The Post- Legacy Chronicles- Shattered Trust (Pt.2)

[Livewire]

While Lois had been dealing with her wretched imposer, Clark had been dealing with one of a pleasanter sort…….


Clark’s eyes were greeted by the sight of a golden- haired girl with blue eyes; she wore a costume similar to the one, which, not long ago, he had been proud to wear. Now, he felt only ashamed, as if it were a curse.


For a moment, they were silent; Clark, because he didn’t know what to say to the girl he had such affection for, only to have caused her so much pain; Kara because she was trying to find some way to break the barrier that had come between them ever since they had returned from Apocalypse. Of course, he talked to her, but it wasn’t the same. Their conversations of yore had been filled with laughter and secrets they only shared between themselves; things not even Ma and Pa knew about. She was one of the few people he could talk to about his heroic exploits, and he was the only person who knew what she was going through. Oh, the Kents were wonderful, and she loved them dearly, but they didn’t understand how it felt to be the last of your race and to lose your family; Clark understood completely.


Kara sighed. How she yearned for those days. She saw how depressed Clark was and she hated to see him this way. She wanted to make him smile; lately, she had seen so little of that. After what seemed an eternity, but was in actuality a few minutes, Kara said, “Duh ! It’s obvious you’d be here after I saw all your suits and ‘regular’ clothes were in your closets at your apartment. Apparently, you’ve been wearing that for some time- and I can tell it’s the only thing you’ve been wearing , too."


Kara put a hand to her nose and grimaced. Then she realized that maybe a little bit of levity wasn’t such a good idea.


However, her idea wasn’t a failure. Clark smiled ruefully, looking at the offending garments of blue and red. “I guess I could use a change. Am I really that bad?”


“Nah. I’m sure no one else would notice. I just have a really good nose. What are you doing here? I’ve been looking for you.”


Clark became alarmed. “Why? Is anyone in danger? Are Ma and Pa-


“No, no, nothing like that. It’s just we- Ma, and Pa, and I- have been so worried. You’ve only been home to see us once since- well, you know.”


Yes, he knew all to well.

“I just came here to think and reminisce; I also came here to feed my animals. They’re one of the few creatures, who don’t hold any animosity towards me,” he said, in a wave of self- pity he tried not to drown in too often, but sometimes managed to anyhow.


“I’ll help you,” Kara volunteered.


“Are you sure? I don’t know if that’s such a good idea. With your arm out of the sling, I don’t want you to strain it. Has it been bothering you? If it hurts or anything I could-


“Clark, would you stop doing this to yourself? It’s fine. I’m superhuman. I heal easily.”


He began to secretly use his X- ray vision on her arm, making sure that she wasn’t just giving him a satisfactory response for his benefit. “Good,” he said softly, upon seeing that everything had mended correctly. Aloud, he said “Kara, I’m so sorry. I never, ever, wanted to hurt you. How could I have tried to..to.. if only there was some way I could erase all that happened- if you only knew how much I cared for you. I-


“Hush, Clark.” Kara put a white- gloved hand to his mouth. “Don’t say any more. You’ve apologized a hundred times already. It wasn’t your fault. What more can I do to convince you of that? Yes, I was upset and confused at first, but I understand now.”


They began to feed the alien pets. “What were you thinking about?” Kara ventured to ask.


“Everything. How in the past three weeks, my life has changed drastically. Do you know I can’t walk or fly anywhere in Metropolis without somebody calling me a name? Once someone even spit at me! I try to save people, but usually they’re afraid of me getting anywhere near them. One woman and her small son were unaware they were about to be hit by a car and- Clark’s voice became filled with emotion- all the time they were in my arms, they were yelling and screaming, asking me not to hurt them, and the woman begging me to at least let her son go. When they realized I had rescued them, they just ran away. I’ll never forget that. I don’t think I’ve ever seen two people so afraid of me.”


“They’re ignorant of the facts, Clark. They’ll come around, just like everyone else will.”


Clark began to stroke one of his many ice- bound pets. "General Hardcastle seems to have every politician in Washington in the palm of his hand. The government’s restricted me from even entering the Capitol. ‘For the President’s safety’ they said.”


“That’s so stupid!” Kara exclaimed, throwing down the pail of food she had been holding with such vehemence, she had sent the recipient of the morsels into hiding.

