You're All I've Got

Summary: Nearly a year after Superman's near death everything is routine. Clark works while Superman saves lives, Lois struggles with her feelings, and Jason starts the first grade. So, how does a teenage girl on Clark's doorstep, an arson in Gotham City, Jimmy's new neighbor, and a new girl in school change it all?

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the OC's... It kinda sucks...

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LanaLangKent- Awesome? Really? You think so? Thank goodness! That gives me the ability to take a huge sigh of relief. I love it when people think that my writing is awesome. I promise that there will be more Batman/Bruce, I think it's kinda mandatory now that I brought him in as Lana's boss and Clark's good friend. As for Lana/Bruce... I never really thought about it. That would be very interesting, I think. I will have to delve deeper into that suggestion. And you're right, it just might be as interesting as 'Clana'... Particularly since Clark is in love with Lois. What a wonderful idea. Thank you.

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Clark paced at Lana's beside, constantly looking over to see if she had moved in any way. Unfortunately for Clark, she hadn't. Her hands and forehead was bandaged because of the burns that she had sustained, but she still looked as elegantly beautiful as ever. Clark couldn't help himself as he pushed Lana's hair out of her face and onto her shoulder. He wasn't sure how he had found himself running his hand down her arm, but he was shocked when the arm moved, "Um... That tickles." Lana whispered.

"Lana?" Clark asked.

Sitting up slowly, Lana smiled, "Hey Clark. Long time, no see." Clark chuckled and nodded, "Now I see why you left me with all of the morons that we went to High School with at the reunion 3 years ago." Clark cringed, he had forgotten a long time ago that he was suppose to see Lana at the reunion, "You had to clear your head." She lowered her voice, "Being Superman can be stressful."

Clark sighed, "You remember?"

"That I do." Lana replied.

"I'm sorry for leaving you at the reunion, Lana." Clark apologized sheepishly.

Lana shook her head, "It's fine." Lana insisted, "I got to leave early because Seneca said that he could only watch after Ginger for a few hours. More like he didn't care enough about his daughter to not want to get high, but that's a bridge I've passed."

"Obviously he hasn't." Clark said worriedly. Lana shrugged, "But, like you said, it's over."

"That it is."

"Just wondering." Clark said, "How did you know that I was Superman?"

Lana chuckled, "Even when we were kids, there was always something striking about your eyes that I could never forget." She reached over and pulled off his glasses, "Even when they were hidden, or on someone completely different. I will always remember them." Clark took back his glasses, "I get it, secret identity. You have to hide who you are."

"In some ways." Clark replied.

"Does that include to Lois Lane?" Lana asked. Clark looked over to her shocked and Lana explained, "I met Jason after he protected Ginger from a bully, he has your eyes." Clark lowered his head in shame, "So, is Clark Kent his father, or Superman?"

"Superman." Clark replied, "And, no, I haven't told Lois. She has someone else."

"Richard?" Lana asked, "Yeah, she told me about him when Ginger and I ran into Jason, subsequently running into her, at the zoo a little while back."

"Really?" Clark asked.

"Uh-huh." Lana replied, just as the door opened.

"Mommy!" Ginger squealed excitedly as she raced over to the bed and tried to jump in. It was to no avail so Clark picked her up and placed her gently on on mother's lap, "Mommy, you're okay." She said as she hugged her mother.

"Yes, sweetie, I'm fine." Lana replied, "But I want you to meet someone." Ginger nodded, "Honey, this is Clark Kent. He and I went to High School together in Smallville."

"Hello Ginger." Clark said.

"Hello." Ginger replied, "Mommy, Mr. Bruce is here. He brought me a teddy."

"Billionaires." Clark mumbled.

"You've got that right." Bruce's voice said as he entered the room, "Hello Lana. How are you."

"I'm fine, Mr. Wayne. Thank you." Lana replied. Bruce however raised his eyebrows, "I mean 'Bruce'."

"Would someone care to mention how you two know each other?" Clark asked.

"Well, how do you two know each other?" Bruce asked, looking from one to the other.

"It's very simple." A young female voice said. Clark and Bruce turned and saw Mylie standing in the door way, "Clark and Lana went to Smallville High together and have known each other from the time that they were three years old, and Lana is Bruce's secretary-slash-assistant." She walked in the room, "Now to introduce myself, I'm Mylie Sullivan, Clark's cousin." She said to Lana, holding out her hand.

"Nice to meet you, Mylie." Lana said, "I didn't know that you had a cousin, unless... Oh, she's your birth cousin."

"That would be correct." Mylie said.

Ginger didn't seem too interested in the conversation and tugged on her mother's collar, "Mommy, can I have some apple juice?"

Lana immediately got a panicked look on her face, "Oh, god... All of the insulin was in the apartment." She whispered, "Sure honey, we'll get you some."

"What's wrong?" Bruce and Clark asked at the same time.

"She's diabetic." Lana explained, "She knows when to ask for something like apple juice when she knows that her blood sugar is getting low." Ginger nodded innocently.

