A Big Bed in the Sky

genclay @ 2011-02-11T16:07:00

2011-02-11T16:07:41Z

Mep! mep mep mep!!

I'm still here and I'm watching you MAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

A - Z of Awesomeness

2010-03-29T11:28:54Z

http://www.neillcameron.com/A_to_Z.html

Go look! Really do!

genclay @ 2010-01-19T00:35:00

2010-01-19T00:35:29Z

Lord save me from bad OC's

Got to love the internets

2009-12-20T19:05:42Z

Hi,

I love that Rage against the Machine got christmas No 1 :)

Bad fic day.

2009-12-09T14:33:11Z

People amuse me at times. Just read a 'serious' XI Kirk/Spock fic that went along the lines of...

Kirk meets Spock:

Hi dude! I have the emotional depth of a plank of wood. Would you like to see my super!killer!skillz at everything. Lets go chug a few bottles of beer and talk about tits like any derivative collage Jock. Ps, have you seen my little pink diary with glitter hearts that say 'Jim luvs pointy ears for ever'

Spock meets Kirk:

I find your strange human ways 58.2365478% disgusting, I have 0.254485874% ability to interact humans. I'm slowly dying on the inside and have 5.6482124487 self worth. I am not stoic due to having been able to lern to separate my emotions for my actions I am stolic because If I wasn't I'd be a puddle of emo tears on the floor (Tears that would be a solution of 20 parts water to 1 part salt)

Kirk and Spock go on mission. Super!jock!kirk single handedly saves the day. While Emo!quivering!Spock watches in awe. In the process he teaches the remaining vulcans about just how wrong the Vulcan methods/culture are. How they should be just like Kirk, irrelevant to sociological/physiological differences, etc. And just how awesome a total disrespect of anything is.

At the end Spock turns to Kirk and says....

"It is logical that we do the bad thing right now. Dada wants to ride your cock big boy."

The end.

Note: this may be an exaggeration/amalgamation of things that bug me.

And in other news, HI! yep, I'm still lurking :)

genclay @ 2009-06-17T15:17:00

2009-06-17T14:19:11Z

Dear Internets,

Please can I have an epic piece of fiction about any of my choice pairings? I would like a loooonnngg draw out UST filled romance. One that had sex in it, was not automatically fixed by it. Romance that was the focus of the plot, but aloud for other sub plots to move along nicely. Can this fiction have a well thought out, detailed world. Full of individuals who are fascinating and not mere clichés. Can this story have moments of angst, action and adventure? Can this story have elements of humour, heartache and hotness? Most of all, can this story have a happy ending. Why yes, I am a sap.

If you could do this for me My darling Internets, I’ll be your BBF and make you cookies.

Always yours,

Genclay

Edit/ Can It have LOTS of snarky banter in aswell. mmmmmm snark.

Now thats a Kirk/Spock combination I can get behind ;)

2009-05-18T20:36:11Z

No spoilers here.

So I just saw the new ST film. With all honesty I didn't expect to like it. But I did :D

It's all so given me an apriation of all thoses K/S fic that are sitting on my F list. I may go read a few.

...

...

God, I'm reading K/S, there is no escape from teh power of the slash is there?

Staring at a blank page

2009-05-12T19:40:25Z

It's a frustrating day. The blank pages are staying that way. ggggggrrrrr

I have the internets again!

2009-04-24T14:10:35Z

Yay!

I have internets at home again!

(sadly I have a head ache and will be crashing out when I get home, but at least I can catch up soon.)There is a kink meme out there that needs some Genclayification. and yes, that is a word ;)

limited net conetion

2009-04-04T14:38:33Z

yay! I've moved. Boo! There is a problem with our new net conection. I will have the net at work and some conection over my phone. Byt thats it for a week or 2. C yas

I'm back! well sorta.

