Clark frowned heavily as he pulled out his cell phone. The named glared at him. Glared like the unnerving look the man had given Clark before. The constant ringing was getting to him. He flipped the phone and spoke into it, trying to be discrete.

"Hello Bruce, what can I do for you today?"

His voice sounded happy, but he sure was stressing it when it came to Bruce calling him constantly.

"Clark, I know you. It's best not to play stupid."

Clark narrowed his eyes, knowing full to well his friend couldn't see him being agitated. Just to be on the safe side, Clark did a quick x-ray search of the area to look for anymore Bat-tech surprises. He sighed, he was in the clear, for now.

"It's about Conner, I know Bruce. I'm working on it. Really I am…"

Clark leaned forward on his desk, writing down a few notes to clear his mind. Besides, he needed to look like he was working on a project for the Daily Planet.

"I really find that hard to believe."

Clark's headache was growing. He was detecting a sense of sarcasm in that voice of Bruce's.

"Richard and Jason are guilt tripping me as well, I get it. I'll take Conner to see Ma and Pa this weekend…"

A voice shot back at him.

"You said that last week."

Clark leaned back in his chair, hoping it wouldn't break under his pressure. He was really getting forced into something he wasn't comfortable with. He gave a heavy sigh.

"I just don't know what to do Bruce…"

"Grow a pair and take "your" son to see "his" grandparents. That is what "you" do. And Clark, if you say one more time that he isn't your son, I will literally fly down there in my jet and make you eat a kryptonite sandwich."

Clark ran a hand threw his hair. Bruce wasn't joking.

"Fine."

"And you're going to do it tomorrow. I've already booked a flight for your parents to my Villa in Tikeau. Their flight should be landing in about an hour or so. And don't worry about the Daily Planet, I have that covered. Also, Nightwing and Robin are going to look after Metropolis while you are away."

Clark shot forward, shocked by how quick that happened and spoke a little louder than intended.

"What the hell?"

Lois's voice raised high among the staff members, drawing Clark's attention to the giggling woman.

"Clark said "hell!". Pay up boys."

Clark glanced over at the giggling woman, watching as a few people started to give her money. Clark rested the cell phone to his chest and gave a deadpan look over at his co-worker.

"Really Lois? Since when was there bets on that?"

"Since Smallville entered this building. Watching a country bumpkin lose his cool is rather entertaining."

She started counting away at the money of the betting pot. Clark couldn't help but turn his frown upside down, before bringing the cell phone back to his lips.

"Well, glad that you are having fun with my time here Lois. Such a shame I won't be here for a while."

Damn it all, if Clark was going to be forced into something, he was damn well going to take advantage of it. It was priceless to see Lois blink in confusion and for Bruce on the other end to start mumbling.

"What do you mean Smallville?"

"Clark? What the hell are you going on about?"

Clark smiled, he knew full to well what he was doing.

"I'm going to Tikehau. First class, private jet. Leaving today in about three hours really."

Lois's smiling face dropped.

"How the hell did that happen? You don't make that much!"

"No but my friend does…."

Bruce growled on the other end of the phone. Clark was going to enjoy this trip on Bruce's dime. It was a plus that Conner was going to be there.

"If you get going now, you can meet Dick and Jason at the Airport. Take the jet and don't diddle daddle. Conner will be there as well. That way on the flight over, the two of you can bond more."

"Deal."

Clark hung up. Glancing over at Lois, who for the lack of a better word, wasn't too happy about the turn of events.

"I want to know the people you know…"

"I have my sources."

Clark got up, grabbing his things and quickly left. It wouldn't take him long to pack, after all, he was "Superman."

"Good Bye Lois. Don't do anything to crazy while I'm gone."

Lois sat up from her chair yelling.

"You better bring me back a souvenir farm boy!"

Clark waved good bye, leaving for the elevator. Whatever dread he once held, was replaced with glee. Lois crossed her arms has she saw that look on his face. She plopped down into her own chair and restarted counting her money, contempt she got something out of the little game she played with the staff.

"All right boys. Let place bets on what Clark will say or do next!"

She gave out a call out, grabbing everyone's attention. Lois smiled, happy to have their undivided attention. A new game was on.

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"I…Do…Not…Want…To…Be…Here…"

Conner's sky blue eyes fell on to Dick's dark blues. The older boy giggled, knowing full too well that taking Conner away from M'gann for a week was taxing on the boy.

"Please Conner, Meg was pushing you out the door for this opportunity. Besides, she wanted to spend some time with the girls."

Conner sighed, looking out the window of the jet. He watched as the white clouds danced passed them. Dick leaned back in his chair, watching as Conner was having "inner conflicts" again.

"Man, you need to feel the Aster and take a chill pill. Everything will work out fine."

Conner looked back over at Dick, a snicker left his mouth.

"OK, a chill pill. Right….I'm meeting two people whom I've only heard about from Clark as if "what they say, is the word of God". Then yeah, I'm nervous."

Dick rolled his eyes. Conner was psyching himself out.

"Look, Ma Kent is a wonderful woman. She is really like a grandmother to me. Pa Ken, is an amazing man. He gets Bruce off his high horse…There really is nothing to worry about."

