Chapter 116: Unfinished

"What do you want, Bruce?" Clark demanded, barely looking up from the photo of him and Lois that had been taken about five years ago now, the day he'd asked her to marry him. That had been a good day, it had been blindingly hot, and they'd been in Tuscany, at a villa Lex had given them, and Lois had looked absolutely gorgeous, he could still remember her lips on his.

"I've come to talk." Bruce said softly.

"So talk." Clark commanded.

"Diana and Steve have found something. Something that suggests that the Olympians aren't done with us." Bruce said.

Clark looked up from the photo and glared at Bruce. "What?"

"It's a map, showing the locations of where the Olympians fought the Titans." Bruce said.

Clark closed his eyes. Could they not leave him alone for just one day? Must he deal with everything always? "And what do you think it means?"

"I think the Olympians are trying to distract us, send us on a wild goose chase whilst they start coming back into the world." Bruce answered.

"How?" Clark asked, nobody worshipped the Olympians anymore, at least not that he knew of.

"Steve." Bruce said.

Clark opened his eyes and looked at Bruce. "Diana's boyfriend?" Something odd flitted across Bruce's face at those words but his expression was back to being neutral. "Why?"

"I don't think he's who he says he is." Bruce said.

"You don't think he's Steve, Diana's Steve?" Clark asked.

"I think he is, but I think he's playing a game. The way he returned, the way he seems to know so much about what's going on. It's all slightly unnerving." Bruce said.

"So, what do you think we should do?" Clark had a rough idea of what he wanted to do, but he'd wait and see what Bruce said.

"We should watch him, and the moment we see him put a toe out of line, we must strike." Bruce said.

"Very well." Clark said. "Do it." Bruce nodded and Clark expected the man to leave, but when he didn't Clark raised his eyebrow at the man and asked him. "Is there something else?"

Bruce sighed, he looked awkward, shifting from one foot to another. "How are you doing, Clark? Genuinely?"

Clark snorted. "I'm fine. I'll be back at headquarters soon. I needed to go and clear my head after what happened with Billy."

Bruce nodded and then said. "You know if you want to talk, I'm here."

Clark nodded. "I know, thank you." He looked back at the picture and found himself wondering what Lois would make of all of this. Would she approve or disapprove? He didn't know and that was starting to eat away at him a little.