Clark's heat vision was going haywire, zapping random parts of the warehouse, and it wasn't because there was a beautiful woman to distract him. Black Cat was going to end up making him hurt someone. Maybe even herself. She seemed to realize that fact because she started backing up.
It didn't matter though now that he was high enough in the air, he was able to cut a perfect hole through the roof that caused the area around her to cave, trapping her. She might cause bad luck for others, but she couldn't cause good luck for herself.
He flew down and called for Mary Jane to meet him outside. He didn't dare try to get close again even if she was under rubble.
Mary Jane ran out, but she looked back. "What about Felicia? Despite all she's done, we can't just leave her like that."
"It's fine. I x-rayed through the debris to make sure she wasn't injured. She hasn't broken anything. There is a member on the Justice League who would be immune to her bad luck until a way can be figured out to reverse it."
"Okay. What about Peter?"
"That I can help with. Just let me make a call.". He was able to get Zatanna on the Black Cat situation. He picked an unusual member to help them locate Peter, The Question. He was a little unorthodox, but he delivered results when he questioned villains.
Zatanna had Black Cat in magical chains that rendered her back luck useless in two shakes of a lamb's tail, and The Question got Peter's whereabouts in less than five minutes.
"He's still in New York locked up in a-" The Question began when he came back out.
"Let me guess, an abandoned warehouse," Clark said.
He couldn't see because he was wearing his faceless mask, but his guess was that the man was grinning. "Yes, it is the particular nature of a criminal to take advantage of a warehouse not in use, which is why I advocate that they be used or burnt to the ground. We would make things immensely harder for those who engage in illicit activities."
"That's an interesting point of view. I'd love to discuss it more, but I'm sure Peter would like to be freed."
"Yes, of course."
Clark picked Mary Jane up and flew her to New York where he zeroed in on the right warehouse after only a few minutes.
The warehouse was dark, and he was slumped down and tied in his own web. He hadn't bathed or shaved in some time, but at least he looked like he'd been eating.
When he saw them, he didn't immediately respond. He must have thought them a figment of his imagination.
Mary Jane rushed over. "Oh, Peter."
"Mary Jane, I am so sorry for everything."
"What have you got to be sorry about? I'm just sorry I didn't have more faith in you."
Clark used his heat vision on it because it was so sticky.
Mary Jane hugged Peter tightly as soon he was out of his bondage. "I'm never gong to doubt you again."
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"You're going to miss Bobby, aren't you?" his mom asked him.
"Yes," Skyler said. "but I'm just glad that he's going to be happy again. Now that he has his mom and dad, he's the old Bobby."
She ruffled his hair. "That's a very grown-up and wonderful way to look at it. I'm proud of you."
That made him even more glad.
"If we're lucky," she said, looking at his dad now, "we won't have any more drama for a long time. Sometimes I think we should move back to Smallville where life's supposed to be quiet and simple, and that's when I realize that's where all the craziness started."
"Don't even say anything about luck," his dad said. "I don't want to hear that word ever again."
"Why? You've always had rather good luck as I see it," his mom said in her teasing voice. "Just think if not for me, who knows where you might have ended up?"
"It's more than good luck," his dad said in his most serious voice. "I'd call it a blessing, a great and wonderful blessing."
