Dick began to shrink and shrink and shrink. As he did so he lost his hair and his skin began to change back to its normal human appearance. After a few minutes Dick had completely transformed back to his normal human appearance. However he was still unconscious. Clark was relieved beyond words to see Dick back to his normal human self. He was so overjoyed and grateful that the cure had worked and that now he finally had some good news to tell Bruce. A big huge smile spread over Clark's face. He quickly x-rayed Dick and checked all his vital signs. Everything was completely normal Clark gave another sigh of relief. Thank God he thought. He hasn't been harmed by the transformation. I'd better go check on Bruce now that everything is settled down here he thought. He had almost forgotten about Bruce during all of the excitement.

"What about your friend?" the priest asked

"Oh yah" Clark thought a moment. "Do you have a secure place you could keep him? Some place he couldn't escape from?

"Oh yes" the priest said with a devilish smile. "We have some prison cells down below."

"Alright then put him there" Clark said. He shivered a little bit at the thought of Dick being in one of those cells as he knew he had probably spent a lot of time in them in the last couple of days. He also knew Dick would be terrified waking up in one of those cells and not knowing what was going on. But it was the best and only solution he could think of. It was for his own good after all. Sure he appeared human appeared to be cured and all his vitals were stable but Clark couldn't be sure. He wouldn't be sure until Dick woke up and he could assess his mental faculties personally. He didn't know for sure that Dick would be the same person again when he woke up. He also couldn't be sure that he wouldn't transform again. So for now the cell was the only choice. It was the best choice.

When he got to the room where Bruce had been placed after the incident with Dick he found that he was already awake and he was very pacing around the room clearly very agitated and unsure of what to do next.

"Clark!" he shouted upon seeing the man of steel

"Bruce-you're awake."

"What the hell?" he asked

I don't know- what do you mean?"

"Where's Dick? What the hell is going on?"

"Easy Bruce it's alright everything is alright just calm down." "Don't worry everything is taken care of"

"What do you mean 'everything is taken care of'?" "How is that possible?" "Dick is a monster!" "We have to help-save him." he said as he moved to walk past Clark. Clark stood in front of him and shook his head.

"Not anymore Bruce he is fine Dick is fine we cured him. You need to calm down and rest you've been asleep a long time" "Speaking of which-" He said as he did a quick x-ray scan of Bruce which revealed no brain damage, normal vitals and only a few broken ribs. Pretty good for going one on one with a big hairy monster In fact Clark was amazed he couldn't believe how little damage Bruce had sustained how was that possible?

"What do you mean 'we cured him' who's 'we?' and hey-did you just x-ray scan me? I thought I told you never to do that!"

"You have 2 broken ribs you need to lay down and calm down."

"I'm not going to do either until you answer my question and tell me what the hell is going on!"

"Who's 'we'?" and how did you cure him?" "How is he fine all of a sudden?"

Clark sighed Bruce really needed to lay down and rest he had been out so long his body had been through so much it probably couldn't take much more but Clark knew that Bruce wouldn't be able to calm down or relax until he explained everything to him so he figured he had better do it now.

"Alright, I forced the priest who made the serum that turned Dick into that-thing-to make an antidote and it worked! He's fine!"

"Oh really?" "That's great I want to see him where is he?"

"Well uh… you can't" "you can't see him."

"Why not?" Bruce asked irritated and annoyed. What was Clark up to?

"He's-he's not awake yet"

"I don't care I want to see him!" He said and went to move past Clark but Clark blocked his path.

"What the hell Clark?" "What are you doing?" "I told you I want to see my son so get out of my way"

"I know you want to see Dick and you will I promise. Just wait until he wakes up ok?"

"No." he said and attempted to push past Clark but Clark wouldn't let him.

"Clark" Bruce growled angrily

"Look Bruce I just can't let you see Dick right now ok? Please just accept that and don't push it any further alright?

"Why? Give me one good reason!"

"Because you are not going to like the way he is right now and I just don't want you to see him the is right now ok? It will be too emotional for you and I don't want to hurt you further. Please just accept that ok?

Bruce sighed he was tired and his entire body ached especially his head and his ribs. He knew he couldn't take Clark on in his current condition and he knew that was what he would have to do if he wanted to see Dick right now. He would just have to accept it for the time being and do what Clark said. At least until he could find another way around it. But why was Clark behaving this way? It didn't make any sense. What was he trying to hide? He couldn't' figure it out. It made him nervous.

"Ok fine. But I want to see him the second he wakes up."

"Sure sure of course."

But for right now why don't you lie down, rest and I will tell you everything that happened.

Bruce sighed and allowed Clark to help him into bed.

Clark felt awful he didn't want to tell Bruce that the real reason that he didn't want him to see Dick was that he had had him put in a cell until he woke up. He knew Bruce would be enraged if he knew that Clark had ordered his son to be put in a cage. He just hoped that Dick would be ok when he woke up and wouldn't be too freaked. Of course he would let him out as soon as he woke up…maybe, after he made sure that he was himself again. He didn't know how he and Bruce were going to tell Dick what had happened but he figured they could cross that bridge when they came to it. He just hoped Dick was the same person when he woke up. He didn't want to think what they would have to do if he wasn't.