A/N So, I don't know what you readers think, but personally, I've realised that I struggle with writing fight scenes, which is an awkward position for a superhero story, but nevertheless, a very short chapter, which I think is fair considering the last ordeal.

Disclaimer; Nope, still don't own 'em. Both Young Justice and any character seen within this work of fiction belong to DC Comics and Warner Bros.

Fortress of Solitude
April 2, 11:01 UTC

Large crystal doors slid apart to allow him entry.

About an hour ago, Superman had sent for his half-clone to come to the Fortress of Solitude, and relishing the chance to see more of the enigmatic hideout, Connor agreed, convincing M'gann to fly him over in the bio-ship.

The whole place was much bigger inside than it looked, with towering spires of a crystalline substance, rows of benches, most covered in various technologies or other items, and many of which were quite clearly not native to the planet.

From where Connor was standing, he could see the fortress went very deep, both lengthways and downward, but he didn't have time to check it out right now, as he stopped to wait for Superman.

The Kryptonian, dressed fully in his red-and-blues, emerged from a hallway at the other end of the area, and grinned wide as soon as he noticed the clone. Ever since they finally began to talk following Vandal Savage's failed plan, and more so, since the Metallo incident, both had grown fairly close to each other, substituted by the awkward distance that had grown between Connor and his cousin.

"Connor, you're here, good" the older man walked over, "so, what do you think?" He asked, gesturing all around him.

"It's... Something else" Connor admitted "just one question though."

"Yes?"

"Why aren't I cold?" the clone asked, looking around the crystalline halls in amazement.

"Because it isn't ice" a woman's voice replied. Kal and Connor turned to find Kara slowly walking up to them, "it's a Kryptonian mineral known as sunstone, crystalline in appearance, but about as sturdy as any other building material, and it has it's... unique uses" she nodded, looking around the fortress.

"And you're not going to tell me those uses, are you?" He frowned.

"No, not yet, but you will know eventually," she reassured, but the boy didn't seem very placated. She sighed slightly, and looked at her older cousin, "why did you call me, and presumably him, to meet you here?"

Superman's features went hard, and he fixed both younger Kryptonians with a stern but concerned stare. "Look, ever since... I don't know when, you two have been at each-other's throats, and even though it looks like you're on the same page after Metallo, things are still tense. I called you both here so you could discuss your issues, and sort things out, okay?"

Kara sighed again, "look Kal, I know you think-"

"No" the older man interrupted, "there's no arguing this, now go find somewhere, and talk."

After a moment's hesitation, the two younger heroes walked off, deeper into the fortress, leaving Superman behind them.

After a short but silent walk, Kara led them both to a room with a large hexagonal screen displaying a video feed of the sun, while they sat on a catwalk suspended over a menagerie of tamed, but alien animals.

They sat side-by-side, staring at the sun, in continued silence. Both were unsure of how to approach the conversation, thinking hard on it.

"So... We beat Metallo," Kara finally began.

"Yeah... Yeah, we did," Connor nodded.

"Okay, can you tell me why you keep... Acting out?" Kara relented, askign the question that had plagued her for months.

"I was mad at you." He shrugged.

"It can't be as simple as that."

He sighed, and looked away for a moment, "I think... I think I wanted to prove myself... I wanted to show you that, even though there are moments where we fight, or I seem like I can't handle myself, I'm stronger than you think."

"Connor... I've alwaysknown you're strong, heck, you beat Superman on New Year's Eve, remember?" They both smiled, amused at the memory, "I just wish you didn't act so... Reckless."

"Well, I can't really help it when you hate me," he grumbled, looking away again.

"I don't hate you, I never have" Kara frowned.

"Then why did you get so mad when I told you about my human DNA?"

"I didn't hate you then either."

"You sure seemed angry."

"I was worried... Scared for you. If you were hiding this secret from me for so long, then who knows what else you've been keeping quiet. If you for some reason, and by Rao I hope not, get yourself into trouble you can't handle, and I don't know about it, I wouldn't be able to forgive myself" she explained.

"Oh... I'm sorry then."

"Well, why did you keep it a secret?"

He sighed, "because I didn't want to lose you. You hate Lex Luthor, and I was worried that, if I told you, I'd have lost my only family," he shrugged.

And in response, she actually laughed a little. "Don't you remember that day we met the New Genesis kids?" She asked "I told you that I was literally a member of an intergalactic god-complexed warlord's honour guard, I don't exactly have the moral ground to criticise you for being half-Luthor."

"Well, if you weren't angry, then what about the last few months?"

"Honestly, it wasn't easy trying to force you and Kal to accept each other, being the thick-headed boys you both are, so it was frustrating that, as soon as you were getting along, you started to turn your back on me.

"Maybe I was too aggressive, and harsh, but like I said, when you act so reckless, you put yourself in danger, and I didn't want that to happen."

"Well, I don't think what happened in Japan helped," Connor noted.

"No, I guess having a grudge match with the cousin I'm trying to help, and levelling a nuclear power plant isn't a good approach," she hummed.

Things became silent again after that, but it was a more comfortable silence.

"It occurs to me, you don't have a name" Kara broke it.

"What? Yes I do, Connor-"

"Sorry, I meant a Kryptonian name" she clarified, "you have a name for your human DNA, for the... Luthor side of you, but..."

"Not Superman," he nodded.

"Would you... like one?" She asked carefully.

He remained silent, and then, "yeah, I would" a small smile broke out.

"Okay, you're an El, obviously, but... Connor, Connor, Connor, Con... Kon..."

"Kon?"

"Yeah, Kon-El. It sounds similar to Connor, and it's not a bad name, back when I was about eight, I knew this boy whose given name was Kon, and you remind me of him."

"Is that a good thing?"

"Well, he was an arrogant, and violent jerk-" the clone frowned at this "-but kind of a softie at heart," she followed with a smile.

"Kon-El" he said to himself a few times, sounding each syllable.

"Do you... like it?" The blonde's confidence was replaced with a sort of nervousness.

"Yeah, yeah I do."

They turned away from each other and back to the sun, silently promising not to let the other one down again.

A/N If there are still any questions, tell me, and I'll see if they're something to be added into this chapter.