"Not even a concussion?" Eris asked in confusion. The EMT shook his head.

"Frankly, your son's are insanely lucky." He spoke as he picked his bag up and left through the front door.

Everyone but Bruce and his son's had left. And now the last paramedic is gone as well. Only the family were left.

Eris curled her arms around the boys tighter, one around each of their backs as they both curled into her, faces buried into the sides of her ribs. They had both cried themselves into an exhausted sleep.

Clark and Bruce were talking quietly in the doorway to the living room. Jason was leaning against the window pane looking out into the yard. He had been walking the perimeter of the farm while everything had happened.

Tim was pacing back and forth in front of the fireplace, frantically typing something into his tablet. He had been hiding away in one of the guest rooms to get away from the crowd.

Damian seemed to be the only calm one in the room, sitting next to Jon while gently patting the boys back repeatedly. He had been in the barn the entire time. Hiding up in the loft and watching over the kids as they played. He hadn't expected Jordan to fall as he was climbing up the ladder. Everything after that happened too fast for Damian to react before the pipes were falling on the boys.

"Clark." She spoke, waiting for him to turn to her before continuing.

"Should we be worrying about this?"

Clark frowned down at the carpet as he crossed his arms, brow pinched. "One or both of the boys must have protected the other."

Bruce gave a nod in agreement. "They are both confused. They have no idea what one of them did."

Eris bit her lip and glanced down at her sleeping sons. "They need to know the truth."

"Eris, they aren't even ten yet. What is the truth going to do for them if they don't have powers?" Clark tried to reason.

Eris wasn't having it. "One of them has to, Clark. They should have died today."

"And what if it's Jonathan that has the powers, not Jordan? What good is telling the truth going to do for him? It's hard enough on him that everything seems to come easily to Jon and not him. But having a brother with Superpowers?" Clark tried to stop himself from speaking too loudly and waking the boys, but he was upset and determined not to tell either boy yet about his origins. He still thought they were too young.

Eris didn't want to admit that Clark could have been right. Jonathan had always been more athletic and less accident prone.

"They won't be alone, Clark, they will have their entire family there for them to help them figure it all out. We don't know for sure if both have the powers, but one obviously does." Eris was getting frustrated with her husband.

"I can't lose them, Eris. I can't" Clark stressed.

It was Bruce who answered. "We won't lose either of them." He turned to address Clark once more.

"If they are beginning to have powers like Clark, they will need to be trained to control them." Jason added in as he turned to look at his family.

Eris bit her lip. "They aren't even ten yet." She whispered, holding each boy closer.

Clark knelt in front of the three, gently placing a hand on each of his son's knees. "If they do have powers, we will tell them. But for now we wait. We will figure this out. As a family."

Bruce came closer and nodded. "We will worry about the boys possibly having powers soon, but for now, until there are more signs, we should focus on what is going on with the bank and the farm. I'll be coming with you tomorrow to talk to Lana. I've already had Alfred contact my lawyers just in case."

Eris brought a hand up to wipe tiredly at her eyes. "Thank you, Bruce. Best big brother ever."

Bruce gave a small smile. "Always. You are all family. Family sticks together."

Dick snorted and whispered, "Apes together strong." Which had Eris snorting as well in amusement. Man, she loved that movie and loved that Dick recommended it to her.

She knew Jon and Jordan were confused and scared. She would wait until they asked questions. It was only a matter of time before everything from the last few days wore off and they were back to their normal selves. They would want to know what the adults meant by them possibly having powers.

Eris stepped out onto the porch and came to a stop next to Clark and he leaned against the railing, hands gripping one another tightly as he gazed out into the dark of the night.

She stood beside him silently for a moment before speaking.

"When we dreamed about having a family, it didn't look like this, did it?" She had a sad smile on her face as she gazed out at the yard as well. Clark turned his head to look at her, repressed fear and sadness consuming him.