“Why bother putting a restriction at all. If you’re such the villain they claim you to be, you wouldn’t adhere to it anyway; but you are obeying it. Can’t they see you were used? Why are they so blind? You‘re still saving people; you’re still catching the real criminals. Just the other day, I heard you stopped a tornado from injuring anyone. Why would you do all these things if….oh, why are people so narrow- minded and…


Her tirade came to a halt, she not knowing what else to say. Her frustration was at an all time high. If only she could make them understand….


Clark put a hand upon her shoulder. “Kara, I wish it were that simple; I do all these good things and it makes up for all the bad. Sadly, it isn’t. It hasn’t even been a month yet. These things take time.”


“Come home, Clark. Talk with Ma and Pa. Then after a few days there, you’ll feel all nice and refreshed. Then you can go back to Metropolis. Lana’s in Rome now, but she was in Metropolis just a few days ago. She wanted to visit you, but you weren’t there. Everyone’s been asking for you- Jimmy, Mr. White, Lois-


“Lois?!”

Upon hearing her name, the despondence that had accumulated over him like a cloud over the past few weeks disappeared, and in the black eyes shone a light that seemed to spontaneously flicker into a flame.


“Yeah, Lois. She left, like, five hundred messages on your answering machine.”


Clark was shocked. All along, he had thought Lois didn’t care a whit about his mild- mannered alter- ego; however, this proved otherwise. She wanted to see him , not the hero with the amazing abilities. To him, he was Clark Kent. Superman was a façade he put on because he had to- for the safety of humankind. Now, even that reason was being challenged.


Kara brushed her hands together. “There. All the animals are fed and cozy. Let’s go home. Stay in this cave any longer and you’ll become like Batman.”


Clark laughed. “Now I wouldn’t want that.”

Kara had hoped for maybe another smile, but- a laugh! Her happiness was overflowing. She hugged him impulsively. He hugged her in return. He was growing to love this ‘kid sister’ of his more and more everyday.


“Oh, Clark, it feels so good to hear you laugh. I was beginning to think I’d never hear it again.”

“I was beginning to think I never could again. I should have known when you entered, you’d brighten up my day.”


Clark didn’t tell her that his day also became a little brighter at the mention of a certain woman, who’s name started with an ‘L’.

[Batgirl_2005]

I can't believe no one responded to this! Well I'm going to... I read it and absolutely loved it! Post more!

[Coran]

I must appologize for not replying sooner. I became busy with my own story. I must compliment you on the way this story is going. You have me very interested. Keep up the good work!

[Kal-el]

Please do post more. It is nice to see a Superman centered story amongst all the Batman stories. I've been working on my own post-Legacy story that I hope to have posted soon. I really like what you're doing livewire! Keep it up!

[Livewire]

Wow, guys!! Thanks for the feedback. Batgirl2005 and Kal-el, I'd like to welcome you to my story. It's nice to know I have new readers. Coran, thanks for taking time out from your story to read mine. I was following your story "VENGEANCE", and I must say you know how to keep your readers enthralled. Hopefully, I'll have more of my story up by Thursday or sooner.

[Batgirl]

Hey Sparky! Keep it up! It's finals week and I'm in a bit of a bind for time! But I finally caught up on this. Great job and please continue! (Any chance a certian pointy eared hero and his crew will appear? Just thought I'd ask...)

[Livewire]

Thanks, Batgirl! Sorry, but there won't be cameos by the Bat crew.( I'm saving that for another story. ) Here it is Thusday and I have more, just as I promised:

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Lois awoke the next morning from slumber that had been filled with tossing and turning. She sat up. “Ugh, I just had the most horrible nightmare. Lex was at my apartment trying to coerce me into joining- Lois gasped, her mind comprehending it hadn’t been a dream. “Ohh.” She fell back onto the pillows. “What gall! He actually thought I was that desperate. Never in a million years will I ever be that desperate!”



Lois rushed into work a tad bit late, forcing her to eat breakfast on the way to work. She entered the building with a thermos of coffee in one hand, and a cheese danish in the other. She saw a fellow co- worker, Ron Troupe, at his desk.

“Hi, Ron. Boy, what a morning. First I- hey, you’re cleaning out your desk. I didn’t think I’d ever see that. Are you moving to a new one, or did you just decide to get tidy all of the sudden?”

Ron didn’t answer. His face was downcast. It dawned on Lois what he was doing.

“No, it can’t be that you’re….you’re not leaving?”

“Lois, I have to. I’ve known about it for the past three days. Perry wanted to give me time to gather my things and to tell everyone. But I didn’t want to. It’s better this way.”


