Title: Survival of the Species
Author: Jedi-Bant
Rating: Teen
Fandom: Superman
Summery: Not knowing about Jason, and still standing firm about Kal-el not forming any relationships with the humans, Jor-el and Lara take desperate measures to continue the species, whether their son likes it or not.
Warnings: Male and Forced Pregnancy (Not rape)
Disclaimer: I do not own Superman, Smallville, Teen Titans, Justice League, Batman or any other recognisable characters, places etc. featured in this fic.

Chapter 25

He'd honestly had every intension of waiting for Lois and Richard to arrive then leaving for his apartment. Apparently he'd fallen asleep because that was definitely the sun shining on him, he could feel it recharging his cells, and someone had placed a blanket over him in the night, obviously they'd decided not to disturb him when they arrived home.

He would have quite happily gone back to sleep despite his situation, the only problem was the highly annoying ringing right next to his head. Without thinking, he grabbed the phone and answered it.

"Hello?" he managed to mumble down the line.

"Richard? Where are you!? I am standing with 3 children, 4 suitcases and a pram, in the freezing cold waiting for you. You were supposed to pick us up from the airport an hour ago."

Clark became more alert suddenly, realising that he'd picked up someone else's phone without thinking. He also recognised the voice of Lois' sister Lucy, though they'd only met once.

"Oh, um, sorry, Lucy, ah, this isn't…this is Clark Kent, not Richard."

"Kent? Who are? Oh Kent. Kent! What the hell are you doing at my sisters house, and why did you answer their phone?" Lucy demanded. Though usually considered to be the calmer of the Lane sisters, Lucy could act very much like Lois, especially when she was cold, and grumpy.

"I was babysitting Jason last night, and I must have fallen asleep."

"Ok so you fell asleep, where is Richard, he was supposed to pick us up from the airport at 8."

Clark glanced at the clock on the mantle, 9:10. Opps

"I'm not sure, give me a minute and I'll find out, I'm sure he's already on his way, he's probably just caught in traffic. Just a sec."

Hauling himself up from the couch, and latching onto it for a moment to wait out the dizziness of getting up to quickly, then had a quick search through the couch cushions and the blanket, until he found his glasses, then made his way over to and up the stairs. Though tempting as it was to fly up them, he refrained; the last thing he needed was for Lois or Richard to catch Clark flying.

"Kent!" it didn't seem loud, but Clark knew Lucy had to be screaming down the phone. She was definitely related to Lois'.

"Hold your horse," he snapped back. Belatedly he realised that was very out of character, but most people were grumpy after just waking up so he ignored it.

Passing Jason's room, Clark found the door open and Jason sitting on the floor playing with a bunch of action figures. Currently Batman was flying without aid of any kind, and Wonder Woman was shooting at him without aid of a weapon. Clark made a mental note to give Jason a run down on who could do what and who couldn't.

"Hey Jason, where's your mum?" he asked, leaning against the doorway.

"You're awake!" Jason exclaimed excitedly, "Everyone was asleep, and mummy said I had to go play in my room until someone wakes up and now you awake. I'm hungry can we have breakfast now?"

"They're still asleep!?" came a cry down the phone, which Clark would have ignored, except for Jason's curiosity.

"That's just your auntie Lucy. Why don't you talk to her, while I wake up you mum, then I'll make you some breakfast, ok?"

Jason nodded happily before taking the phone and his batman action figure, which he was still clutching, over to his bed, when he started rapidly talking to his Aunt.

Clark allowed himself a moment to just watch, before steeling himself to enter the dragon's lair. He didn't much like the idea of waking Lois before she was ready, but it was one sister wrath or another's, so it had to be done.

He knocked lightly on the jarred door, without looking in, "Lois..? Lois?" he heard a groan but no other sound or movement. A bit louder he tried again. "Lois, Richard, Lucy is on the phone; she said you were suppose to pick her up from the airport an hour ago."

There was a sudden bang from the room and a curse, then the door flew open to reveal Lois, in a nighty which had Clark looking anywhere but her.

"Please, tell me you're kidding, what time is it?" she demanded, grabbing his wrist to see his watch, even as he replied.

"It's 9:15, she's on the phone, Jason has it." He was suddenly pushed aside as she barged passed him towards Jason's room.

