it had been a long few weeks at the watchtower, kept so busy with lex Luthor's newest attempt to take over the world and three aftermath cleanup that he hasn't had a chance to go home to you. Until now that is, it had been somewhat late when he came in yet when he saw you awake he made sure to give you the time of your life to make up for lost time. now as he laid beside you, still lost in a blissful fog in nothing but some pyjama pants, he's more content than he's felt in weeks.

He slowly rolled onto his side, staring at your sleeping face In the darkness of the room. He felt like the luckiest clone alive when he thought about having you in his arms, he scooted closer and gently wrapped an arm around you, closing his eyes and breathing in the scent of your hair. He stiffened when he heard something, he quickly sat up and stared at you, and then pressed his ear to your stomach. He heard a faint second heartbeat.