Ron sorted through his files. Lois dared to ask the question that was plaguing her.



“Did Perry – I mean are you-



“No, Lois, I wasn’t fired. I’m leaving of my own accord. Don’t look at me like that. I know we all agreed to let a chunk be taken out of our paychecks, but some of us are tired of burning holes in our pockets.”

He picked up his briefcase.

“Well, so long for now. There’s an opening at the Metropolis Sun for a sports columnist. Jeff and Patty told me the pay is good. Maybe I’ll head on over there.”


Lois cringed at the thought of a fellow colleague working for Luthor.

“Working for him?! But Ron-

“Now don’t start on me, Lois. We all know you think he’s a maniac, but he’s never been convicted of anything. I hate to leave, Lois, but I have to.”



Lois looked at him with her hands on her hips. “Well, no one’s exactly twisting your arm.”




“It’s nothing against Perry or the Planet . These are hard times. I have to do what I have to do to provide for my family. You seem to be forgetting this is only temporary.”
Ron headed towards the exit. “So long for now, Lois. I told Perry I’d like to come back when the Planet's back on its feet, if he’ll have me. I wish it didn’t have to be this way. This was a great place to work, and I’ll miss all the opinionated arguments we had. You’re great at those, Lois. When you see him, tell Clark I hope his family troubles are straightened out.”

Clark? Lois slumped in her chair. She was beginning to wonder if he’d ever return. She looked around in disbelief- so many empty desks. In the last few weeks, she had known people had left for better pay. What she hadn’t known was that it had been so many.


She bore no grudges against anyone who had left. She couldn’t really blame them. Like Ron, most of them had families. She being single, it was easier for her to stick to the aforementioned agreement. Though, for some reason, it still seemed like they were betraying Perry and the Planet , especially if they went to work for Luthor. She shook her head. No one else saw it that way, and not all of them went to work for the Planet's fierce competitor. Still, she could take this matter in a much better fashion if it hadn’t been Lex even a few were running to.




Lois gave a bitter little laugh.

“I can’t believe this is happening. One day you’re on top of the world, the next you find yourself falling fast.”

At the sight of Lois, Jimmy walked towards her desk. “Hey, Lois. I guess you heard about Ron and Angela.”

She almost choked on her bit of danish. “A- Angela, too?”

“Uh- oh. Me and my big mouth. No one was reading her gossip columns, or watching her on T.V anymore. Who needs gossip when there are enough real things going on in Metropolis?”


Lois sat in a daze. She wasn’t particularly fond of Angela, but she had become used to her. Sure they had their squabbles; however, she didn’t mind them as much as she used to. Without them, work would become stale and mundane.


Jimmy let out a heavy sigh. “I wish the Chief would let me do more around here. “


Lois couldn’t believe her ears. “What are you talking about, Jimmy? You’ve been just as busy as I have. Your camera hasn’t even been able to collect dust.”



Jimmy leaned back in the chair of an unoccupied desk. “I know. Isn’t it grand? Still, I’m only doing the small stuff- snapping shots of your basic criminals- muggers, car thieves, etc., and I’m still Perry’s errand boy. Granted, he’s been letting me take a lot more pictures and most of them end up being in the paper, but I’m looking for bigger things. Hopefully, with so few photographers around, I’ll start getting the juicy stuff.”



Lois gave him a playful jab. “There’s just no pleasing you, is there, kid?”


Lois sipped some of her coffee. “Can I ask you a question?”


“Sure.”


“Jimmy,”she began wistfully, “you could probably get a better job over at The Metropolis Sun and with much better pay. That’s where mostly everyone else has gone. How come you’re still here?”

“Please! Me work for that bum? No way! I’ve worked with you and Clark on enough of your stories to see what type of guy he is. Besides, who would be here to tag along with you? Nope. I’m staying right here. I ain’t going no where.”



Lois gave him a pat on the back. “Thanks. I needed to hear that.” She grinned, glad to find some company loyalty around.



She headed over to Perry’s office. She imagined he needed some cheering up even more than she did. She knocked softly. “Come in”, he replied tiredly. Entering, she found him absorbed in a newspaper, his chin in his hand.


She hit her fist into the palm of her other hand.


“Listen, Chief, I know we’ve suffered some setbacks, but we’re still in the game. We’re going to get through this, just wait and see. I’ll write some editorials and try to convince everyone Superman’s being given a raw deal. I know I need some facts, so I’ll start doing some snooping around over at LexCorp. You may think it’s too risky, but that’s the price I’m willing to pay in order to cure people’s misbegotten fears. I know I can nail Luthor and his-



“Lois,” Perry interrupted, “have you seen today’s Sun ?”