2009-03-25T11:20:49Z

Hey all :)

I've been rather absent recently for a number of reasons. Redundencies, work, Flat hunting, general other Blaahhh :P

But now the other half has a new job, my work is back to normal and we will be moving into our new Flat a week on friday. (I'm so excited! It's twice the size of our current place. ) I have a list of stuff I want to do thats as long as my arm and I intend to get on with it :)

I've got a load of flist to catch up on that may take a while, but I will :)

Also, I want to set up another journal for my non fanish stuff. Is there some way to link the 2 or do I have to start from scratch again?

Bye!

Life Classes

2009-03-11T21:49:44Z

Hey all,

I could moan about 101 things, but i'm not going to. Sorry I'm not about much at the mo.

The most positive thing going on at the moment is that i've found somewhere I can do some life drawring/painting. It's been a longggggg time since I had an actual human to paint. I can't wait :D

Ficlet: Kansan Beauty (Bruce/Clark)

2009-03-05T16:50:25Z

Title: Kansan Beauty
Fandom: DC
Pairings/Characters: Bruce/ Clark
Rating: 15
Summary: Bruce watches the film 'American Beauty', it inspires his dreams.
Word count: 400
Disclaimer: Not mine, etc.
Notes: I recently asked for art prompts. In typical me style one of these art prompts give me this little ficlet idea. I am still going to translate this into a painting, but It won’t be for a while. In the mean time I had to get this out. So this is for rai_daydreamer 's prompt - Clark with sunflowers.

Kansan Beauty

A smell as warm and wholesome as honey tickles his nose. Bruce opens his eyes. He knows he dreaming.

Golden petals tumble gently downwards in the air above him. With a lightning quick flick of his wrist he snatches one and examines it closely.

It’s a sunflower petal.

He can’t help but groan, surly with his knowledge and experience his subconscious could come up with something a little less obvious?

Or is he mocking himself with his own sexual fantasies?

It’s Dick’s fault, or maybe Alfred. Alfred had insisted that he and his boy’s should spend more quality time together. Dick had chosen the film, American Beauty. He’d said something about Mena Suvari being hot as hell.

Bruce didn’t need the mirage above him to know he empathised with a lonely, unfulfilled man who fantasised about innocent, uncorrupted beauty, whose fantasies that took innocence and twisted it into something predatorial and lustful.

He gave up, if his mind was going to insist on doing this to him, he might as well enjoy it.

Looking at the drifting petals, they parted to reveal a visage that, while unoriginal, is defiantly exquisite. The ceiling is strewn with sunflowers. In the centre of this yellow floral mass is the naked form of his best friend, but it’s not his best friend, Clark has never gazed at him so wantonly.

The phantom Clark starts to move slowly, a slight twist off hips here, an arm extending down towards him there. Bruce is an expert in non-verbal communication and this incubus before him is silently screaming sex.

Bruce let his eyes roam, drinking in the sight of the man above him. His imagination must be working overtime because this Clark is perfect. Even the small flaws that most people wouldn’t notice are perfection. The mole on his neck. The tiny cresses round his eyes. The heavy shaft that curved fractionally to the right.

Bruce could feel his body harden in response.

BBBBEEEEEEEEPPP… BBBBEEEEEEEEPPP… BBBBEE SMASH

“Fuck!” Bruce grunted as he withdrew his hand from the crushed remains of his alarm cloak.

He squeezed his eyes shut tight and tries to get his composure.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!”

A low growling chuckle came from directly above him, Bruce’s eyelids sprang open in disbelief.

The naked Clark’s grin turns mischievous, “You know, you only have to ask once.”

Half a second later Bruce feels himself being pressed firmly into the bed by a hot, heavy and miraculously real Kryptonian.

genclay @ 2009-03-04T22:57:00

2009-03-04T22:58:32Z

I need a pic beta, anyone about that I can decus a scetch with?

Art Prompts please!

2009-03-04T12:55:10Z

I am in a mood to paint. Sadly I'm at work. Anyways, I promised hitokaji I do this and I've been meaning to do it for a while.

