It was a week full of sorrow, nightmares and other things that reminded Clark, Lois and Jordan how much they need Jonathan and how bad they felt about his condition and the way he thinks about them.

When Clark was in the boy's age, he always feared that people could be afraid of him. Because of the fact that he has powers and that he is an alien. After learning about Krypton and becoming Superman he hoped that this fear will turn into trust and acceptance. Acceptance he always got from his parents and the people he loves. Including his sons. But that Jonathan feared him broke his heart…

Clark knew, if Martha would be still alive she would say that it is his own fault. Lara was convinced of that, too. Because he only cared about Jordan's powers and not about the family. Clark wished that Martha was still alive. She would had remembered him to care about both his sons equally. To show him about Krypton, too and giving him a feeling of his heritage, too.

Before Clark left, he visited his parents graves on the Smallville cemetery…

"I am sorry! I really appreciate your great suggestions. I wish I would had handled it better. I know… if you would had been around you would had remembered me to be there for both. I was alone with my powers for my whole life and it was great to finally have a way to bond with Jordan. The rift between me and Jonathan is my own fault. But I am not giving up. I will show him that I love him as much as everyone else in the family. I am not giving up. And I will do everything to give him his spirit back."

After these words, Clark put the flowers he bought on the grave and left. He had a little surprise for Jon…

In Metropolis, Jon slept his usual 3 and a half hours and woke up, knowing that it is over. The best week he had since years is over. Of course he knew that sooner or later this moment comes but he still wished it wouldn't be. But he knew he had a mission: He wanted go back and show everyone that he is not someone you can treat like trash without consequences. He wanted to force his parents to respect him, even if he has no powers. And he wanted to look into his father's eyes and confront him with his own mistakes…

As it was way to early and the rest of the house was still sleeping, Jon did what he always did and played on his smartphone or read a book. The German thriller-novel, he was reading was exciting. And according to Timmy, his German sound like that of someone who lived there his entire life. One more reminder of his own weirdness.

Just to check if it has nothing to do with his Kryptonian origins, Jonathan tried to teach Timmy a bit Kryptonese, the same way Lara taught him. He didn't care about the Kryptonians-only rule of his father. But Timmy's human brain obviously was not able to learn as fast as Jon's. After a week of lessons, Timmy was barely able to get a full sentence out. While Jon learned German within a day and Kryptonese within a couple of hours. He wondered how long Jordan will need. And which language he should try out next. He thought about Russian. Just to tease his patriot grandfather Sam.

It was around 9 o'clock, when Jon and the Tanners finished breakfast. Just in this moment someone rang the doorbell…

Everyone mentioned that Jon's good mood changed rapidly when the doorbell rang. Thinking that his family arrived. But after a quick check with his recently kicked in, and in record time controlled supervision, he zoomed his view to the front door to use his x-ray vision. Realizing that it was nobody from his family. It was Jay Nakamura. And Jon's mood raised rapidly…

Jay Nakamura was a friend of Timmy and attend to the same school as him. He was the one who spread the video of Coach Gaines' confession. A very ambitious and aspiring journalist whose biggest idol was actually Lois Lane. According to Timmy, Jay fled a few years ago from the dictatorial ruled island of Gomorrah and had therefore a very high sense for truth, justice and bringing down liars and those who abuse their power and their influence to gain what they don't deserve.

Jon and Jay met multiple times over the week and already became friends. Jon had no problem with Jay being gay. It was just a bit uncomfortably that Jay seemed to have a crush on him. Timmy opened the door to greet his friend. Jay's pink-dyed hair and his bright orange t-shirt were an eyecatcher, Jon wouldn't need supervision to find him in the mass.

"Good morning, Timmy. Is Jon still here?" Jon heard Jay saying, before he came around the corner and appeared in Jay's view. "Oh, hi Jon! Looking for something?"

After that question Jay presented him his sweater he forgot in Jay's car yesterday when he drove them back from the party.

"OH, thank you. I was looking for it." Jon said.

"You're leaving today?"

