Chapter 3; Hide and seek

Morgan felt like she was falling as a hand on her shoulder was softly moving her around. Slowly she woke up. She laid on her belly, far inside her blankets. Only her head and her hands laid on the pillow and were visible. With a lot of trouble she opened her eyes. Someone stood beside her bed.
'Wha-' she murmured, but a hand covered her mouth.
'Sh, it's me,' she recognized the voice. The hand was removed from her mouth.
'Conner, what the hell do you want?' she sighed and already closed her eyes again.
'I promised I'd show you the view from the roof, didn't I?' she immediately was awake.
'Now?' she said and sat up in bed.
'Well, if you're scared…'he challenged her.
'Not at all,' she smiled and stepped out of bed. She quickly put on socks and followed him. Three days ago he had promised her he would take her upon the roof, but she had not thought of it. Till now.

Like thieves they crawled through the hall. Morgan felt her heart beating like a drum. The moon lit the hall and she saw Conner walk slightly bent before her. He let her up the stairs to the attic, where he slept. She followed him as quiet as she could, though the squeaky doors were not of much help. He opened the door for her and let her enter first. Almost soundless he closed the door. Conner opened the window and crawled out it. Morgan looked around. Could she do that? Then she saw a hand.
'Take my hand,' Conner whispered. Morgan smiled, took the hand and crawled up the roof.
They climbed all the way to the top of the roof, above Conner's window. Morgan sat down beside him and looked.
'Wow,' she sighed. The moon was a sickle an shone bright over the black, white and blue landscape. It looked mystical. They sat there, just looking.
'Are you alright?' Conner asked when he saw Morgan shivering beside him. She was only wearing his red shirt and some socks.
'A bit cold,' she smiled.
'Here,' he said and laid his jacket on her shoulders. But he did not remove his arm, he just laid it down on her shoulders. Morgan allowed it and moved closer to him.
'Wow, are you like natures secret heating?' Morgan said feeling Conner's warm skin.
'You could say that,' he said. She laughed softly.
'It's beautiful,' she sighed. Morgan laid her head on Conner's shoulder and he rested his cheek on her wavy brown hair. His hand stroke her arm.
'Conner, are you alright?' she asked. Morgan immediately felt his whole body yoke.
'I'm fine,' he said monotone, not one emotion was heard in his voice.
'Relax, alright. I'm just worried,' she said, 'You don't ever come out with the guys, you know.'
'I'm fine,' he said again. She turned her head and looked at him.
'Don't lie, Conner,' she said, 'the only one you're fooling is yourself.'
'I am fine,' he said. Morgan looked deep in his eyes, than laid her head down on his shoulder again.
'Are you?' he asked, feeling her shiver again.
'Never been better,' she said with a sharp undertone.

Suddenly the door to the kitchen opened. A beam of light showed on the yard. Morgan froze from the shock. It had been silent for several minutes now, and she was actually dozing on Conner's shoulder. A person stepped outside. With great steps, followed by a woman.
'Great,' Conner sighed and his look darkened. Morgan recognized them: Clark and Lois.
'Conner Kent, get down right now!' Clark yelled, 'Don't even make me come up there!'
'Clark,' Morgan heard Lois try to calm him, but it made no sense. Conner did not move, he still sat with his arm around Morgan. But she had felt his muscles yoke again.
'You're in big trouble, son!' Clark yelled.
'I'm not your son!' Conner yelled. Morgan could feel the sound come from deep inside him. Like an a lion who was roaring. Now Mr. and Mrs. Kent also came outside and looked up.
'Good Heavens, Conner,' Mrs. Kent said, 'please come down!'
'Come down, boy,' Mr. Kent said, 'Morgan you too, you should not be doing things like that in your condition!'
'I'm fine!' Morgan said, she was!
'No, he's right,' Conner said, 'You should be careful with your ribs.'
'No way, Conner,' she said fierce, she looked at him and she laid her hands against his chest, 'don't do this.'
'Your freezing,' he said and took her hands in his hands. Her hands indeed felt cold.
'I'm-' but she could say no more.
'We're going in,' he said and began climbing down. Morgan sighed and followed him. Conner helped her step inside the room again. But his face had darkened. Behind him stood Clark, his arms folded.
'What on earth were you thinking!' Clark yelled.
'I wasn't, isn't that what you want to hear!' Conner yelled back.
'Boys, boys, please,' Mrs. Kent hushed them, 'we don't need to wake the others up.'
'You, young man-' Clark began, but Morgan interrupted him.
'It wasn't just Conner, Clark,' she said, 'I challenged him to take me there.'
'Morgan,' Lois sighed, 'you know you have to be careful!'
'Yeah, but I'm not really good at being careful,' she smiled, 'Or listening.'
'We noticed,' Mr. Kent smiled.
'Just go to bed, all of you,' Mrs. Kent sighed, 'we'll let it pass this time, just don't do it again. I'm getting to old for this.'
'No, you're still as young as a flower,' Mr. Kent smiled, while they walked a way.
'We are not done yet,' Clark said.
'Yes, we are, Clark,' Lois said and looked at him severe, 'you're not his father.'
'Goodnight,' Lois smiled when Clark walked away. Conner still looked angry. Morgan stepped before him. She wanted to look at him, but he turned his face away.
'Conner,' she said trying to make eye contact, he looked at her, 'his intentions are good. He's just not that good at achieving it.'
'And you would know,' Conner bite.
'Hey, you at least have people who care for you, alright!' she said and walked away. He was nice and all, but he did not have the right to put on an attitude like that.