Richard appeared a few moments later, shirt in hand trying to throw it on as he ran towards the stairs; he had his trousers on, one sock and an undershirt. "Tell her I'm on my way," he yelled back as he ran. There were a few hopping noises from the bottom of the stairs as he tried to get his other sock on, then a minute later the door slammed, followed closely by the car starting and then driving off.

Lois reappeared from Jason's room a moment later, "Yeah, he's on his way…I know you have three children with you…well it's not like we overslept on purpose…it was the staff Christmas party, Richard is assistant editor, we couldn't not go…well excuse me for having a social life…" Lois wandered past Clark, and slammed the door practically in his face as she continued to argue with her sister.

Clark stood outside the door for a moment unsure of what to do, before Jason tugged on his shirt tail, "can we have breakfast now Pa, I mean Mr Clark?"

Clark took his hand and started to lead his son downstairs, "Yeah, Jason sure just watch that slip, ok."

"Ok, sorry." He said contritely, and then a beat later, "can we have eggs and bacon?"

"Sure, if there are any, you can help me crack the eggs, just don't shatter them."

Jason bounced happily before running ahead.

"Don't run in the house Jason, and mind those stairs."

Giving a big, exaggerated sigh, Jason slowed, "Yes, Mr Clark."

Clark didn't have to wonder who he got that from.

By the time Lois appeared downstairs, Clark and Jason had finished making breakfast and were sitting at the table enjoying their creation, Jason was currently making a smiley face on his plate with the tomato sauce, Clark watched him happily between bites.

"Oh, right Clark," Lois seemed surprised, "You're still here. Sorry we were so late home, we didn't want to wake you. Here." She moved over to her back and pulled out a few bills, which she presented to him.

Clark frowned, "What's that for?" he asked, without making any move to take the money.

"It's for last night. For looking after Jason."

Clark immediately shook his head, "No. I don't want your money Lois. I did it as a favour, to help out, nothing more." To spend time with my son, he added silently.

Lois rolled her eyes, but didn't bother to push the subject, shrugging as she returned the money to her bag. "Fine, but I need to get ready for Lucy arriving, and I'm sure you have somewhere to be." Lois said, in a not at all subtle dismissal.

Clark just managed not to flinch, then stood, "Yes, of course, I'll get out of your hair," he started to cleared away his dishes, taking them to the kitchen and stacking them in the dishwasher.

Lois almost immediately forgot about him again, crouching down in front of Jason, asking him how he slept, and if he was excited about the day to come, general questions she would ask him every morning.

When he had finished clearing up the mess he and Jason had made earlier, Clark moved to the couch to collect his coat and briefcase, and was ready to leave when the phone rang.

Lois scowled as she got up to answer it, rolling her eyes as she went, "I bet that's Lucy again, she is so impatient."

Clark took up the place Lois and vacated ignoring her rant, glad for the chance to say goodbye to Jason properly rather then from a distance.

"Lucy, Richard should be there in a minute you just have to be…YOU! This is a private number, how the hell did you get it?...Well then I'll have to give that over grown flying rodent a piece of my mind when I next see him…I don't care what you want…No I haven't seen him, I'm not his keeper…just a second."

Lois moved the phone away from her ear and covered the mouthpiece with her hand, "Jason honey, have you seen Superman today?" she asked turning back to the table.

Jason's eyes widened and he glanced nervously between the two adults. Lying to his mommy was bad, but he'd promised his Pa that he wouldn't tell anyone that he was Mr Clark. He couldn't do both.

Thankfully Clark saved him from having to answer, "Superman!? Gosh Lois why would Superman come round here?" he asked in his most prominent 'farm boy' manner. Jason giggled at the act.

"That's none of your business Kent, now…" she put the phone back to her ear, "…Yes Kent's here…yeah sure." Lois gave Clark an angry scowl like it was all his fault. "The Princess wants to talk to you." She said, her voice dripping with contempt as she handed him the phone.

Clark gave a puzzled look for Lois' benefit, as he took the phone, "Hello?"

"Where have you been? You are supposed to be helping me set up for the party tonight." Diana's tone told him she was annoyed.

"Oh, Diana! Right yes, sorry, I was just leaving."

