"Time of death 10:58 pm." Those words scattered Superman's world as he fell to his knees. In that moment The Man of Steel broke letting out a loud cry followed by many smaller sobs. The only person that made his life worth anything was gone. The only person that he could no longer see his life without was gone forever.

He couldn't hear the sound of other leaguers running to see what had happened. He didn't hear the sound of Canary crying nor the gasps and sobs of others who had come in. The only thing he heard was the steady humming of the monitors telling him what he so desperately wish wasn't true. Superman saw the movement of a nurses hand as she reached to silence the machines. He closed his eyes not wanting to see them goes dark.

Beep...Beep Superman eyes snapped open at the sound. He saw the steady line that had been there only seconds before broken.

"Wait there's a pulse," he heard a nurse say bring the doctors back.

"He's stabilizing," another said and sure enough the monitors that had announced an unbearable nightmare brought back the light. At that moment however Superman could have cared less what the monitors said. What he cared about was the sound of his son's heart beat. It was some how stronger than before. As he sat there listening to his son's heart he fail to notice what one of the doctors was saying. What he heard next brought him back to the world.

"Daddy," Superman heard Conner say softly. Without realizing it Superman was at Conner's side in an instant staring down at his son. Conner's eyes were barely open as he looked up at his father.

"I'm here buddy," Superman managed to say trying to sniff away the tears. A confused look crossed his face up at him.

"Why you cwyin daddy," Conner asked seeing the tears steaming down Superman's face. Superman gave Conner a small smile.

"Because I'm happy," was all Superman could say biting back the new wave of tears that were threatening to fall. It became apparent that the idea of crying because he was happy made no sense to the child, but he was too tired to ask anymore questions.

"Daddy," Conner said sleepily.

"Yes son," Superman asked gently.

"I's has to asks yous sumthing..." Conner said as he began to drift off to sleep.

"And was is that," Superman asked gently if not confused by what his son had said. Though for now his question would go unanswered as he realized his son had fallen back to sleep. As he stood there he realized for the first time the some of the color had returned to his son.


Superman walked into his son's room and smile. Conner was sitting up coloring away into one of the many coloring books Robin had brought him. It had been little more than a week since almost losing him and since then Conner's condition had been rapidly improving. Everyone had been stumped by the dramatic turn of events. Batman had finally reasoned out that his body had just needed to rest itself. Although there were still many questions to what had happen, everyone was just happy to have Conner back and on the mend.

"Daddy," Conner said happily looking up from his coloring book.

He was glad to see him after all to day had been the Clark Kent's first day back to work since the whole thing started. There had been a lot of question's about his whereabouts over the last month. Clark had told his boss that there were some family issues that had come up and would be taking some personal time to handle them. That of course had been over a month ago and they had not heard from him since. When he was questioned further about his absence he told them the truth. Well he sort of told them the truth which was more of a cover story than the truth. Either way they now knew Clark Kent had a son who according to the cover story had just lost his mother to cancer. Clark hadn't known about him until a month ago when he took off to return home to settle the custody matters. This had become the reason for his long absence from work when Batman had confirmed the effects of the beam had become permanent. Conner would now have to grow up like a normal boy, which was fine with everyone. If it meant that Conner would stay in their live they were more than happy to help raise him. Which considering who his father was would most likely be the case. Without even meaning to Conner had turned the League and Team into one huge family. When Batman had confirmed Conner would remain a child they had created the cover story giving him all the right papers to prove beyond a doubt Conner was the son of Clark Kent. The fact that Conner was only about three and a half now made it easier. The only one who would really be question would be Clark. As things stood Clark Kent had a son Conner Kent who was born on November 26, 2009 in Smallville Kansas.

"Daddy," Conner said again when Superman didn't answer him. Superman looked up at him from his thoughts.

"Sorry buddy, daddy was think," Superman said as his thoughts returned to the. Walked over to his son's bed and bent down to kiss his head "what are you working on," he asked looking down at the multicolored pages. Superman smile when he saw the Conner was coloring in a Superman themed coloring book. He looked over to the others that were stacked on the table beside him and saw that they were all themed with different superheroes with a Batman on top. He made a note to thank Robin for his son's gift.

"A pitwer," Conner said as he continued to color happily now that he had his father's attention. Superman chuckled as took his seat by Conner pulling out his computer. Though he wanted nothing better to do than to just sit and watch his son color he knew that he had better catch up on his work. He would be glad when he could finally take Conner home which with any luck would be later that night. Batman had wanted to runs some final test to make sure Conner would be ok until then they would have to wait.

