AN: WOW! Thanks for all the reviews, favoriting, following, and views everyone! You really know how to make a fanfiction author happy! Thank you all for sticking with me! The story's picking up as Thora tries to find out who she belongs to. Should be fun, huh? Don't worry, we'll hear from the Avengers and Loki soon; should be a couple of chapters from now. :)

8: Requests

Thora sat in Richard's office, swirling back and forth in his tall back leather chair while trying to calm her nerves. She wasn't exactly sure how to start the conversation with Lois Lane about the Justice League. She was terrified of telling her the truth; that she was the one that landed Thomas Adkins in the hospital. Again she shuddered at the thought. Suddenly she wanted her Pikachu pillow or a tall, dark, and handsome young man with silver framed glasses. Thora sighed, her thoughts straying to Jason for the millionth time that morning.

She felt quite ridiculous. It wasn't normal for someone to feel so attached to somebody they'd just met! But Thora couldn't deny that there was some kind of connection between her and Jason. It was strange how from the moment they held hands, she felt like she'd known him her whole life. But it was obvious that he didn't know who she was. Either that or he was trying to pretend he didn't to spare her feelings of guilt for forgetting him. No, that last thought couldn't be right. If there was one thing Thora had picked up on, it was that Jason Kent was very honest. She wondered if he could even tell a lie. Maybe not. But that didn't make a difference to her. He was perfect just the way he was.

Thora sighed and rested her head in her hands. What would Jason think if she told him how she really felt about him, like he was the missing piece to her puzzle? Although, that wouldn't hold much value since her whole life at the moment was a big puzzle full of holes. Thora frowned. She couldn't pass her feelings for Jason as temporary infatuation, of that she was sure, but did she dare tell him that if he disappeared, she was afraid she might shatter? She already felt her life was a pit of eggshells. If one more negative thing happened, she was sure that she would fall right through into some unknown abyss. Closing her eyes, Thora sent up a silent plea that nothing would happen to take Jason away from her.

Just then the door opened and Richard came in. "Hey, are you alright?"

Thora looked up and smiled. "Yeah. I just have a lot on my mind."

Lois was right behind Richard. She sent Thora a warm smile. "So, where would you like to talk?" she asked.

"Some place private," Thora suggested. "I'd rather not be overheard anywhere."

"I'd offer my office but I need it to make international calls on Perry's orders," Richard said.

"That's okay," Lois replied. "I know of another place perfect for private conversation. Come on," she said with a wave of her hand.

Lois would have gone to the roof but that was strictly off limits since it was Clark's secret get away. It wouldn't do to suddenly have the Man of Steel touch down on the Daily Planet roof while she was in the middle of a private conversation with someone. Thora would be sure to ask tons of questions. So instead, Lois led Thora down to the Archives. Since most of the Daily Planet's information went digital ten years ago, people rarely came to the room filled with hardcopies. The only reason why the place still existed was because there were many stories when the Planet first started that hadn't been converted to digital; Perry wanted to keep the classic stuff untouched.

Dead bolting the door, Lois indicated for Thora to sit in one of the chairs at an empty desk. Pulling one up to where the teenager sat, Lois sat down and leaned back. "Alright, what is it that you needed to talk to me about, Thora?"

Thora glanced at the doors. "You're sure nobody is going to come in?"

"I'm sure," Lois said with confidence.

"And they're not going to eavesdrop?"

"Nope."

"Okay," the young blond said, letting out all the breath in her lungs. Straightening, she looked Lois in the eye and said, "Mrs. Lane, I wanted to ask you about the Justice League."

Lois' eyebrows rose. "First off, you can call me Lois and secondly, what would you like to know about them?"

Thora swallowed what felt like a small elephant in her throat. "Okay. I know that it must be weird to have a teenager demanding your time, but the thing is, Lois, I need your help. Richard told me that out of everyone, you have the most knowledge on them."

"Why do you need to know about them?" Lois asked, suddenly very alert. Surely Thora wasn't a spy for the enemy? That would be incredibly low. Even so, this subject demanded that she be on her guard.

