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Chapter 11

"Everything is going to be all right." I said, looking into his grass-green eyes, which now bore the narrow wet trail of a tear.

I walked down to the bathroom as he asked, "You're not going to leave me alone, right?"

I stopped at the doorway, turned towards and smiled, "No. I'm going to sleep over here just to keep you safe."

"That's good to know." He said smiling. "The towels are on your right."

"Thanks." I said grabbing one and heading in the shower, taking off my suit as I did so..

I sighed. This is going to be one heck of a weekend.

The water from the shower head pelted down my back as I used my super-hearing to check up on him.

"Man, just when you think you know a person..." He chuckled, heading for the other couch in the room. five minutes later he was sound asleep.

When I stepped out of the shower I dressed up, covered him, and kissed him on his forehead.

I saw him smile under the covers as I went to sleep on the couch.

"Wake-y wake-y." I heard him say from the kitchen area. The smell of fresh pancakes wafted through the air.

"Wha-?"

I looked at my reflection on the refrigerator door. I combed my hair a bit. It looked like I had just gone through one of Livewire's electrical surges.

I glanced upwards; thankfully I hadn't burned a baseball-sized hole or two in the ceiling.

"Going to take a quick shower-" I paused, noticing something different.

I glanced at the bathroom with my X-ray vision. "Where's my outfit?"

"Laundry." He replied, as he smiled, "Cape's on the metal rack."

"Thanks, again. Going to take a shower."

"Before you do, I think there's someone who's letting you take a day off on your crime-fighting."

"What are yo-?"

He flicked on the TV. with the remote. "I Tivo'd it for you."

He went to some station on the TV and pressed play.

"...Leesburg has a new hero in town. He calls himself Comet." The reporter stated as some Fabio-look-alike in a purple armored costume saved someone from peril.

The next scene had him in the middle of a throng of fans signing autographs, giving a playful wink to the cameraman.

I snorted, "Right. All we need now is paparazzi and the fans will go crazy over this guy."

"Do I detect a hint of jealousy?" He smirked.

"Jealousy. Nah. Just-Is it that obvious?" I deadpanned.

"Hey, look at it this way. You'll have more free time to do what you've wanted to do."

"True." I pointed to the screen as he paused the recording, "-But he isn't going to get rid of me that easily."

"You say it like it's a threat." He chuckled.

I sighed, "I've got a lot more things to worry about than some 'wanna-be' superhero running around Leesburg."

"Like what?"

I cleared my throat and glanced at the time on the TV. It's 11 o'clock already!

"I need to head out of here." I said and took a quick shower.

I dried my outfit, put it on, and then put my civilian clothes on top of that.

I got a pancake and told him a recap of the mystery DVD that appeared at my doorstep last night.

"So, these meta-human FBI guys didn't send it?" He said cutting a piece of a pancake and dunking it into some syrup.

"Not sure.-" I said shaking my head and gobbled the pancake down a second later, "-I need to be at the Daily Planet by 12, though. You want to come?"

"Yeah. Do I need to take some money?"

"For food, yeah. But we're getting there by Supergirl-express. Last thing I need is traffic." I said giving him a wink, as I placed the now empty dish in the sink .

We got there just in time.

I walked with him on the outskirts of the Daily Planet noticing even more security than usual.

I went through the security system without a hitch along with Richard and went to the Daily Planet office. It looked like no one had been there for a day or two. Some people were wandering around. Perry White was nowhere to be seen.

I saw Jimmy and flagged him down. He waved from across the room, coffee in hand, his eyes had little dark circles under them. I waved back.

I felt a hand on my elbow as I scanned Kal's desk which was dust covered. Lois' desk, on the other hand, needed some reorganizing.

"Richard, we're here on business not-" I began. Then glanced up seeing that Richard had left me to chat with Jimmy and Mr. Reeve was at my side-minus Tiny- his "bodyguard".

"Nice to know you're still around. We need to talk." Mr. Reeve said, pulling me aside and headed towards the Chief's room.

He closed the blinds and locked the door, as he pulled up a chair for me.

"Why can't Richard come-" I asked him.

"Matter of security. Told the kid to get some food 'cause you're going to be in here for a while." He stated gruffly,

"You're here because of an anonymous tip."

"Anonymous? Look, If you came here to set me up-"

"Just look at the pictures, Blondie-" He said, waving the comment away like a pesky gnat.

I glared at him, my eyes glowing a soft, bright red. "Don't ever call me that.".

"-Luthor's been a busy boy while we've been hauling our little butt's to capture all these meta-things." He said, gruffly.

"So? Where do I come in?" I said, turning into Supergirl, still glaring at him, arms folded across my chest.

"See for yourself" . He handed me a folder with the words "Top Secret" in big, red letters. Inside it was full of pictures and a little DVD player.

I spread out the pictures. He was right. The other file was health stats of some genetic program sequence called "Project Cadmus". The project in question was named "Experiment 13".

I looked at it closely with my telescopic vision, it said that whatever did this had tactile telekinesis and had a mix of both Luthor and Kal's DNA. There were blue prints of an underground area of the Luthor Mansion.

"Wait a minute..." My voice faltered as I looked at a particular square on the two maps on the lower left. It was like a before and after picture: one looked normal, the other looked like the whole floor just leveled out of nowhere.

"Any security footage of what did this?" I said, my voice turning serious.

"Look at the DVD player." He shrugged.

I flicked it on. What stared back at me was someone that looked like a teenage version of Kal.

"No way- This has to be a-" The Kal clone looked straight at the camera and busted through a wall.

I will continue this fellow readers, don't worry! Note: To anyone who has helpful ideas. please message me. Writer's block sucks.