Basically Prompt me! Anything at tall. I don't mind what. people, places, objects, it's all good. Single word to full fic, what ever :)

The only catch is that as I'm planning to do full unrushed paintings like Torn and this Kiss, I rush to much. So don't expect the finished artical any time soon, I tend to do a max of 1 or 2 a month.

Also, I'm going to do this in order of what inspires me. lease don't be offended if thats not yours. I will try to do everything in the end.

So ermm... Prompt away!

Beetlebum Meme

2009-03-02T20:52:31Z

Stolen from lady_drace

WHAT TO DO:
1. Put your iTunes, Windows Media Player, etc. on shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.
4. Tag friends.
5. Everyone tagged has to do the same thing.
6. Have fun!

IF SOMEONE SAYS 'ARE YOU OKAY' YOU SAY?
I wish I was queer so I could get chicks

HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF?
It takes blood and guts to be this cool, but i'm still a Cliche

WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
Can't Stop

HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
Complicated

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?
Punk

WHAT'S YOUR MOTTO?
She's a star

WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
Territorial Pissing

WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
She hates me

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
Why don't you come over?

WHAT IS 2 + 2?
We are the champions

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
Muscle Museum

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
Drop dead Gorgeous

WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
Pure (ROFL)

WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
She looks to me

WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
She fucking hates me (it likes his song, both clean and unclean)

WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
House of the rising sun ( :o)

WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
Gay bar

WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?
Seven days in the sun

WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
In his sand

WHAT DO YOU WANT RIGHT NOW?
American Pie

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
you get what you give

WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?
Beetlebum

The bunnies are invading my brain.

2009-03-02T12:56:27Z

I've been reading alot of Iron Man/Captain America recently. This morning a plot bunny is taking over my brain. It's highly crackish, even by my standards and thats saying something. I'm don't think I'm going to try to write it due to not knowing Steve and Tony that well. But I had to get it out my head.

The set up:

A business meeting between the head of Stark industries and Wayne Enterprises has been scedualed. At some point in the past there was a playboy 'encounter' between the 2. Their current partners (ie, Steve and Clark) are not happy about this meeting and insist on going) Cue double date time.

The date starts with Clark being supicous of Tony and Steve keeping an eye on Bruce. I can see both Tony and Bruce playing up a bit. But as the meal progresses Steve and Clark stat getting into a conversation and forget about the other 2. Possibly moaning about the problems of spoilt arrogant billionaire Boyfriends.

I have a number of ways this could end, my mind is curently stuck on Clark/Steve flirting - The arkwadnes, the morality, the patriotic sex!. Sorry where was I? I don't know.

I think I need more caffine ;)

So I found this funny.

2009-02-28T23:55:35Z

Just looking at random stuff and I found this. It made me laugh manically.

TV Rec: Being Human

2009-02-27T22:50:34Z

Hey

I'm not going to go into details because I don't want to spoil people. But the new Vampire show from the BBC is great and for thoses in the uk all the eps are on the iPlayer (<3)

This show is alot better than i was exspecting.

First Memories - The Snow Queen

2009-02-27T01:01:45Z

My first real memories of a love music and fiction come forn the same source. This is before I could read atall. So 2 or 3 ish.

I had a number of Story tapes. There is only one I remeber, The Snow Queen, by Hans Christain Anderson. Vivaldi's Winter played as the intro and ending. For me the 2 are forever entwined in my mind. Both beautiful, at times cold, and some how very pure to me.

If you have a moment with nothing to do I would recomend both.

Night

Music - Video, No Can Do

2009-02-26T16:03:59Z

Hey all, 2 things:

Firstly, Last.fm is much fun :)

Secondly, I had to recommend a video. No Can Do - Sugarbabes. The song is ok but the video is good fun ;)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5RJ7bMY6BQY

Art: This Kiss, or, 3 Days Later (Clark/Bruce)

2009-02-21T19:23:32Z

Hey all,

This started out as a doddle a few days ago and grew. I my head this is a seen 3 days after whatever events lead to Torn

Click on image for bigger version (hopfully, LJ is playing up)

The hold is one I saw Clark/lois in, in a comic scan. The back ground grew un planed.

