Hello, TSSBfY readers! I've decided to so something a bit different. I'm going to answer your reviews before each chapter. I've seen other Authors do it and I've always liked it. If you're not okay with me replying this way let me know and I'll respond to you privately.

Crystal-Wold-Guardian-967: Glad you loved it:)

Liz(guest): Thank you for complementing on my writing:) Thanks for all of you're support and enjoy this chapter:)

Guest 1: I'm glad you're enjoying the changes. I thought it was a great opportunity for Martha to come in:) Especially when Annie is unaware of who her son is and the irony of her getting the call that she's interviewing Superman/Clark with Martha in the other room- was just too awesome to not pass up!

coolpizza57: Sadly, Annie will not have powers. This story has nothing to do with the original. I wasn't satisfied with that plot and decided to start over. I hope you'll still stick around to read it even if she can't fly.

mrsMxyzptlk: Thank you for sticking around! I'm sorry for the confusion. I wanted to change it for awhile. I just wasn't happy with the way it had went. Her blind date was going to be a lawyer, but I changed him to a Detective after. The detective himself is staking out a crooked defense lawyer, maybe my wording confused you? I wrote it at like 2 in the morning so I'm planning on going back over it. Thanks for pointing that out.

As for the other thing-I had no idea that Smallville was so far away from Metropolis, honest. I'll probably go back and fix that as well. Annie only visits her mom when she can so that's every other month. Maybe I can throw in that she can't afford to keep visiting her mother as frequently in the next chapter. Truly sorry about that I had no idea the distance between the two destinations

And I love reading everyone's reviews.

I had arrived back in Metropolis early Tuesday morning. Perry wasn't too happy that I had traveled to Kansas on my weekend off because now I was missing work. He told me to come in when I could. I would have to tell my mom that our little get togethers were going to have to not happen for awhile. One it was costing too much to drive to Kansas every other month and Two: I was getting in trouble at work because of it.

After a shower to rinse off the two day car grime that had settled onto my skin, I was ready for work. I dressed casually in a pair of ankle jeans, a casual silk top and a floral blazer. I was excited because I was able to wear my blush pink pointed flats for the first time. They complemented the flowers in the blazer. I grabbed a pair of earrings, a few dainty rings and my watch. My makeup was simple; brown smoky eye, mascara, some blush and matte lip stick. Satisfied with my appearance I hurried out to my kitchen grabbing some toast, my purse and the articles I had printed out about Superman.

I snagged my purse up on the way out as well, my door closing loudly behind me. My neighbor, Annabeth was walking her small pug back to her apartment. As I passed the elderly woman she smiled at me and her pug, Walter, barked and licked my leg. I reached down and scratched behind his ear, Walter's leg snapped loudly against the carpeted floor in relief.

"Where are you off to so early dressed so fine, dear?" Annabeth asked her eyebrows rising as she looked me over gesturing to my outfit.

"Work, today is a big day. I'm moving up and interviewing the important people now," I smiled at her,"I would love to stick around and talk- you know I would, but..."

She shooed me away and smiled, laughing,"Today's a big day, I know. Go on,"

I smiled at her grateful that she hadn't stopped to speak to me for too long and stepped into the elevator.

When I arrived at The Planet my purse was slipping off my shoulder threatening to jerk to my elbow violently as I balanced a stack of reports and notes, three coffees from Starbucks in a tray on top of that, and the Danish Lois had requested. When I had called Jimmy on my way in asking if he wanted coffee since I realized I hadn't eaten breakfast. I didn't count my burnt toast-this is not what I had in mind.

Jimmy had raddled off his order only for Lois to step in and say I was 'the greatest for getting her a cherry Danish'. The other two drinks were for Clark and Perry. Perry's was a thank you and I just felt bad to be drinking coffee in front of Clark and didn't want him to feel left out since everyone in his immediate area would have coffee. So here I was juggling my load and waiting for the elevator. I tapped my foot in impatience.

"Annie?" Clark looked down at me shocked.

