AN: I know this is short but one of my friends come up with this idea for Jason and so I had to write it. The truth will come out eventually, so be patient, in the meant time read and review and let me know what you think.
Chapter 8: Jason's Guess and the End Result
In a small front yard, which faced a less traveled neighborhood street, a little girl with blond hair and brown eyes played in a plastic play house. Rebecca was serving tea to her dollies when she heard someone calling out to her, and when she looked out of one of the windows she saw Jason approaching. When she let him into her little house she was quick to shut the door because it was very cold outside, and even inside her playhouse it wasn't much better, but she loved playing there, even in the cold weather. "Jason, you don't have a coat on or anything," she said worried about her friend. She watched as he took a puff from his inhaler.
It took longer than he would have liked, but Jason finally did catch his breath. "Look," he said as he showed her the picture he had brought with him.
Rebecca took the frame in her small hands and saw Jason and Mr. Kent. "So, that's your other daddy," she said and saw Jason shaking his head. He was still wheezing and she made him sit down on a kid sized plastic chair.
Jason shut his eyes and drew in a breath of air, and let it out and did the same thing two more times until his lungs finally stopped burning. "He and Superman look just alike, only my daddy wears glasses and Superman does not." Jason waited for her to take that under consideration.
Rebecca tried to think of what Superman looked like, and then she saw what he meant. "Maybe they are related," she said just as her mother called out to her, wanting to know if Jason was there inside of her playhouse. Rebecca saw Jason shaking his head, and knew she would get a spanking for lying, but told her mom that she had not seen him.
What she said made lots of sense to him now, but now Jason had to figure out that relation. "Do you think maybe they are brothers?" he asked
"Maybe so, that means he is your uncle," she said, excited that they had figured it out without any help from an adult. Rebecca talked Jason into playing house with her, and he willingly did, but only if she agreed not to tell anyone else that he was doing that.
The argument with her father had ended with his leave, and Lois felt more defeated than she had in a while. She had watched as her mother went with him with, a look of helplessness in her eyes, and after they had gone, she realized Jason had likely heard the whole thing.
When she went to his room to check on him he wasn't there, and after a quick check inside the house as well as outside, Lois realized he was gone. She phoned the Davies first but was informed her son was not there. She tried two other friends of Jason's that he could get to by walking, and when she hung up with the last person she shut her eyes. After taking a few deep breaths she reached for the phone and dialed Clark's number but only got his machine, and had a guess that his other job was taking up his time. Putting the phone down, Lois walked over to the TV in her room, and turned it on finding live footage of Superman getting people out of a burning resort in Vegas. Once she had confirmed what she already knew, Lois turned the TV back off, and after getting her jacket, she grabbed the keys of her new car, and headed out to try and find her wayward son.
The fun part about Rebecca's house was that it had a huge wooded area in back, and despite being very cold, Jason had talked her into going to their favorite hide out. Nearly a mile into the thickly overgrown area, the two children got on their hands and knees and crawled through a thick set of brush into a hollowed out area, they had found. It was considerably warmer do to the surrounding foliage, and Jason didn't feel so much like a Popsicle anymore.
"Jason, if Superman is your uncle, maybe that is why he saved you from that ship," Rebecca said still interested in what her friend had said.
Remembering what his daddy told him about talking of Superman, Jason quickly changed the subject and the two children began to tell jokes to one another. They laughed so much, that Jason had to use his inhaler again, just to catch his breath.
After driving around for nearly a half hour, Lois arrived back at the house hoping to find Jason in his room, but his room and the house were just as empty as she had left it. Lois had talked with Mrs. Davies briefly but then her phone began ringing so Lois headed back to her car and drove around some more, calling out to him as she went.
When she got home she sat down in the Living room blaming herself for letting the argument with her father turn into a yelling match. As she tried to think about where Jason could be, Lois bit her fingernails, and as she was about to go try Clark again, she heard a familiar swoosh. Lois got up from the sofa and ran outside finding Superman near the edge of the water. "Jason's gone, my father and I had a fight and I can't find him," she said as her hands began to shake.
First Superman gathered Lois in his arms and held her until she calmed down, and then he used his super hearing. At first he heard everything, but then as he trained his ears to focus on Jason, he finally heard him wheezing and laughing. "I hear him," he said as they parted.
"I need to calm down, bring him back," she said gently and watched as he took off.
Rebecca watched as Jason caught a small lizard and made a face as he tried to show her. "Keep it away, that's disgusting," she said hardly believing that he would touch it. She watched as he put it back under the rock in their little fort, and when it was gone she tried to figure out what else they could do. "Maybe we can go further into the woods," she suggested as Jason took another puff out of his inhaler.
"I think I should go home now," he said wondering if the General was still there, or if he had gone already. As they crawled out of the brush and got to their feet, both of them heard Jason's dad calling for him.
