MoS 'verse, set between a superhero being brought to his knees and a certain, fateful introduction. It would take months for Metropolis to return to normal, and while Superman is patient, Clark isn't quite THAT patient. Lois is either smitten or in denial, but regardless, a world-class reporter never stops asking questions.

On the day that we shot down the alien scout ships skimming the Earth's surface, a sixteen-year-old Lois Lane's world changed forever.

Bella and Edward are childhood friends and high school sweethearts. They leave for Dartmouth, excited to begin their college life together. Then, something changes. Will Edward get the chance to explain his actions to Bella?

He disappears for two weeks. No, that's not true. He's everywhere. He disappears from Lois' life. He was there between her arms and, for a brief second, she felt like he belonged to he belonged to her, was hers to claim. But then he was gone, and the truth sunk in. He wasn't hers anymore. He never was. He belongs to this planet, to its people. (a Lois & Clark fic, MoS Universe)

He feels naked without the seven layers of Kevlar, without the heavy cowl, without the cape. Instead he's standing in the middle of the Museum of Prehistoric Anthropology at midnight in a shirt and slacks, watching his girlfriend break into the Mongolian exhibit to steal a bronze horse. /Because we all know Selina wears the pants in this relationship./

One son with a heart of gold, one son with a heart of silver, and then a third son...the adopted son with a heart to forge the link between two brothers, the bond which would one day become the heart of Persian rule.