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The night before

Conner had barely let himself think as he raced back to the only home he had ever known. Sphere seemed to have sensed his turmoil and went at top speed away from where the meeting took place.

His head was spinning as he read the name on the page over and over again. It said that Lois Lane was engaged to a man named Clark Kent, which was a interesting coincidence. Really, really weird. Although, names in general were a confusing topic for him. For all he knew, Kent could be a very common last name.

Conner never thought he would have a mother named Lois. He never thought he would have a mother, period. He couldn't believe that this was real. Yet file proved it in all of its data and illustrations of DNA.

But, and there was always a but, this could be a lie. Some nefarious, made up scheme by Luthor. A trap.

So there was only one thing left to do. Only one path available for him. It would be the only logical course of action.

And that was to talk to Batman.

So, after that day's mission and subsequent briefing, Conner did just that.

The rest of the team were dispersing when he approached. "Batman. Can I speak to you?" he asked quietly. He could see Robin hesitating at the edge of the room. Looking back to the intimidating man, Conner added, "Privately?"

Batman's eyes widened in that slight way that almost made him think that the man was raising his eyebrows. But that was ridiculous. Still, it was hard to tell under that mask.

Gotham's fiercest vigilante nodded solemnly and followed him to a nearby empty room, one that Conner had stored the file in temporarily in advance for this conversation.

"What did you need to talk about?" Batman appeared to actually be concerned for the young man. Which surprised Conner. Not too many adults seemed to care that much about his existence. Mainly he saw concern for his well being from Black Canary, but that wasn't special since she cared about everyone. Suddenly, he thought about how Lois would react to him. If she would be the same as Superman, and reject him. The idea of his mother looking at him with that same distrust made his heart ache.

"Superboy? Are you alright?" Conner snapped out of whatever daze he was in. Batman definitely looked concerned now.

"I'm…" he should probably respond with the typical answer of 'I'm fine' but he also doesn't think he should lie to Batman's face. "There's something I need to show you." Conner then pulled out the file he had hidden inside the cupboard and under a few empty containers.

"Here." The young man said, handing it to Batman, who took it from him silently.

Conner waited, trying to stay calm by concentrating on his breathing. He watched as Batman's eyes narrowed until they were almost slits. This was not astrous, as Robin would say.

"Where did you get this?"

Conner almost flinched at the sharp tone of voice used. "...Lex Luthor." He admitted quietly.

Then Batman did something that Conner had never seen him do before: he swore. And it wasn't one of the mild ones, either. Really emphasized the seriousness of the situation.

"Explain." The man ordered.

And Conner did. And as he talked about the meeting, he tensed up, expecting a negative reaction. When he was done, he watched as Batman took a step towards him. And… laid a hand on his ?

"Bringing this to me was the right decision." A small smile and, "You did well, Conner."

Conner, shocked, barely registered that the file was back in his hands and Batman was leaving the room. "Wait, where are you going?" he asked after he snapped back into reality for the second time that day.

Batman looked over his shoulder and met Superboy's eyes, "I'm going to take care of this. I'll let you know of any updates." Then the man was gone.

Currently (which is around 4pm)

"So. Is business so slow that you have resorted to writing articles about teenagers with superpowers that have made next to no public appearances?" Bruce asked, his smirk practically heard in his voice.

Lois puffed out her cheeks. "Shut up, it was a little side thing for me. Lots of unofficial websites have been talking about it." She poked his side, "at least I've refrained from writing about the recent lack of sidekicks-"

"Partners." Then he added, under his breath, "And don't poke the driver."

"I do what I want. Anyways, I have kept myself from writing about the lack of partners that have been spotted beside their adult counterparts." She had been informed of the importance of that, at least, from Clark. She didn't mention her pending article on the new vigilante that went by Red Arrow and her opinion on that.

Lois continued. "Pretty cool that they've got this team going on. Nothing brings teenagers together quite like secrets and fighting mutual enemies." Lois grinned as the man sighed at her. Being friends with the real Bruce Wayne, not just his fake persona, was a blast.

"Speaking of secrets…" the man said as he pulled into the parking lot of an ice cream shop. "You can stay here while I pick him up."

"What, why?"

"It's too far to drive. And it's a secret. Which if you don't know, means that you shouldn't be aware of the location." He gave her a serious look. Those seemed to be happening a lot today.

"Okay." She relented. "I'll wait, but if this place closes and I have to leave before I get to see him, you'll be sorry." Lois poked him again. He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Don't worry, I checked the hours and the two of you will have plenty of time." He made a shoo-ing motion at Lois. She rolled her eyes and got out of the vehicle.

Before she closed the door, she paused. "Thank you for this, Bruce. It means a lot." He nodded, eyes soft.

As she closed the door and he drove off, Lois took a deep breath. And then let it out slowly as she released the tension in her body. When she looked into the sky, standing on the pavement, her eyes were steely with resolve. She was going to meet her son. And she was determined that nothing would get in the way their bonding time.

"Lois?" A surprised, familiar voice said from behind her.

She turned around. And saw Clark, in civilian clothes. She was just as shocked as he was. Lois groaned at her bad luck. "Oh, fu-"

So... I hope this went well? I was going to put in another scene but this seemed like a good place to leave off. Let me know what you think!

And special thanks to Black' Victor Cachat for their suggestions! You're awesome.