Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters except Lacey, and believe me, she wishes I didn't. Everyone else belongs to Warner Brothers, DC Comics and all sorts of people that are not little old me.

Three

Lacey spun around in her desk chair with a disgruntled sigh. Superman had come out of the hospital. Lex Luthor was found and arrested again. Lois was making eyes at her fiancé Richard. Little Jason was playing and possibly breaking a stapler at his mom's desk. Clark was sitting at his own desk and looking a little lost. Actually, he just looked like.. Clark. Not that there was much of a difference in Lacey's mind.

Lacey didn't understand why she was still here. She'd been living this force fed life in Metropolis for too long. It was different than the other situations she'd been in. No hints, no clues, no other Mary-Sues she could happily stab with an envelope opener. She was also going insane. That was what she liked telling herself anyway.

The clock struck four and Lacey exhaled in relief. "Break time." She said and jumped out of her seat. She grabbed her jacket and breezed by other workers as she headed for the elevators. She muttered to herself as she slid her jacket on. "With any luck the roof will be empty and I can throw myself over edge."

A few minutes later, Lacey was peering over the edge of the roof and trying not to let her mind spin. She hated, no. Wait. She loathed, heights. Fear. Falling. But here she was, willingly staring over the ledge.

It was a long way down. "I wonder how long it would take for me to actually hit the pavement..."

"That would imply that I'd let you fall."

Lacey spun around and found herself face to face with Superman. Yeah, she had teased Clark ever since the first day she met him. Mocked him. Laughed when he did something clumsy. But she'd never actually met him in the suit. Not in person. She also knew her mouth was hanging open and she knew her eyes were wide from the surprise. (She would never admit there was a bit of awe involved as well.)

And he had the gall to smirk at her as if he knew something she didn't.

I so don't think so, Lacey thought. We aren't going to go there, farmboy. She closed her mouth and straightened her posture. "I wasn't implying anything. I was just making a mental note for the future."

One of his eyebrows arched at her. "Your future involves falling from the roof?"

"Not falling. Jumping." She said coolly. "One day, I plan to fill all my pockets with candy and then I'll jump. That way, when I hit the pavement, there will be special candy prizes for those brave enough not to scream in horror at the blood and gore. I have to think of others."

"You do know that I can usually tell when a person lies, don't you?"

"Ok, so I wasn't thinking of others. I was thinking about how if I'm going to die, I want to make it memorable."

The two stared at each other again.

"You're a very strange woman."

"I'm a woman who has no future." Lacey stated. His eyes widened slightly, because she seemed to honestly believe that.

He took a few cautious steps closer as if he expected her to turn and jump. "Why do you say that?"

"I keep getting fortune cookies without fortunes in them."

Once again, his blue eyes were wide. Lacey just stared blankly at him for a moment before she allowed a small smirk to quirk at the corners of her mouth.

As soon as she did, Superman laughed.