"Oh, hey, Clark," I responded with a smile and an odd head nod.

I couldn't really do much- there was coffee tops glued to my chin.

"Here, let me help," he said taking the tray. I sighed in relief,"Thank you so much. I was starting to get a strain in my neck," He smiled down at me his glasses sliding from his nose only for his long finger to push them back up. He seemed to notice the large stack of folders in my arms, but didn't know how to ask about them.

"I'm doing research," I spoke up as the elevator doors opened and we stepped to the back. Dozens of people shuffled in after us and Clark and I were shoulder to shoulder, well more like shoulder to elbow. He towered over me.

"That's a lot of research,"

"I know right. I went all out when I heard I'd be replacing Lois in her interview! I'm relatively new and I know my work load has been picking up, I don't want to disappoint, so I did my homework," I told Clark.

"Doing research is always good, maybe next time only bring in one folder?" Clark joked nudging my elbow.

"Superman's been really busy and I wanted to be thorough." The elevator came to a halt and the doors slid open.

"So you're who Perry's got to take over the Superman interview," Clark smiled at me. We followed the crowd down the hall, most departing for accounting before we reached our office doors.

"I'm surprised you didn't want to do it, Clark," we stopped at my desk and he handed me the tray of coffee,"Thank you," He nodded and sat down at his desk across from me.

"I've never been interested in interviewing him," Clark said glancing at his computer screen.

"Oh, I guess some reporters aren't," I placed his cup on the corner of his desk and he smiled and thanked me and told me I didn't have to do that.

"Westmore," Perry barked from his office.

"Duty calls!" And with that I quickly placed Lois' Danish on her desk and handed Jimmy his latte.

Perry was surprised as I handed him his coffee,"What's this for?" He asked walking back around his desk.

"It's a thank you," I responded sitting down.

"Thanks. Now the interview isn't until next week, but I hope you're doing your research," he clasped his hands over his distended stomach and I nodded telling him I have.

"Good. All we need is for you to ask about his recent savings and all the press time he's been getting lately,"

"I thought I was going to be able to ask about the battle two years ago,"

"That's already been covered, Ms. Westmore,"

"Yeah, by Lois two years ago. It's different now. People aren't as afraid of him anymore. I was thinking I could ask about his planet and what exactly happens when he comes into contact with-what was it called? Kryptonite, right? I mean that was just found months ago and he seems to respond to it. You saw that one vid, Perry," I rambled off my hands flying everywhere as I spoke. I was excited.

"Lois will print out the questions she wants you to ask. Maybe she already has those on there, you never know," Perry told me turning his attention to his email. He glanced up at me when I didn't move.

"I'm dismissed?"

Perry only nodded like it was the most obvious thing in the world. Back in the office I found Lois at her desk, her fingers clicking loudly against her keyboard as she spoke. She didn't look sick only unkept. Her normally perfect hair was in a ponytail, but poorly done. Her dress shirt was wrinkled on one arm and her pants weren't creased down the leg like she usually did. The Danish I bought her was still sitting on the napkin, was my way in.

"You haven't touched your Danish," I spoke up.

She glanced up at me briefly,"That's because it's Strawberry. I hate Strawberry," Her voice was muffled, deep and hoarse as she spoke,"They probably gave you the wrong one. You can have it back," she pushed the pastry towards me.

"You bit off of it," there was a small chunk missing at the corner.

"I tore it. Just take your Danish back," there was bitterness in her voice and I wondered if she was pissed about the Danish or the fact that I was doing her interview.

"Ok," I sighed a bit annoyed, but took the pastry anyways,"Perry said you had typed up some of the questions you were going to ask?"

She pulled away from her computer and picked off the first folder in her stack.

"Everything you need is in there," Lois chirped her eyes snapping back to the screen and I took that as a sign to leave her alone.

I set the folder and Danish on my desk and went to the break room. I needed more coffee. The mocha latte I had gotten earlier didn't hold me over. My need for more caffeine was growing.