Thanks

100 questions meme.

2009-02-13T15:26:26Z

Stolen from northern_star because Friday afternoon stuck in the office by your self are mind numbing.

1. Last beverage→ Diet Coke
2. Last phone call→ Sales person trying to sell me something
3. Last text message→ My Mum sending me hug.
4. Last song you listened to→ Something that sucks on the radio? it's got kids singing in it.
5. Last time you cried→ I leaked a tear this morning. I started thinking about some old shit.

HAVE YOU EVER:
6. Dated someone twice → yes
7. Been cheated on? → once
8. Kissed someone & regretted it? → Not really
9. Lost someone special?→ Yes
10. Been depressed?→ lol, i'm human. what do you think :P
11. Been drunk? → ROFL, I hardly drink these days, but back in the day I could drink anyone under the table

LIST THREE FAVORITE COLORS:
12. Cyan
13. Midnight Blue
14. Fusha

THIS YEAR HAVE YOU:
15. Have you made new friends this year → This year? not yet
16. Fallen out of love → Nah
17. Laughed until you cried → Yes
18. Met someone who changed you→ No
19. Found out who your true friends were→ I already know this
20. Found out someone was talking about you→ nope
21. Kissed anyone on your friend's list→ Virtually sure. But i'm a touchy feely person and this extends the virtual world. Other wise I've not met you in RL :P

TRUTH:
23. How many kids do you want to have→ One day, 2
24. Do you have any pets → Not at the moment. I live in a tiny flat. when we get our own place I'm getting kittens!
25. Do you want to change your name→ I like my name. :)
26. What did you do for your last birthday→ Not much? Birthday's go badly for me. (though Crosses fingers. plans for this year are good)
27. What time did you wake up today → 8am - Late. Oppsie!
28. What were you doing at midnight last night→ Trying to sleep. It didn't work I got up again.
29. Name something you CANNOT wait for → April?
30. Last time you saw your father→ Dec last year. First time in a few years
31. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life → Right now that other half wasn't about to be made redundent.
32. What are you listening to right now → New song on the radio. I don't know what it is but I like it.
33. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom → ermm... Lots of em?
34. What's getting on your nerves right now? → The clock is moving slowly today :P
36. Whats your real name → Imogen
37. Relationship Status → Very much in a good partnership.
38. Zodiac sign→ Taurus. Mooooooo!
39. Male or female→ Female
40. Elementary→ none
41. Middle School → of
42. High school → your business
43. Hair color → Depends on my mood
44. Long or short → Shortish, but i'm growing it. I had to cut a lot of after bleaching it last year
45. Height → 5'5 + heals (seriosly, a freind of min from school though I was 5'9 for over a year)
46. Do you have a crush on someone? → Always, but they are meaningless
47. What do you like about yourself? → today? my eyes.
48. Piercings → One in each ear
49. Tattoos → Nah...
50. Righty or lefty → Right

FIRSTS :
51. First surgery → I had my Tonsils out aged 9
52. First piercing → 13 (due to having animal my mum wouldn't let us do it till we were teens)
53. First tattoo → none
54. First best friend → Richard and Jonhy, they were brothers, we were all 4 they were my 1st boyf's/ slaves :p
55. First sport you joined → Horse riding (sticks her nose in the air. I'm posh, deal with it :P not that we actually had any cash)
56. First pet → right... when I was 3 i had a shetland pony, rabits and a dog. (please note my mums solution to seeing a suffring animal is to take it home)
57. First vacation→ We didn't do vactions when I was a kid. Money went on the animals.
58. First concert → The Longpigs
59. First crush→ Justin Whalin (now that something I shouldn't admit)
60. First alcohol drink→ Not sure. First thing I drank regularlly - Peach snaps or dry cider

RIGHT NOW:
61. Eating → The end of a pen, yeah bad habbit I know.
62. Drinking → Cold tea
63. I'm about to → Clock watch more
64. Listening to → Movie reviews
65. Waiting for → end of the working day/ phone call saying other half has an interview.

