Hi. This chapter will mainly revolve around Sarah. I'm sorry if it's short, but I'm tired as hell, and I was in the mood, so.. here you go. Thank you for all of your reviews, I really appreciate them.

Disclaimer: I don't own Superman, but I own Sarah Wilson, who is a badass on its own.


Sarah slowly opened her eyes, and she can't say that the sight surprised her. Next to her, or rather, underneath her, was Clark. She immediately remembered the events of last night and how incredibly understanding her boyfriend was.

She gently smiled at the thought. Clark, as if sensing somebody was moving next to him, slowly opened his eyes, too. After his inhumanly blue orbes caught the sight of her grayish blue, he got a look of adoration in his eyes. But there was something else. Was it.. love?

„Good morning," mumbled Clark in, what Sarah presumed, was Clark's morning voice. Rich, deep (as usual) and very soothing, while still looking at her.

Sarah smiled at him and wished him a good morning as well. But wait.. didn't Clark have school today? And.. oh.. Frank and Ria are sooo going to kill her.

„What time is it?" she asked, a little frantically, but she made no moves to get out of Clark's embrace. She still had her head on his chest.

Clark mumbled something she couldn't hear and looked at the clock on the wall, which she hadn't noticed before.

„7:30AM," he grumbled and pulled her closer into his chest.

„Clark, I love this as much as you do, but shouldn't you like.. go to school today?" she asked.

She couldn't see Clark face, the sigh that came from him was an answer on its own. Reluctantly, he removed his hands from her back.

„I think Frank and Ria are going to kill me," she said after she stood up. There were some dried tears on her face, and she could feel them, so she asked Clark where the bathroom was and if she could use it. Clark showed her and told her he'll be downstairs, along with his parents, who are bound to be up.


After she cleaned her face and tried to save her hair (she failed), she made her way downstairs, where the family was already sitting and eating breakfast.

„Good morning, Sarah," said Jonathan with a warm smile on his face.

„Good morning, honey. What would you like?" asked Martha with a smile on her face, not unlike Jonathan's. She couldn't help but smile back.

„Good morning to you, too. I should probably go, aunt Ria and uncle Frank are probably going to kill me, I scared them to death, most likely. But thank you for your offer, it's very kind of you," said Sarah with a warm smile on her own.

With parents like these, it was no surprise that Clark was the most gentle, caring and sweet person she's ever met.

„We called them yesterday and told them you were staying the night, so that shouldn't be a problem. Now, sweetheart, you need to eat. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day, honey," said Martha with a soft smile on her face.

Sarah just smiled at that and looked at Clark. He was giving her a toothy grin, showing off his pearly white teeth.

„Well, if you don't mind," she said reluctantly and sat next to Clark. She took some pancakes and Martha offered her some orange juice.

And it's official – Martha Kent was the best cook in the world. No offense to aunt Ria, but.. those were the best pancakes she's ever had. They talked about everything during breakfast, but the Kents were very interested in her – her hobbies, favorite things, if she had any friends in the new town and stuff like that.

And truth be told, she doesn't have many friends. She had some friends in Gotham city, like Barbara. It was thanks to her father that her father was sent to jail very quickly and that she moved over here. He was a commissioner, and probably the only non-corrupt one.

But she does have Clark, and she gets along with Lana and Chloe well, too, though they don't talk much.


After they finished eating, Clark decided to walk her home.

„What's with all the protectiveness, Mr. Kent?" she asked once they were outside of their house.

It was mid-March, but it was still very cold, so she snuggled into Clark a little – he was incredibly warm, and she told him so.

Clark just smiled at her and didn't answer her question, though she had a feeling she knew what it was all about.

„Clark, you know I can take care of myself, right?" she asked as she look up at him, still snuggled into him.

Clark sighed. „Yeah, I know that."

„Alright. Good"

When they came to her house, Clark stopped in front of the front porch.

