You're insane, Men do not have babies

AN:I think the Superman stories were set in the nineteen forties or later, I’m not sure. I’m going to have my story set in the year two thousand and six, seeing as the X-Men is set in recent times. I hope this doesn’t bother anyone. But you have to take into account that the Superman movies were set in a time period well before the X-Men were even thought of.


YOU’RE INSANE, MEN DO NOT HAVE BABIES


Monday morning had finally arrived. Earlier on that morning Richard had seen Scott, Rogue and Alex off in the jet, telling them he would see them on Friday, but would ring them later on in the evening to let them know how his first day back at the Daily Planet went.

Richard finished off his coffee before heading for the garage. He grinned and shook his head at the sight of the car that resided inside of the garage ready for him to drive to work. It was a shiny red Mercedes, with tinted windows and black leather seats.

And there were also custom made tiers, which had, large solid silver X in the centre of the hubcap that gleamed brightly. He knew that would have been Alex’s doing, silently, but still showing him he was still an X-Man, no matter where he was.

He got inside of the car and nodded approvingly at the CD player and the Mp3 player installed in the car. He noticed the large stereo speakers in the front and in the back of the car. It was custom made, and the latest high-technology. There was even a mobile phone install in the car with a speaker, so he did not have to pick up any receiver whilst driving.

He chuckled when he spotted a small red button in the centre of the steering wheel, which had large silver X like his tiers did. Richard knew what that innocent looking button was for. He should have known Scott would have installed one, like he did on his own bike and car as well as Alex’s sports car.

The button in question was a speed booster, meaning the car’s speed could be increased to four hundred and ninety miles per hour. Not as fast as the Black Bird, but twice fast then your average racing or sports car.

He grinned and turned the key in the ignition, whilst all the while thinking 'Thank you Charles, you really do spoil me’ He nodded in satisfaction when he heard the engine practically purr to life.

He put on his dark black sunglasses and put the car in reverse and backed out of the garage. He then opened the window on the passenger’s side with a click of a button; before he pressed a button on one of the many key rings he carried with him, and pressed a small button to close the garage doors.

With that done, he placed the car in the appropriate gear and drove forwards and out of the large back garden. The car drove smoothly and was easy to control. The engine was almost silent. Richard found it a joy to drive, it was a wonderful car, and obviously cost a fortune.

He arrived at the Daily Planet less then half an hour later. He parked in the car space assigned to him; it had his name painted onto the tarmac in large white letters.

He switched off the engine and pulled out the keys from the ignition, before grabbing his briefcase. He then got out of the car after grabbing his black leather waist length coat. He then locked the doors with a single push of a button on his car key ring.

He then placed his briefcase on the tarmac at his feet and slipped into his leather coat. He then retrieved the black leather briefcase from at his feet. He turned just in time to see Clark Kent straightening his tie and glasses and smoothing his hair down.

Richard grinned and entered his mind and asked ‘So I take it the man of steel flew to work this morning?’ He watched Clark spin on his heel to face him. He grinned and asked ‘How else do you suppose I get to work? I don’t drive a car, I never learnt how, why would I need to when I could just fly or run literately. And by the way I didn’t fly this morning I ran actually, one of the perks of being able to move faster then a speeding bullet’

He walked over to Richard and walked beside him as they made their way to the entrance. Clark asked “So how do you feel about seeing Lois again after three years?”

Richard shrugged and replied “I’m not all that bothered to be honest. She hurt me far too much for me to actually care much about what she does or thinks of me. My only concern at the moment is getting my first day back at the Planet over and done with.”

Richard reached up and removed his sunglasses as they entered the building. Instantly all eyes were on both men. Clark shifted nervously, not enjoying the extra attention being on him, even when he was Superman, especially when he was Superman.

Richard on the other hand was cool and collected and didn’t bat a mere eye lid. He continued to walk on a head and entered the elevator with Clark behind him. He then pressed the button for his and Clark’s floor. He looked straight a head as the elevator doors closed and the elevator began to move upwards to the next floor.

Less then a minute later the elevator stopped and the doors opened with a dinging sound. Everyone looked up as Richard and Clark exited the elevator. As soon as they entered the office they both spotted Lois. They noticed she had paled and was sitting ridged in her seat, all the colour had drained from her face at the sight of Richard.

He never spared her a second glance but instead turned to look at Clark who was walking beside him. They both noticed Lois recover her wits quickly and eye Clark with mere indifference. He felt Clark bristle, before letting out a low sigh of defeat.

Clark heard Richard inside of his head, he said coldly and with more then a little disgust 'What a bitch. I can’t believe that, she just subbed you as if you were dirt under her shoes and she was better then you’

Clark sighed and replied sadly ‘I’m used to it Richard. Even though I’m accustomed to her ignoring me, in favour of my alter ego, it doesn’t make it hurt any less. She is far too blinded and smitten by the flying hero in blue spandex, to pay the supposedly mild mannered and clumsy reporter from Hicksville, any mind at all’

Richard bristled and asked him ’Has she ever referred to your home town as Hicksville?’ Clark sighed for the umpteenth time that morning, since he entered the office. He nodded sadly. Richard snorted and shook his head in disgust.

Trust Lois Mad Dog Lane to make fun of the farm boy from small town, Smallville. Lois grew up in the big city, meaning it made her a snob as far as humbled small towns like Smallville were concerned.

