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The last son of krypton looked graciously upon his newborn son, nestled in his arms. Lois smiled through her own exhaustion from the bed, unable to find a prouder moment in her life. The two were overjoyed knowing their family and friends were waiting in anticipation just outside the door. Nonetheless, there was only one person they both wanted to see.

"Excuse me," a nurse called from outside the hospital room, "Mr. & Mrs. Kent would like to see you, Mr. Olsen…"

"W-what!? Me!?" The red-haired boy jumped in excitement.

"You heard the lady," Perry insisted. "Now get your ass in there and take some good photos of my godson," he demanded.

"Uh, yes sir," James uttered, readying his camera. He walked in the room to see Lois coddling the new born as Clark greeted his friend with a pat on the shoulder.

"Hope we didn't keep everyone waiting too long," Clark stated, in a naturally concerning tone.

"No everyone's fine. We're just all waiting to meet the little guy."

"Well you're not going to be able to meet anyone standing way back there," Lois suggested. James walked over and carefully picked up the infant. He was grateful to be the first to share in his two closest friends moment and lightly bounced around the room.

"Hey there, I'm your uncle Jimmy. Nice to meet you."

Clark sat down next to Lois, who gave a knowing nod of approval to her husband. He slowly removed his glasses before addressing his pal, "Jimmy, there's something we wanted to tell you and we couldn't have thought of a better time."

"What's up C.K.?" James asked nervously. "You know I'm all for keeping secrets."

"No, well… this won't be quite as big as that but… Lois and I have decided to extend our stay in Hamilton County."

"Oh, really? I guess Perry will have to go without his star players a few more weeks. The planet has been the same without you both there."

"Naturally," Lois stated, "That's why I suggested you take lead in its new digital media department."

"Are you serious? Lois that... that means everything to me… But… What about when you guys come back? I can't wait to chase down our next big story."

"Well, that's the thing. We're not." Clark answered.

"Okay. Now, I'm confused," James stumbled, handing the child back to Lois. "You two can't leave… what about the other guy?" he asked, swooshing his hand through the air.

"The world is filled with heroes, Jimmy. I'm hoping my last article will highlight those specifically found here in Metropolis." [r/n – Metropolis: Guardians]

"Alright, clearly you're still being affected by the Black Mercy spores from a few months back. Lois, you aren't seriously thinking about retiring are you?

"It was actually my idea," she answered. "Don't get me wrong, I'm not thrilled about leaving the damsel in distress lifestyle behind. I'm simply more excited about the untold adventures of motherhood."

"Damsel in distress," Clark jeered, uncertain of her choice of words. "When have you ever been that?"

Lois hit him on the chest for mocking her. James looked on as they both smiled at each other and became enamored with their son's smile as well. Without even noticing, he'd lifted his camera up and captured the perfect photo. He realized that everyone's life had its own moment of growth and transition; this was theirs.

"I see it," James stated much to the surprise of the couple. "My first headline: The Adventures of Lois & Clark."

"Pretty on the nose there, don't you think?" Lois asked.

"Well, I can always change it to The Secret Origins of Superboy if this new job doesn't work out," he joked. "Speaking of… I've been dying to know his name…"

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~ 6 Months Later ~

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"Jonathan!" Lois yelled from the kitchen below. "It's about time you get ready for school or you'll miss the bus."

The ten-year-old kid leap down from the staircase. "Already ready, mom," he returned. Quelling his mother's concerns he took a seat at the dinning table and prepared to eat. "Where's dad?"

Lois sat her son's breakfast down on the table. "Well, he wanted to get to the field early today. Something about needing time to celebrate a birthday for someone this evening," she teased.

Jonathan smiled, grabbing one of the too obvious bacon slices laid out on his plate as an eleven with a smiley face of eggs, and blueberry pancakes. The child hurried through his food while babbling to his mother about how excited he was. As he finished up, his dad walked through the door with the same amazing charm and guile his son.

"Morning, dad," he greeted, gulping the last of his juice.

"Morning, Jon," Clark returned, signaling his son to wipe his face off. "You have a guest." Jonathan didn't need any other clues than that. He quickly rubbed the crumbs from his face and ran pass his father who had barely managed to rub his head before the kid went through the door. Clark looked at Lois as she looked out the window slightly disappointed. "Did he give you a chance to say happy birthday?"

Lois smirked, "I'm pretty certain another girl has taken priority in that area."

Clark chuckled, "They grow up fast."

Jonathan stumbled out to the porch and was immediately met with the bright, blue eyes of his best friend and neighbor, "Uh… h-hey… Kathy. I mean, good morning."

"Good morning, Jon. Happy birthday," she smiled, presenting him with a gift. "I brought you a present."

"I think whatever it is, may be broken," Jonathan claimed, shaking the box about while they walked towards the bus stop. "What is it?"

"Technically, you don't turn eleven until this afternoon. So maybe you can open it then and find out." she commented, much to his dismay.

When the bus arrived, Jonathan felt a little strange getting on. The usual driver, Mr. Norman, was a sixty-year-old grouch who hated kids. Not today.

"Pickup for Kathy Branden and Jonathan Kent," the overenthusiastic man yelled. Kathy got on the bus without any issue. Jonathan, however, was a bit thrown by the strange man's personality. "I hear it's your 11th birthday. Tell me, what do you give the boy who has everything?"

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A/N: Short & Sweet. Hope you picked up on the foreshadowing. Be on the look out for more titles from DC HORIZON!