„I'll see you later, okay?" he said, and she nodded. He bent down and kissed her gently, and she responded in the same way. She was ready to deepen the kiss, but just then, the front door opened with aunt Ria looking at them.

„Good morning, Sarah, Clark," she said. Clark immediately stopped kissing her and looked at Ria.

„Good morning, Mrs. Wilson," said Clark while giving her a charming, yet warm smile.

Aunt Ria just chuckled. „Alright, lovebirds. Sarah, come inside, it's freezing outside."


The weekend (and Friday) passed in a blur – most of the time, she was either at home, playing video games (so what? She loves it) or spending time with her amazing boyfriend.

Monday came and go, and no one was giving her pitying looks, except for a few individuals, and she was grateful for it. She didn't want anyone's pity.

Classes were still easy, even though she, ehm, didn't catch up on them. She had a free period after Biology, which was her favorite subject. She didn't know what to do. Normally, she would be spending time with Clark or something, but he had English, which bored him to death, according to him.

So you could say she was surprised when Lana Lang approached her.

„Hey, Sarah. How are you?" she asked gently, though there was no pity in her eyes, which she appreciated a lot.

„Hey, Lana. I'm good, coping. How about you?"

Lana just shrugged her shoulders a little. Lana was a beautiful girl, even Sarah could see that. She had a fiery red hair, beautiful green eyes, good build and was a little bit taller than her, around 5'7, while Sarah was 5'5.

Of course she knew about her past relationship with Clark – he told her. And he also told her that they both figured out that they weren't meant for each other, so they parted ways – they still stayed good friends, though, which Sarah was grateful for. Clark needed friends. Everyone needed friends.

„Listen, I know it may sound a little... weird. But you know martial arts, right?" asked Lana and her cheeks flushed a little.

Was Lana.. shy? Well, apparently.

It was Sarah's turn to shrug her shoulders. „Yeah, why?"

Lana then looked at her, still flushed, but with a gentle smile. „I wanted to ask you.. if you could.. you know.. train me a little? Some self-defense?"

Oh. She definitely didn't see that coming, though she probably should have, just from the little blush that adorned Lana's cheeks.

„Yeah, sure. Do you have any place we could train?" she asked. Lana nodded and proceeded to take out a notepad and a pen. She wrote an address.

„It's a gym not far from here, they have rings, punching bags, and even classic stuff, like dumbbells and so on. I can see you work out, so you could go there in your free time if you want to. When are you free?"

Sarah looked at the address and memorized it. And when was she free? Well, probably anytime. „I don't know, around 3:30PM?" she asked, a little uncertain. Lana just nodded at her.

„Meet you there?"

„Yep."


The training session went good. Sarah was a little surprised, but it was good to use her skill again, and Lana was a very good student, she was training hard, and she didn't back down. She liked it. They trained, they talked, they laughed, they trained again, laughed again, it was fun.

Sarah looked at the clock and saw that it was 6PM already.

„Oh, shit. It's 6 already. Sorry, hun, gotta go," said Sarah jokingly. Lana laughed and quickly hugged her.

„Alrighty. Thank you so much, Sarah, I really appreciate it. I may not know you that good, but I would definitely like to get to know you better," said Lana with a warm smile.

Sarah reciprocated the smile. „Likewise, Lana. Alright, tomorrow, 3:30PM on the dot, got it?" she asked in a mock-stern-general-kind-of voice. Lana laughed and nodded.

The two then parted ways.


„Hello, Dr. Stone. You told me you've made a breakthrough in Project: Metacontrol?" asked Lex Luthor as he looked around the lab located in the outskirts of Metropolis.

Dr. Elinore Stone made her way over to him. „Yes, Mr. Luthor."

„Show me."


If you asked Sarah, she would say that she wasn't tired. But yes, she was tired. She laid down on her bed with a sigh. Apparently, she made a new friend today. Yay. And she spent some time with Clark. Double yay. And she was tired. No yay.

With that, she fell asleep.


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