Somewhere in the afterlife:
“Lois, is that you?” Clark asked the lovely woman standing before him. She was young and beautiful just like in his dreams.
“Of course it’s me silly,” Lois smiled at her husband.
“How … am I?” It was her then he realized he must be dead.
“Come here,” she said and held out her arms.
Clark hesitated for a millisecond and then he was in her arms, holding her tightly to him. He was dead and then he closed his eyes and accepted the truth.
They were both crying, holding each other tightly. He was the first to pull back. He wiped her tears away, as she did the same for him.
“We only have a few moments, Clark,” Lois regretfully said.
“But I don’t understand.”
“Yes you do. It’s not your time yet,” Lois tried to be strong as she stroked his dark head.
“But … she said I would die and I did; I saw myself.”
“You can say her name, Clark; it’s alright. I know about Jane.”
“Yes, I do.”
“Oh,” he bowed his head.
She raised his chin. “You are happy, Clark, I know this and I’m happy for you, truly I am.”
“Oh Lois,” he cried and pulled her to him and then stopped after a moment. “I’m sorry, am I hurting you?”
“No, Clark,” she smiled and touched his cheek. “You can’t hurt me, not here, not in this place.”
Clark was so relieved, but it was hard for him to admit that he wanted to stay here with her, but he also wanted to go back and be with Jane. “Lois, I ...” he hesitated.
She could see how torn he was; it was time to go back. “Clark, when the time is right, we will see each other again.” She squeezed his hand. “Feel that and remember, remember, remember.”
S.T.A.R. Labs, intensive care unit:
Clark had been in a coma now for a few days but Jane would not leave his side. Suddenly, she felt a presence and there standing beside Jonny’s bed was Lois Lane-Kent.
“Hello, Jane,” Lois smiled at her.
Jane looked over at the bed and Clark was still asleep. “Why are you here?” She asked then it dawned on her. “He’s not ready to go yet. Please, Lois.”
“But, why are you here?” Jane asked again.
“Just to tell you that you did a fine job looking out for him and that you probably saved his life.”
Jane looked at Clark again as her love for him shown through. “I had no choice. I had to save him.”
“I know.” Then Lois took one last look at her husband then she was gone.
Clark slowly opened his eyes and as his vision cleared he realized where he was. I’m in a hospital? He groaned as he tried to sit up but the pain in his head sent him back down to his pillow. He turned his head again and there was a woman beside his bed sitting in a chair, and she appeared to be crying.
Jane heard his groan and realized Jonny was awake. She quickly wiped her eyes with a tissue, and hurried to his side. She smiled at him, stroked his forehead, took his hand in hers and stroked it softly. “Jonny, I’m so glad you’re awake.”
Clark suspected they were close by the way she was looking at him, the way she touched him, and the way she was holding his hand. She was beautiful, he noted, and he thought he should know her but his mind was drawing a blank. “Do I know you?”
Jane frowned and realized he must have amnesia. “I’m Jane, Jane Douglas. Don’t you remember me? I’m a friend.”
“Oh, hello, but I don’t remember … anything,” Clark frowned and tried to remember something, anything, but nothing was coming to him. “What happened to me?”
Jane pondered that question. His powers should return soon and hopefully his memories would as well. She squeezed his hand. “I’ll get the doctor to examine you. You rest and I’ll be back in a little while.”
He wouldn’t let go of her hand. “Umm, miss, who am I?”
Jane stared at him shocked then her eyes moved to their joined hands. “Your name is … Jonny … Jonny Clark.”
Clark frowned as he repeated that name in his head over and over. That name doesn’t ring any bells at all.
Kara and Diana were in the visitor area waiting to see Clark. They both came forward to greet Jane after she exited his room.
“He’s awake; I heard him,” Kara said.
“Yes, he’s awake and we should call the doctors. He has amnesia and he doesn’t know me or his own name,” Jane said as she rubbed her tired eyes and tried to hide her tears.
“Oh, dear,” Diana whispered. “It’s probably temporary. I’ll go get the doctor.”
“Jane, please go home now. You’ve been here for days,” Kara told the exhausted woman.
Jane sighed and glanced at her watch. “I did promise Jonny I would come back to see him, but … could you tell him that I had to leave for a while but that I’ll be back, and Kara … please tell him … never mind. Goodbye, Kara,” Jane was barely holding it together.
“Jane wait,” Kara called after her but she was already at the elevator frantically pushing the down button.
“Where’s she going in such a hurry?” Diana asked as they both watched her leave and it was obvious she was upset.
“I hope she doesn’t abandon Clark now that he needs her the most,” Kara said.
“She won’t,” Diana responded thoughtfully.
“Diana, we barely know her and it’s anyone’s guess what she’ll do next.”