Clark sighed, thinking of how he was the one who found most of the information when they did a story together and always allowed Lois to take most of the credit for herself. He guessed he was just a love sick fool where Lois Lane was concerned, even though he was strongly attracted to Richard. But he could not help but still the love the mother of his child, no matter how she treated him as Clark Kent.

Richard snorted in disgust, causing Clark to look at him. Clark raised an eye brow in question, causing Richard to shake his head. He commented ‘She wouldn’t be so damn quick to dismiss you without a second glance if she knew who exactly was behind the glasses and mild manner, and what lay under the out of date suit, beside an incredible body’

Clark flushed brightly, causing Richard to smirk in delight. For some reason he just loved making Clark Superman, the Man of steel Kent, blush. He spoke out loud as he walked to his office “Follow me Clark, you and I are going to have a talk right now, I’ll see to it that you don’t get into any trouble with my uncle.”

Clark frowned as he followed Richard to his office. He stopped when Lois called out “Hey Smallville where are you going now? I need you on the story Perry assigned to us last Friday.”

Clark mentally sensed Richard bristle, causing Clark to grimace. He knew Richard and Lois were bound to come to blows sooner or later, if not very soon. He knew Richard would never lay a finger on Lois or any other woman for that matter. But that wouldn’t stop him from verbally laying into her.

Lois called out again her irritation clearly evident. “Smallville, get over here now, quit your damn slacking. I’m not the only one he assigned this story. Move it Smallville, we’ll never make the deadline tonight with your dawdling.”

Clark heard a loud thud coming from inside of Richards office, he used his x-ray vision to see what had happen. Richard had slammed his briefcase down upon his desk and looked about ready to wring the neck of one Lois Lane. He was fuming. Clark winced.

Clark mentally moaned as Richard called out from his office “Get off of your high horse Miss Lane, the world does not revolve around you and you alone, you are not the main centre of attraction in this universe. I called Clark into my office, you will wait, and you will do it patiently” He added “Clark Kent get in my office now.”

Clark turned to face Lois, who was bright red in the face. He watched as she opened then closed her mouth several times. If the situation had not been so serious, then the mild mannered Clark Kent would have lost it, and burst out in laughter, someone had finally put Lois Mad Dog Lane in her place, the expression on her face was classic.

The fact it was her ex-fiancée who had been the one to put her there, stunned the whole news room, Perry included. He had heard the commotion from his office and had come out to investigate who was causing a ruckus in his news room, of all places.

Everyone looked to see Clark’s reaction, Lois included. They all expected him to be blushing and stammering. But instead he evidentially looked hard pressed to not start laughing. Lois bristled at this, while Perry nodded in approval, it seemed Kent was finally growing a back bone. Better late then never Perry supposed.

Richard smiled and said “Well, Mr. Kent, are you coming today or not?” Everyone including Lois and Perry noticed the playful edge to Richard’s tone of voice. They watched as Clark blushed and a small smile graced his handsome face.

Clark nodded and replied “Of course Mr. White, I’ll be right there, I just need to place my coat and briefcase at my desk.” Richard nodded and turned away and headed back inside of his office and left the door a jar for Clark.

Lois glared at the door of Richard’s office. He didn’t need to be able to see her, her thoughts were clearly broadcasted to him, seeing as Lois didn’t know he was a mutant, and naturally did not have any form of mental shields to keep people like him out of her head.

Richard sighed in annoyance. It was time Lois knew who exactly she was dealing with now. He was no longer a love sick puppy for her to stomp on and give a good kick. He knew she had not meant to hurt him, but it was the way he found everything out that pissed him off. He knew Lois would have not told him until she absolutely had to, probably when the guilt of lying to him began to eat away at her.

He mentally entered Lois’s mind and said ‘Lois, when I’m done with Clark I want you to come into my office. I think it high time we sorted things out. I left without explaining my self to you, the reason why I’ve been gone the past three years’

He heard Lois let out a startled yelp and look around the room. He quickly told her 'I’m not in there Lois; I’m still inside of my office where I last was when you checked. That’s one of the reasons why I left. I’ll explain all as soon as I’m done with Clark. And yes I am inside of your head, just in case you happen to be wondering’

Lois was dumb founded, how exactly was Richard inside of her head. She had no idea he could do that, that another human being could do that. He had a lot of explaining to do, a hell of a lot of explaining to do.

She startled when his voice came again inside of her head 'Yes and so do you Lois. Like how about when you were going to get around to telling me that Jason is not my biological son, but Superman’s. Don’t ask me how I know that, I’ll explain when you come in. And don’t bother denying it either, I know for a fact it is true’

Lois was horrified. She didn’t like the fact Richard was able to enter to mind, not only that, he could also hear what she was thinking as well. It did not sit well with her; it was more then a little disconcerting to say the least.

Richard’s voice was heard once more inside of her head 'Sorry Lois, but right now I really could care less what you do or you do not find disconcerting. The fact you with held information from me and I had to find out in the fashion that I did, well, it makes me feel less then loving and warm and fuzzy towards you right now’

Lois sighed irritably and leaned back in her chair, as she watched Clark walked passed her desk. He shot her an apologetic look. She merely shook her head and turned back to face her computer screen and sighed.

Clark shook his head sadly. He had no idea Richard would react the way he did. But he supposed he should have expected it. He was used to Lois treating him like that. But Richard wasn’t and clearly did not tolerate it like he did. Richard was far more different natured then he was, he was less mild mannered, but no less caring, compassionate and considerate to others needs.

He shook his head and sighed once more as he entered Richard’s office and closed the door behind him, when Richard told him to.