A/N: I am glad everyone likes the fact that Cassie realised Clark was Superman, oh and by the way to hawk I am sorry that you think I have created a 'player-like' superman and you think Cassie is a Mary Sue. I am a little surprised though that you read all of the six chapters if it is so awful anyway I hope you like my next chapter to everyone else.

Chapter Seven

Cassie's hand shook as she clicked on to Google. She quickly searched 'Superman' and then went to images. Multiple pictures of him popped up. She minimized the screen and started another search of Clark Kent, there weren't as many results as a matter of fact there were about two pages, she scrolled down and clicked on a picture of Clark in his home town, she put it beside the picture of Superman picking up a truck that had run over a man and maximized his face.

She stared at the screen her mouth slightly open, she couldn't believe it… it wasn't possible, it just wasn't. Clark just couldn't be Superman. She turned off her computer and stood up.

Her head still hurt from passing out on her wood flooring but the ache was slowly going away. She picked up the phone and called Jimmy.

"Hi Jimmy Olsen at the Daily Planet,"

"Hey Jimmy…"

"Cassie? What's the matter you sound all…funny."

"Yeah I am not feeling too well, is Clark there?"

"Uh no he just went out to investigate a source, he should be back in an hour or so, He said he would be ready for your dinner with Lois and Richard though."

Cassie was secretly quite relieved that Clark wasn't there, she had no idea what she would say to him, he wasn't just Clark any more he was the saviour of the modern world. "Okay uh Jimmy, could you tell him for me I am not feeling to well, and I need to take a rain check?"

"Oh yeah I will tell him, want me to come over later?"

"No but thanks Jimmy,"

"Alright, talk to you later Cass,"

"Bye Jim," She hung up her phone and sat down on her coach. She looked down at her self; she was still in her towelling robe.

She got up and went into her bed room; she threw on a pair of grey sweat pants and a white racer back tank top. She came through and started to braid her hair over her shoulder loosely. Her head was spinning.

It was so...shocking. Clark was so un-Superman. He was slightly bumbling and cute and he wore glasses and Superman was well…a super man, nothing was wrong with him. It made Cassie feel uncomfortable.

Superman was perfect…in every way and Cassie was just Cassie, she was clumsy and had bad spelling, and was…well… human. And so was Clark until she found out, it was like everything she knew about him shattered.

Another thing hit her, how come no one else knew? Was it really that hard to figure out? It made her feel even more strange that Cassie had worked it out. There were people who knew Superman more so then Cassie…

'Like Lois Lane, she was supposed to be the love of Superman's…' Cassie froze; Lois Lane was the love of Superman's life. But Superman was Clark Kent so was Clark in love with Lois?

Cassie felt everything started to swirl again. Was that why Clark was acting so funny around Lois? Cassie felt like she was being cheated of something, she was fairly certain that Clark wouldn't cheat on anyone let alone her but why was he with her if he loved Lois. Lois did have Richard now maybe it was lack of options that made Clark look else where.

'The else where being me,' Cassie felt tears stinging the back of her eyes. She really liked Clark and now she didn't know what to think. Did he genuinely like her or was he trying to forget Lois.

Cassie felt a headache coming on; she couldn't deal with all this right about now. She stood up and went back through to her bedroom; she had to have a nap.

The buzzer rang and Cassie sat up in bed. One of her cats, Boo, jumped down from her place on Cassie's bed. She swung her legs over the side of the bed and walked through to the living room.

She pressed the button that let her talk down through the com system in her building.

"Hello?"

"Hi Cassie, its Clark,"

Cassie's heart stopped, she felt her mouth moving soundlessly, "Clark?...I…"

"Are you alright Cassie? I got Jimmy's message and was worried, Lois and Richard said everything was fine and we could meet next week."

At first Cassie's heart swelled when she heard he was worried but it shrunk to below microscopic size when he mentioned Lois and she remembered everything, "Clark why don't you come up?"

"Oh, uh, okay…"

"Just a second, I will buzz you up." She pressed the button and the dull buzz that sounded the door opening.

She stepped back and opened the lock on the door. She didn't know what she was going to do, should she confront him and tell him that she knew? Should she just break things off with him? She really didn't want to…her train of thought didn't go far because there was a knock on the door.

She opened it and saw Clark. He was wearing the suit he had been wearing earlier; he also had a big bouquet of daffodils. She couldn't help but smile at the sight, she smiled back.

"How did you know?" Daffodils were Cassie's all time favourite flowers.

"Jimmy told me," She smiled as he handed them over. Cassie looked at them smiling and then back up at Clark.

She realised then that he did care about her and she didn't need to be told. If he didn't care he didn't have to come over, he certainly didn't need to bring flowers. He did care about her, and she knew she had to keep his secret, she wouldn't even tell him she knew.

"Would you like to come in? I can make some coffee or something," Clark smiled slowly to himself.

"I would love to but if you aren't feeling up to it…"

"Oh no I am feeling a lot better."

He smiled and then came in.