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Lois' POV
Chapter Three: The Answer
"Here's your previous research that you wanted Lois." Richard handed me a folder that was labelled "Superman".
"Thanks." I gave Richard a peck on the cheek and sat back down, not realizing that Clark was clenching his fist until his knuckles turned white.
"Right...here we go. Chief taught me a long time ago to base someone's physical facts on someone else so...in this case...that "someone else" would be you." I motioned for Clark to stand up.
Clark reluctantly got out of his chair and spread his arms out. "Take off your glasses. This needs to be accurate and Superman doesn't wear glasses."
"He doesn't need to. He could see through anything." Clark added. He slowly took of his glasses but at the last second, threw them back on.
"Clark!" I exclaimed. "Just do it! It's no big deal!"
He shook his head. "Just...just forget perfection now, let's do height and weight."
I shrugged. "Your loss."
But I never knew it was actually mine.
"Richard. Do you think it's pure coincidence that Clark is as tall and as heavy as Superman?" I asked quietly on the car trip back home.
Richard looked at me. "Maybe. Clark doesn't seem like Superman. I mean, Superman's not fidgeting like this all the time." He started to perform a funny but accurate impression of Clark.
I laughed merrily. "Richard."
"Sorry! Couldn't help it!" He smiled and squeezed my hand.
I was glad that last night's "argument" was over. We were back to normal.
"I just think that their might be some connection between Clark and Superman. Maybe...maybe they're brothers?" I wondered out loud.
Richard gave me a look. "Brothers? Seriously, you think they're brothers?" There was a hint of a laugh in his voice.
"Anything is possible. Clark was acting totally strange today. Like, he winced whenever I referred to Superman. Maybe he just hates him. I don't blame him. I hated Superman." I concluded.
"You hated him. Unless I'm mistaken, that's past tense...so you really like him now, don't you?" Richard bit his lip uncomfortably.
"Richard. How many times-"
"I know, I know. Just, if you want, you're welcome to talk to Superman as long as you want. I'll never be jealous."ButI knewhe had instantly regretted those words.
When I tucked Jason in for bed, he insisted on a story.
"How about the Three Little Pigs?" I asked my son.
He shook his head. "You read that a bunch of times already."
"Um...Cinderella?"
"Eww! That's for girls! Tell me a story...about...about Superman!" Jason's eyes glistened with excitement.
I squirmed. He really does like him.
"Okay..." I began slowly.
"There was a man who everyone loved. He could go around the world in less than a few seconds. He could hear anything, see anything, and the one thing he couldn't stand was kryptonite. He wore a blue suit and red boots with a red "S". Mommy liked him too. So one day, Mommy got into trouble and Superman came to the rescue and he picked Mommy up and said, 'Are you alright?' and then from that day on, Mommy...Mommy fell in love." I wanted to add more to the story but the tears stopped me.
"Mommy, why are you crying?" Jason asked. He got up and held my hand.
Why amI crying? Because I made a terrible mistake five years ago.
"Mommy's just tired. I'm sorry Jason." I ruffled his hair. He nodded, like he understood everything.
"Then Mommy should go to bed. I'll let Superman take over the story."
I looked at Jason. "Superman?"
"Superman." a firm voice behind me whispered.
I jumped up and spun around.
"What the...why are you here?"
"Am I not allowed to take a break from saving theworld to talk to my so-?" Superman stopped. "My superhero?" he quickly said.
I smiled weakly. When Superman told Jason a story that was enough to send him into a deep sleep, he stood up and walked towards me.
"Care for another walk?"
I automatically kicked off my shoes and held him tight as we hovered over Metropolis.
"Clark and I are researching you. The Daily Planet is creating a lasting profile about you so we'll never forget you." I said after a moment's silence.
"Research? Like to find out my identity? That's not valid in the superhero book." Superman looked nervous.
"It's valid in Perry White's book. I just wanted to tell you...I need to know who you are for Jason."
Superman looked away. All of sudden, he pulled me towards him and we were embraced in a hug.
"You'll find out...when you fall in love again." he whispered into my ear.
I pulled away. "What?"
Superman nodded and landed me back in Jason's room.
"Just take these words into consideration. But when you fall in love, you'll want to get out of it but you can't."
My brain had instantly become fuzzy. I had no idea what he was talking about.
"Wait-" I called out.
But he was gone.
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