Sakura couldn't stop herself if she tried. At that moment all she can see is Kal standing there before her and she knows.

She knows where she belongs and where she wants to be. She realizes what she's been missing, and he's standing before her. Her husband, the extension of herself that she had been cut off from. Her Kal.

It is with these thoughts in mind that the kunoichi runs to her husband with every intention of throwing herself into his arms, holding tightly, and never letting go again. But that isn't what happens because this isn't a fairy tale. Sakura knows, and so does Kal, that happily ever after doesn't exist—not for people like them. But Sakura wasn't thinking clearly because grief sometimes does that to you.

When Sakura expects to feel a firm chest against her, and warm arms wrap around her, there is nothing but air. In fact, Sakura runs right through Kal. She has a moment of bewildered puzzlement before she realizes that the Kal that her eyes had seen isn't real. Her body slowly turns and looks at the mirage that is her Kal-El. Slowly she reaches out her hand again, and it passes through him. His blue eyes are stormy as if he knows what she's thinking, what she's feeling but he doesn't because he's not alive.

Devastation is followed closely by despair, and Sakura lets out a broken wail. Sakura's body lowers to a crouch on the ground, and her shoulders shake as the anguish of grief overtake her. She doesn't know how long she cries, but Sakura stops the moment she feels a hand cup her face. She gasps and her eyes snap open to see Kal staring at her. His thumb brushes away her tears, and he hums a song softly that soothes her until the well of her tears dry.

Arms pull her close and wrap around her, holding her tight. And though Sakura knows that this isn't her Kal that this is probably one of his robots that maintained the place in her absence wearing his face she appreciates the gesture.

"I'm angry at you Kal, but I miss you so much."

He doesn't respond, and eventually, Sakura decides it's time to be a big girl and pulls away. She pretends she isn't in the middle of a mini-meltdown and focused on the business at hand. She brushes at her clothes and discreetly wipes her eyes before she places her hands on her hips.

"So, what did you do Kal? Why all this fuss? Did you just want to fuck with his head?"

Kal laughs and says, "Yes." Sakura narrows her eyes because she is not amused. Well, she is a little, but mostly she isn't. "But a bit more than that. You wouldn't love me if I were one-dimensional." That is probably true, but Sakura isn't going to count any of the ways she loves Kal—even if he is just some sort of program that he concocted while he was alive. She'd have to remember to ask him about that.

"Did you know this was going to happen? Did you know that one day you were going to leave me?"

The program of Kal pauses before it responds with, "Yes."

Sakura's fists clench. The sting of betrayal is almost as bad as the loss of him. "How dare you Kal! How could you do this to me? You have me waxing philosophical about how great a husband you were—"

"I am a great husband."

"And all this time you knew you were going to abandon me—"

"I didn't abandon you."

"And leave me in this godforsaken world all alone—"

"Silence!" Sakura abruptly stops talking and looks at Kal belligerently. He has the nerve to chuckle before saying, "Now listen." Sakura folds her arms across her chest and nods curtly. "Yes, I knew this was going to happen, but I didn't abandon you. I would never abandon you Sakura." Sakura turns her head away from him, but a robotic Kal reaches out a hand and turns her to face him once more. "You're everything. I don't give a damn if this world burns to the ground—as long as you're not on it when it happens. Being the ruler of this world was a passing fancy until you came into my life. Hell, if you hadn't come along when you did I would have destroyed them all."

Sakura blinks shocked. She hadn't known this. Kal hadn't deigned to tell her.

"Why would my presence change such a thing? You still could have destroyed them. I wouldn't have tried to stop you if you had only taken me with you."

"I know. That's why I thought the world should be your footstool. That's why if I had been given the time the multiverse would have been yours." Sakura knew a little about the multiverse. Kal had defeated a counterpart of his called Ultraman who came to conquer their world. Kal had sent him home with his tail tucked between his legs.

"…You would have conquered the entire multiverse just for me?" Kal gives her a curt nod. "You say the sweetest things." Kal just laughs, and Sakura basks in the sound.

"I miss you," Sakura says again because she has been saying it in her head ever since he died and she wants to say it out loud.

"I'm not gone, Sakura."

"Don't tell me that. You are gone! My bed is cold and empty because there's no you. There's no us! Kal, tell me what to do to get you back."

"Why? So things can end up as they are now in a few years' time?"

Sakura gasps. "No. You don't get to talk like that. I will not accept a defeatist attitude—not from you. I know what you're capable of. I know what the two of us can do together."

"It's not a defeatist attitude Sakura. It's looking at the world from a different perspective which is something I know you can do. You adjust swiftly and will continue to do so."

"So, I'm just supposed to adapt to your death?" Sakura snarls at the robot Kal wanting to rip it apart but at the same time not daring to.

"I'm not dead, Sakura."

"The hell you aren't! I saw it happen with my own two eyes. The Batman killed you, and I swear Kal I will-"

"You will not."

Sakura turns her back on Kal and would have walked out, but suddenly Kal is in front of her. She knows it's not the robot and just a projection because the robots don't move that fast. She would've walked right through him anyway if he hadn't thrown her the world's biggest curve ball.

"The reason Superman can't get into the Fortress is that it no longer belongs to him."

Sakura pauses and then shakes her head in confusion. "I don't understand. Did you give the Fortress away? Why would you do such a thing?"

"I did no such thing. He did."

Sakura snorts. "If he knew that then why would he drag me all the way here?"

"I never said he knew. I said he did it." Those were words that meant nothing but trouble to Sakura-El.

"Kal! What did you do?"

"I programmed the computer so that if there were any mention in the media that Superman had gotten a divorce, then all authority to the Fortress would revert to you. Everything of mine is yours. The Fortress, the children," and by that he meant Kara and Kon "the dog," Krypto "the money—they're all yours. You may do whatever you wish with them—except give them back to Superman."