"Do you promise that what I'm about to tell you stays between us?" Thora asked.

Lois raised an eyebrow. "I promise."

"That story the other day," Thora muttered, "the one about Thomas Adkins?"

"What about it?"

"I did it," Thora said, her hands suddenly shaking.

Lois gasped. She hadn't been expecting that! "What?!"

"I didn't mean to!" Thora cried, tears pricking her eyes. "He grabbed me and dragged me behind the bleachers. I tried to yell for help but he started to kiss me and then he…he started to touch me…" Thora shuddered. "Panicking, I pushed him and the next thing I knew, he was laying on the ground, fifty feet away from me! I didn't know what to do! I was so freaked out that I ran away!" Thora wiped the tears away from her eyes and then looked at Lois. "Lois, I don't know who my parents are. But normal people can't do what I did. I can only think that maybe I'm related to one of the members of the Justice League. I don't know anything about them except for Superman and you know him the best. Do you think I might be related to him?"

Lois stared at Thora with wide eyes. She could hardly believe what she'd heard. Thora had been the one behind the accident! That kind of strength was definitely superhero material. If it had been her, she would have come to the same conclusion Thora had. She wasn't sure if any other members of the League had a daughter though she knew for a fact that none of them were married. And Superman was obviously out of the question.

Seeing the young girl's distress, Lois took her hand. "It must have been terrifying," she said, comfortingly. A surge of anger rippled through her as she thought of Thomas Adkins. That kid had always been a bad egg. How dare he attack Thora like that! "Thomas shouldn't have done that to you."

"But I shouldn't have done what I did to him!" Thora cried. "I'm scared, Lois. I'm afraid that I'm going to hurt someone else! If Superman hadn't been there Thomas would have died! And it would have been my fault." She choked back tears as she continued, "I had hoped that maybe, if you could tell me more about the Justice League, I could find a way to contact them. Even if none of them turn out to be my parents, maybe they can help me control my power so I don't end up hurting someone else. I don't want to be a killer, Lois."

Lois got out of her chair and put her arms around Thora, who latched onto her and cried. Lois stoked her hair. "Shhh," she muttered. "It's going to be okay. You're not going to hurt anyone, Thora."

"How do you know?" she pleaded.

"It's against your character," Lois said firmly. "You're a good girl. You don't strike me as the type of person out to murder anyone."

"But I lost my memories," Thora countered. "What if I'm really the daughter of a killer?"

Lois grabbed her shoulders and looked her right in the eye. "You're not," she said with finality.

Her conviction was so sure that Thora couldn't help but believe her. Returning to her first thought, she asked, "Then do you think I might be related to a member of the League?"

Seeing that she'd calmed down, Lois released Thora and sat back down. "I'm not entirely sure," she said honestly, "although I know you're not Superman's."

"How?" Thora asked, more curious than suspicious.

Lois smiled. "The man can't hide a thing from me. I know for a fact that even though I'm married, he's still very much in love with me. Superman isn't like humans who tend to flaunt their affections without little thought. No, I think his race is one where when they pick someone, that's the only person they'll ever pursue."

Thora's eyebrows drew together. "I know this is a personal matter but, why didn't you marry him? Lana told me that he loves you."

That was way too close to home. Lois decided to steer out of the dangerous waters. "I'd rather keep that to myself for now," she said sternly but not unkind.

Thora nodded, suddenly feeling sheepish for even asking. "Sorry."

"That's okay," Lois said. "Now, concerning the rest of the League, can I ask if you have any other powers?"

Thora shook her head. "Not that I know of."

"Hmmm." Lois sat back and tapped her chin, thinking. After a moment, she looked at Thora and smiled. "I tell you what, instead of talking about them, would you like to speak to them?"

Thora's eyes widened. "Is that possible?"

Lois laughed. "Of course."

"I…I thought this was beneath them," she confessed.

