Fandom: Smallville/Superman Returns crossover. Mostly set in the Smallville universe, with a few comics/toonverse touches.
Word Count: Part 2: 1,492 words
Summary: Chloe, Clark and Lois encounter a strange visitor… from another dimension.
Previously: Part 1
If Clark had been surprised before that the kid knew his name, he was floored now. “Mom?”
Lois’ eyes were as wide as saucers, a mix of horror and amusement on her face. “Uh, kid,” she said, trying to disentangle herself from the boy’s tight grasp, “I’m not anyone’s mom. I don’t even know if I even want to have kids…” Her face twisted in concentration as she was unable to extricate herself.
“Maybe you just look like his mom, Lois.” Chloe knelt beside the boy. “Honey, I know you’re probably scared. But we’ll help you find your mom and dad.”
The boy relaxed his hold and pulled away, his face suddenly crestfallen. “Okay,” he said in a quiet voice.
“What’s your name?” Clark asked gently.
“Jason.” As he answered, the boy’s eyes seemed to stare past them all, as if he were searching blindly for something, anything familiar.
“And what are your parents’ names?” Chloe cajoled.
At this question, the boy froze. Then he looked down at his feet and whispered under his breath.
Lois stood, brushed herself off and straightened her skirt. “What was that? We couldn’t hear you.”
But Clark had heard him, as clear as day. “Clark Kent and Lois Lane.” Clark’s eyes darted to the boy’s face in consternation.
And at that moment, the boy looked directly into his own eyes with a knowing nod. Louder, he said, “Ka—Calvin and… Lola.”
Clark’s mind froze. This kid, Jason, had not only whispered that Clark was his dad, and Lois was his mom – but he had obviously expected Clark to hear it! And what’s more, he was certain Jason had almost said ‘Kal-El’…
“Heh,” Lois commented with a laugh. “I may not be his mom… but when you two look at each other like that, he’s practically the spitting image of you.” She raised an eyebrow and smiled slyly. “There some dark secret in your past I don’t know about, farm boy?”
“Very funny, Lois.” Usually Lois’ teasing didn’t really bother him, but he needed to find out just who Jason was, where he came from, and how he seemed to know what he knew! “Hey, why don’t we let these ladies get back to work, and I’ll help you look for your parents.”
“Uh…” Jason looked unsure, glancing back and forth between him and Lois.
Clark turned toward the elevators, away from the others. “And if you can hear me right now, we really need to talk.” When he turned back, Jason’s eyes were bright with hope. “If we can’t find them, I’ll bring you back up here, okay?”
“We’ll keep an eye out up here, too, all right, kid?” Lois gave him an awkward squeeze on the shoulder.
Chloe smiled. “Don’t worry, Jason.” She put her hand on his shoulder and he gave her an uncomfortable smile. “Clark can help. He’s good at helping people.”
Jason startled, eyes flicking in surprise between Chloe and Clark. “So’s…” he began, and then swallowed and straightened his shoulders. “So’s my dad. Super good at it.”
Chloe and Clark exchanged looks. “Super?” Chloe murmured.
Lois asked, oblivious, “What is he, a firefighter or something?” Despite what Lois had said about not knowing if she wanted kids, she seemed charmed by the boy.
Chloe suddenly took Jason around the shoulders and started to shoo the two boys toward the hallway. “You know what? I think I need a break anyway. I’ll help you look.” Pausing, she grabbed her purse and slung it over her shoulder. “Maybe I can get the security guys to help out.”
“Later, Lois,” Clark called out over his shoulder.
As Chloe hustled them out, Clark heard Lois mutter, “There they go again…”
Once in the elevator, Chloe punched the button to the ground floor and let the doors shut. “Jason, are—”
But Chloe was cut off by the boy’s insistent question. He grasped Clark’s arm urgently. “You heard me before, didn’t you?”
“And you heard me, too,” Clark verified.
“You are my dad, then.” Jason released his hold. “Why do you look so young? And where are your glasses?”
Chloe, who’d been following this exchange with growing alarm, jumped in. “Whoa, whoa, whoa! Clark is your dad?”