Diana crossed her arms. “You really don’t get it; open your eyes, Kara.”
“My eyes are open and I’ve seen what she’s done to him.”
“She hasn’t done anything to him. In fact, Clark has been more alive in the past few weeks that we’ve ever seen him, ever since Lois died and we couldn’t do that for him … Jane did that.” Diana paused then she touched Kara’s shoulder. “He needs her Kara and she needs him.”
Kara knew what she said was true. “I know that Diana. I’m just so worried about him. What if he never remembers us, who he is and …” She couldn’t finish that sentence.
Diana squeezed her shoulder. “Clark’s memories will return and he will be healthy and strong again. It may take a while, but I have no doubts at all on that score and you shouldn’t either. Agreed?”
She tried to smile. “Agreed.”
“Now, let’s go see him and rattle him like we always do.”
Several days later, Clark’s private quarters:
All of Clark’s powers had returned soon after arriving at STAR Labs but days later, his memories were still elusive. He was in bed thinking about nothing; all he could do now was concentrate on his feelings. He felt as if he were living in a long black void where there was no light, nothing to live for, nothing to give him any hope, but the one light he needed and wanted hadn’t called or come to see him. Where was she? For those few minutes in the hospital, he had sensed they were more than friends but maybe he had been wrong about that.
“He’s not getting any better,” Kara whispered to J’onn. They were in the Hall of Justice discussing the fates of Neutron, Power Boy as well as Clark. “How are you feeling J’onn?”
“I’m alright, Kara, but leaving the Earth’s atmosphere has damaged my powers, but they will return soon.” He paused and turned back to the computer. “Everyone is pitching in to help while Clark recuperates. His doctors said there was no neurological damage, but something is blocking his memories and we need to find out what that is.”
Kara sighed as she came over to him. “Jane may have the answers but she’s not returning any of my calls. I need to go see her and talk to her.”
Before she could leave, J’onn stopped her with his next question. “Have you seen Power Boy yet? He’s asking for you Kara.” He paused as he tried to persuade her. “You know he did the right thing the other night and he has been very helpful in the case against Neutron.”
Kara slowly turned to face him. “I know that, J’onn, but I don’t know if I can face him again. Besides, Clark needs us to be there for him.”
“Clark will have Jane soon, and you have a life to live too, you know,” J’onn said and smiled at his friend.
Kara suddenly realized she was afraid of her feelings for Jed, even after all this time. “Alright, I’ll go see him. Is he still at STAR Labs?”
“Yes, his powers have been neutralized somewhat, but he has a long way to go to control them, and his mindset needs an adjustment as well.”
“I know he does.” She smiled at him as a plan for Jed and his future recovery made its way inside her mind. “I’ll see you later J’onn.”
“Good luck, Kara.”
Metropolis Journal, a little later that morning:
James Addison poked his head inside Jane’s office. “How’s that story coming?”
“It’s coming along pretty well actually. The police have been very helpful,” Jane replied inwardly smiling because she was given the front page story of the ‘superhero confrontation’ at the warehouse the other night ... talk about getting an inside story.
“Great, I can’t wait to read it,” James said and then left her to her work.
A few minutes later, Jane looked up from her computer, her mouth dropping open in surprise, because there standing in her doorway was Kara, looking like she just jumped off the pages of a cover girl magazine. The gentlemen and a few ladies in the bullpen could not help staring at her, with her long dark hair pulled into a ponytail, high heals, a nicely fitting suit and glasses too. Nice disguise. She smiled and shook her head at her.
“Hi, Jane, it’s good to see you. How are you?” Kara entered her office, closed the door, and greeted her trying to be friendly, but inwardly she was furious with her for not coming to visit Clark.
“Kara, what brings you by?” Jane murmured but returned to her work.
“You know why. We need to talk … NOW!” Kara demanded firmly.
Jane sighed then leaned back in her chair and waited. “I have work to do; so make it quick,” she said, hoping she would get the hint.
“Make it quick? Is that all you have to say? You may not know this but he needs you, Jane, now more than ever.”
Jane was inwardly thrilled to hear those words, but not enough to change her mind. “What he needs is time to get his memories back and my being there won’t help that process. I’d be in the way of what he really wants, what he needs and it’s not me.”
“You don’t believe that. What’s the real reason you won’t come to see him? I know you care about him.”
Jane sighed again, stood up and went to stand at the window. She then made a decision. “You should know the truth Kara, now before he remembers everything.”
“Remembers what, what truth?”
She turned back to face her. “Jonny died the other night and … he saw Lois.”
Kara gasped and went to stand beside her. “And you know this how?”
She sighed still not quite believing it herself. “Well, it appears I have a new ability … I see dead people.”
“You see … dead people?” She chuckled. “Of course you do.”