“No.”

“Look.”

Perry held up the newspaper in front of her face.

“No!” she exclaimed, falling into a chair that happened to be conveniently nearby. “H- he can’t do this!”



“He can and he did,” said Perry in a stoic and unfazed tone. He had been in the business for too long to know there was nothing to dirty or underhanded for Luthor’s taste.


She read the headline over and over again in pure disgust. Of course, he could do this- he was Lex Luthor. He could twist and manipulate anything into whatever was best for him and his image.



Her eyes gazed at the headline and picture below it:


THE VIOLENT MAN OF STEAL OUT OF CONTROL!!


Underneath was a picture of Lex being pummeled in the face by Superman!
“Perry, that not how it happened. I know it. There’s an explanation behind this. If only I knew his side.”


Then it hit her. Clark! He’d want to clear Superman’s name just as much as she did. Maybe his family troubles were over.


Then an idea popped into her head.

“Um, Chief, can you go a day without me. I realize now isn’t a good time, especially with our dwindling staff; but, if all goes well, I think I’ll return with a valued employee.”

Perry smiled. “As hard as it is to believe, I still have a bustling news room- it’s just gotten smaller. We’re spread out too thin tomorrow, but I suppose I can give you the day after off. Remember, I need you back here the next day at 7:00 AM sharp. I don’t like my ace reporter being gone for too long.”


Perry walked to the door. “I need to get some more coffee. By the way, who are you going to try to bring back with you?” He tried to hide the grin that, despite all efforts, managed to escape.

Lois ran to her desk, picking up her coat and handbag. “Perry, I don’t have time for games. You know very well of whom I’m speaking. Let’s just say I have a friend whom I haven’t seen in a while. I need to hurry and schedule a plane to a certain small town in Kansas.”
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Pleaaase post your comments. It makes me sooo happy.

[Panther]

Honestly - i thought the build up to the shocking head line was going to be something slanderous about Lois. With al that's happened, soemthing like 'Supes hits Lex' seems kinda like old news. Slandering Lois after turning him down is SOOO Lex's style. But yeah - this is nasty too. I hope Lois finds Clark soon.

later,

[Livewire]

Well, Panther, I didn't want to turn this into a 'Lois trys to clear her name' story, since it's about Superman. And it's only been three weeks. You know Lex. He keeps files on people that are a mile long, and then gradually let's whatever he wants leak out to the public. Besides, this hurts Lois even more. He's playing on the feelings she still has for Superman.


I'm glad you still think this is nasty, though. So long, for now. I'll post soon.

[Caped Crusader]

I think this fanfic is great like it is. Keep it up,Livewire. I can't wait to see what happens next.

[Kal-el]

Please do post more soon livewire. I'm enjoying the story very much. Great job!

[Batgirl]

YES!!!!!!!!! SO SPARKY!!!! Keep it up girl! That is so cool! And Lex using old pictures to reinstate fear... how sneaky and underhanded... same old Lex. As for the camoes in another story... hm... any story we'll see around???

[Livewire]

Batgirl, in response to your question, all I can say is: umm, only if anyone wants me to post another one.~gulps nervously~ Well, here's some more of the story at hand..


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Kara sat high in the boughs of a cottonwood tree, rapturously munching on a red, crisp apple she had retrieved from the cellar. A whimsical breeze sent her flaxen locks into a disheveled arrangement atop her head. The breeze carried with it all the odors she had come to regard as ‘homey smells’- the scent of roses from Ma’s garden, the aroma of the baked goodies she knew awaited her wafting through the open windows, and the honeysuckle’s winsome redolence. Charming vistas her eyes scanned from their lofty perch- sun ripened fields of wheat, the prairies wherein grew the sunflowers she adored picking, the cows that dotted the plains, grazing contentedly on assorted grasses, and the rippling pond that provided a place for geese and ducks to congregate. She sighed gleefully. This is the life , she thought, her whole being enshrouded with joy. Where did she get the idea that Smallville was dull? It was the most perfect place on earth!



Clark had only been home two days and his outlook on things had changed dramatically. No longer did his existence seem so dire, no longer did he feel so forlorn. True, he wasn’t quite back to his old self; Kara hadn’t expected that to happen in two months, let alone two days. There was something deep down that was bothering him that, even after the many times she had prodded and interrogated, he wouldn’t give say what that something was. She realized there were still too many feelings and issues to be resolved; but the way his spirits had lifted and improved was marvelous to behold.