"We didn't have lost jobs or... a kid with severe anxiety..." She turned to lock eyes with him. "Or parents gone too soon." She whispered the last part before clearing her throat. She couldn't cry right now. She needed to be strong for her husband.

Clark looked down at the railing, eyes locking onto the white, chipping paint.

"No one ever dreams about the problems, Clark, but every life has them." She gave a soft but sad sounding laugh. "Even the extraordinary ones."

Clark looked back and reached out, gently skimming her cheek with his fingers as he gave a small smile.

He opened his mouth to speak but paused, head slumping forward a bit in exasperation and closing his eyes.

"It's your dad. He's here."

Eris frowned and looked over towards the driveway. "That can't be good. He left hours ago." He had to leave shortly after Martha's funeral. He couldn't come to the 'after party.'

They both watch as her dad's SUV comes to a stop near the porch, right beside Bruce's much fancier car.

He stormed past them with a laptop in hand and they followed him to the kitchen table, albeit Eris followed at a much slower pace.

"I had my team analyze the footage from both nuclear plants where the ruptures occurred." He pointed at the screen. "And this, is the only commonality." He paused the footage and Eris leaned forward to get a better look over Clark's shoulder.

"Whatever did this, it can move fast." Clark frowned; arms crossed as he too looked at the blurred image of what looked like a man.

"That's not all." Sam spoke with a heavy sigh. "We also discovered a sub-microscopic etching at both sites."

Eris frowned as she looked between the two men. "There was more than one nuclear plant meltdown?" This was the first she was hearing about this. She thought the first one was just a random occurrence. Why didn't Clark inform her?

Both men ignored her, which made Eris' brow twitch in annoyance.

Sam continued on. "I thought it was a fingerprint at first." He stood up and looked at Clark, who was staring at the screen in shock. "It wasn't."

Clark leaned forward, uncrossing his arms as he gazed at the alien letters on the screen. "It's Kryptonian." He spoke. "You are not a hero Kal El."

Clark frowned. "Whoever did this, knows who I am." He looked up at Sam, all while Eris stood behind the two, tapping her foot in annoyance and glaring at the screen.

"He's been studying you, Clark. I bet there's someplace nearby where you can change into your suit." Sam said as he put his hands into his pockets.

Eris frowned. "What? Now? No way." Her arms uncrossed and she glared at her father's back.

Sam and Clark turned at the sound of her voice, as if they had forgotten she was there.

"Eris." Sam spoke, sounding as if she was being unreasonable.

"I get it, okay. There is something powerful out there that doesn't like Superman or nuclear power plants, and that combination really sucks ass." She understood she did. But Clark was needed here more.

"But now is not the time for Clark to just fly off. His mom just died, dad." She pointed an angry finger at her father who looked slightly ashamed to be scolded by his daughter.

"And I mean it, Clark. I know the world will always need Superman, and when there is a problem you will be there for them, but right now, at this moment, your family needs you more." She spoke, tears of frustration filling her silver orbs as she tried her hardest not to let her emotions get to her. She'd cried enough today.

Clark looked as if he wanted to approach her, to comfort her, but he stayed back at the look she sent him.

Clark gave a sigh and nodded before turning to Sam. The room was silent for a moment before Clark spoke. "She's right, Sam."

Sam clenched his teeth, closed the laptop and picked it up. He turned to his daughter in anger and stopped close to her on his path out of the kitchen.

"I tried to warn you, Eris." He said.

Eris frowned and wiped at her eyes. "Oh, come on, dad. Not this agai-" but he continued, cutting her off.

"When you decided to get married, I tried to warn you. You may have fallen in love with Clark Kent, but you married Superman." He turned his harsh gaze to Clark. "And Superman doesn't get to have a normal life. No matter how much either of you want one for him." He turned back to Eris. The anger dissipated into utter disappointment. "Or yourself." Before he left the house.

Eris inhaled sharply and looked back at Clark. His hands were in his pants pockets as he looked forlorn, gazing down at the ground before looking up as if sensing her gaze.