Lois took Thora's hand. "Thora, the duty of the Justice League is to help people in any way they can and you can bet your life that your case is definitely worthy of their attention. Don't worry about it. I'll get in touch with Superman today and if luck is on our side, you can meet the League tonight."

Thora felt as if the chair she was sitting in was about to swallow her whole. Of all the things she expected when meeting with Lois, she hadn't expected to walk away with a possible appointment with the League in less than twenty four hours. "Are you sure they'll be okay with that?" she asked, nervous. "I don't want to get in the way of them saving the world."

Lois smiled kindly and gave Thora's hand a squeeze. "Thora, you're not a burden. I'm positive the League will be more than willing to help. They're nice people, believe me."

She stood up and Thora mimicked her. After pushing the chairs back under their proper desks, the two women made their way for the exits, both lost in thought. After the elevators opened to the noise of the bullpen, Lois turned to Thora. "So what are you going to do until Jason gets off school?"

Thora felt herself turning red. "Um…well, I kind of thought it would take longer to talk to you," she confessed.

"I've got an idea! How about you look at the articles I've complied on Superman and the other heroes?" Lois said.

Thora's eyes brightened. "That would be wonderful!"

"Come on, you can use Richard's second computer to look them up. He's hardly in his office anyway," Lois muttered. "He always wanders around his side of the bullpen; he hates being cooped up in an office."

Sure enough they found Richard near the back of the International room, looking over one of his reporters shoulders, commenting on their work. Upon noticing his ex and Thora, Richard clapped the reporter on the back and made his way over. "Ladies," he said with a smile, "what brings you to the best section of the Daily Planet?"

Lois snorted. "International is a joke and you know it, Richard."

Richard laughed. "You're just jealous that we get most of the Justice League's stories."

Lois rolled her eyes. "Don't forget who gets those stories."

Richard grinned. "I think Clark's got you beat for this month."

"What?! Since when?" Lois demanded, storming towards Richard's office where the tally board was kept. Richard had come up with it to see which reporter brought in the most JLA stories each month. Most of the time the rivalry was between Lois and Clark; they had become rather competitive over the last year since the board's creation. Last month Lois had won. But as the woman laid eyes on the board, she growled upon seeing that this month, her husband had taken first place. "How did he do that? I turned in the last story!"

Richard chuckled. "He turned one in this morning while you and Thora were busy."

"That little cheater! He waited until I was distracted! I'm going to go over there and-"

"Hey, don't rip his head off!" Richard called as Lois stormed out of International heading over to City. "You would have done the same thing!"

Ignoring him, Lois practically smashed through the glass doors, strolling up the hall, her hair crackling with electricity. "KENT!" she shouted.

"Oh dear," Jimmy muttered. He was hanging out near Clark's desk. "Here comes Hurricane Lane."

Clark didn't look the least bit intimidated to see his wife stalking towards him with daggers in her eyes. Trying to hide his smile, he turned away from his computer. "Hello, Lois."

"Don't you dare 'hello, Lois' me!" she growled. "You submitted another story without telling me?! I thought we had made an agreement to alert each other before we turned in anything to International."

Clark looked up at her through his thick glasses. "Lois, I did alert you."

Lois faltered slightly but caught herself, crossing her arms defiantly. "No you didn't."

"Yes, I did."

"How?"

"A text."

Lois whipped out her phone and stared. Sure enough, there was a message from her husband stating that he was turning in an article about the Justice League stopping a bank robbery yesterday in Star City. She looked up at Clark sourly. "You knew I was busy or else I would have written that report this morning!"

"We were both there," Clark shrugged. "That made the article free game. Besides, we said whoever could type it up first would win fair and square."

Lois growled. "That's still unfair! I was taking care of something important!"

Clark sent her his trademark smile. "So was I. We just had different priorities."

Lois suddenly grabbed Clark's tie and surprised him by yanking him towards her. Kissing him full on the mouth, Lois whispered huskily, "The next story is mine or else." Before Clark could respond, she slammed her lips to his and kissed him forcefully. Breathing heavily, she pushed him away with all her might and stalked off to her desk.

