Sing, Canary, Sing
Chapter 2: Hidden Secrets.
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: If I said I owned them, I lied.
Author's Note: It took FOREVER, I know. But, don't worry. TWO new chapters.
Dinah had a lot of issues, she knew this. But, she had a strange feeling that Clark Kent had more. It was just a feeling she got. Like, he was a great guy, but he seemed a little... off. For the past two months that she had known him, he had danced around his past. And, she had been nothing but confused when that Alecia girl had come back into Clark's life. He had cared about her, Dinah had seen, and even found herself feeling a little jealous.
She had even developed feelings. She wasn't sure what kind of feelings, but feelings all the same.
And that scared her. She hadn't felt 'feelings' since Craig Windrow. Boy, had she loved him. But, things had gotten complicated. She told him about her abilities, and he hadn't been so understanding.
Lionel Luthor, however, had been. Well, maybe not understanding, necessarily, but he had been intrigued. He had seen her in town one day, and knew that she had looked familiar. And, he had done some research. Well, he had had his 'people' do some research.
So now, he sat in a chair in his office while one of his little worker bees read off of a fact sheet.
"Name is Dinah Loral Lance. Born to Larry and Dinah Lance. Born in Gotham city. Parents divorced when she was nine, has always been close with both of them. Mother and father are both skilled detectives. Both very rich-"
"Is her mother's maiden name Dinah Drake?" Lionel asked. His secretary checked the fact sheet and said, "Yes." Lionel shook his head, wondering why he hadn't noticed the similarities between the two. They looked the same, acted the same. Kept secrets like only the other could. "Do you know her mother?" Secretary asked.
"Yes. A long time ago. I went to Gotham for a few years when I got out of school. Dinah Drake was a heroine. She always got herself into messes that only she could fix, and was usually fixing other people's messes, as well. She kept a lot of secrets, though."
"If you don't mind me asking, Mr. Luthor, but what are you planning to do with this information."
"I do mind you asking. Now, go back to your computer and find what ever else you can for me." She left hurriedly. Lionel turned his chair so that he was looking out of his large windows and out over Metropolis.
And he wondered out loud, "What have you been hiding, Little Girl?"