“You worried about me?” Becca asked surprised.

“Because you’re a nice little girl and I wouldn’t want anything to happen to you, Becca.” Lois said and kneeled down in front of her. “I was hoping that the two of us could become friends. Would you like to be my friend, Becky?”

“You are a lot nicer than I thought,” Becca said slowly.

“You really were a witch at first.”

Clark gasped and let out a helpless “Rebecca!” as she was so incredibly honest.

“But don’t you think Daddy is all yours now!” She warned the older woman and gave her a firm glance.

“You can never lose me, Becca,” Clark said softly and lifted her up into his arms and held her tightly.

“As soon as my powers return,” Clark confirmed with laughter.

He didn’t say a word about the night Lily died. Lois knew that she had to make him tell her. It wasn’t that she wanted to force him, but she could only help him with Child Services if he let her in on this well kept mystery.

She had tried it over and over again. She didn’t have any memory of her mother. Ever since she had found out that every child was supposed to have one, she had wanted to know what hers had been like. It had never been easy for her on the playground when all the other kids had talked about their moms. For some reason the girls she knew had always been a little afraid of the other children’s dads. So having a mom had to be different from having a dad. Becca didn’t really understand what a mother could give her that her father couldn’t. She didn’t feel like she missed anything. Her daddy was always so kind to her. How could there be more?

I loved Becca so much and I couldn’t imagine living without her. I didn’t want to be just her cousin; I wanted to be her father.”