The pair sat in silence just happy to be in each others company. Conner coloring and Superman working. This went on for about an hour before Conner put down his crayon and looked over to where his father sat.

"Daddy," Conner said in a shy voice. Superman stops working and looks up to his son.

"Yes son," he responds letting him know that Conner has is full attention.

"Daddy I's wants to asks yous who's grandpa Jor-El and grandma Lawa," Conner asked a little confused. Superman froze when his son mentioned his birth parents names. He had never told Conner about them nor had anyone else. It had been one of those things he thought was better to wait to tell him when he was older and could understand.

"Why do you ask," Superman asked after a minute not sure how to answer his son's question.

"Cause when I's was sweeping but for I's wakes up to see you cwyin, I had a dweam bout 'em. They said thats they weres yous mommy and daddy. They saids theys anwles nows. They told mes to comes backs to yous that yous neededs. They keps saywing oter things toos but I's can'ts remembers thems," Conner says shaking his head little "buts daddy don'ts grandma and grandpa lives at ta farm," Conner asked confused.

Superman just sat there in complete shock from what his son had just said. Had Conner really met his parents. If he had then and if that were the case Conner had truly died. They had never figured out why Conner's heart had started again like it had. Could this have been why? Could his birth parents have sent Conner back to him?

"Daddy," a little voice said breaking his thoughts "who is they," Conner asked again not getting the answer he was looking for. Superman thought for a moment on about how to answer his son's question.

"They were my mommy and daddy when I was really little. But something happened and they had to send me away to keep me safe. That is when grandma and grandpa found me and raised me," still seeing the confusion in Conner's eyes at the thought of have more than two grandparents Superman quickly added "You have two sets of grandparents. Theres grandma and grandpa El who are too far away for you to go visit. Then you have grandma and grandpa Kent who live on the farm who we are going to go visit this weekend." Superman quickly watched as Conner's confusion turned to excitement. He forgotten all about his questions when he heard he was going to go see grandma and grandpa Kent and get to play on the farm. He knew that someday he would need to tell Conner the real reason he couldn't see his other grandparents. For now how ever he would hold off as long as he could because to tell Conner the real reason he saw them would mean he would have to explain what had happen to him. He didn't know how the toddler would take the new that he had died or even that he would understand what death was. It would be a conversation that he would have with Conner when he was older. For now he chose to turn his thoughts to the weekend. He and his parents had planned a party to celebrate Conner being officially adopted as a Kent. There were other reasons to celebrate of course but that had been made the official reason. Everyone from the League and Team had been invited. They would celebrate Conner becoming a Kent but more importantly they would be celebrating Conner being alive.


Later that night after Batman had finally allowed Superman to take Conner home being satisfied by the test results Clark found himself sitting on the with Conner in his lap watching cartoons. It felt good to be home after spending so much time at the Watchtower with Conner.

Clark heard the door knock. He set Conner on the couch beside him before getting up to answer the door. He opened the door to see none other than Lois Lane.

"Lois what are you doing here," Clark asked a little confused by her visit.

"Well I came to drop these off," she said holding up a stack of folders "you forgot them at the office today." She had him the stack of folder.

"No I didn't, I got the digital copies before I left," Clark said raising an eyebrow already figuring out that wasn't her reason for coming. He was about to ask her again for her visit when heard the sound of small footsteps.

"Daddy who is its," he heard Conner a second later. Clark turned away from Lois just enough to where she was able to get a good look at him.

"Its just a friend from work," Clark said "why done you go back in the living room and finish watching the show." He turned back to Lois to see a smile on her face. Of course she had dropped by to see Conner for herself. Clark rolled his eyes and stepped aside to let her in. After shutting the door he turn to see that Conner was still standing in the hallway staring up at Lois with the same look on his face when he was trying to remember someone. This made him nervous but somehow he managed to hide it because Lois didn't pick up on it. Then after a minute Conner smiles.

"I knows yous," Conner saids with his bright happy smile.

"You do really," Lois ask with a smile not sure how he would know her but playing along anyways.

"Yous the weportew lady thats Supwerman is aways catching," at this Clark forgets his nervousness and laughs. Lois on the other hand doesn't find it as amusing as she sends Clark a glare. Still keeping here smile she turns to Clark.

"Jeez Smallville what did you tell this kid," Lois ask trying her best to keep her smile. All the while Clark is trying his best to quite his laughs.

Author's Note:

Sorry about the cliff hanger at the end of the last chapter I just couldn't resist, but did you really think i would kill a child and leave him dead. I like a good tragedy as much as the next person but I have to draw the line somewhere. besides Conner is too cute to die. Anyways please read and review.