She bit her lip and wiped at her eyes once more. Clark slowly walked up to her, reaching out to wipe her tears away for her.

He knew his wife was right. The strange and powerful being could wait for now. His family was more important at the moment.

"She took out a second mortgage? Why on Earth would she do that?" Clark asked, shooting a look towards Eris who was frowning across the table at Lana.

Lana smiled sadly. "Everyone in town knew if they needed help, Martha would be there. When the bank started offering out second mortgage payments to the elderly, the deal was that when they died, if the family couldn't pay the rest of the mortgage within three months of the death, the bank would take the land and house as the rest of the payment." She shuffled some papers around and handed one to Clark.

Bruce snatched it away to look it over before Clark could even reach out.

Lana frowned in confusion, wondering why Bruce was even here but continued on. "Five years ago, a family was about to lose their house and another their shop. Martha took out the mortgage to help those families out."

Eries sighed sadly and slumped into her seat, body going limp as if she were a puppet with its strings cut. "Of course, she did." Martha had a heart of gold.

"The bank wants to forgive the mortgage and take the farm off of your hands." Lana said as she slid another document over. "You just have to sign this."

Eris sat up straight, a look of anger crossing her face.

"Now wait just a moment. We can't just give the farm away." Eris nearly hissed. She really didn't want to take her anger at the bank out on Lana. She was only doing her job.

"How much?" Clark asked. "How much is left to pay?" He was upset. No doubt the bank made these offers knowing that most elderly only had 10, maybe 15 years left, if that. No way they could finish paying a mortgage off that usually took 20+ years to pay before they died from old age.

Lana just sighed sadly. "Martha owned over 90 acres of land. Today it's worth a little over 2 million. She made a 35-year plan to pay it off. That's roughly $59,877 a year. There is $1,796,314 left to pay off."

Eris's eyes filled with tears. She may have been making good money with her books and store, but there was no way she could pay nearly 2 million on the spot for the farm. Especially since Clark lost his job.

"Can you guys afford to buy the farm's mortgage, take care of your current business, the house, and the kids? Who will manage the farm if you guys are able to somehow pay it? I honestly think this is the best option. Especially since I know you both will refuse to let Bruce here pay it all off for you." Lana questioned softly, knowing how much this was hurting her friends, but knowing they needed to face the truth.

Bruce looked up at his name and shrugged. "She's right. You guys would refuse." Eris shriveled once more. They were both right. She hated that Lana and Bruce were both right.

They all sat quietly for a moment before Eris' back straightened once more.

"Wait! What if this is what your mom meant, Clark? She wasn't telling you to take care of all her unfinished things with the bank and farm... What if... What if she wanted us to come home? To move here and raise the boys in your hometown."

Clark's eyes widened. He sat heavily in his seat, gaze shifting between Lana, Eris and the document.

Eris continued. "A shop here would be cheaper to buy than in Metropolis, and we can easily get around 1 million, maybe more for selling our house. That only leaves a little under a million. And as much as I hate to say it, we can borrow that from Bruce." She turned and locked eyes with Bruce who nodded. "We will pay it back. No exception, Bruce."

Clark started to smile, mouth wide and teeth on display. "We'd have to talk to the boys. See what they think. We'd also have to find a new place for your shop." Clark said, mumbling to himself as he trailed off in thought, one hand resting on his chin, the other crossed over his chest.

Bruce grinned wide. "Leave finding a shop and selling your other places to me. I can work my magic to get you the least amount on a place to buy and get the most money out of the places you have in Metropolis." Bruce pulled out his phone and began typing.

Eris giggled. "Best big brother ever."

She turned and sat back down, looking towards Lana. The poor woman looked absolutely baffled about everything she had just witnessed.

"We have three months, you said? Plenty of time to sell and settle everything needed to pay the bank."

Lana just smiled fondly and started collecting the paperwork before turning to her computer screen to prepare different paperwork.