“And Lois Lane is my mom, too. But the lady out there isn’t old enough, either.” He frowned. “But she doesn’t know about you yet…” Jason’s eyes flew wide in shock. “How come she knows?” He pointed toward Chloe accusingly.
“That you’re Superman.”
His frown suddenly changed to a thoughtful realization, and he turned back to Chloe. “Are you Aunt Lana?”
“So let me get this straight. In your world, Lois and Clark are married, Lex Luthor is a wanted criminal, Lana is married to this… Richard… and I don’t exist?” Chloe ran a hand over her face. “And Clark here dresses up like some sort of flag-waving Warrior Angel?”
Clark crossed his arms and leaned against one of the filing cabinets in the storage room. “And I fly around with a big ‘S’ on my chest, don’t forget that,” he added, shaking his head.
They had determined that Jason had simply appeared in the Daily Planet building. Jason didn’t seem to be from the future so much as from some sort of alternate reality. But he had no idea how he had gotten here. And neither Chloe nor Clark had any idea how to get him home.
But his stories about his dad and mom were very intriguing… What would it be like to be able to operate freely? To be able to save people without any fear of exposure? To have his alien nature known and accepted by everyone…? Well, not everyone. It seemed that Lex Luthor was just as obsessed with him in that world as this one.
And what about Lois? The two of them were married with a son, were working partners… and apparently their romance had been a rollercoaster ride, too. But Jason seemed like a really sweet kid, one who had inherited Clark’s Kryptonian heritage. He had super-hearing at least – Clark wasn’t sure what else.
He looked at Jason standing over by Chloe, peering over her shoulder at the search she was running on her League-provided PDA. His heart softened a little bit more.
What would it be like to finally feel as if he weren’t alone?
Chloe tapped a few more keys on her PDA. “I can’t find any mention of a Richard White who is a reporter or a pilot...”
“And Mom never mentioned any cousin. We go and visit Aunt Lucy and Uncle Ron sometimes…”
“It doesn’t mean there isn’t a Richard White here and a Chloe Sullivan there, though…” Clark pointed out.
“I know, this is just—” Chloe chuckled. “I was about to say this was too weird. But we both know this isn’t the weirdest thing to happen to any of us.” She brightened. “Should I give Ollie a call? See what he can find out?”
Clark shook his head. “Not yet. I’d rather not get the League involved.” Clark wasn’t quite ready to share his alien heritage with them. Better safe than sorry. “I hate to say this, but maybe I should go ‘up North.’”
“To the Fortress?”
Clark turned to look at Jason with disbelieving amusement. Of course, there was a Fortress there in his world. “Yes. My father might know of a way to communicate between dimensions.” Clark took a deep breath. “But talking to Jor-El…”
“…is always a crap shoot,” Chloe sighed. “You never know if he’s going to help or harm.”
“But it seems like the best option right now.” Clark turned to the boy. “Jason, stay here with Chloe. I’ll be back as soon as I can.”
Clark walked to the door, but before he could do more than unlock it, Jason was suddenly in front of him. Add super-speed to the list. “I want to go, too!”
Chloe gasped. “Oh, my God!”
Clark ignored the display, and crouched down in front of the boy. “No, it’s too dangerous… you really should stay here.”
“But what if I disappear from here, too, while you’re gone?”
Jason’s heartbeat was loud in his ears. This kid was truly scared. But with Clark’s experiences in the Fortress – up to and including his recent conflict with Lex – he didn’t know if bringing Jason with him would be any safer. “I really don’t—”
“Please, take me with you? I’ll be okay!” He zipped over to the filing cabinet Clark had been leaning against. “I’m really strong!”
Jason lifted the heavy filing cabinet above his head, startling another gasp out of Chloe.
But while Clark was distracted with Jason’s feat of strength, the door to the storage room suddenly opened. “I thought I heard your voices in here… I thought you were look—”
Lois stopped mid-word, her mouth dropping in shock. She looked between each of them in confusion, settling again on Jason’s suddenly contrite face. “Ho-ly crap.”
Next: Part 3