Superman's heart dropped when Batman told him Diana was the boy's other DNA donor. Things were already so confusing and complicated between him and Diana, and this was not going to help. He had called Conner numerous times since their fight. It had only been a week, but he was desperate to get in contact with his son. When Conner didn't return his calls he turned to Diana, who promptly said to give the boy some time. Conner was now living with Diana in DC. Superman asked if the two could meet and talk, and here he was, in his favorite dinner, waiting for the amazon princess to arrive. She finally walked into the diner wearing some jeans and a simple blue shirt. She looked around the diner, and locked eyes with Clark. She could always spot those dorky glasses. She walked over and sat down across from the Planet reporter. The silence between them was thick with animosity and awkwardness. Clark finally spoke up.

"It's nice to see you again Diana, it's been awhile."

"It's nice to see you too Clark, I wish we didn't have to meet over matters like this."

Clark sighed, "I want to see him Diana."

"I know you do Clark, but he isn't ready, he just needs some time to himself, figure things out, give him time, he's a complex boy."

"How are you handling it? Being a parent?"

Diana smiled softly, and looked around the room full of people, some with their families, and turned back to Kal-El.

"I'm doing just fine, I mean, it is quite a lot to process, especially being handed a teenage boy."

Clark chucked, "You're telling me."

"But I'm doing fine Kal, it's nice. He's nice. He's so much like you, and at the same time so much different. I'm getting to know him, in some ways he's still such a young child, but in others he's such a mature young man."

Clark looked down at his coffee mug and sighed, his heart sank, he wanted to get to know his son, wanted to build a relationship, and he screwed it up. Diana reached across the table and grabbed Clark's hand, squeezing it tightly.

"Have faith Kal-El."

Clark smiled softly; she could read him like a book.

"I never forget it you know, the moment we shared."

Diana blushed bright red and turned away from Clark. To be honest, Diana had been on Kal-El's mind ever since they shared that kiss. He loved Lois, he would always love her. But Lois was in love with Superman, not in love with Clark Kent. Unlike Lois, Diana knew Kal-El, knew every alter-ego, and knew every part of the complex Kryptonian. Kal-El always admired Diana, and Diana always admired Kal-El. Diana turned back to face Clark, and he softly brushed away the hair out of her face. She stared intently into Kal's eyes.

"Kal, we can't do this. We work together, we are best friends, and this will only end badly."

Clark took off the thick glasses, and Diana was met with those shimmering crystal blue eyes.

"Let us try Diana, I care about you so much, you are one of the few people that understand me and my complex life, you are the mother of my child, and you are one of my greatest friends. You felt something when we kissed, don't deny that Diana, please, don't throw this away."

Diana continued starring at Clark, then pulled out her purse, threw some money on the table, got up, and started walking away. Clark just stood there dumbfounded.

"You going to follow me Clark?"

She turned around and winked at him, walking out the diner door. Clark quickly grabbed his things and headed out the diner. He walked over to Diana; she grabbed him and pulled him into an alley way right next to the aging diner. The second their lips met the spark was reignited once again. Clark never felt such a rush in his life. The two kissed passionately for a few more seconds, but to Clark it felt like hours. She pulled away, and smiled that radiant smile Clark loved to see. Diana ripped open Clark's shirt, revealing the signature "S".

"Want to go Flying Superman?"

Clark looked up at her, and ripped off her shirt revealing Wonder Woman's symbol. He smiled, "Sure, if you're up for it of course princess."

Diana's blue eyes winked at Clark, "always."

Clark returned to his Metropolis apartment an hour or so later. He unlocked the door, and set his coat and hat on the kitchen table. He took his glasses off and rubbed his eyes. He always had fun with Diana, she was so easy to talk to. To be honest he could really and truly only be himself around her and no one else. Diana understood the complexity of his life. He heard a sound coming from the living room and swiftly turned around to see Conner sitting on the couch. The boy was wearing a red plaid button up shirt, and blue-ish black jeans.

"Conner? What are you doing here?"

Conner got a good luck at his father; the man's hair was a mess from flying around in the wind.

"I was in town with mom, decided I should probably stop by and apologize for-"

Conner was cut off as his father pulled him into a tight hug, clapping him on the back.

"I was worried sick about you kiddo, I called numerous times, you didn't call me back."

