Chapter 12; Jealousy

'Please, take him for a moment,' Lois said and handed Bradley to Morgan. Morgan walked outside as Lois continued her phone conversation. Bradley stared at her with his big blue eyes. He looked just like Clark and Conner. Big blue eyes, firm jaw line and black hair. Morgan wondered how the little guy would ever look even but a bit like his mother! Morgan sat down next to Conner and let Bradley nibble her pinky. Conner looked up from his book and smiled at his little brother. They could hear Lois yell at the phone. Since Clark would be gone a lot, being Superman and all, Lois wanted to spend as much time with her son as she could. Her father and mother had been very busy with their jobs and even though Lois was very proud at them, she wanted to be involved in the few years of childhood she had with her son. So, she had decided to quit her job and to live with the Kent's. Martha and Jonathan agreed with it of course, they loved a crowed house since they came from pretty big families themselves. Clark was not all to pleased with the thought, but agreed with it. He wanted that at least one of Bradley's parents would be around in his childhood. Lois had called her boss, Perry White, he was not pleased with it at all. He had been trying to change her mind for over half an hour already. Still, Lois refused to think it over, again. She had made up her mind. She was going to be a mother for the time being. When Bradley had become older, and perhaps her other children too, than she might start writing again. Lois did, however, promise Perry that every now and than she would write some article for the Daily Planet. But only for fun and only when she had time to do it.
'O, don't you just love him?' Morgan said. Conner laid his book down and took Bradley from her. he sat the little baby on his knees and looked serious at him.
'Ok, listen, little brother. You might be cute and all, but auntie Morgan is mine, got it?' he said, Morgan laughed.
'Auntie Morgan, that sounds horrible!' she said.
'Is your finger still on?' Clark asked while he landed. He smiled at Conner and stroke the hair of his son.
'Yes, why?' Morgan said a bit confused. Clark smiled.
'He has superpowers,' Clark looked so proud, but Morgan saw Conner's look darkening.
'Great,' she smiled at Clark, 'Wait, how do you even know that? I thought Kryptonian babies had no powers at all.'
'Bruce ran some DNA tests,' Clark simply replied.
'I see,' Morgan said and shrugged, who cared. Conner just looked at Bradley, while he tried to grab Conner's hair.
'Who's on the phone?' Clark asked when he heard Lois.
'Perry,' Morgan said.
'She really is quitting, isn't she?'Clark immediately walked into the house. Conner handed Bradley back to Morgan. He did not look at her and returned to his book.
'Conner,' Morgan reached over and touched his knee. He did not answer. Morgan sighed and walked into the house. She could hear Lois yell at the phone, while Clark was giving her some hints. Morgan walked up the stairs, to the attic and laid down on bed. She laid Bradley on top of her. The little boy looked around, his wide blue eyes examining the bed. Morgan laughed, he could be so funny.

'So, that's how we did it,' Dick concluded his story. They were sitting outside and were having dinner. Dick, Wally and Kaldur had showed up, since they began to miss Conner. Martha had invited them over to eat with them. Wally had been the first one to accept it, of course. Conner had been glad to see his friends again, but when they began talking about their missions he became quiet and just ate his dinner. Morgan was still gasping a bit. Dick laughed when he saw her face.
'Sorry, I lost it when you told about all those high-tech things,' Morgan said and pinched some lasagna at her fork.
'So did we,' Kaldur said, teasing Dick a bit, 'We just smile and nod.'
'You should try it too,' Wally said, with his mouth full, 'It would look good on you.'
'Yeah, well so would my fist in your face,' Conner snapped at him.
'Conner,' Morgan looked a bit surprised at him. Conner did not look at any of them and just ate on.
'So,' Kaldur said to change the subject, 'I heard you went on a family picnic?'
'Yes! Let me show you the picture,' before Martha could tell Morgan not too, she jumped up and ran inside the house. Grabbing the largest picture frame and ran outside. She carefully handed it to Kaldur.
'Nice,' Dick said, while he looked at it. The Kent's had been on a 'family' picnic. Just the seven of them. They had had a wonderful time and Morgan insisted on a photo, she loved photo's. A large part of the attic wall was filled with several photo's. On the picture everyone sat on a blue purple checkered blanket. Martha and Jonathan in the middle. Bradley in the arms of Lois, Lois in the arms of Clark and Clark sat next to his dad. Conner sat on the other side, besides Martha, and Morgan laid in his arms. They were all smiling and it was a lovely summer's day. There were some mountains behind them and a large tree near them. Bradley just raised his arms and his face was one big smile.
'Real pretty,' Kaldur said and gave the picture back to Morgan. She smiled friendly and gently laid it down at the end of the table.
'Yeah, she is,' Wally winked. Suddenly Conner jumped up and smashed his fist on the table. Morgan shrieked and looked at him with wide eyes.
'Stop flirting with my girl!' he yelled.
'Dude, I'm sorry!' Wally yelled.
'I wish you were,' Conner groaned back.
'Conner, please,' Morgan said and laid her hand against his back. He just looked at her. His look was so dark, it almost scared her too much. Conner looked back at Wally. Then he suddenly turned and walked away, back into the house.
'What a baby,' Wally sighed. Morgan jumped up.
'Shut up, Walster, for once!' and she ran after Conner.