'We'll be gone for today,' Mr. Kent said at breakfast.
'All of you?' Wally said wide-eyed.
'Yes, Walter,' Mrs. Kent said, 'but you better behave!'
'Don't worry, Mrs. Kent,' Kaldur said and grabbed Wally, 'we have him under control.'
'Good,' Mr. Kent laughed, 'we don't know how long it will take. So, you folks better cook for yourself.'
'Cook?' Wally said slow, 'How!'
'I can cook,' Morgan said to Mrs. Kent.
'I already thought so,' Mrs. Kent smiled, 'Just look around and make something you like.'
'Yes, ma'am,' she smiled, 'have a nice day!'
After everyone said goodbye the Kents left, leaving the three boys and Morgan behind at the table.
'Freedom!' Wally said and jumped up.
'Behave, alright!' Kaldur said, 'If we show them we can act our age, they might give us some more trust.'
'Right, as if we haven't been that trying that for several years,' Wally rolled with his eyes.
'We can go play hide and seek,' Dick giggled.
'Yeah! Let's totally do that!' Morgan said.
'Are you freaking serious?' Wally said amazed.
'Yeah, why not? Have you looked at the space we have! Come on, it'll be fun!' Morgan laughed.
'Why?' Wally tried again.
'Trust me, it's good for you!'
'And you would know, because…'
'Therapy man, I've played cowboys and Indians with men the age of Mr. Kent!' Morgan laughed.
'You've been in therapy?' Dick asked.
'Several times,' Morgan said, more serious now, 'in every foster family I had a new shrink of therapist.'
No one said something. Suddenly Conner walked down the stairs, and roughly smacked Wally on his shoulder.
'Tag, you're it,' he said and walked outside.
'What! That's unfair!' Wally yelled. Morgan's face turned into a smile, she looked at Kaldur and within a second they had jumped up and ran outside. Dick walked to the door, than turned around.
'No powers, Wally,' he said with a wink and ran outside.
'What! That's unfair! How am I ever going to,' he tried and walked to the door, 'Cheaters!'

Outside they were chasing each other like little children. They stayed around the house and the barn, so they would not lose each other in the cornfield. Or destroy any harvest. Morgan was shouting like a child, full of joy. Wally had a hard time, not knowing when he ran to fast or when to slow. Which mend he was being tagged all the time.
Suddenly Kaldur ran inside, shouting something that sounded like 'phone!'. The others went on. Dick was quickly called inside because the phone call was for him. He quickly tagged Conner and ran inside. Conner looked around and fixed his eyes on Morgan.
'No, no, no!' Morgan giggled wide-eyed.
'Let's see how fast you can run,' Conner smiled. Morgan screamed and started running. Conner immediately ran after her. He chased her down twice around the house. Finally Morgan had to stop before the fields to catch her breath. Conner waited a few feet away from her.
'Got you,' he smiled.
'Hell no!' Morgan yelled and ran into the cornfields.
'Morgan!' Wally tried, but Conner already ran after her.
'Come out, come out, where ever you are,' Conner yelled in the cornfield. He could hear her, of course, but she did not know. He could even see her with his Superboy eyes, but he liked to chase her. It gave some childhood feeling he had never had.

Morgan was crawling through the crop, trying not to make to much sound and leave the crop whole. It was silly, she knew. But it was just like when she was young. Only then they were playing hide and seek with the cops. She was breathing heavily, but with a huge smile on her face. Where on earth did Conner get such a good condition? He was not panting at all before they went into the fields! Suddenly she heard something move behind her. Immediately she jumped up and ran on.
'Got ya,' Conner smiled. He had made some noise on purpose and it had worked, Morgan had jumped up and started running. He was faster. Of course he was, he was Superboy. But not to her, to her he was just Conner. He now was close to Morgan, and she was still running.
Suddenly he jumped and pulled Morgan down to the ground. He rolled over her and made sure she laid beneath him. But also that he did not laid his weight on top of her. It would crush her. But he was careful. He laid close upon her, but was leaning on his knees, in the dirt. He took her wrist carefully and laid them beside her head, holding her down. She was breathing heavily and her face was one big smile. Her brown wavy hair was dirty. Just like her clothes, her face and her arms. Conner noticed that he also looked awful. Or did he look in awe at her? But he did not care. He just wanted to be with her. He looked at her, in her eyes. She was so nice, so beautiful. Morgan looked back in his deep blue eyes. He had that primal manpower inside himself. Conner stroke Morgan's brown waves with his right hand. From her head down to her cheek and he kept on her cheek. She was just like M'gann. No, she was more than M'gann. She was prettier, nicer, better, more normal.
Conner swallowed and leaned closer. Gently he kissed her. He leaned back and looked at her. She smiled at him and blushed at bit. He smiled, sat down and pulled her up. He sat her down on his lap. She wrapped her arms around his neck and he wrapped his arms around her waist. Than she backed off and looked at him.
'This has nothing to do with Megan, right?' he could see she had been down that path before. He smiled at her.
'No,' he said, 'Megan is dead, and I cannot do anything about that. But now I have found you. And you are much more, then Megan ever could be.'
'Really?' she said blushing.
'I won't lie to you, ever,' he promised and kissed her. He pressed her against. M'gann was officially history. He would keep Morgan close, he would keep her save.
'Careful,' she moaned, he immediately eased his grip around her.
'Your ribs?' he said, feeling guilty.
'It's not your fault, Conner,' she smiled, 'I'm just fine.'
'Morgan,' he wanted to tell her. He had to tell her, he would be honest with her.
'Conner, I'm fine, alright,' she assured him. Conner heard a car. Morgan looked up, she heard it too.
'We should probably go,' she smiled and kissed him once more.
'Alright,' he smiled and stood up, 'beautiful.'