Chapter 2
He wanted to hate him. He wanted to loathe him with every fiber of his being. Superman sat still on the couch beside Lois while she explained to Richard the truth, and he watched the man, wanting desperately to take pleasure, revenge, in the look of pain as he listened. There had been times when he had wanted to kill Lex Luthor, but he had first heard things, he had wanted Richard White to never exist. He wanted to hate this man so badly, and yet he...couldn't. Lois finished her tale, Richard's face twisted in bewilderment and pain. His mouth worked a few times before the words came.
"I always knew that...the dates didn't quite match up, but this...," Clark's eyes studied the man as he buried his face in his hands and rubbed his eyes. Several deep breaths and he continued," Can I...can I ask if it was a...one-time thing, or-"
"We were together for over a year." he tried, tried to put gloating, triumph in the words, but nothing would come- why, why couldn't he hate this man? Richard nodded numbly, the resigned acceptance clear in his eyes.
"I suppose that you'll want to be together." No response was necessary. He opened his mouth once more, and Clark did everything he could to stamp out the tendrils of pity.
"I'll understand if you want me to stay away from Jason." The damn broke, the words tumbling out of Kal-El's mouth as he remembered Lois' words the night before and knew why he didn't hate this man.
"No! You can still see him. You...you were there for them, when I wasn't. I can never repay you for that." Richard nodded slowly, a little of the despair leaving. Clark studied him for a moment, and spoke again.
"Since you're going to be part of Jason's life, there's something I need to show you." Lois grabbed his arm.
"Are you sure?"
"He needs to know, Lois. He deserves to." Idly wondering if this was going to become a ritual, he reached into his boot, and put on his glasses. Richard's mouth dropped, eyes wide as more of the impossible turned out to be fact.
"Holy shit." Clark frowned behind the frames- surprise was to be expected, but did he have to be so utterly flabbergasted?
Kal-El watched his son look nervously around the room, at the serious faces of the three adults sitting on the couch. Again it was Lois' job to explain.
"Jason, honey, do you remember what I told you about mommies and daddies?" The boy nodded and smiled, the man in the red cape melting a little inside at just how much those blue eyes were like his.
"Uh-huh. When a man and woman fall in love, they make a child, like you and daddy." All of adults smiled at how completely simple everything was to the boy.
"Well, you see, Jason, before me and your daddy got together, Superman and I were in love. We loved each other so much, that we made you."
"So Superman is my daddy?" the boy asked with a frown.
"We're both your daddy." Richard said quickly, and Clark wasn't sure if it were for Jason's sake or his own.
"So I have two daddies?" They all nodded. Jason's face lit up, his grin wide and Kal-El thought for a moment he was going to say swell.
"Cool!"