"I want Mr. Alfred to take me." Ginger said sweetly. Lana looked to Bruce and they both shrugged, "Please."

"Alfred?" Bruce called.

"Yes, Master Bruce?" Alfred replied, hastily making his way into the room.

"Would you mind taking Ginger for some apple juice?" Lana asked.

Alfred smiled, "Of course I wouldn't mind." He replied, "Come Ms. Ginger." He added, holding out his hand. Ginger smiled and tried to get off of her mother's lap, but hesitated. Bruce lifted her off of the bed and placed her next to Alfred. He was about to leave, but Bruce stopped him and whispered in his ear. Alfred nodded and left.

"What was that?" Lana asked.

"He was informing Alfred about Ginger's special circumstances." Clark said.

"Damn super hearing." Bruce said.

"Well, you all get those fun toys, so it evens out." Lana said, shocking all three of the others in the room, "Don't you think, Batman?" She whispered again, "And that would make you the newbie around." She said to Mylie.

"I like her already, she notices things. It's a very important virtue, noticing things." Mylie said.

"Thank you." Lana replied.

Bruce sighed, "Well, now that you know our secret... You're not going to quit are you?" He asked in what seemed like a panic, "I need you."

"Um..." Lana replied, "I never expected to hear Bruce Wayne say that to me." She joked. Clark rolled his eyes and Mylie chuckled while Bruce stopped begging. 'I don't know if I should be worried about Bruce... Lana is a very classy girl and he is a... playboy.' Clark thought.

'Clark, stop being a baby.' Mylie thought back, 'She is a big girl and can take care of herself.'

'If you insist.'

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Lois sighed stood on the rooftop of The Daily Planet. She had had a very rough day and at the moment she was staring at an unlit cigarette and a lighter. She wanted so bad to smoke that cigarette right now, but she was going cold turkey, or at least, she was suppose to be, "Don't smoke this." She mumbled to herself, "Don't smoke it, don't smoke it, don't... Oh, screw it." She placed the cigarette in her lips and tried to light it.

"I don't think you should do that." A voice said, making Lois turn.

"Clark?" Lois asked, "Do what?"

Clark walked over to her and pulled the cigarette out of her lip. He looked at it for a moment and crushed it on the wall, "Smoke. I'm sure that it doesn't help Jason's asthma."

Lois chuckled, "I guess not."

What ever moment that had been between Lois and Clark was broken by the clearing of a throat behind them, "I heard from a little birdy that I have an interview here at this time." Lois turned and Clark raised eyebrow, "Well, he wasn't a little birdy, more like a tall, muscular birdy in tights." Clark rolled his eyes.

"Supergirl?" Lois asked.

"So I've been told." Supergirl replied. Lois looked around her person in a rush, "It's in your left, inside pocket."

"Oh." Lois said, looking into her pocket for her tape recorder, "Thanks."

"It's what I'm here for." Supergirl replied, though Clark thought he detected a cheeky attitude in her voice.

"So," Lois said, "You have powers like Superman, so you're obviously not human..."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa." Supergirl said, "Let's stop right there." She landed on the wall and jumped off, walking over to Lois, "Just because Superman and I aren't genetically human doesn't make us not human."

"I'm lost." Lois said.

Supergirl scoffed, "There's a big surprise." Clark's jaw dropped indignantly, "You don't seem to remember that, while we were not 'human', quote/unquote, we still have feelings. It hurts me and Superman to know that, hard as we try, we can not save everybody." Lois looked confused, "And I, personally, have seen far too many good men butchered for no reason... This would be one of those times."

"Care to elaborate?" Clark asked. Supergirl smirked, noticing that she was getting under his skin as well.

"Why not?" Supergirl replied bitterly, "That article, "Why the World Doesn't Need Superman", was the work of a women scorned, not a reporter."

"Excuse me?" Lois asked.

"Ms. Lane, you tried to smear the reputation of a man that has saved many lives over the course of his life, because he left without saying goodbye because it hurt him to much to leave you and he wouldn't have been able to leave if he had done so."

"You don't know that whole..."

"Whole what? Whole story?" Supergirl asked, "I may not, but I do know how hard it is to tell the one person you love the most 'goodbye'." Lois seemed speechless, no one had ever talked to her like this before, "Everyone has their flaws, Ms. Lane. It's what makes us human. And if you ask me, Superman's biggest flaw was falling in love... with you." Lois thought she felt tears welling in her eyes, "If you will excuse me..." Supergirl finished, close to tears herself.

As Supergirl flew away, Lois wiped away the tears that were falling down her cheeks, "Lois?" Clark asked, "Are you okay?"

"Um... I'm fine, Clark." Lois replied, "Um... I have to get home."

Clark sighed and nodded, "You should get some sleep, you've had a long day." Lois mumbled a thanks and left. Clark watched her as she walked through the door and waved to her as it closed. As soon as he knew that Lois couldn't hear him, Clark mumbled, "Dammit, Mylie... I'm going to kill you."