"Alright, and maybe try turning your cell phone on." Diana chided.

"Right, sorry, I'll see you soon." He glanced at Lois before adding, "I'll call a taxi and be there in about half an hour."

"Why?...Oh Lois, why don't I pick you up, it will be quicker."

"I don't think Lois will like…"

"Lois will survive, I'll see you in ten minutes." She hung up before he could protest again.

Clark handed the phone back to Lois.

"What won't I like?" Lois instantly demanded.

"Diana's going to come and pick me up."

"Oh no, I am not having that woman in my house. She just…no." Lois moved away and started to clear the table, effectively stopping the conversation.

"You can go meet her outside." Lois said eventually, taking Jason's empty plate and shooing Clark towards the door.

Clark grabbed his briefcase again, and deciding Lois needed some space gently ushered Jason towards the door, "How would you like to meet Wonder Woman?"

"Look, look, Mummy, look look." Jessica squealed, after getting out of Uncle Richard's car.

Lucy sighed as she got out of the car, turning to her middle child, "What am I looking at, Jessy?" she asked even as she moved to remove Thomas from his carseat.

"It's a superhero Mummy, look." Jessy jumped up and down on the spot pointing into the sky.

Richard looked up from pulling the bags from the car, just in time to see a blue and red figure flying away with a brown figure in tow.

He frowned; they had all agreed that Kal would stay away until tomorrow evening, when he would join them for Christmas pudding, surely he could go a few days without seeing Jason.

Jason choose that moment to come careering across the snow covered front lawn. "Daddy, daddy, guess who I just meet?"

Ok so maybe not Kal, "Who did you meet?"

"Wonder Woman!" he exclaimed loudly, "She came to pick up Mr Clark."

"Wow!" Richard said dutifully, stifling a groan, "That's great! Why don't you go and say hello to your Auntie Lucy, then you can tell your cousins all about it."

Jason grinned wider, if possible, when he noticed his aunt and cousins, and ran over to greet them, while Richard got the rest of the bags out of the car. Jason, Jessy, and Lucy's eldest Susie, ran off into the house, followed by a slower but equally excited three year old, Tommy.

Before they reached the house Richard pulled Lucy aside, "Expect Lois to be in a foul mood," he warned before trudging off after the children.

As soon as they were above the clouds, Clark handed his suitcase to Diana and spun into his uniform.

"Are you alright with teleport now?" she asked, as he stuffed his three piece suit into a small duffle bag he kept in his pocket.

"I should be, I haven't been sick recently. Only one way to find out though."

When he was ready, she passed the case back to him and called J'onn through her comm. "Two for teleport to the tower please, J'onn."

Seconds later they disappear and reappeared in the watchtower control room. He had to take a few deep breaths to keep his breakfast from making an encore but otherwise the trip was uneventful.

A red blur streaked across the room and Flash materialized in front of the pair before they could step away from the teleport.

"There you are what took you so long?" Flash complained.

"Sorry I was delayed."

Diana rolled her eyes, but interrupted Flash from interrogating Kal anymore, "Come on we only have 5 hours until the food arrived, and we need to get the tower ready by then."

"Alright," Kal said, ready to get down to business. Comfortable with the people he was with he removed his jacket, which usually hid his now very obvious pregnancy, his tee-shirt on the other hand outlined it.

Diana acknowledged the move silently, pleased that Kal trusted them enough to do so. Flash on the other hand wasn't as subtle, "Whoa, talk about ballooning, when did you say that was gonna blow?" He then had to duck to avoid Diana's hand moving to slap the back of his head.

Kal just rolled his eyes, not taking it to heart, jokes were just Flash's way of deal with situations that made him uncomfortable, or if he felt others were uncomfortable.

"In about four months, and I'm not going to blow, I'll give birth. Now I suggest that we go and start decorating before Diana has an aneurism."

Flash glanced at Diana who was glaring at him, then flashed her a grin and ran off to start the process of preparing the watchtower for the nights festivities, followed moments later by the other pair, at a much slower pace.

J'onn sat forgotten at his workstation, watching the exchange, gave a small smile at their antics before returning to his duties.

Authors Note: As always I need to apologise for my tardiness, I had a huge writers block but its fine now and I should post multiple chapters over the next few days.