Knowing that Superman couldn't always be the one to save Jason, he had changed back into Clark Kent when he landed just inside the woods. He heard the children talking, and had heard Jason talking about going home and called out to them. A moment later they were in site and when Clark saw that Jason only had on a thin long sleeved shirt, he picked up the pace and when he got to him he took of his jacket and put it around his son. "Jason tell Rebecca goodbye," he said trying to sound firm.
Hearing that tone in his dad's voice, Jason knew he was in trouble and waved goodbye as they got out of the woods. Rebecca's mother was waiting for her, and Jason knew she would be in more trouble than he would. Once they were on the side of the road walking back to the house, Jason stopped and got his puffer. He knew he wasn't allowed to use it so much but it was hard to breathe.
Clark looked at his son as he took a puff from his inhaler and without a word he knelt down. "Do you want me to carry you?" he asked and when Jason nodded his head, Clark gathered him in his arms and then stood up. "You know you really had your mom worried," he said as he walked at his normal pace.
"I didn't mean too, she and the General were yelling at one another and I needed to tell Rebecca about something," he said as he sniffed. He rested his left cheek against his dad's shoulder feeling much warmer than he had, and then he remembered about the picture. "Daddy I think I know a secret," he said as he lifted his head to look at Clark.
"What secret is that?" he asked, as a car passed by them.
Jason wondered if his daddy would get mad at him for telling, but he needed to know. "You and Superman are brothers," he said looking at his father's face. When they came to a stop, Jason looked over his dad's shoulder sure he was going to get in trouble now.
Not prepared for his son's words, Clark had to stop and try and think of something fast. At least Jason hadn't guessed about Superman in the right manor, but the fact that he had come up with this, had him already on the worry. "I think it might be a good idea if we talk about this with your mom around," he finally said as he began walking toward the house. The rest of the walk was silent, and by the time the house was within sight Jason had fallen asleep.
After putting Jason down in his bed, Clark took Lois by the hand and led her downstairs to the living room. He sat down and she followed, and when she was looking at him, Clark told her about Jason's revelation. "He believes that Superman and I are brothers," Clark said and when she started to laugh he managed a smile.
Lois hadn't meant to laugh at him, but after all she had gone through over the past few hours somehow that just struck her as very funny. "Now why couldn't I have come up with that," she said, and then laughed harder.
Seeing her happy, even though the topic of Jason's guess needed to be addressed, made Clark feel more at ease. Patiently he waited and eventually she did manage to pull it together. "So what do we do now," he asked, not certain of how to address this.
Lois too realized this needed to be addressed, and thought about the truth. "Do you think he needs to know the truth, it might help him if he starts showing more of your abilities," she said serious now.
Clark looked out the window at the choppy water, and then he looked back at Lois. "My fear is that he will tell the other children in his class, he has already told them about the Gertrude and how I saved you."
"If we tell him how important it is to keep it a secret he will. I know he is young Clark, but he has always been perceptive, much more than any other child in his class, and I don't think we should add anymore lies to the list," she said, and then she smiled. "Of Coarse Uncle Superman has a nice ring to it," she said and laughed as for the first time Clark grabbed her and began to tickle her.
As Clark Kent, he never would have thought of tickling her or teasing her, but while her memory was still coming back to her, Superman had never forgotten what they once had, even the silly moments like now.
In a quick moment, Lois found herself in his arms, and when he stopped tickling her she saw desire in his eyes. She was lying across his lap with her head cradled in the crook of his left arm, and when his head began to lower, she felt her heart race as it did every time they got like this.
Just as their lips were about to touch, both of them heard Jason gasp, a moment before he ran back up the stairs, and their moment of passion was gone with the blink of an eye.
Lois sat up, and then stood up, and stayed where she was as Clark stood up behind her and gathered her into his arms so that her back was pressed up against his chest. This touch was more for support than anything else, and for once she didn't feel guilty about what was happening. "I need to go talk to him, I guess we both need to," she said as he let her go. She turned to face him and suddenly she wished she was back in his arms. "Okay," she said trying to clear her head. She took his hand and together they went to talk to Jason.
The only person who had ever kissed his mommy was his daddy, and now Jason was lying on his bed hugging his pillow as tears made their way down his cheeks. He liked his new daddy, but didn't like what he had seen, and as he heard the door open he swiped the tears away, but remained turned away from his mommy and daddy.
"Jason," Lois said as she sat down on the edge of the bed. She leaned over him hugging him and heard a watery sniff. "Jason, I'm sorry I upset you," she said as she kissed the only cheek exposed to her.
"You, you aren't supposed to kiss him," Jason said, staying where he was.
How to explain things to Jason and make him understand was not going to be easy, and there were times when Lois even felt confused, but she knew right now Jason needed some assurances. "I know that you miss your daddy, but he and I both talked about this, and his going away is what is best for all of us," Lois said, knowing that in her heart they had truly made the right choice.