Clark watched her as she went. "I love my wife," he muttered adoringly.

After twenty minutes, Lois had calmed down enough to stand back up and walk over to where her husband sat. "I'm going out for a while," she said.

Clark looked up at her. "Oh? Chasing down a story?"

Lois shook her head and then surprised him with another kiss, this time soft. "I'm going to the roof," she muttered, pulling away. "I'll be back later. And don't you dare steal my lead!" she said with a wink.

Clark raised an eyebrow as he watched her go. Looking back to his computer, he typed up the rest of his article near super-typing speed. Looking at his watch, he noticed it had been five minutes. His phone vibrated. It was a text from Lois. Hurry up, hero! Clark smiled, got up, and rushed to the elevators, pretending he'd just gotten a lead from a source.

After the elevator doors closed, he floated to the top, opened the emergency hatch like usual, replaced it, and flew up the shaft, leaving his work clothes behind. Reaching the roof, he found Lois leaning against the ledge, staring up at the sky.

"You wanted to see me, Mrs. Lane?" he asked in his best Superman voice.

Lois whirled around. "About time. I thought you'd be here sooner."

Superman smiled. "Sorry, I was busy." Lois rolled her eyes, grinning. He joined her by the ledge, facing her with a curious expression. "What is it that you needed?"

Lois stood at her full height, her hazel eyes burning with determination. Superman loved it when she took on this commanding presence. It was a majesty that had captivated him since their first interview. Lois folded her arms and looked him right in the eye, something not many people were brave enough to do. "I need to schedule a meeting with the Justice League tonight."

Superman's eyebrows rose. "That's quite the demand, Mrs. Lane."

"I wouldn't ask for it unless it was a serious matter," Lois stated.

"Would you mind giving me some reason to justify the time you have requested?" Superman asked.

Lois sighed, suddenly looking stressed. She ran her fingers through her unruly hair. "Superman, it's important, okay? Please, I really need to see all of you tonight. Richard's place?"

Superman's brow furrowed. He knew Lois wouldn't ask this unless something was dire. "I'll see what I can do," he said. "But I can't make any promises that they will be willing to come tonight without some type of explanation, especially Batman."

Lois rolled her eyes, her frustration getting the better of her. "If the League doesn't consider my request worthy of their time, I'll find a way to break into Watchtower and deliver my message there. And if you try to stop me, I know how to stop you."

Superman's mouth dropped open. "Are you threatening the League, Mrs. Lane?"

"You darn well know I'm threatening them!" Lois snapped, standing up at her full height. Though she was still a head shorter than him, Superman took a step back. "I'm not going to be set aside like an afterthought. This is a top priority case. And if the League treats it lightly, I have enough information and enough connections to make every deepest darkest secret known not only in the states but in the world."

Superman's eyes widened. Now that threat got his undivided attention. Lois only used that threat when she wanted it clear for the League to meet her. Usually it was to discuss an issue with keeping him from spending more time at home. But that couldn't be the reason this time; the League had kept their word and not overused Superman like they had in the past. No, this issue was something else. Lois had information, information she needed to share with the League.

"Does this have to do with any of our enemies?" Superman asked.

Lois shook her head. "No. But it does have to do with someone's personal wellbeing."

Superman didn't need to hear anymore for now. What she'd given him was enough. "I'll make sure we're all there tonight," he promised. "What time?"

"Seven," Lois replied.

Superman nodded and turned to fly off to Watchtower.

"Superman?"

He paused. "Yes, Mrs. Lane?"

Lois looked left and right before standing on her tiptoes to quickly kiss his cheek. "Thank you," she whispered. "This is really important."

He looked into her lovely hazel eyes and nodded. "I'll see you soon. I'll be heading to the warehouses after I get done with Watchtower." He saw her panicked expression and added, "Batman's coming with me. Don't worry; they're all watching over me since it's apparent that Luthor is behind the drug smuggling."

Lois relaxed. "Okay."

"I'll be back here around four to give you the verdict about tonight," Superman promised.

