"He knows how to work a room," Lois commented, as she watched Damian talk with the creme de la creme of Gotham City, Bludhaven, and Metropolis. "They are all itching to spend crazy amounts of money just to have a piece of art made by Damian Alfred Wayne," she snorted, taking a sip from her champaign- she was at the art show as a guest, not a journalist. "I bet he'll even charm the devil himself to give him the keys to Hell if he puts his mind into it." She turned to her husband startled when this one choked on his drink. "Are you ok?"

"I'll explain it to you later," Clark coughed. "And its them, angels don't have gender."

"All right..." Lois replied with a raised eyebrow, but knew when certain topics of conversations were better had at the Fortress of Solitude. "He is also very good with a brush," she complimented. "The way he portrays nature is fascinating, its almost as if the animals and plants could move inside the painting. That one of the hunting lioness almost startled me when I turned the corner. It is a piece well positioned in the gallery, making you feel as if she would leap out of the frame and pounce on you."

"He does have a true gift," Clark smiled fondly. "You should really watch him work. He relaxes in a way I've never seen him before, smiles this barely there smile- which he took from his dad- and then brushes this feather-light paint brushes on the canvas, as if he would break the canvas otherway. He gets so focused on his art that anything and anyone around him dissapears. You just find some kind of peace watching work, his quiet joy being contagious."

"Do you think he would mind me observing a session?" Lois asked her husband quietly, she has not talked with Damian ever since the Justice League gathering at the Wayne Manor.

"He does not hold it against you," Clark assured her with a kind smile- whatever issues they have in their marriage, they still continue to be good friends. "As long as you can keep your questions until he is done with his painting, you are welcomed. I am telling you, this one time he snapped so bad at poor Tim when he interrupted his art session. If it is not a life or death situation, calm Damian will reap your head off."

"Ha ha ha, I would love to have seen that," Lois laughed, making Clark mock shiver.

"Please don't," Clark begged. "No one that small should be that vicious and stabby!"

"Ha ha ha!" Lois continued to laugh, only stopping when she noticed the jealous look that passed Bruce's face. It was gone as soon as it came, only years of knowing him allowed her to notice it. He had turned around to speak with a blonde girl she had never seen before. "Who is that?"

"Oh, that's Stephanie Brown," Clark answered her. "She is Tim's girlfriend, though they won't last long."

"Not compatible?" Lois inquired, ever the journalist.

"At any other moment, they would have made the perfect couple," Clark asnwered honestly. "She brings him out of his shell, he stops her from going to far. They mostly got closer, in that way, to each other when she and her step-siblings joined their night club. Her step-siblings are Harper and Cullen Row." Lois made a quick decution in her head. They must all be members of the newly formed Teen Titans, with Speedy, Beast Boy and Blue Beetle. Blond girl from Gotham, she must be Spoiler. The other girl must be Bluebird and the boy, whose name starts with C, must be their tech support Agent C- just like Alfred is to the batclan. "The issue is that Steph had already met Cass. Those two bonded in a special way, fast and quick. Now it's matter only of them realizing that their friendship goes beyond, there are things that best friends don't do."

Just like another set of best friends I know, Lois thought sadly with a sigh. I need to get this divorce over with, before things get complicated and our friendship gets ruined. It's what's best for Jon too, though he might get angry at Clark for getting involved with his crush's father.

To Lois it was clear that Jon adored the floor Damian walked. Like father, like son. Both of them charmed by the Waynes. Though, unlike Jon, Clark's feeling were reciprocated. Lois trusted her husband and knew that he would never cheat on her, but emotions were things no one could control. And the Trinity of the Justice League was the perfect balance, best friends and comarades in arms. It was to no ones surprise that they developed feelings for each other, well, to no one but themselves. Clark was still in the denial period, and Bruce had only just faced his feelings- mostly because his kids pushed him to open his eyes. Lois believed that the only one who was aware they would end up together was was Diana, who as an amazonian had the gift of patience and was just waiting for nature to take its course.

Lois, on the other hand, knew better than to cloose her eyes to the truth. She is a pulitzer prize winner journalist for God's sake! So, she took the bull by its horns and made Clark see that their marriage was not what it used to be. That loving each other, even if no longer like a married couple, was ok and that Jon would benefit from watching them act like two mature adults. Better than to one day get home and realize that there was nothing there anymore, not even their friendship. Clark had accepted it and Lois did not have the heart to talk to him about the Trinity. He was already too heartbroken about the divorce, no need to add more stress right now. Also, Bruce had only just realized his feelings, he still needs to go through the needed bat-brooding period. While he does that, Clark can mourn the ending of his marriage in peace. Only then, all three of them might talk with each other about their 'relationship'.

"Wait, if she is Tim's girlfriend? Where's Tim?" Lois asked her soon to be ex-husband. "And where did that girl go to now?" Lois continued, noticing that Cassandra had now taken the position next to her father as they both laughed and talked with Damian.

"They are..." Clark had this look on his face, the one he always has when using his super-hearing. "Rao!"

"What is it?!" Lois asked him, not liking his tone. Clark had taken out his phone and looked for the last news. "God!" Lois gasped, reading the news headlines.

Explotion at secret LexCorp Lab.

Previous Proyect Cadmus Lab, now secret LexCorp Lab. LexCorp the new Proyect Cadmus?

Explosive Teen Titans Mission.

7 Teen Titans at the scene in flames. New Teen Titan member?

"New member? What does that mean?" Lois asked out loud, before looking around and noticing that many people were on their phones- Bruce had a thundering expression on his face. "Clark? Are you ok? You look a little pale."

"C-clone," Clark stuttered, low enough for only me to hear him. "They found a clone of me in a LexCorp Lab. One of the last remainings of Proyect Cadmus..." Clark informed me, still eavesdropping on the Teen Titans. "How is it that none of us noticed that when we took down Proyect Cadmus?!"

"What are you going to do?" Lois asked him gently. "Oh, Clark," she sighed when she received a lost look from him.

"I don't know Lois," he sounded so confused and lost. "I don't know what to do. Please, help me."