Conner leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees, raising and eye brow.

"Right, nothing to worry about. Except for "me" being a clone of not just only their son, but Lex Luthor. Last I check, Luthor has a rather nasty habit of…oh I don't know….Kidnapping them?"

Dick sighed, really wanting to help his friend out of this rut. Conner leaned back into his seat, almost taken off guard by two arms wrapping around the head rest of the seat. The super clone looked up, catching the gaze of aqua blue colored eyes. Jason smiled.

"It can't be that bad Conner. After all, you should be grateful."

Dick smiled, he was glad Jason had taken to Conner well, as did Conner to Jason. As Artemis put it, "the lonely seeking the lonely to let others know that they are not alone in the world". Conner blinked.

"Sorry, I don't understand?"

Jason unwrapped his arms, walking down the walkway, taking a seat next to Dick. Dick himself was also not sure where Jason was getting at.

"You have people who want to have you. Want to meet you. Want to get to know you. I don't think there is anything you need to worry about. I would love to have something like that…"

Dick was at a loss for words. He felt like he was intruding in a private conversation between Conner and Jason. It also made Dick's heart hurt to know that this kid, who was only a five years younger than him, was wise beyond his years.

Conner's face was still in that blank state. He was still trying to figure out what the newest member was going for.

"But don't you have someone like that Jason?"

Jason nodded. He closed his eyes, pulling up his knees to his chest, wrapping his arms around his legs.

"I do, Alfred. He's like a grandfather. Bruce is trying to be my father, but, I'm not used to that idea yet…"

Jason couldn't help but show off his smile, taking a finger and poking it into Dick's ribs, which made the older boy bust into a fit of laughter.

"And Dick here…is trying to be "big" brother and failing miserably."

Dick shot back in his own defense.

"Hey, I'm trying! You have to give me some credit."

Jason held a sly smile.

"Oh, so you mean ditching me with Conner and Artemis all the time to go gaga over Starfire."

Dick's playful smile fell sharp and quick, glancing at Conner, who was smiling a bit at the "brothers" reaction to each other, before that smile dropped at the mention of Starfire. Dick tried to defend himself.

"Ah look, I a.."

Conner narrowed his eyes.

"Wait till Zantana hears about this…"

Jason was aloof about how quickly the atmosphere changed between the two. Dick raised his hands up in the air, trying to solve the situation in the most innocent way possible for Jason not to understand.

"Zantana knows…it was a Menage a toris…."

Conner's jaw went slack. Dick turned away, coughing into his hands while trying to fight back a blush. Jason blinked in confusion, just happy that the atmosphere changed for the better.

"I don't understand? Dick, Conner, tell me what is a Menage a toris?"

Dick's coughing got louder. Conner turned and looked at the boy.

"Jason. Please stay your innocent self as long as you can. If you need any love advice, please ignore Bruce, Dick and Wally at all costs."

Dick shot back, causing Jason to smile at the two talking.

"Hey, I'm not "that" bad of an influence."

Jason sighed, getting bored again. He got up and left his seat, making his way back down the walk way.

"Well, I'll be back at landing. I'm going to go find Isabel again and go talk to her. She's real nice."

Dick smiled while Conner waved good bye to the boy. The two waited till Jason was out of sight before talking again. Conner turned and smiled back at Dick.

"So what is hot?"

Dick couldn't hold his smile. It was bright and cheerful.

"Fuck yeah it was hot!"

The two boys giggled like mad. The giggling was soon subsided by a flight attendant whom was a little flustered by the boy's speech. Her blonde hair fell short in a messy bun.

"Excuse me gentlemen. But please refrain from any Menage a toris on the flight. I've already caught Mr. Grayson here joining the Mile High Club three weeks ago."

Dick covered his face and once again, Conner's jaw dropped. Isabel the flight attended, turned to leave the boys to return back to their conversation.

"If you two gentlemen don't mind. Jason will be accompanying me for the rest of the flight. That way he won't have to come to me about embarrassing questions."

Dick nodded, embarrassed by the whole thing. Conner watched as she left, turning back over to Dick.

"How the hell did she do that? I didn't hear her coming?"

"I know man! She could be like Batman…"

The two boy's giggled at that, before Conner got closer.

"So…about that Mile High Club…"

Dick started blushing again.

"Oh God…"

Dick went off, being animated in his story as Conner listened. Isabel sighed heavily, before glancing over at the youth who was sitting in her chair, reading "Pride and Prejudice". She couldn't wrap her mind around how Jason was placed in a house hold of men both who threw themselves constantly at women. She smiled, letting it be, after all she never did see a boy as talkative as Jason when it came to his family. Who was she to judge? The boy looked rather happy to be with Mr. Pennyworth, Mr. Wayne and Mr. Grayson.

Jason glanced up and smiled.

"Do I have to go sit with them again?"

"Not on my watch you don't!"

The two giggled before Jason returned to his book and Isabel left to take care of the other passengers.

End of part 1:

Preview to part 2:

Angst….tears and misunderstandings