YOUR FUTURE :
66. Want kids? → Yes. A few years ago I didn't know but things happened and now it's a definate yes.
67. Want to get married.→ not bothered. If I have kids then yes. It outs then in a better legal position.
68. Careers in mind? → Artist? World traveler? Accountant?

WHICH IS BETTER WITH THE OPPOSITE SEX?
69. Lips or eyes → Eyes,
70. Hugs or kisses → they arnt seprible
71. Shorter or taller → Taller. Current BF is 6'2, the one before was 6'4
72. Older or Younger → Younger. I'm a cradle snacher by 2 years
73. Romantic or spontaneous → Both, I'm greedy
74. Nice stomach or nice arms → ermmm I don't know
75. Tattoos or piercings→ The 'right' Tattoo
76. Sensitive or loud → Sensitive... I'm loud enough
77. Hook-up or relationship → *sighs*
78. Trouble maker or hesitant→ Bad boys may seem apealing. But if you want some that's going to be good go for hesitant and draw them out.

HAVE YOU EVER :
79. Kissed a stranger → Hell yes
80. Drank hard liquor → stupid question
81. Lost glasses/contacts → No, I'm parinod about them
82. Sex on first date → A while back I didn't need the date.
83. Broken someone's heart → Not delibratly
84. Had your own heart broken → not in a boyfreind girlfreind way but yes.
85. Been arrested? → no
86. Turned someone down → Yes
87. Cried when someone died → Yes
88. Liked a friend that is a girl? → Oh I've had crushes on many a girl. But I've been in love 4 times, and only one of thoses was deeply. All four times were men.

DO YOU BELIEVE IN:
89. Yourself → Depends what part?
90. Miracles → No
91. Love at first sight → No. But I do beleave you can fall in love very quickly. espially at cirtain times in your life
92. Heaven → No
93. Santa Claus → hehe.
94. Kissing on the first date? → What do you think? But then I go out one-on one with plenty of my male fiend and it's not a date.
95. Angels → Again no. call me cynical.

ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:
96. Is there one person you want to be with right now? → Right now? Anyone. Being on my own is not nice.
97. Had more than one boyfriend/girlfriend at one time? → No, Thats one thing I'd not do.
98. Do you believe its possible to remain faithful forever? → If it's right then yes. Sadly I think most people want to much and arn't prepare to put enough into there relationships to be happy for long.
99. What's the one thing you cannot live without? → Oxygen? (silly question)
100. Posting this as 100 Truths?- Pretty much

Photo Meme - Stolen from all over the place

2009-02-09T13:14:00Z

Hey all,

You know the drill by now. Ask me to photo some aspect of my life and I will and post it up. :)

Thanks.

PS, Sorry if i've been quiet lately. Got some annoying RL stuff going on.

Missing Him - Part Seven - Pale Blue Eyes

2009-01-23T00:56:12Z

Title: Missing Him - Part Seven - Confrontation
Fandom: JLU
Pairings/Characters: Bruce/Clark, others
Rating: PG (this part)
Summary (This Part): Elle returns to her former self. Wally babysits. Bruce and Clark start to have 'that' conversation
Word count: ~2500 (~14000 total so far)
Disclaimer: Not mine, etc.
Notes: This fic is about 20k long (possible longer). It's written but I'm still poking the last bit into submission. Warnings: Girl!Clark for SOME of the story, nothing graphic. If you havn't read the parts up to now please do first, else nothing will make sense. There is going to be a break in posting after this for just over a week and a half. RL is taking over for a bit and the remaining parts need kicking more and then sending to Beta. ( Thanks Fictional!!!!!)