Lois smiled. "I'll be waiting."

Superman waved at her cheerfully before taking off, flying towards the clouds.

o0o0o

"There had better be a good reason you called this meeting Supes," Flash said. "I was in the middle of a really important conversation."

Green Arrow snorted. "With some chick you're never going to date."

Several League members chuckled as Flash stuck his tongue out at his masked colleague.

"Why did you call us here, Superman?" Wonder Woman asked.

Superman stood up and everyone fell silent. When the hero reached his full height at the head of the table, it commanded everyone's attention. "Lois Lane has requested the League's presence tonight at seven."

Batman's eyes narrowed. "What for?" he growled.

"She wouldn't go into details," Superman answered, "but she did state that it was a matter of someone's personal wellbeing."

That information received several frowns. A few League members shared a glance before staring back at their colleague. Everyone knew that sometimes Superman's wife demanded a meeting to discuss giving the Man of Steel some time off but to discuss someone's personal wellbeing? That was a new one.

"Did she say who it is?" Batman asked.

Superman sighed. "No. But she pulled the ultimate threat."

"You're kidding?!" Flash yelped. "She hasn't pulled that in at least five years!"

"Then this must be serious," Martin Manhunter said.

"I already promised that all of you would be there," Superman said. "Besides, if you don't come to her, she'll come to you. She threatened to find a way to get here and you all know she's capable of doing it."

"Remind me again why you married her?" Aquaman asked.

Superman smiled. "Because I love her," he said simply. "Now, are you all agreed to come tonight?"

Everyone looked at Batman. The dark knight sighed. "Lois has more dirt on me than anyone else. I have no choice but to go."

"What kind of dirt does she have on you, Bats?" Flash asked.

Batman narrowed his eyes. "If I told you, I'd have to kill you."

Flash tried to laugh it off. "You let her know. Why didn't you get rid of her?"

Batman pointed at Superman. "Best friend's wife," he said gruffly.

Superman smirked. "And if you even touched Lois in a harmful way, I'd snap your neck."

The tone was light but the threat was real. Everyone knew that to mess with Lois Lane would inflict the full wrath of the Kryptonian and that was the last thing anyone wanted.

"I guess it's decided then," Hawkgirl sighed. "Where are we supposed to meet? Your place?"

"No. Richard's," Superman said. "Everyone remember how to get there?" They all nodded. "Good. See you at seven then. Batman, you ready to head out?"

Batman stood up and slinked off. "I'll meet you down there," he growled, disappearing without a backward glance.

"I think I like his other side better," Green Arrow said with a grin. "He's a riot at parties."

"When can I get invited to one of those?" Flash asked.

"When you do something worth a billionaire's attention," Green Arrow responded.

The others laughed before departing for the teleporters that would beam them back to Earth. Superman reached the room that opened out into free airspace. Wonder Woman followed behind him. "Superman, be careful."

Superman looked at her. "Don't worry; Batman's going to be with me every step of the way."

"Even so, the more time you spend down at the docks, the more kryptonite you're exposed to," Wonder Woman said. "It hasn't escaped our attention that you look paler than usual. Maybe you should just let us handle this one."

"Luthor's back in town, Diana. I can't let this slide. He's been hiding for five years. I want to know what he's been up to."

"But every time you get close, his thugs throw out kryptonite weapons. We've had to drag you back to the sun more times in the last week than all the days I've known you. Clark, we joined up as a team to help each other. Luthor's as much a threat to us as he is to you. Let us take over this one. You need to rest."

Superman frowned at her. He knew she was right and it aggravated him to no end that she was. He sighed. "Alright. Let me do this last run with Batman then I'll back off."

Wonder Woman smiled and put a hand on his shoulder. "Thank you. Call if you need help getting up to the sun."

Superman nodded and then remembered, "Diana?"

"Yes?"

"How are things between you and Batman?"

Diana blushed deeply. "Quite well, thank you."

Superman smiled. "I'm happy for you two. I'll see you tonight."

"Be careful," she called as he took off, heading back to Earth.