Title: Kids never lie
Pairing: Lois/Clark/Superman
Spoilers: Superman Returns...this belongs to my own AU which means Lois is not engaged to Richard anymore.
Disclaimer: Brandon Routh is totally mine :) yeah I wish!

A/N: This is my first Superman Returns fic.I'm obsessed with Brandon Routh and his Clark Kent, he's so adorable!!.Anyways,this came out of the blue, after watching the movie for the 5th time in a week (told you I was obsessed) .I know it's not THAT good but please bear with me! oh and Jason is just soooooo cute! just like his daddy! I'm talking about Clark not Richard.

Enjoy and review!

Fran

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They say kids never lie and mine is not the exception. He's been telling me the same old story since he first saw Clark at The Planet. It seemed odd to me that he was so eager to see him every day. I just thought they got along pretty well, that's all. Clark was more than pleased to spend some time with Jason. He usually takes him out for lunch when I got caught up with work. He said Jason was so smart and that he loved to hear him asking questions. I never knew Clark could be such a perfect babysitter. I've never seen a man so happy to spend some time with a kid that's not even his.

"Okay sweetie, time to go home."

"Do we have to, Mommy?" he complains. I can't help but smile at how sweet he looks.

"Yes, honey. It's late and you have school tomorrow."

He turns around and looks at Clark, who was watching us with a goofy smile on his face. What he does next surprises me most. He runs toward Clark and wrap his arms around his neck, holding him tight. I knew they got along pretty well, but I didn't know he was so attached to him. It scared me at some point due to our on-again-off-again relationship.

"I don't wanna go home, Mr. Clark," he sobs on his shoulder, which caused Clark to hold him tighter.

"You'll come here tomorrow and we can keep playing, buddy." He spoke softly into his ear but loud enough for me to hear.

"You promise you won't go flying?" I frown. Flying? What does that mean? I know kids have a big imagination, but I'm sure Clark can't fly.

"I promise," Clark said, looking at me and shaking his head slightly.

"Come on honey, time to go home." I hate to be the one to interrupt this sweet moment. He let Clark go slowly and grabbed my hand as I pull him toward the elevator. "Goodnight, Clark. See you tomorrow."

"Goodnight, Lois." He waves a hand at me and Jason. "Goodnight, Jason."

"Goodnight, Mr. Superman."

I stop in my tracks and look at Jason. Mr. Superman? Since when did he think Clark was Superman? I turn around and Clark is once again smiling like a dork. I guess he's happy someone calls him Superman rather than "dorky Kent". I prefer not to think about what my son just said. I still he think he has a big imagination and this has nothing to do with reality.

Once we are in the car, I bite my lip trying not to ask Jason about Clark and what made him think he was The Man of Steel. He sounded convinced; he really was when he said it and Clark made no attempt to deny it, which made me even more curious.

"Honey, why do you think Clark is Superman?"

He shrugs. "He looks like him."

"Looks like him?"

He nods.

"Yes. He's strong and tall and he has the same eyes."

Well, yes. Clark's eyes were blue, he's super tall (at least taller than I am) but I wouldn't say he's strong. He even asked me to open a beer bottle once. Therefore I would not say he's Superman at all.

"But sweetie, Clark is not Superman. He's just a regular guy. Kinda clumsy, but nice."

"No, Mommy! Mr. Clark is Superman!" he complained.

"No, he isn't," I fight back.

"Yes, he is!"

"No, he isn't!

"Yes, he is!

"Okay Jason, that's enough! I don't want to hear you saying Clark is Superman ever again, you understand me?" I yell at him, losing my patience. He nods slowly and turns his head toward the window.

I don't understand how can he come up with such a crazy idea. Sometimes kids see thinks we, as adults, can't see. Maybe he likes Clark so much he wishes he had superpowers just like his father or maybe…

Oh Lois, don't be stupid! There's no way Clark could be the man you feel in love with. Or maybe I just have to look closer.

Then it hits me. All of a sudden, everything seems so clear to me. Like a big puzzle that I could finally put together. I stop the car abruptly, making Jason jump in his seat.

"What's wrong, Mommy?" he asks with a scared look on his face.

"We're going to pay Mr. Clark a visit."

TBC