"Yeah." Jon said moody. "I need to go back and show them who is… you know… and…" Jon couldn't finish his sentence, as he suddenly spotted his truck coming around the corner and approaching them. "…gosh I can't believe it…"

"What?" Jay asked confused.

"My dad is coming! And that in my truck!" Jon moaned.

With his supervision he zoomed in, to see his father approaching. He was alone. With his own supervision, Clark was able to see that Jon was happily talking to the two other teenagers in front of the house until he realized that he was coming. Jon's mood changed rapidly. But Clark already expected it.

Clark could feel the glares of the three boys when he stopped with the truck in front of the house. Jon was moody, Jay marveled at the truck and Timmy, who knew that Clark is Superman, tried to not to freak out like an excited fanboy. He was on Jonathan's side and wouldn't make a scene, knowing Jon would be more embarrassed than he already was. And Clark couldn't drop the bomb that he knew that Timmy knows. Or Jonathan would realize that Clark spied on him.

Clark smiled innocently while he tried to find the parking-gear (he was so much used to a manual transmission that he forgot how to drive with automatic). Before he came, he read the manual but he used his typical Clark-Kent-clumsiness to need a second to find the knob (he was used to a lever) for the parking-break. After that he left to approach his son.

"Hello, Jonathan! How are you?"

Clark wanted to approach and hug his son. But Jon only crossed his arms and looked on him madly. Clark stopped and just bowed slightly to show his respect before he turned to Timmy and Jay to greet them, too.

"Timmy, nice to meet you again!" Clark said and offered his hand for a handshake.

Timmy's face turned deeply red. Clark could hear the boy's heartrate increasing rapidly and the blood in his veins start to move faster than it should be while he looked on Clark and tried to suppress so many things. Timmy knew that it was Superman who he is shaking hands with, right now! And he wanted to scream in excitement.

"H… H… H… o!" Timmy tried to say a calm 'Hello' but his voice failed.

"Ehm… Thank you that Jon could stay with you for the week! I really appreciate! And once again, I am very very sorry for what happened to you at our farm! Those guys and the coach will all get punished."

Timmy continued suppressing a loud scream and just nodded silently while his face turned even redder.

"Aww… you are still mad on me! I do not blame you!" Clark said before turning to Jay. "Hello, ehm…"

"Jay Nakamura!" Jay introduced himself while he and Clark shacked hands.

"Ah, right… The boy from 'The Truth'. Thanks for spreading it. The people in our town honestly needed that kind of news to realize things."

Jon was surprised to hear that. He expected his father to scold them for damaging the image of his beloved and precious Smallville. A second later Timmy's parents came out of the house.

"Kent!" Mr. Tanner said a bit harshly.

"Randy, Hellen… nice to meet you again!" Clark said.

"Yeah… Clark… would you come in for a moment, please. There is something we need to talk to you about!" Mr. Tanner said and Clark just obeyed and followed them inside.

"Timmy, are you all right?" Jay asked when seeing Timmy's face.

Knowing that his friend wanted to shriek in excitement that Superman just shacked his hand, Jon asked him to 'get something from the garage'. There Timmy would be able to freak out without catching too much attention. Timmy was on Jonathan's side, but for him Superman was still a symbol of everything good. Separating those two personas made it easier for him to handle.

"And you? When do you come back to Metropolis?" Jay asked when they were alone.

"I hope as soon as possible." Jon answered. "Metropolis is my home-city. And Smallville… let's say that I wouldn't miss it if it blows up…"

Inside the house meanwhile, Clark was led to the dining table and ordered to take a seat. Jon, who came in to get his stuff remained hidden to eavesdrop on the adults. Thinking what his father can, he can do, too.

Jon was able to see from his spot that his father took a seat at the dining-table and that Timmy's parents looked on his father reproachful and partly angrily.

"Clark… we don't want to accuse you of anything. Your son said it was an accident and we believe him. But what was definitely not an accident, was the fact that someone tried to kidnap our son to beat him fueled with X-K." Mr. Tanner said, very close from bursting out in tears. "I… I don't want to imagine what could have happened if that woman hadn't been there to call the police. And… we don't care that this is your hometown, or how much you praise it as a wonderful place. Jonathan has told us how you think about the place. And no matter what, we will not pull back the charges. We throw the book on them!"

