Long Shot

By Goodbye Caroline

Disclaimer: I do not own Superman or anything involving Superman in any way, shape or form. I do not really want to own Superman. Personally, I feel that I would be a horrible owner. I'd forget to feed him from time to time, I don't think I'd have time to walk him, and he would probably make an "accident" on the floor. It would not be a pretty sight.

Author's Note: This chapter's a little on the short side, but it's worth a read. Also thanks to those who reviewed, your suggestions were taken into serious consideration. I tried really hard to keep my grammar in line. It's hard without the "Grammar Hammer" as my English teacher anymore. Questions? Comments? Angry protest? Tell me about it. And once again, Enjoy.

--Chapter Two—

One whole day had gone by and neither of the two companions had said a word to each other. The two had made a makeshift shelter out of their broken down helicopter, where she was at the moment. She was lying peacefully in the so-called bed they'd made for them to sleep in. It was almost nightfall and the sky was painted with lovely shades of purple and orange.

She never asked what he did with the dog, or where he buried it. Most of the animal was already digested and she figured that's all that mattered anyway. She was pulled from her idle thoughts by a knocking sound.

He peered his head and asked, "Are you hungry?"

She nodded. He held his hand out for her, which she took, and led her out of the vehicle.

"What is it Lex?" She asked, confused.

He led her over to the fire and handed her a plate of various plants and berries. She turned to him with a raised eyebrow.

"Dinner. If my memory serves me right, they're quite edible. I read a book once about plants and wildlife in the tropics."

She shook her head and put a berry in her mouth. "Of course, another answer from a book. Lex, you read too much."

He chuckled, "You see being well-read as a bad thing, when in reality Kitty, I'm saving your life with my vast knowledge of plant life."

Disgusted, she spit out a dark green leaf into the sand, "Vast knowledge?"

"I didn't say they'd be delicious."

She hung her head in disappointment and ate another berry. "I want a coconut."

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It got very cold at night. Even with the various garments draped over her, Kitty could not help but shiver. Her incessant chattering combined with the metal walls of the helicopter made a loud noise, which was getting increasingly irritating to her partner.

"Will you stop that!" He whispered harshly.

"I c-can't help it. I'm c-cold!" She said through chattering teeth.

He grunted, showing his annoyance, and wrapped his arms tightly around her, pulling her closer to him. With the increased body heat, she began to feel normal again. She sighed, relieved and exhausted.

Moments passed, she could feel sleep beginning its decent.

"Kitty, you're the only woman who could ever love me." He whispered and kissed her on the back of the neck.

She closed her eyes, "I don't love you Lex."

He laughed very faintly. Her mind began to race; she had to ask, "Do you love me?"

She could not hear his reply. To her it sounded like something unintelligible, along the lines of "Hmmph " He was probably asleep, but she felt something move on the back of her neck. He was smiling.

TBC