"You can fly?"

She wasn't shocked, her mouth wasn't open, it seemed that she belonged there in my arms hovering in the clouds and tasting the moist air.

"Yes, it doesn't seem to shock you, meet another flying man besides me?"

"Yes but he's got better hair. Do you ever wash it?"

Her fingers tugged at the overgrown hair.

"Hey! I can't wash my hair everyday if I'm out saving the world."

"You have a point. But it's still gross."

A playful smirk something that makes me want to kiss her lips and remember how we got here, fifty-feet hovering in the sky.

I just happened to be flying by and she just happened to be falling out a widow of a fifty story building, lucky us.

"Ummm…before we go into what kind of shampoo I use, why did you jump out of a window? You know I might have not been there to catch you and you could have been flattened like a pancake."

"I didn't jump! I was pushed! One of Lex Luther's drones tried to off me, well at lest I had you to stop my fall and I took a chuck out of that bitch before I feel. All in all, I think it was a pretty good day."

The only other woman that made me fall into confusion and shock me at the same time had been a sociopath with hands that seemed to love hurting me.

Should I ask her out? Fly her to the moon and back with a little Paris on the side.

The ideas filled my head but always there was Sylar popping up, killing and laughing. He wasn't dead and until he was, there was no girls or washing of the hair.

"Lex Luther is he like the guy Sylar I'm trying to take down?"

"Sylar? The Sylar? Whoa boy you have a big job on your hands. Yes and no, Lex is evil but he doesn't go around cutting open people's heads and eating their brains."

She made me smile, the last time I had really smiled it was the first time I met little Claire, maybe this was a good sign.

"Lois?"

There was blur of red and blue and then he was there hovering next to us, hard eyes and a jealous smile.

The boyfriend, I guess I was going down the Simone road all over again, why can't I just find a single hot girl?

"Superman, you really need a name that doesn't sound stupid when I say it. You finally got my call and flew to my rescue; well if I was counting on you to catch me I would be eating the dirt."

"Lois. I'm sorry, Lex was launching another attack, and I guess he got to you first. Don't worry I'll let him have it next time I see him. Who's he?"

An angry thumb points at me, a little bit of sadness mixed with his anger, and then it hits me, he loves her more then I would ever come close to.

I'm not a person to get in the middle of fate, and it seemed by the way she's looking at him that she loves him too and was shocked by him and only him.

"I'm Peter Petrelli, I'm no superhero but I do what I can. Now, what and who are you?"

"I'm Superman Metropolis's local superhero and Alien; can I have my girlfriend back?"

"Oh, here. Take her; she won't stop touching my hair."

She stuck her pink tongue out at me and crawled from my arms into his hugging to him like she would a old couch, he was there to hold her and kiss her lips, fly her to the moon and back.

That could never be me, I didn't even want to find that hidden part of me nope just fly away and fight till I bleed.

"Peter is it? Here's my friend Green Arrows card, he's been looking for some new people. See you around Peter; let me catch Lois from now on."

He gave me a crooked smile and shook my hand; flying away there voices slowly fading away. 'You were jealous!' No, I was jus- fine I was jealous!'

Oh God I wish that was me.