"Thanks for the Coffee, Annie. I'll be sure to treat you next time," Jimmy expressed as he passed me clapping me on the shoulder. I laughed at him and turned my attention to the coffee pot. Settled and hungry I picked at the Danish. When I got to the strawberry my eyes snapped to Lois. This was cherry! She was just bitter I'm taking over her interview and didn't want to eat what I had bought her. I quickly checked my email and saw that I had an email from my mother.

'Hey, Annie!

I know you didn't want me to set you up on another blind date, but I have someone for you. Martha's son works in the big city too and she said he's in need of a date or two! Like I always do(or don't) I'm not giving you his name so don't ask for it. Martha says he's a catch, but he doesn't know it. So, he's a sensitive hunk who doesn't realize he's a hunk. She told me a few things about him.

He likes to write (look at that-a similar hobby!)and he loves the stars. He's shy, but very devoted to those he cares about. Martha showed me a picture of her son after I didn't quite believe that he was a 'catch' (I did that just for you) and he's gorgeous. He has glasses, too! That's already two things you have in common.

You can't back out of this date. I would be so angry if you did. I'll call you later on today with all the details.

Love ya'

I rolled my eyes at her email and didn't bother responding. I had too much work to dwell on my mothers wants for her last daughter to get married and have kids before the age of thirty-five. And the dates and 'perfect matches' have been so frequent as of late that I'm honestly getting tired of a man paying for my meal. I sighed and set the thoughts of horrible dates aside and got to work. Highlighters ready and notepad on hand I dived into my many folders. Most of today was doing research, setting up my questions and finishing all the other small projects I had. I didn't even bother looking at the questions Lois gave me. I knew I'd need wine and some cheese to get through those. And I had none of that here. Now, I was glad to be closing up a bit after five. Usually, I didn't get out of here before eight.

Clark was still here, tapping away on his computer,"Clark?"

He glanced up at me as I stood next to his desk,"You're not going home?"

"Not yet, I've got to finish this article,"

I frowned,"You didn't finish it earlier?"

"No, uh, I had to step out,"

"You do that quite a lot, Clark. Stepping out for a girl?" I suggested teasing him.

He blushed and shook his head,"None of that," he ducked his head and my heart swelled,"I don't have much dates,"

I'm not sure why that startled me, but it did. Clark was tall, attractive and looked like he worked out. I could see the way his shoulders and arms fit into his suit. I mean he did have an awkward quality about him. He was always tripping over things, but he was good at heart and a gentleman.

"Well, if it makes you feel any better any woman, me included, would be lucky to have you as their date. You beat out all these pricks any of us have ever dated. I mean, you're looks alone are to die for and you're personality is a plus too. Don't worry Clark, you're perfect woman will come along,"

Clark was watching me intently.

And I shifted on my feet. He seemed to be thinking really hard about something.

"Clark?" He blinked and his cheeks flushed,"Sorry,uh, do you-,"

My phone went off in the middle of his sentence and I looked at him apologetically before answering it.

"Hello?"

"Are you home yet?"

"Mom? No, I was just about to leave. Why?" I moved away from Clark so I wouldn't annoy him with this phone call.

"Your date! It's tonight at 7, did you not get my other emails?"

"No, I was working,"

"Get back home pronto, missy. You need to get ready,"

I sighed and glanced back at Clark who was watching, a small smirk on his lips, his shoulders were slumped. I mouthed an apology and walked out of the office.

"What do you mean my dates tonight?" I snapped stalking into the elevator.

I hit the ground floor button with an angry thumb and waited for a reply.

"Martha said her son could make it tonight, that's why,"

"Mom, no more okay? This is it,"

"I'm sure it will be," my mother laughed,"Just wait till you see this guy. Call me after your date," She hung up and I sighed shoving my phone into my purse. The elevator dinged and the doors opened.

Lets get this over with.

I hope you all liked it. It's more of a filler-kind of. Not much happens here. Don't forget to R&R:)