It had been almost been 4 month's in the care of the Bambi.

She woke from the sunlight breching the room through cheap broken window shades. She would run her eyes and look around, snuggling deeper into couch, before eventually getting up for breakfast.

Sometimes it was the Soup Kitchen, sometimes it was the Clark Kent. Even then, she always felt hungry.

Her mother wasn't on her mind as much, as all she could think about was food. Just stuffing her face into a warm meal the end of the day.

Her stomach seemed to growl less, but she was still hungry.

She wander most of the day, trying to find little something to make with herself.

In the back of the grocery store down the street, the old water vendor was broke, just dropping things one by one.

Audrey was starting to feel better about it. Food, water, a place to stay. It was only a matter a time before her mother came back. She run to her, She imgained. She run with her arms out, and her mother pick her up and swirl her.

Then they would go home to a new apartment, with new toys and a new kitchen and a new couch. They would still be together, sitting on the new couch in that new apartment watching Super Star Kitty.

She walked home with a can of raviolis she had taken from the store. It was a busy day, and no one had seemed to notice.

"Audrey? What are you doing in an ally" Asked a voice. Audrey turned around, surprised, relaxing as she turned to see Clark Kent.

Pulling her cut hands into her sleeve inconspicuously, she looked back up at him . "Oh. Hi ," She said nonchalantly, as if it was nothing. He walking over, kneeling down to her height, eye to eye.

"Your arm," He said. He gently grabbed it in his hands, cradling it. "Have you gotten it checked?" He asked.

It wasn't so much a question, as much as it was a explanation of knowing the truth. "No," She Audrey admitted.

"The doctor was on break. He'll be back soon," She lied. As soon as she had told the truth, she had lied again. What would mom say? It didn't matter.

Clark looked at her, letting her arm go. "Audrey, let me help you. I can find you a place to stay, with nice people," He suggested, trying to win her over.

"Wouldn't it be nice to live normally? Clean clothes, nice meals?" He said.

Audrey was tempted, she'd say that. "I can't. Some people weren't meant to live normally. I have to find my mommy," She explained.

She turned, trying to walk away. "Wai-" Clark grabbed her shoulder, trying to grab her. She looked wide-eyed, frightened, her mind instantly racing back to the house fire. That man. The man who grabbed her, who wanted to take her away. "No!" She shouted.

A wall of fire instantly came between the two, Clark jumping away. He stumbled back, looking back at Audrey, who was looking right back him.

A terrible feeling rose in her chest as she looked at Clark. She never meant to hurt him, he who was so nice to her. She turned, running away from the scene.

Tears formed on her eyes. So much for a normal life. She kept running. She would run until she was all the way back to the little room in the apartment.

she slipped, her knees scraping up against the concrete. she didn't try to get up. She just kneeled, wiping away her eyes.

Why did all these terrible things have to happen? What had she done? Where had she gone wrong? She chocked up, trying to calm down.

She was shaky as she huddled. She needed to get up. She needed to go. "Audrey," A voice called out. It was strong, confident. She looked around. No one. She used the wall to support her as she got up.

As she turned, she came face to face with him. Superman. She gasped, her legs becoming absolute jello, falling back to her butt. You knew you were in big trouble when superman was there.

"Audrey, Thats enough," He stated again. How did he know here name?! It didn't matter. She started hyperventalting, not able to catch her breath. There was Superman, who was here to take her to jail.

She grasped the wall, trying to get a grip on something. She slid down the wall, sitting. She stared crying at he knelt beside her.

"Audrey..."

"I don't want to go jail..." She cried, like a child desperate to get out of trouble.

The superhero laughed.

"I'm not here to take you to jail," He said. He held out as his hand.

"I want to help you," He smiled.

Audrey looked at it hesitantly.

"I can't... " whined. It was a struggle to deny his offer. "I have to wait for my mom,"

Superman thought for a moment.

"I could help you find her," He said.

Audrey was silent as she stared at him, then his hand.

"I promise,"

She looked at him again, before reaching out to his hand. They were surprisingly soft.

He reached for her and hugged her, letting her take comfort in his arms until she feel asleep.