"I don't expect you to pull back the charges! And I won't ask for it! I… ehm… Jonathan, has a rough time behind him. I wanted my sons to have the same quiet and happy youth I had. I realized too late that the town I used to grow up in, isn't actually anymore. So… don't pull back the charges. I wouldn't do that, too!" Clark explained.

"We could have lost him!" now Mrs. Tanner said. She didn't hold back her own tears. "It is a horrific thought that our son could be … aww… how would you feel if Jonathan was home alone and got kidnapped just to get beaten up for something, someone else did?"

"I have nightmares!" Clark confessed. "Every time I close my eyes I see him there, alone and scared and left behind. I… I am scared okay! He means so much to us. And just thinking about that he could be…"

Clark was not able to finish that sentence. Because he was overwhelmed by his own emotions. He almost killed him. Not only by knocking him out, but also because he neglected him. The Tanner's watched Clark cautiously and Jon realized that his father seemed indeed to be able to put off his pink glasses about Smallville.

"…listen, I understand that you are mad. And I and Lois we will do everything to support you and Timmy during the trial and with everything. And I also, want to thank you! Jonathan really needed a break and we are so grateful that you took him for the week. And Timmy… I know everything seems to bother him pretty much…"

"Bother him? The boy is totally traumatized!" Mrs. Tanner cried. "I can hear him crying every night in his room! He acts weird… and whatever happened to him must be so terrible that it changed him. The poster is gone!"

"The poster?!" her husband realized shocked.

"Which one?" Clark asked.

"There is a big life size poster of Superman hanging in his room, ever since he is four!" Mrs. Tanner told. Clark, as usual was unimpressed, Jon just shrugged because he realized that Timmy put it off only because of him. "And it is gone! Nobody was ever allowed to touch it. It is his sanctuary! And suddenly it is gone?! So what ever happened, our son got a shock for life. So big that it even let him loose his faith on Superman…"

Jon felt bad about that again. He knew, Timmy could be dead, if they hadn't been stopped. If the woman from the child-protection hadn't been at their place, they wouldn't even had realized that they kidnapped the wrong guy and beaten Timmy up to death. Latter came back, after freaking out in the garage and joined Jay in examining Jon's truck. Jon, now knowing that his father was more on his side than he thought, joined his friends outside and showed them the truck.

While presenting Timmy and Jay his 'present from a distant uncle' (only Timmy knew that it was Uncle Tal, a.k.a. Morgan Edge) he mentioned that the truck was washed. He also mentioned that only six miles were added on the odometer. And that the fuel level was as low as before. The tank was pretty empty when the truck got delivered. And it hadn't been moved since his parents hid the trucks in the barn from the curious glares of others. But Jon used every free moment to care and to tend his new truck.

It was obvious: His father flew his truck to a safe place, landed, and then drove the short distance to Timmy's house to keep the 'new car scent' Jonathan loved so much.

With his brand new x-ray-vision (Jon began to love it) he checked his truck for any hidden surprises or other things, his father might try to buy his love. But luckily he saw nothing that was worth to start a fight about or what could be counted as an ridiculous attempt to start a conversation.

When Jonathan turned around, his x-ray-vision still active, something was odd…

He saw Timmy's bones again. A walking skeleton. But Jay looked weird. He saw only glimpses of his bones and Jay was way more translucent than Timmy was. Jon closed his eyes, shacked his head and rubbed his eyes. Maybe he does not have as much control over it than he thought.

When Jay got a call and was distracted, Timmy went closer to Jon.

"Will you tell him about… you know?"

"I already said, I won't!" Jon hissed annoyed.

"I mean about me! And that I know about the thing!"

"Oh… Don't worry! He kept his secret from me for fourteen years… So, I am free to keep this for me until we turn 30!" Jon said before he saw his father leaving the house and approaching him.

Jon put on his annoyed face again and gave his father a stern look. Not willing to make a scene in front of the Tanners and Jay but willing to not to start another senseless fight. Clark said goodbye to the Tanners and helped Jon to lift load his suitcase into the truck. Jon said goodbye to his friends and went with his father into the car.