As Lois tried to talk to Jason, Clark silently walked out of the room and listened. He felt like an intruder, and there were still times when he wondered if this was what was best for their son. Jason had been raised by Richard, and he had been the only father his son knew. Now Jason's and Lois's life were in a jumble and he knew he was the cause of it. It was times like these where he thought a memory wipe would be the best thing, but at the same time he had promised himself and even Lois that he would never do that again.
Lois tried to make Jason feel better, but in the end he ended up falling asleep, before she or Clark could tell him the rest of the truth. When she left his room she found Clark standing against the wall with his eyes shut. "I think maybe we should call it a day," she said wishing that her life made some sort of sense.
"I agree," he finally said as he opened his eyes to gaze upon her. He could see how this was upsetting her, and before he could react she put her arms around him resting her right cheek against his chest. Clark returned the embrace holding her closer to him, with his left hand gently pushing against her head, and his right arm hugging around her middle. "We'll figure this out," he finally said. He heard her sigh. "I think I might stop by tonight after you put him in bed and try telling him the truth," he said. They stayed in that position for long moments before they finally parted and Lois walked him to the door. She watched, or tried as he changed into his suit, and then in the blink of an eye he was gone.
A slight breeze against his left cheek woke Jason from his sleep, and when he opened his eyes he saw Superman kneeling by his bed. "Superman, are you and my daddy brothers?" asked Jason in all sincerity.
Superman reached out and placed his left hand against Jason's head. "No, but I came here tonight to talk about that," he said. He sat down on the edge of Jason's bed and in a quick moment his son was in his arms. "Jason, what I am going to tell you has to stay between you and I, and your mom," he said. When he felt Jason nod his head he began. "I look like Clark Kent because I am him," he said waiting to let Jason absorb this new bit of information.
Suddenly it made sense, and even though he had been hurt to see his mom kiss his other daddy, for some reason now it didn't hurt so much. "Why didn't you say that before?" he asked still resting his right cheek against Superman's chest.
"I wasn't sure if you were ready to keep that secret, it is a very big responsibility and very, very important."
"Can I talk to Rebecca, because she thought that you and daddy were brothers, and she will keep it a secret too," he said not realizing that this was something that he could only share with the man whose arms were around him, and his mom.
"No Jason, no one else can know, only the three of us," he said referring to Lois as well. Richard also knew but for now he was trying to keep it simple.
Jason thought about the Piano, and lifted his head to look up as his daddy. "Am I like you, because I hurt the bad man with the Piano," he said sadly. That had truly frightened him, and it still did.
"I think you are like me, but only when you are afraid." Superman tried to explain that and it appeared that Jason got a rough idea of what he was saying, but in the end he wasn't sure.
"Now, you have had a very long day, and I think it is time for you to go to sleep," he said as he stood up cradling Jason close to his chest a moment before he laid him back down in his bed. Superman pulled the covers over his small body and then knelt down.
"Daddy, if you want to you can kiss my mommy," Jason said as he yawned Jason reached out as his daddy hugged him and held on tight. "Do you have a mommy and a daddy?" the sleepy little boy asked.
As he pulled away from his son, Superman put his hand on Jason's chest, and as Jason had done a few times before, though now being awake, he hugged his hand, and waited to hear the answer to his question.
"A very long time ago before you were born, and before I even knew about earth, I lived on a different world called Krypton." Superman told Jason about his birth parents, and about their plight to try and convince the Council that Krypton was dying, and how no one would listen to them.
"Why didn't they listen?" Jason asked as he blinked his eyes. He was so very tired, but he wanted to know why.
"They loved their life, and they didn't think that after living in peace for so long, that anything could ever happen, but my parents knew differently, and even though they told the council that they would not leave Krypton, my father began to grow the crystals that were needed to make a ship for me." Jason's eyes had closed, and Superman waited but when he stopped Jason opened his eyes wanting to hear the rest.
"I was only a few weeks old when they put me in the ship and as I flew through space toward earth, the sun died, drawing in on itself before it exploded taking Krypton with it," This time Jason did not respond, and after gently pulling his hand away, Superman leaned in and kissed Jason's cheeks. He stood up and even as he heard a far away cry for help, he stayed where he was, and then he was gone, hoping that now life would be easier for his son and for the woman he loved.
"Is it ready?" asked Lex as he stood in his basement lab. He had gone through five of the top minds in Science and would go through a sixth if he had too. The Russian Scientist he had hired looked at him with a smile on his face and as Lex held out his hands a vile of bright green liquid was place in his hands. "You know the rest of my plan, Kitty has been able to obtain what was needed, and I want you to fill all of them with this," he said as he gave the vile back to the Scientist whose name was simply Karloff.
"It will be ready in a month, and it will do its job nicely." He said as he turned to get back to his lab work. He went to his microscope and looked through the lens seeing the effects of the green liquid on the sample which had been obtained through less than honest means. Once Karloff had been highly respected, but when his work was stolen from him he had lost all hope until they day a man came up to him on the street and offered him a huge sum of money to come and work for Lex Luther, and now once again he felt respected, and accomplished.