Hey again! It's Monday so here's my next chapter. It's a little short, but hope you enjoy anyway.
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Chapter three
Marty had gotten a pair of glasses similar to the ones she wore in her time; they weren't thick like Clark or Jason's and unlike hers at home they were pink. Clark didn't like them, but he decided he wouldn't say anything. When they arrived at the restaurant Jason had started to feel dizzy and his breathing became labored.
"Dad?" he said as he fell down to the ground. He saw Marty bent down next to him, yelling at her father.
Clark saw Jason fall; he grabbed him with lightning fast reflexes before he hit the floor. He asked Marty where his inhaler was. Marty told him he hadn't had an asthma attack since he was five years old. He ran out into the streets carrying Jason and Marty ran behind him.
"Stay here." He tells Marty. He ran into an alley and she saw him fly off in the direction of the hospital.
"Clark." He heard Lois yell in the distance. Not now, he thought. He got to the hospital and told the nurses that Jason was having an asthma attack. He hated to leave him, but he could hear Lois frantically yelling out for Superman. He sped off in the direction of her voice. He saw her car pulled over on the side of the road and Jason's face was blue.
"I don't have his inhaler." She pleads as tears leak down her face; he had never seen her cry before. He barely acknowledges Richard as he grabs his son and flies faster than he ever had before. Again, he arrives at the hospital and tells the nurses that the boy has had an asthma attack.
"Another one?" he hears one of the nurses whisper. He runs out of the hospital to get Marty; she was still standing where he had told her to stay. He took her in his arms and flew to an alley by the hospital. He changes quickly into his civilian clothes.
When he gets into the hospital he tells the nurse he's looking for Jason Lane and Jay Doe (Clark had been in a rush and hadn't known what else to call him at the time). The woman tells him that they didn't have a room yet.
"Where are they then?" Panic was rising in his voice. The woman looks at him, pity in her eyes. She clicks on a few things on her computer.
"The doctors are still working on them. They just got here, I'm sure they'll both be fine. They're in the ER; first door on the left." She says.
Marty follows him. She grabs his hand and they enter the ER together. The man at this desk tells them to wait in the waiting room, but Marty has none of that.
"I want to see my brother." She yells; she has a dangerous glint in her eyes, reminding him of Lois.
"You are going to let me see my brother." She says under clenched teeth; her eyes glowed a bright red, indicating she was about to use her heat vision.
"Marty." Clark says in a warning tone.
"Please." Clark begs to the man. "I need to see my son." It had been the first time he referred to Jason as his son.
"Which one?" the nurse asks, giving in to them.
"The younger one." Clark says as Marty says: "The older one." The nurse looks at them confused.
"Both." Clark says. He didn't want to waste any more time. The man nods at them suspiciously.
"Alright, but make it quick." he says, shaking his head. Clark and Marty walk through the doors and were directed to Jason and Jay. Their rooms were next to each other, all that separated them was a curtain. Jason had an oxygen mask over his small face; fortunately he had regained his normal color. Jay also had an oxygen mask on, though his didn't cover up most of his face. They were sleeping soundly.
"You can go to your Jason, I'll go to mine." Marty says. Clark nods thankfully.
Clark sits next to Jason, holding his hand. Jason slowly awakens.
"Dad?" he says, his voice was muffled by the mask. Clark shakes his head.
"No, it's just Clark." Jason looks at him strangely.
"No." he says stubbornly, taking off the oxygen mask.
"You are my dad. I heard mommy tell you." Clark smiles and kisses his forehead. He was too tired to contradict what his son had told him.
He gave in and just replied: "Yeah, you're right. Sorry bud."
"That's okay, you just forgot right?" Clark smiles at him. Jason's eye lids start to feel heavy again.
"Go to sleep buddy. I'll be here when you wake up." Jason nods lazily and soon falls asleep.
Marty walks hesitantly into Jason's room, she had never seen him like this before, she had thought he was invincible.
"Jason?" she whispers, touching Jason on the hand. He slowly wakes up.
"Marty?" he asks groggily. He notices the mask on his face and whips it off himself.
"What's going on?" he asks.
"You had an, uh… asthma attack." She explains hesitantly, not remembering the word for it.
"How? I haven't had one since I was a kid." He says confused. She shrugs.
"Little Jason had one too." She says, pointing to the room next to her.
"Do you think because he, younger me, had one that it affected me too?" Jason asks. Again, Marty shrugs.
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Richard was driving as fast as he could to the hospital, Lois was in hysterics and she couldn't calm down. Lois felt so guilty that she hadn't heard her boy in distress because she was too busy fighting with her fiancé. She slowly calms down.
"Richard, I don't think we should continue being together anymore. We don't even trust each other anymore." She whispers calmly to him.
"Lois, I'm sorry for what I said earlier I had no right to say what I did. I promise it'll never happen again; this won't happen again." He pleads to her with his eyes. Lois slowly shakes her head.
"I'm sorry Richard it's over." She says decisively.
"No, Lois. You're just upset. We'll talk about this later. Okay?" Lois looks doubtful, but nods anyway.
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