Before Clark could stop himself, he x-rayed her abdomen and saw it. *Him*. A tiny baby boy floating inside his mother's womb, oblivious to the turmoil happening around him.
Oh boy. He really can’t just drop her off a bridge somewhere now. That would be just wrong.
Then, he swished through his bedroom, clearing the Suits from the hidden compartment in his closet and depositing them in a never-used boiler room in the basement of the building.
/waits for bad things to happen.
"Not as good as when he works with you."
Her smile made another appearance, stronger this time. Its warmth permeated his heart. "I won’t tell him you said that," she said.
Or would Lois think he had been seeing Lana in secret? Had fathered a child with her? And was now trying to worm out of his obligations?
Isn’t there a credible timeline?
Everything.
I never stopped loving you. I'm Superman. I'm in trouble. I need you. Would you stand by me and help me through this? I know I'll be OK ... if you believe in me.
That’s so not going to come back and haunt him.
Lois picked up her phone but paused before dialling.
Clark.
Michael