Conner hugged his father back; he could smell Diana's scent on him.

"I know dad, I'm sorry, for everything, I didn't mean what I said back at the Planet. I still want to be your son. I know I was being a brat, but I get it now, you're busy, that's fine."

"You don't have to apologize kiddo, yes I'm busy, but I still should have given you time of the day. You're still my son, and I'm still you're father.

Conner hugged his dad tighter and sighed. "I've missed you."

"I've missed you too, I've missed your mother as well, I just met up with her at the diner."

Conner pulled away and looked up at his dad. "You're okay with Diana being my mom?"

Clark smiled and ruffled his son's hair, "Course I am, your mother is a strong woman, and she'll be an amazing mentor to you."

Conner nodded his head, and looked around the apartment, not too shabby for the Man of Steel.

"So are you and my mom, I don't know…. seeing each other?"

Clark rubbed the back of his head and sighed, "It's complicated; I do care about your mother a lot though Conner."

Conner grinned very big," I know you do, it's obvious."

Clark beamed, shaking his head; he walked over to the kitchen.

"You'd like anything?"

Conner shook his head, "Nah, I ate before I came over, thanks though. Sooooo, what now?"

"Well, I'd ask you to move in, but you seem to be doing fine with your mom."

"I can always visit right? Maybe spend the night sometimes too?"

Clark nodded his head, "That'd be nice Conner, I'd like that."

Conner smiled, "Then can I stay over tonight? I kind of already told mom I was spending the night here."

Clark nodded his head and motioned towards the couch, "You can take the lovely couch tonight kiddo."

Conner chucked "Alright that sounds good."

Clark nodded and grabbed some pillows, and sheets out of the closet, and checked his watch. It was about five in the afternoon. He grabbed the pillows and sheets, and brought them out to the living room. Conner was playing around on his smart phone. Clark thought it looked like an iPhone. Kid had a better phone then he did. He shook his head and set the materials on the couch.

"Hey want to get something to eat? Let me show you around the city."

Conner nodded his head, "Sure, that sounds good."

"Alright, let me just change out of this monkey suit."

Conner nodded his head and walked over to the window, looking out at the concrete jungle. He loved Washington, he loved living with this mom, but he felt connected to this place, he couldn't quite explain it. It just felt right. Clark quickly changed into a casual blue shirt and black jeans, and the two left the apartment complex. Clark and Conner walked down the street, Clark telling Conner about the places and favorite spots he liked to hang out at. Without warning the two heard a shrill scream of terror coming from an alley way across the Metropolis Park. Clark squinted his eyes, and saw a woman getting mugged.

"You handle this one Conner."

Conner nodded and raced towards the alley, ripping off his plaid button up shirt, revealing the signature "S", messed up his hair, and threw on his gloves.

The woman was pushed against the dingy brick wall. Her attacker was a burly middle aged man dressed in a worn pair of jeans and black solid color shirt. He was shoving the small pistol in the young woman's face, demanding her wallet.

"Listen babes, I ain't asking again, give me the wallet now!"

Superboy walked behind the attacker, tapping him on the shoulder. The man turned around frightened and shot off a round at the boy, the bullets dancing off him, ricocheting into the brick walls. Superboy grabbed the barrel of the gun, and bent it in half. Superboy latched onto the attacker's shirt and punched him square in the jaw. The criminal fell into a heap on the ground; Superboy picked him up by his hair and dragged him out of the alley. The victim thanked him graciously; he nodded his head and bid her good day. He looked around and saw an officer giving a parking ticket. He dragged the attacker over to the police officer.

"Officer, this man was attempting to rob a young woman."

He handed the officer the bent gun, and the criminal. The officer dropped everything and quickly apprehended the robber, throwing cuffs on him, and hurled him into the police car.

"Who are you son?"

Superboy smiled and held out his hand for the officer to shake, the officer slowly shook his gloved hand.

"I'm Superboy."

The officer slowly nodded his head taking it all in, "You related to Superman by any chance son?"

Superboy opened his mouth to speak, but wasn't given the opportunity.

"Yes officer, he is my son."

Superboy turned around and saw his father, Superman, standing behind him, his red satin cape flowing in the wind, looking as proud as ever. Superman smiled softly at his son, Conner nodded his head smiling back.

I mean i could end it like that couldn't I ? But i'm not lol