Chapter 3
It was strange how five years could pass so slowly, and yet the next six could seem a blink, a trick of the eye. It had only been a month after ending things with Richard before she and Clark became open about their relationship. The office had, of course, been completely shocked- how could Lois Lane choose Clark Kent? And then, when Jason began to hand around Clark's desk at all hours, they began to see: the same blue eyes, the dark hair, and the identical grins.
It had been another year before they married, and after that, they had settled into the routine of him saving the world on a daily basis and her covering for him while Jason was merely thrilled to have the Man of Steel as his father.
Six years. An eye blink. A heaven.
Lois tried to calm herself as she stood waiting with Clark and Richard in the living room of the home Richard had let them keep- an early wedding present, he said. Lois had known everything would be okay when she heard no bitterness in his voice. She heard the footsteps on the stairs, looking to the 11-year-old form of Jason trotting down and brushing his bangs out of his eyes. He had grown so much, and yet Lois still expected to see a little boy grabbing her leg to show her another picture to be stuck on the fridge. The boy reached the floor and stared at his three parents, quirking an eyebrow as he spoke.
"What's going on, and why are you all looking like you want to pinch my cheeks?" The mother grinned as Clark stepped forward, cape just off the carpet and somehow spoke with both grace and anxiety.
"Jason, you've known I was your father since you were little, but now we all think you're old enough to know the rest." The boy's eyebrow rose even further towards his bangs that had again fallen into his eyes. Clark took a deep breath, and then reached once more into his boot, retrieving a pair glasses Lois marveled were still in one piece. Pushing them up his nose, Kal-El looked back to his son. Jason was silent for a moment staring at his father blankly.
"You keep them in your boots? Doesn't that get uncomfortable?"
"You're...you're not surprised?"
"Uh...no, I've known you were Superman since I was five."
"Really? How?" Jason looked at him as if he had grown two heads.
"Your disguise is a pair of glasses," he looked to Lois and Richard," you guys knew too, right?" The adults were silent, wondering when a toddler became smarter than them.
"You guys really- really didn't...? How? I mean- Nevermind." He turned, trotting back up the stairs, mumbling something that sound suspiciously like '-ups are so stupid.' The three stood there, utterly silent.
Well, then.
End