Conner ran into his room and threw the door back. Fucking Wally, he thought. Wally had always been flirting with, well actually anything that had boobs and was female. Conner thought that that was annoying, but had learned to deal with it. But that Wally was still flirting with Morgan, that was just too much! Conner grabbed his iron pipe, it was all dusty. No wonder, it had laid in that corner for quite a while now! But now, Conner just needed it. He grabbed both edges and pushed. Then he gasped. He did it. He just freaking did it! In his hands, Conner held a bend iron pipe. He did it. It was back. He was back. He could feel it tingle up his body, his superpowers. He smiled and looked at his arms, where the tingle was moving around.
'Conner,' Morgan said and took a deep breath, 'Are you alright?' she asked when she saw him standing, looking at his hands with that old pipe in his hands. He looked up and smirked. His eyes were sparkling. Did she miss something?
'Never been better,' he said and stretched the pipe again. Morgan gasped.
'You…' she said and moved closer, 'You have them back, don't you?'
'I do,' Conner said and laid the pipe down. Morgan slowly walked to him and touched his arms. To her they did not feel different. But in his eyes she could see that he was 'back'. Since his powers had left him, Conner had been different. But now, he was back.
'Good for you,' she smiled and kissed him. Carefully he laid his arms around her hips. She could feel his heartbeat, is suddenly fastened.
'What's wrong?' she said. He looked at her, he looked worried.
'If I have my superpowers back, I have to leave again,' he whispered, and looked at her, 'I don't want to leave you.'
'But you can come back, whenever you have time,' she said. They would just get back to the old 'rhythm'.
'I don't want to leave you,' Conner said and laid his head against hers, 'I want to stay with you, like we are now.'
'Conner, we could not live like this for ever, anyway!' she said, 'We'd have to get a job sooner or later.'
'Do you want me, to be Superboy again?' he asked. Right now, he was so confused!
'I want,' Morgan thought and made up her mind, 'I want you to do what you think is best.'
'What do I think?' he asked himself, he really did not know. He needed her to tell him. But did she know?
'I don't know,' she said honest, 'I know, that you love being here, with me. And I love spending so much time with you. But, I've also seen the way you look at Bradley, Con. And I saw the look when I walked in. You love being Superboy.'
'I guess,' he said, but what he mend was: you're absolutely right.
'Now, I don't want to tell you what you should do,' she said and stroke his hair, 'So, you just think about it. I won't say a thing to anyone. And when you made up your mind, you tell me. Deal?'
'Deal,' he smiled at her, 'But I swear, if Wally starts flirting with you again. I will freeze breath him to death!'
'You do that,' Morgan laughed. Conner stroke her hair and kissed her.
'What would I do without he,' he said.
'Ask Martha all these things,' she smiled.

Conner sat on the roof. It was night. The stars shone bright and the moon was almost completely full. He needed less sleep again and had some extra time to think now. He was really doubting. He loved being with the Justice League and being Superboy, all though he did not show that a lot. But they knew. On the other hand, he loved spending so much time with Morgan. He could try to combine the two, but he knew that that would not work. Just like it had been before. All thought, it seemed like Morgan would deal with it. For him. But would he be able to combine them, again? He probably had to. That way, he could loose is energy and so in Superboy and have some rest and peace with Morgan. He needed the movement, his body was almost screaming for it! But his mind, his heart, they needed Morgan. Could he not just choose for his heart and his mind? He could work for Jonathan and loose his energy in that. Or perhaps, make his own gym. Somewhere high up in some mountain probably, but still. Conner knew that that would not work. Everything he would put on the TV he would see his friends. He would see the people who needed him. First he tried to live with it, because he could not do anything. But now, he did not want to help them. Or was he wrong about that? Was it terribly selfish of him to think about himself like that, or not? Besides, when Bradley would be old enough he could be the next Superboy, right? He had no clue. Morgan was right, he just had to give it some time and think about not. He really had to think about, big time! Morgan had been right about Bradley, he had been jealous. Silly, he knew, but still. It mend something, did it not? Or did it perhaps mend too much? His thoughts were driving him crazy. Like this he would not find a conclusion until he was eighty!
Slowly Conner entered his room again and flew to the bed. He tried not to lift the blankets to much as he crawled under it. He laid his arm around Morgan and she crawled up against him again. She laid her head on his chest and sighed.
'There you are,' she sighed and laid her arm around his chest. He smiled and kissed her head.
'Never leaving you,' he whispered back, 'Never.'