Disclaimer:  I do not own any part of Smallville or the Justice League.  I am just borrowing the characters for a bit of amusement.  So, please don't sue because I have nothing you want.  Oh yeah, "speech" and 'thoughts'.

Author's Notes:  Thank you for all the reviews, and I hope that you have as much fun reading this story as I do writing it.

Saving Superman

            Clark Kent was a person who had seen a lot of things in his life, but this had to take the cake, finding two beautiful women sleeping in his loft.  "Umm…ma'am what are you doing in my barn?"

            Visibly frustrated that she is left with the unpleasant task of explaining her appearance to the nervous youth, Shayera wanted to kill Diana for fainting and leaving her in this situation.  "Well, kid it's kinda like this…"

            "I am not a kid, "lady", I am old enough to know about trespassing laws."

            "Whoa…slow down ki…I mean, can't we talk about this?"

            "Fine, but make it quick, my parents won't be as generous as me."

            "Okay, okay…umm…let's see would you believe we are time travelers?"

            "Yeah, fine.  Let me just get my parents and you can go talk about "time traveling" with the police, I'm sure they won't mind."

            "Jeez, stingy aren't we?  Alright, alright we are just some travelers passing by during the night.  We needed a place to stay and this seemed the best option at the time.  Are you going to kick a bunch of women out?  Come on, at least let my companion wake up before throwing us in the slammer."

            "Fine, fine but you guys got to be gone before my parents wake up.  They won't take kindly to me having two beautiful women in my loft."  Blushing at the unintentional compliment Shayera took a minute to look over her reluctant host, 'Hmm…not bad, not bad, could use a fashion change but other than that nothing wrong with that.'

            Clark was amused by the woman standing before him, he couldn't remember a time when he had so much fun provoking someone.  'There is also the plus of her being one of the most beautiful creatures that was put on this earth.  I wonder if she has a boyfriend, lucky guy.'

            While Shayera was trying to bring Diana around Clark set about the task of what he would do when the other woman awakened.  'Hopefully, mom and dad don't wake up anytime soon.  But knowing them they should be up in a couple of hours.'  Shaking Diana was not doing it, so Shayera had to resort to more drastic measures.  *Slap*

            "Wha…what the hell are you doing Shayera?  Why did you slap me?"

            "Well, so the princess has awakened, well we got a problem so I needed your input on it."

            "What could be so important that you had to slap me?"

            "Well, we seem to be one step away from a nice stay in the local jail."  Rising rather quickly Diana spotted the cause of their problems and the love of her life.(Well maybe he would be if he was only a bit older.)  "Oh wow, it's him, it's really him."

            Bewildered by the reaction he was receiving from the woman Clark backed up a step closer to stairs.  "No, no don't leave, I'm sorry I didn't mean to scare you."  Surprised by the pain and sincerity lacing the woman's words Clark stopped altogether and faced the despairing woman.  "Is there something you needed miss?  You seem to be in a state of distress."  Clark was a gentleman at heart, of that there can be no doubt, anyways Clark walked toward Diana with a grin that could brighten up the darkest of nights.  With the amount of stress Diana had endured it was no surprise that she leapt into Clark's arms while crying like a woman possessed.  Astounded by the woman's gall Shayera could only stare slackjawed  as Diana caused the front of Clark's shirt to be stained with tears.  Feeling a little awkward but knowing that she needed comfort Clark wrapped his arms around the older woman.

            "I *sob* am sorry *sob*, I didn't mean *sob* to ruin your shirt."

            "It is quite alright miss, but maybe you should let go before I suffer suffocation from your vice-like grip."  Dropping her arms instantly from Clark, Diana dwelled on the fact that Clark was a teenager.  'My god, he is only in his teens, maybe early twenties at most.  But I can see how he will mature into the handsome man that lead us.'

            "Now that you both are awake, maybe you can tell me what is going on here?  I got a abridged version from her, but I want to know your side of the story miss."

            "Umm…let me first introduce myself I am Diana.  And this is my team…umm my friend Shayera."

            "Well it is nice to meet you Diana, Shayera.  But what are you doing in my loft?"

            "As I have already said, we are just simple travelers passing through town.  Nothing more."

            "Right, I will believe that when pigs fly.  Now out with it, what are you guys really doing here?  We don't get many visitors this far out in the country."

            Trying to think of a plausible story for their appearance in Clark's barn was not easy for a woman dedicated to truth, justice and the American way.  "Well, it kinda goes like this…"

            "Clark, are you there son?  Have you finished your chores yet?  Your mom and me are going to town for an hour to pick up a few things.  If you need something you know where we are, bye son."

            Saved by the proverbial bell, or in this case Dad, Diana quickly snatched Shayera and dragged her to a corner of the loft to discuss their little situation.  "What is it?  Aren't you going to give him an answer?"

            "Oh would you shut up and tell me what you told him?"

            "Well I just said we are travelers and needed a place to crash.  Sounds good don't it?"

            "Just great, very original, but what are we going to do now?  We should leave before he calls the police."

            "This is Clark were talking about he won't call the police, he is the law.  Now come on let's get to know him better."

            "Wait, damn it all."  Walking back to Clark both Diana and Shayera were nervous, "That your father?  He seems like a nice guy, a little around the protective side but alright."

            "Yeah, that's dad, but we are getting off topic Diana was going to explain why you guys are really here."

            "Umm.. we can't tell you that."

            "And why not?"

            "We can't tell you that either."

            "Alright if that is the case I will call the police and straighten out this matter with them."

            "I don't think so Clark, we know something about you."

            "What do you mean?"

            "Well, for starters you can run pretty fast when you want to right?"

            Starting to sweat Clark tried to divert the conversation away, "I have no idea what you are talking about, now why are you here?"

            "As I have already said I can't tell you, but I can say that you are pretty strong for your age."

            Believing Shayera was bluffing Clark upped the ante, "If you won't talk, I guess I will be on my way."

            "Oh, I don't think so Mr. Superspeed."

            "Wha…how did you know that?"

            "Come on is it so hard?  I mean you use it all the time right?"

            "Stop this, this isn't about me, it's about you guys trespassing!"

            "Yes, let us just leave Shayera, I don't want to impose on him."

            "Oh don't be such a worry wart Diana, Clark won't do a thing against us.  Isn't that right Clark?"

            Clark was getting to the point when his anger got the better of his judgment, Clark started to lose his cool.  "Stop this right now, I won't talk about this anymore!"

            Amazed by the level of ferocity  shown by the normally timid Kent, Shayera took an involuntary step back.  "Well, this is starting to get fun, isn't it Diana?"

AN:  Sorry about the abrupt stop, but I was never any good at finding a good cliffhanger.  Anyways, thanks for reading and remember to review the story.  It's just one click on that button in the bottom left hand corner of your screen.  Anyways, it's late and I am beat so Peace, I'm out.