"Wrong side, Jonathan!" Clark said, handing his son, who wanted to enter on the passenger side, the keys. "You drive!"

"What?" Jon said without believing it.

"It's your truck, you need practice, and I promised you to give you driving lessons a long time before. It is more than overdue."

Jon was really about to drive his truck. For real this time and not only in his dreams. Carefully he took the keys and went to the other side. A careful smile appearing on his face. But he stopped it immediately. His heart said forgive him. But his head said no, it's too early to. And Jon trusted his head more than his heart today.

And so they left. Jon had this weird feeling. As if a part of him was going to vanish. Metropolis is his city. Here he was born and raised. In Smallville, everything what he had to except was hate and rejection. But he will not hide. He will fight back! Timmy approached him again.

"Alles Gute! Wir bleiben in Kontakt!" Timmy whispered in German. (All the best! We stay in touch!)

"Vielen Dank! Ich melde mich, wenn was passiert!" Jon responds also in German. (Thank you very much! I will contact you if something happens!)

Jon knew, it was useless to whisper. Not only his father had super hearing, but German was also only one of many languages his father spoke. But he was distracted by Timmy's parents and their angry demands to get the Smallville Crows punished.

"Timmy… Timmy, I am… once again… very very… very very sorry for what happened! And… if there is something bothering you… about… the incident, or… the thing…"

"Aww… I think I can handle it."

The way his friend said this sentence, was obviously beautified and Timmy tried to hide that he was really traumatized. Suddenly Jon was able to hear Timmy's heart beating faster. And his ears start to itch. Annoyed about that itching, Jon rubbed his ear and shake his head.

"Send me the bill for the psychologist you need!"

"I may join your sessions. You need them more than I!" Timmy said and after a final goodbye, Jon finally turned the keys of his truck. Feeling for the first time his truck's motor starting smoothly. This was nothing compared to his father's truck. It purr like a panther. Smoothly, the truck start to move and so they left…

As soon as they left Timmy's road and reached the main-street, an awkward silence filled the truck…

Jon didn't dare to listen to his father's 'instructions' and just did what Timmy taught him while they left the suburb and reached the bigger road that led directly to the freeway. And Clark was impressed by his son's good driving skills.

"You drive like a pro."

"Hmmph…"

"No, seriously! You drive very good."

"I drove with Timmy as much as possible." Jon said numb.

"I see it… really… you will be able to go to the test, soon." Clark said encouragingly.

"Hmmph…"

There was silence again. Clark tried to give instructions again but every time, Jon was faster and did what his father tried to say before he was even able to say it. Just a few minutes later, they entered the freeway and were on the direct way out of the city now.

"And… Had a nice week?"

"Yes!"

"Did you have fun?"

"Hmm…"

"You did something else than just driving-lessons?"

"I met with friends!"

Jon's answers were numb, short, and so unlike Jon.

Clark was well aware of the fact that his son was mad on him. He was not the easy handleably, never troublemaking, always yes-saying teenager, they were all so much used to. This was a traumatized, left behind boy, who felt unloved and forgotten and like someone who got switched at birth.

A boy who feared that Clark will only love him for his powers, that sooner or later will show up. And he couldn't expect that the powers will solve all their problems. A boy who didn't want powers, after the whole X-K mess, meeting Jon-El, and seeing firsthand how many bad things can come with those powers. A boy who got told by a dead evil Kryptonian that he is a failure and a shame for the Kryptonian race and who felt like a failure himself. And who witnessed what those powers can do to hurt others.

"And you? How are you?" Clark continued carefully.

"Fine!" Jon said with a shrug.

"Better? Does it… still hurt?" Clark asked making a gesture to show that he was talking about his head.

"Better!"

"That's good to hear!" Clark said and looked ahead again. "You drive so good! With automatic it is easier than with a manual transmission, right?"

"Yes!"

"Jonathan… ehm… as soon as we are home… I know you don't like it… but we need to talk about the photo that went viral."

"Yeah, sure… Jordan's public reveal was not planned to be like this, right!"

"This has nothing to do with your brother!" Clark said.

