Superman started to walk upstairs to have a nice long chat with the Dark Knight. "Alright thanks, but seriously enough with the master thing."

The Man of Steel quickly walked up the stairs and tried to locate Bruce's room, but with so many halls and doors it would have taken forever for him to find it. Instead he just used his X-ray vision really quick to locate the the slumbering Bat. Eventually after scanning the second floor in its entirety, he found Bruce and made his way to the extravagant room. Bruce was sound asleep but as soon as Clark started to open the door he was out of bed and ready to strike. Superman was stunned and could never understand how he was able to be so awake and alert at a moments notice.

Batman straightened out of his attacking position and slightly relaxed at the sight of Clark. "What are you doing here? I didn't call you."

Superman simply walked over to the bed and sat down. "We need to have a talk."

Bruce just gave one of his Batman glares and tried to intimidate the Kryptonian. "No we don't. Now get out you are interrupting my sleep."

Clark just shook his head. "You seem fine to me without the sleep, you go without it all the time, but we seriously need to talk about the boys."

Batman sat there for a moment and sighed. "Alright seeing as how you already woke me up and it was hard enough getting to sleep the first time, talk, but quickly, if I'm going to be up I might as well be productive."

This got a slight chuckle out of Superman. "Always so single minded aren't you Bruce. Anyway we need to talk about how to handle this and how we are going to inform the leage of this."

"Alright first of all, we need to find the two and inform Connor of what is happening to him. But don't get too close, he might go berserk again."

"I can find them. I will fly over the city and scan any empty buildings for any sign of the two. In the meantime you should get him the message. If you use a high enough frequency, even at this distance he will hear it. As will I so, if I do, I will call and let you know. And Bruce, he's safe. Just calm down."

Bruce continues to pace the room. "How can you be calm at a time like this? My son - your nephew- is in the hands of an unstable kryptonian clone!"

Superman stood up and crossed his arms. "My nephew is in the arms of a clone with the basic mental stability seen in myself. He'll be fine as long as Conner's with him"

"You're insane." Bruce grumbles and continues pacing.

"You're paranoid."

"Shut it boy scout!

" Just trying to help Bruce."

"Hey, how come you haven't been through this?"

"Don't know. Don't care to find out either."

"You are of no help, you know that Clark?"

"So I've been told." clark sighs and rolls his eyes

Clark headed out the room and started to take off his civilian clothes unveiling his Superman costume underneath. As he headed out of the mansion and flew off into the night, Bruce headed down into the Batcave and sat at the supercomputer to configure a special device to the specific frequency needed to contact Superboy at such a distance. He had a lot of words he wanted to speak to the young clone but knew that he should only tell him of the story, no matter how pissed the Caped Crusader was at the young Kryptonian. He might become angry enough to hurt Robin, and that was not acceptable. He continued to change the frequency on the machine and boost power as to try and get superman to hear the signal and contact him with the go signal.

Superman flew over the city at a surprisingly slow rate. He hated flying that slow, there was no point in flying if it wasn't fast. Anyway he circled the city twice looking for the teens, but just couldn't locate them anywhere. He was just about to call it a night and assume his clone had taken Robin out of the city when he flies over a tall decrepit building and sees the two sleeping on a couch together. Just as he was about to call Batman with the news he heard a high screech which he could only assume was Batman's attempt at reaching the frequency he previously referred. He was still looking at the two and saw that the noise had woken Connor from his slumber, and that he couldn't figure out where the sound was coming from.

The man of steel started to fly back to the bat cave and opened his com link to let Batman know of the two teens location and that he had finally heard the signal come through. It was then that he turned off the com link and slowly heard the tale of the Kryptonian lovers being told to Connor in Batman's own voice. Sorry to say Batman's voice still didn't sound that harmless and Superman could only assume the clone back in the building felt threatened by the Bats words. The Bat really overdid it this time.

Superboy POV

I was sleeping peacefully and quietly, holding my Boy Wonder in my arms when I was woken from my amazing dream involving aforesaid boy, by this terrible high screeching that immensely hurt my ears. I look around to try and determine the location of the sound but came up empty handed. I didn't want to leave Robin again so I sat and bore the pain the sound caused me. I was gritting my teeth and crushing the arm of the couch when all of a sudden the sound just stopped. I look around again to see what could have possibly been the cause of the sound but gave up and started to go back to bed.

It was then that I heard the voice of Batman. I looked over my shoulder but he wasn't there. Where could he be? It was then that he told me that he was actually on the other side of town, and that I could hear him because he was talking at such a high frequency that only me and Superman could hear him. Well that was pretty cool, and slightly disturbing. Anyway he starts to tell me this really weird story that sounds an awful lot like the way I feel for Robin. That's it he's trying to blame me for just wanting to protect Robin. He's trying to trick me. He already finished the story and it sounded logical enough but I don't care. He's trying to take Robin from me, and I can't let that happen.

I grab Robin in my arms bridal style and quickly start to run out of the building we were currently residing in. I knew he would wake up and probably be mad at me again. I mean he really like that pool table and the couch was actually really comfortable, but I had to protect him even if he was furious with me. Once outside I start leaping as far as I can toward the forest on the outskirts of the city. I know that I can keep him hidden and well protected if I can at least just get us within the forest. There are plenty of cabins up on the mountains that people only use seasonally, so it's the perfect place for a couple of squatters like us.

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