Part One - It's A Kinda Magic
Part Two - Who am I?/Where is he?
Part Three - Regrets and Repercussions
Part Four - Desperations
Part Five - Dreams
Part Six - The Confrontation

Missing Him - Part Seven - Pale Blue Eyes

Watchtower – Med Bay- examination room 10.15pm, May 1

“So what’s the prognosis, Doctor?” Elle asked cheerfully.

Doctor Fate was a serious man. For the last two hours he had been poking and prodding at Elle, murmuring strange mystic incantations and doing other incomprehensible things.

“The matter content of your existence has been forced beyond its natural form to take on the shape of reversed physical polarity and new interstellar origin.”

As had happened for most of the last two hours Elle looked to the top-hatted Zatanna for a translation.

“He means you aren’t naturally female; or human. The dreams you talked of were memories from your previous life filtering through.”

Elle couldn’t suppress her joy. “So I can fly? The way I saw the world is how I should really perceive it?” Slowly something else dawned on her. “So I really am a part of the Justice League?”

Zatanna smirked. “I would say more than just ‘a part’ of it.”

“I can really fly and I’m a member of the league that’s been missing….” Shock suffused her face. “No way! You're crazy, there is no way I could be him. He’s a symbol. He’s…” Elle waved her arms trying to express what wouldn’t come out. Strange, she was normally quite articulate.

“He’s saved the world hundreds of times. I couldn’t do that. Not that I wouldn’t try but… Are you sure? Do you need to do more tests?”

Elle lifted her legs up onto the bed so she could hug her knees. She closed her eyes and let her mind drift back to her dreams, her memories. Focusing deeper on them than ever before, she tried to identify every emotion. She couldn’t be a god could she? The person she was in these memories didn’t feel like a god. It felt like someone who just wanted to do the best they could. Someone who didn’t want to let the thousands of millions that counted on them down. Who tried to live up to the insurmountable expectations that others seem to place on them. Someone who wouldn’t back down from anything if it was what needed to be done. Even if what needed to be done was impossible.

Good god! She really was him. And he could do more than she could. How could she not do as they asked?

“Fine, I’m… him? What now?”

Zatanna’s grin widened. “We change you back. Whoever did this was extremely skilled. It’s untraceable unless you know it’s there but perfectly reversible. You'll black out for a few hours and then be back to your old manly self again.”

“What about Martha?”

Wonder Woman placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. “Flash is looking after her. She’s fine and will be here as soon as you wake up.”

“She won’t know me?” Elle asked with a worried frown.

“I have to be honest, we don’t know. But you love her and will be able to rebuild the bond. You always were good with kids, much better than me.” The Amazon leaned in to hug her. “You have no idea how good it is to have my brother back.”

Untangling herself from the hug, Elle nodded to Fate.

“Do it now.”

The world around her dissolved into blackness.

Watchtower -The canteen, 1 am May 2

Wally smiled down at the small bundle in his arms. She was so cute, a little, mini, girly, version of Superman. He could just see her in a little blue and red romper suit. Could Elle really be the long lost Man of Steel? As freaky as the idea was, in this job Wally had seen way more blizzard things. No one had told him anything in hours. They probably had their hands full correcting whatever had gone wrong. He had his job to do and they had theirs.

Elle had asked him personally to look after the child. The look in her eye had confirmed how important she considered it. He had been delighted to. The idea that a Superman, particularly Superman when he/she had had limited knowledge of them all, would instinctively ask him meant a lot.

Abruptly, Wally realised he wasn't alone. There was a dark presence with them.

“Hi, Bats. What's the news? Is she him?” He realised he didn't have the Gotham Knight's attention. The man was concentrating on the baby.

He coughed loudly, “So do we have Supes? Can the magic types change him back?”

Batman looked up at him, and in his usual emotionless tone replied, “It's him. And Fate has already changed him back. He's going to be out of it for quite a few hours yet.”

“So I'm stuck with babysitting duty, huh? I'll cope. She's a sweetie and has his face. Her eyes must be her from her dad, though.” Wally shook his head with incredulity “You know that's the weirdest bit of all this?”