*******

Clark and ‘Pa’ were in the field, mending a fence one of the cows had broken. Clark’s voice intervened amid the clankings and bangings of the hammers. “Pa, it amazes me how hard you work even when I’m around. Rest awhile.”



Jonathan Kent took a handkerchief out of his pocket and wiped his dirty palms. His eyes twinkled with mirth. “If I rested every time you and Kara wanted me to, this old man would never get any exercise,” he replied. “But,” he continued with a chuckle, “if you insist.”


“I do,” Clark reiterated. “I’ll finish it from here. I noticed this entire fence is in need of repair.”


Jonathan scratched his head. “How’d you figure that, son.” He then rolled his eyes. “Of course! Oh, what I wouldn’t give to have that sight of yours.”



Clark grabbed a handful of nails, gave two quick glances to the right and left, saw that no one was around, and began to work at such an incredible rapidity that it made poor Jonathan’s head spin.


One minute later:

“Done. I think that fence will remain pretty sturdy from now on.”


Jonathan stared at the renovated structure, wonderment creasing his brow.


“Honestly, Clark, even after seeing you go at that speed so often, I’m still in awe.”



“I noticed the barn roof needed some fixing as well. I’ll just head on over there and-


“Just a second, Clark,” said Jonathan, becoming solemn. “That can wait. We need to talk first.”

“Talk? Pa, everyone in this family has made it their duty to take me aside and start a conversation. Why do you think I feel so much better? I can’t think of anything more to talk about.”


“I can. You never did answer mine and your mother’s question. Even Kara asked it a few times and you wormed your way out of answering some how. We have to get this out in the open, Clark. Why have you only been to see us once? Why did you crawl inside yourself when you needed your family most?”



Clark, whose back had been towards Jonathan, slowly turned around, and all the agony and sorrow that had been buried within his soul sprang to the surface of his features.


“I…couldn’t.”


“Why?”



“I…I was ashamed.” He looked away, not wanting to meet his father’s eyes. “I didn’t want to visit unless I had to. That’s why I stayed away.”



Jonathan walked over to where he stood with a perplexed expression. “Clark, I don’t understand.”


“I saw yours and Ma’s faces when I brought Kara home with injuries. They became filled with even more agitation when I told you who was to blame for them.”


“Clark, obviously we were stunned when you told us how it had happened; but we talked, and after you told us how you had been brainwashed, we said how you weren’t responsible for what you had done. Your mother and I thought everything had been straightened out. If we gave you any indication that-



“No, Pa. You’ve all given me support, showering me with the same love and affection as before. It’s nothing you, Ma, Kara, or anyone else has done. It’s what I’ve done. I have to get through this on my own.”



Clark laid his hand on the fence, his head bent, trying to hide his culminating vexation.” I let everyone down who believed in me. If only there was some way to erase what I’ve done,” he said, channeling all his anguish into a fist and striking the wooden barrier with such a blow, that, had he not renovated moments ago, it could not have sustained.



“I’ve betrayed everyone,” he continued, “especially you and Ma. I went against all the values and principles you’ve instilled in me. I don’t know how things can ever be the same.”



Jonathan let a sigh escape from his lips, relieved that Clark was finally confronting his inner emotions. Now, at last, they could be resolved.


“Son,” he began, placing a work - hardened hand on his Clark’s back, “how could we be ashamed of you? How can you think you betrayed us? That wasn’t our boy fighting against the military. You weren’t in control of your actions- your mind wasn’t your own. It was being commanded by that wicked, despicable, despot…”


Jonathan couldn’t go on, for he became overwhelmed with indignation and grief at the knowledge that a person whom he loved as his own flesh and blood had been used, and he had been powerless to prevent such an occurrence from happening.


Clark lifted his previously crouched head; he felt the burden that had been weighing atop his soul slowly rising. It was dawning on him what everyone had been telling him.

“Pa, I think I realize what you’re trying to say.”


“Well, that’s nice to hear, because it’s only what we’ve been telling you numerous times- Clark, it wasn’t your fault . If we’re not ashamed of you, than you shouldn’t be.”