He and Lois talked about it. They knew, sooner or later it could happen that someone mentions the second Kryptonian flying around. And Clark knew that Jordan sooner or later will be part of bigger things, too and join him in the superhero business. And Clark was so flattered by the thought that Jordan puts on his own suit one day and fly side by side with him as Superboy. But what about Jonathan?

Jonathan was the one with the big heart and the one who selflessly jumps in to protect others. When he lost his memories, he was so proudly wearing his father's old suit and Clark already start to dream about flying with Jonathan around the world, too. Jonathan was so long pushed aside, that Clark was not surprised how ashamed and uncomfortable Jon felt about wearing a suit and flying with him.

"Jordan doesn't like capes! You need to explain the people that the suit will change!" Jon said nonchalant.

"As I said, this has nothing to do with your brother! And we discuss that all together. You got pulled into this and so, you will have the last word…"

Jon was about to say something condescending, before suddenly a loud beep sound up. The fuel level was on reserve…

"I need to refuel!" Jon said.

"Oh, I didn't refuel on purpose. I thought I could use the chance to show you how to refuel…"

"I know how to refuel!" Jon said bored while he already left the freeway to enter a rest area with a gas station. "I paid the gas for Timmy's car."

"Sure!" Clark murmured while watching his son maneuvering the car skillfully over the rest-area and into the gas station. "Now that we talk about Timmy, he made such a fearful expression before. Is everything all right with him?"

Jon left to get some gas without answering. Clark left the car, too and tried to keep on with the conversation. Of course, he hoped that Jon will tell him about Timmy and that he shared the family-secret with him on his own… knowing that he won't punish him for it.

"Jonathan, I want you to know that eighter I, nor your mother, nor your brother or anyone else is blaming you for anything. The photo on Instagram was because of my own clumsiness." Clark began. Jon only rolled his eyes and tried to focus on something else while his father continued. "I was… honestly very very flattered by our flight and I was just happy that you were so happy…"

Jon wanted to ignore it. It was still so embarrassing for him. So, he tried to ignore his father and instead focused on other people… suddenly he saw that man…

A man, wearing all black, walking across the gas station at the other side of the freeway. He was suspicious. Jon focused his view and zoomed in on him, just to see that he had a gun hidden in the pocket of his hoodie…

"…and we only want you to be happy and that you know that we love you unconditionally…" Clark continued.

"Dad, the man there has a gun!"

"I… oh, is this a test! I know I always use to vanish and go away on rescues. Especially when we try to have a talk…"

"DAD! The man there wants to rob the gas station on the other side!" now Jonathan was mad. "I thought you want to listen to me better?"

Clark turned around to see the man, his son was talking about. Suddenly he saw him pulling a ski-mask over his head and pulling the gun out of his pocket.

"Oh, no…" Clark said. This was the worst timing ever.

"Go! I get the gas as long as you are gone!" Jon moaned and shoed his father away, so he could change into his suit and stop the robbery.

Clark ran away to go to an area without security cameras to change and to speed to the other gas station. Jon, who hoped that his father didn't mention that Jon had used supervision to see it, watched it from safe distance.

It were scenes like this, that always impressed him in the past. Superman in all his glory appearing to safe the day. Bullets that bounce off his chest like nothing. Everything went so fast but suddenly everything seemed to be in time-lapse…

Normally he only saw a blur. But now he was able to see every single movement of his father. Every bullet that bounced off his chest and everyone else moved not, or at least so slow that it looked like they pose for a picture. Jon had no clue what just happened or how he did that but he just continued watching his father unarming the criminal, using the man's own hoodie to tie up his hands behind his back and locking him up in a broom closet. The around 10 people in the shop start to cheer and applauded. Jon saw his father asking if everyone is okay, before he start to move and then he was a blur again… the world around him turned back to normal speed.

Jon almost stumbled and rubbed his eyes again. Ignoring it as good as possible while his father changed back to his civilian attire and walked back to him.

"Oh, that was a close one. The robber wanted to shot the clerk. Good that you saw it!"

"Hmmpf…"

"Seriously, you just saved a life. How… how did you see it?"

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