs making her stumble and fall backwards. She steadied her self as he moved to help her, "I am fine…fine,"

"You sure?"

"Oh yeah," She smiled and retreated into the safety of the store before she embarrassed her self any more then she already had.