They exchanged knowing smiles; the older glad that matters were being resolved, and the younger pleased that he was starting to perceive he wasn’t to blame for this hideous mess. Pa, Ma, and Kara’s attitudes had never changed towards him. Lois certainly still cared for his super hero counter-part - she had risked her career and her life to free him from the military holding cell. His attitude was the one that had changed- and the citizens of Metropolis. There had to be some way to win back their trust. Yet, everyone was still afraid of him, even after all the good he was doing presently. Clark knew it would be a tedious task.



Clark picked up the idle hammer and extra nails from the ground. “You don’t know how much I want to believe I’m not culpable for all that has occurred,” he stated, his happy moment becoming tinged with a hint of skepticism. “but it’s going to take time for all the guilt I feel to completely vanish.”


“I know, son,” Jonathan replied. “At least we made some head-way.”


They walked into the house, drawn to it by the enticing smells and scents of Martha’s baking that had drifted out to them through the screen door. “Mmm.. I can almost taste your ma’s apple pie right now. Let’s go and tell her the good news. I’m sure she’ll be just as delighted as I am when we tell her you’re beginning to understand what we’ve been telling you all along.”


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“Dad, if you could see your little girl now.”


Lois sat in an uncomfortable position, the reluctant occupant of a six- wheeled vehicle. Her disposition was not very cheery at the moment.

She conversed with herself, trying to keep her mind away from the situation she had somehow gotten herself into.


“Your city bred daughter- the savvy, Pulitzer- prize winning, renowned reporter in this.. this ..predicament.” She glowered at her surroundings. “ Only for you, Superman, only for you….”


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Kara sat motionless, not wanting to disturb the meadowlark that had taken a cessation from its flight to alight on a branch. Only a few inches from where she was, it chirped merrily, unaware that it was being spied upon by eyes the shade of the sky it had just been soaring.


“Kara, come over to the barn this instant, young lady.”

When Martha Kent called her in that tone, it was usually because she hadn’t done something right- or maybe she hadn’t done something.


“Yikes!” she exclaimed, jumping down from her leafy elevation and startling the bewildered bird so greatly that it immediately fled. “The hen house! I forgot to clean out the hen house!”

The meadowlark was swiftly disregarded, as she hastily ran to the barn, her long, citrine hair glistening in the sunshine, blazing an illuminated trail behind her.

[Panther]

I wish I could fly....

That said - great post! You've totally nailed Supes character and his feelings of guilt. THIS is what they should have done after 'Legacy'. The only thing I didn't agree was I always thought of Supergirl as being overeager to be part of the action and get out of Smallville.

I started giggling when you described Loius - I have a feeling I know what her 'predictament' is - I can't wait to see if I'm right!

later

[Livewire]

~Jumps up and down with joy~ Thank you so much, Panther, for your compliments! I'm very glad to be a part of the fanfic center where so many talented writers abound. As to the reason why I made Kara enjoying Smallville so much, it's because she's so happy that Clark is becoming happier just by being there. (Plus, with all that happened to her in "Legacy", she's learned to enjoy the simpler things in life and to not take them for granted!) Of course, she still loves being Supergirl, but she's earned a little vacation, dont you think?


See you around! -L-

[Batgirl]

Hm... what could Lois have possibly done now???

[Caped Crusader]

I'm enjoying this story a lot,Livewire! You really bring these characters to life. I'll be waiting- impatiently I might add- for your next post.

BTW, I think Clark fixing the fence with his super-speed was a cool touch.

[Panther]

As to the reason why I made Kara enjoying Smallville so much, it's because she's so happy that Clark is becoming happier just by being there. (Plus, with all that happened to her in "Legacy", she's learned to enjoy the simpler things in life and to not take them for granted!) Of course, she still loves being Supergirl, but she's earned a little vacation, dont you think?

I guess ther's nothing like a brush with death to make one appreciate the smaller things in life.


Keep it up!

later,

[Livewire]

Thank you CC, Batgirl, and Panther for your responses. I see I'm not getting quite as many as I was in the beginning, but that's o.k. I don't want anyone to feel they have to respond. I just value everyone's opinions and comments so highly. I'm glad people are even reading my story. Besides, maybe my other responders will come back soon.(HINT: Maybe when I put up my next chapter? ) I'll try to put more up on Thursday- and if it's not up, than I didn't try!(Okay,okay, I really will try. ) -L-

[Batgirl_2005]

~pounces~ sorry.... I have no idea what I'm doing these days... I've been so out of it lately (like... I answered 2+2=5 the other day in math class.. literally...)

But I really can't wait to read more! it's awesome!!! keep it up!!!

~holds up a little flag that says LIVEWIRE!!! on it~ WOO HOO!!!!