“It’s true Kara. Jonny died that night. I saw his spirit leave his body and Lois appeared before him, and I truly felt happy for him because he was where he wanted to be, not with me, not with any of us, but with Lois … the love of his life,” Jane stated firmly but inside she felt relief to finally admit that truth to herself.
Kara took Jane by the shoulders and it didn’t surprise her when she saw her tears, but she had to make her understand. “Listen, Jane, and listen carefully, Lois is gone and Jonny is up there waiting for you because in those few minutes that you spent with him in the hospital, no one else has had that effect on him. He asks about you every day. ‘Where’s Jane?’ He asks that question every time I see him. Now tell me you are not what he needs.” Kara dropped her arms and waited. “Well?”
Jane closed her eyes for a moment, but the tears had a mind of their own. She wiped them away. “Oh, Kara, I miss him so much, but he doesn’t know me. What can I say to him?”
Kara smiled at her. “Just tell him what’s in your heart and you’ll know what to say. I know it will be hard at first, but he will remember in time. The doctors are sure of it.”
“But how is he really? Have his powers returned? Is he in pain?” Jane was worried about him.
“You can ask him yourself when you see him again. Now, can I send Irma to get you once you’re off work?”
“Well, I do have the rest of the afternoon off. I had a lot of stories to make up for in the past few days and my boss has been a little lenient with me lately … taking care of family business and all,” she smiled knowing that was only partly true.
“Good thinking, Jane. Alright, let’s go. Jonny’s waiting.”
Jane took a deep breath determined to do this. I hope I don’t lose it completely.
Clark’s private quarters on Watchtower:
Clark had hoped to find information on the computer about Superman and his life here. He had come across numerous websites about Superman, some funny, some serious but if he were to guess, he would say that everyone was on his side and had accepted the things he could do.
Superman was a hero, he was a hero. It was really hard for him to wrap his mind around the idea that he was a super-powered alien from another planet, able to leap tall buildings, stronger and faster than anyone else on Earth, could fly around the world in minutes, and all manner of amazing things. It was just not possible, was it?
He then searched for more recent news about his rescues, and then suddenly, he came across Jane’s video and his eyes lit up and then he turned up the volume. Smiling for the first time in days, he listened and wondered again why she hadn’t come to see him. He turned it off suddenly angry, why he didn’t know.
“Jonny, are you awake? I brought a visitor,” Kara said after knocking. She had explained to Jane about everyone calling him Jonny now at least for the time being.
“Come in,” Clark answered and went to put on his robe, but as his arm slipped inside the sleeve, he looked up, and then ‘she’ walked in.
Clark and Jane were both frozen in place as they stared at each other, neither saying a word. His anger at her vanished like so much smoke and mist. She looked wonderful, just as lovely as the first time he had seen her on the plane. The plane?
Jane had to avert her eyes away from his broad chest as it brought back memories of their time together. She swallowed and tried not to blush.
Clark glanced down at himself and realized what had made her blush. I knew we were more than friends. He closed and belted his robe and regained his wits.
“Jane, you came?”
Smiling, Kara quietly left them alone.
Jane was very happy to see him looking so well. She smiled at him and came closer. “Yes, I came. How are you feeling? I’m sorry about not coming to see you, but my job … and I couldn’t take any more time off, and I.” She stopped and realized he was grinning at her. “What’s so funny?”
“You’re lying; I can tell.”
She smirked at him. “Well, maybe a little.”
“But why? Why would you lie to me about that? Didn’t you want to see me?”
He sounded hurt and Jane felt horrible as she walked over to the window and looked up at the sun and the moon. She swallowed and tried to gain her composure. “You have no idea how much.”
He came closer. “I think I do because … I wanted to see you too.”
She closed her eyes at that statement and then she felt him touch her shoulder.
“I … I missed you, Jane. I can’t explain it, but I did.”
“Oh, Jonny,” she covered her eyes started to cry.
He turned her around and pulled her into his arms. “It’s alright,” he told her and stroked her hair, as the feelings welled up inside of him, not an unfamiliar feeling; he liked it a lot.
“I’m alright,” she admitted and awkwardly left his arms and wiped at her eyes. “We shouldn’t … I mean.”
He sighed and handed her a tissue from his dresser. “I know … I need to remember … everything … not just you and me, but Superman as well.”
She wiped at her eyes, stared at him and the longing to be in his arms again was overwhelming, so she decided to put some distance between them and went to stand on the other side of the bed. “Do you remember anything at all about that night?”
“Just images at first, but a few things came back.”
“Like what?” She encouraged, happy for him.
“I remember another woman with long dark hair and eyes similar to yours. Is she related to you? It’s all jumbled in my mind.”
Jane stiffened and stared at him at a total loss as to what to say.