I never created DC canon.

''One evening consisting of battling territorial Smallville creatures,'' Reverend Howell muttered after he frowned near a kitchen table. He glanced at the bite mark on his shoulder and winced. ''I'll be fine later,'' he said. Reverend Howell was able to recall Supergirl elbowing the creature's shoulder again and again. Viewing the creature fleeing from them. As for Supergirl's current location? He thought he remembered her mentioning being on patrol for other minutes.

Reverend Howell went upstairs and into his bedroom. He dressed in pajamas before he got under a blanket.

Reverend Howell smiled and slumbered after Supergirl flew by windows.

THE END