Batman was still staring intently at the infant. “What is?” came the inattentive reply.

“Her dad. Somewhere out there is a guy who did the horizontal rumba with Elle. What's he gonna do when Supes turns up demanding child support? I hope he can afford it because Ol' Big Blue isn't the type you say 'no' to. Knowing him he'll want the guy to be involved. 'Hi, Superman is my baby mamma'. That's a story and a half. ”

Batman still wasn't listening to him.

“Hey, do you want to hold her? You guys may not always see eye to eye, but there is no one he trusts more than you.”

Initially the austere man didn't react to the offer, but then he held out his arms and took hold of the tiny girl. Batman's whole body seemed to shift. Arms and hands that Wally had always regarded as deadly instruments of torture became almost tender in motion. Holding her securely in his left arm, Batman bit down on the index finger of his right gauntlet, and with a swift movement pulled his hand out. Crooking a perfectly manicured finger, he traced the infants face. The gesture was full of affection.

An alarming idea started forming in the speedster's mind.

Many people thought that Flash was thick. This was a mistake. Immature, maybe. Vain, at times, yes. Easily bored, all the time, but then wouldn't you be if the rest of the world went by at a snail's pace?

But not thick. Underneath the ginger mop that was hidden by the red balaclava was the mind of a trained forensic analyst. One that could think through all the options before anyone else had a chance to blink.

At the meeting that Elle had crashed they had all been shocked by the interruption, but the Bat's reactions had been off. In fact his reactions to Elle had been overtly aggressive, almost emotional. The only person who ever had had that effect before on the control freak was Superman. Then Batman had seen the little baby Martha. He had froze. Even when they figured out that it was possible that Elle was their missing unofficial leader. Normally Batman would have been right in the middle of that conversation. No one had searched as long or as hard for the missing Kryptonian.

Then it hit him.

Batman had recognised Elle. His first words to her had been 'It's you!'. Elle had shown no particular pre-knowledge of Batman. So she must have met the other Batman: Bruce Wayne. Wally still found that shocking. He hadn't spent that much time with the man in his other persona. Frankly the idea of a, ultra-social, life of the party Batman scared the hell out of him. But Wally knew the man's reputation as well as anyone with an addiction to trashy mags. How would billionaire Brucie respond to the stunning and voluptuous Elle? Coupled with the incredibly tender scene before him, there could be only one conclusion. No wonder her pale blue eyes had been so familiar.

Wally stumbled as he found the nearest chair.

He chuckled weakly, “Geez, so I guess covering the maintenance isn't going to be a problem? Who would have thought you two... Mind you, I don't blame you. Elle is hot! I'd...” he trailed off as he noticed he now had Batman's full attention. Batman's full and unimpressed attention. “Not that I'm saying I'd make a play for your kid's mother. I wouldn't anyway, cos she's now a he and I'm not saying I wouldn't want to with the big guy when he's a guy. Let's face it most the world would if they could. But I wouldn't make a play for anything of yours. But I'm also not saying that you're into him, cos he was a her when you two did the deed. What was that like by the way? I bet it was one hell of a...”

“Flash!” snapped Batman. “If you intend to keep that wagging tongue, shut the hell up.”

“Eerr, sorry.”

“You will be.” The threat was spoiled by the fact most of Batman's attention was back on the babe. In a flat voice, the man added “I suspect that it's too late to try to convince you otherwise?”

Wally shrugged apologetically. “It is, and you've got to know that this is going to come out eventually. Look, I need a toilet break. How about I give you two some alone time? And if it means anything, I meant it when I said that she's beautiful.”

With one last look at the unlikely father and child Wally sped out the room.

Watchtower – Med Bay- examination room 1.30pm, May 2.

Light.

At first there was light. That light became shapes.

Then noise, so much noise. So loud that it stabbed. Must cover ears...

Time passes

More light. Someone switching on a light? Light landing on me? Me? Who am me? No, that's not right... Who am I? That's better... right? No, that's not better. Really, it's not?! Who am I?

