Chapter Ten
Clark sat down heavily on the park bench and put his head in his hands.
It surprised him how easy it seemed to break things off with Cassie. She would be forever out of danger with being with him. There would be no more unspoken confusion between them, even though he found it strange that one hadn't appeared so far.
But something in him made him stop before grabbing his cell and calling her and telling her it wouldn't work out. Something kept him from making a rash decision.
'Rash decision? It is the only practical one!' He thought making himself stand up suddenly and pace along the side walk.
He had to protect her, no matter what. 'What if something happened to her because she knew you? Then what? You could never live with yourself!'
'But…' But what if it was worth the risk, what if Cassie didn't care? What if she would love him in spite of everything he was…everything he had to be?
'She has the right to an opinion in the matter!' He thought singularly turning and heading towards Cassie's apartment.
Only that wouldn't work because then he would have to divulge the truth to her.
He ran a hand through his hair. He remembered the hurt that had been in her eyes. He had wanted nothing more then to stop her pain and shelter her from it ever returning. But when he had realised it had been him, Clark, who had caused it his heart had nearly broken.
Lois had been his first love and meant a lot to him, she was Jason's mother.
Jason, there was another topic that he would eventually have to tackle with Cassie if he stayed with her. 'Oh by the way, I have an illegitimate son, but as far as everyone knows it is only Superman's son to the woman you think I love more.' Yeah that would go down like a lead balloon.
But then a though hit him, did he really still love Lois? He wasn't really sure anymore. He had spent most of his life loving her wanting her to realise it was he Clark Kent who was the real Superman…but in the end she never did.
'In the end she married someone else…' He thought hopelessly.
He knew one thing for certain he couldn't walk away from Cassie, the very thought of it tore him to pieces, he couldn't, he cared about her too much.
He looked at his watch. It was getting late. He was supposed to be out saving the world from their daemons instead of battling his everyday ones. One thing he knew for certain was that he would rather face a million bank robbers, murders, and terrorists, then have to make the life altering decision awaiting him.
It would have to wait for the morning; he had to get home to feed Comet before he left for his 'job'.