I can see. I look down.

I'm in a bed, a bed in a white room. There is a dark-haired man asleep in a chair next to the bed.

I try to say something, just a croak comes out. It's enough to wake the man. He scrambles over to the bed so he is looking down at me.

I look up into pale ice eyes.

Something clicks.

“Bruce... why am I here?” I mumble.

He looks down at me with the strangest expression on his face. I have no idea what it means.

“You remember me?” he asks.

I'm confused. I can't think. “Of course I remember you. You're pretty unforgettable and I have a photographic memory. Errrmm, though it doesn't seem to be quite working now, what happened?”

That whole sentence has exhausted me. I feel myself slipping back into sleep.

Before the darkness consumes me I feel a hand griping mine and his whispering, “Glad to have you back my friend.”

My final thought is to ponder when he started to call me friend.

Some time later...

This time when Clark wakes, he can remember it all.

And Batman is in full Batsuit sitting next to him.

The door must have been locked earlier. He is now aware that he's on the Watchtower. The sounds of the tower's machines, and over a hundred people going about their business filter through his ears.

And he can remember it all.

He remembers the club that Lois insisted he go to for their story.

He remembers waking in an alley, with no idea who she or he was.

He remembers the kindness of an old waitress in a run down diner.

He remembers singing for his supper in a dingy club.

He remembers the session of unbridled passion backstage in that club, with the first person he had felt any connection to in a world where nothing made sense. That person was now sitting next to the bed.

He remembers the consequence of that passionate night.

Clark sits up with a start.

“Where Martha?!” he demands.

Batman's gauntleted fist is on his shoulder.

“The child is fine,” he says in a flat tone.

Clark narrows his eyes in annoyance. “ 'The child'? Bruce! how can you... Never mind that... for now. Where is she B.?”

“Flash is still looking after her. He's using your room. No one wanted to move your stuff.”

Squinting so his x-ray vision kicks in, he looks down to his room. It was just as he had left it over a year ago. But now there was an improvised cot with a happily sleeping Martha in it. Flash was sitting on the bed flicking through a magazine.

Taking a deep breath he allowed himself to relax.

He turned to face the other occupant of the room.

“So...”

Batman sat down on the end of the bed.

“So?”

With a quick glance to check that no one else was around, Clark decided that direct confrontation was needed.

“'The child', Bruce? Try 'my child' or how about 'your child'. If you want to be accurate, and I know how you love precision, you could try 'our child'."

Batman stayed still for a second then nodded and looked out the window. “Our child.” Actual emotion crept up into his voice. “She's beautiful. She takes after you.”

Clark couldn't help but feel the surge of relief at Martha father's approval. Knowing that he was Bruce and not a homicidal mobster got rid of most the worries he'd had. Sadly, it brought in a whole host of new worries and a big pile of complications as well. All this was before he even tried to examine his tangled feelings for the man.

Bruce reverted back to his normal emotionless Batman tone. “We can't talk about this now. The rest are clambering to see you up and well. They fear my glare so far, but I don't think I can put them off much longer.. Also, you should know Flash and J'onn are aware of our situation.”

That was a shock. “J'onn I understand, but how does Flash know?”

“I may not have been quite as circumspect with my emotions as I should have been the first time I held her.” Batman replied guiltily.

Clark burst out laughing. “I think I can forgive you that slip. Even you are human, and trust me, those things happen to us non-humans too. While on the subject of genetics, what is Marther? If I was almost human, what is she?”

“She is our child.” Bruce was still gassing at the night sky but it was said with such a level of forcefulness that Clark had to smile. “Genetically, I'm not sure. Since the pair of you arrived the focus has been on you not on Martha”

Batman stood and headed to the door. He glanced over his shoulder.

“There is a founder's meeting in thirty minutes. Can you make it?”

Clark got to his feet, stretched out his long muscled limbs, and for the first time in a year, Superman nodded.

“I'll be there.”

Part Eight to be post in just over a weeks time.