| Superman's Sister | b.w.

5 | f i v e

5 | Falling

AFTER waking up to puppy kisses, Jessica got dressed and noticed her doors were closed. She clearly remembered leaving them open. She walked closer, opening them to find an object resting on her little table that was for decoration. something on her balcony.

Emergencies

-Batman

It was a small button remote control that looked like it could fit in her back pocket. She chuckled to herself, walking back inside her room; making sure to pick up Krypto. She stuck her glasses on her face, grabbed her keys, and left her apartment. Jess decided to take a trip down to Pet-Smart and get Krypto a few things.

A red Jeep awaited her, ready to take her to her destination. She strapped the small puppy in and got in the driver's side, driving down to Pet-Smart. When they entered the store, Jess placed the small pup on the floor and made sure he stayed next to her, snapping her fingers when he went to wander away. Jessica looked to the collars frowning when she couldn't find a decent one.

The sounds of Krypto whining caught her attention, she looked down to him. He had a red collar hanging from his mouth. "You like that one?" She asked bending down, taking the collar out of his mouth. Krypto whined again while pawing at her leg. Jessica smiled and picked up the puppy. "Okay, okay, I'll get this one." She took the collar from his mouth and put it in the cart.

Next stop food, she took a bag of puppy-chow and put it in the lower cart. She got him treats and a leash. Finally, she paid for everything and started rolling the cart to her car. She put Krypto in the car until she heard a loud boom. She looked over her shoulder to find Clark standing behind her in his suit.

"They want us in Washington, a couple of weeks from now." He said with his arms at his side.

"You can go." Jessica shrugged, she held no interest in going to D.C.

"They want us both there."

"Well, tell them I said no."

Jessica was getting in her car when Clark stopped her. He knew what this was about. "Don't try to be normal, it never works." Jessica rolled her eyes, did he have blood on his hands? She didn't think so.

"It's not that, it's just...-"

"You think dad won't approve."

"I'm just trying not to get the ones I love hurt. Trust me I have a bad feeling about this whole Washington situation." Jessica sighed, petting Krypto's head with a deep sigh. It was true, Jessica felt as though something terrible was going to happen. Usually, when she had that feeling, she was always right.

"Well, come, if you change your mind." And with that, a loud boom was heard again and Clark was gone. Jess sighed and got in her car, what was it with people not understanding they were there to help? What made them such a threat when all they did was rescue kittens from trees and stop horrific attempts at ending human life? She understands herself, murdering someone to save everyone else but... her brother? That man wouldn't hurt a fly on someone's head. She looked at Krypto and smiled.

"You're the only boy in my life that makes sense." Krypto barked in response. She reached in the back and pulled out his red collar. She put it on, kissing his head. God, what has her life turned too? She looked at Krypto and pet him. "Should I go Krypto?" He gave yet another bark in response. "You're no help." She grumbled with a sigh.

With or without the bark, Jessica knew she was going to Washington. Whether she liked it or not.

LATER that night, Jessica flew to Smallville, Kansas, her home in her suit, she awaited her mother to come outside like a child all over again. "I heard what happened." Martha sighed, grabbing her daughter's hand.

"I don't know what to do... some people... they make us out to be the bad guy." Jess mumbled to her mother. Martha was always there for her. She just hoped she was going to hear what she needed.

"People hate what they don't understand, but they see what you do, and they know who you are. You're not a killer. A threat?" She looked away with a sigh. "I never wanted this world to have you or your brother." She sighed again, the wrinkles at the corner of her eyes tightening. "Be their hero, Jessica. Be their monument. Be their angel. Be anything they need you to be." Jessica looked straight ahead to the stars, maybe if she looked hard enough, her father would be there. "Or be none of it. You don't owe this world a thing, hunny, you never did." Martha spoke gently, running her hand over Jessica's hair.

Motherly advice for someone who truly needs it.

THREE weeks later and it was the dreaded day Jessica was hoping to avoid. It was the week where the whole world was broadcasted into any news station there was. They were witnessing history being made in Washington to witness Superman and Superwoman.

Meanwhile, in Gotham, Bruce Wayne was watching the news program, his three monitors showing nothing but the broadcast in Washington. Bruce rolled his eyes on how over-exaggerated the news made things. Those twins had no business being on earth anyway.

He heard a knock at the office door. When he allowed them to enter, Alfred came in. The butler hands Bruce a bunch of paychecks with red marking on it. Before Bruce could look at the papers, a loud boom was heard from the tv. Bruce looked toward the tv to find the alien twins on the screen. Bruce ignored them until he heard the news lady say something about Superwoman.

Bruce turned his attention back to the tv. His interest in Superwoman was different from Superman's. He felt like he knew her from somewhere. He just couldn't put his finger on it.

The news lady then started talking about how different she looked. "Superwoman doesn't look too pleased. I mean I've heard she's been in harder situations but she looks nervous... of course, you're going to talk to the Supreme Court I mean, who wouldn't be?" Bruce stopped listening to the news again and sighed. He looked back at the papers and froze.

Words like YOU LET YOUR FAMILY DIE and BRUCE WAYNE = BLIND were scribbled on the pages. Bruce looked at Alfred with wide eyes. "Who delivered these?"

Alfred looked at the papers in his hands with a sigh. "Mr. Schott sir."

"Call him into my office." Alfred did just that, talking to Celine, Bruce's personal assistant, to call up the boy. No later than maybe five minutes, Winn Schott walked in with a nervous sweat.

"Yes, Mr. Wayne?" Bruce held up the papers in his hands.

"When were these delivered?" Winn looked at the papers in his hands.

"I-I don't know sir, I'm just the mail boy." Bruce slapped the papers down onto the desk.

"Find out," Winn looked at Alfred then back to Bruce. "Now!" The man growled, sending Winn bolting down the hallway.

"Yes sir!"

Bruce looked back down to the disturbing mail on his desk with a clench of his jaw. He knew something big was gonna happen. He could feel it in the pit of his stomach.

Jessica takes a look at the crowd. She could tell it was diverse. There were people who were supportive with signs like: "Superman Saves'' and "Superwoman saved my child, let them stay!". There were shirts and chanting their names.

There were angry people screaming "Get out!" and holding signs reading things like:

SUPER TWINS=ILLEGAL ALIENS

THIS IS OUR WORLD, NOT YOURS!

EARTH BELONGS TO HUMANS

GOD HATES ALIENS

GET OUT! GET OUT! GET OUT!

WHEN INVASION BECOMES REALITY, REVOLT BECOMES DUTY!

Jessica swallowed her pride and turned away from the crowd. She walked inside the capitol with her brother as professionally as they could. Jessica's mouth was dry and Clark's heart was racing. Of course, with eyes following your every move, it was hard to stay composed.

Once they got inside the courtroom, everything stood still. Clark held open the gate for his sister and then for him. When they settled near the podium, Senator Finch began the trail. "Let me say at the outset that I am grateful to our witness for coming before us today." Senator Finch thanked then turned to the twins and everyone else. "This is how a democracy works. We talk to each other. We act by the consent of the govern, sir and ma'am, I have sat here before to say that shadow interventions will not be tolerated by this Committee. Neither will lies. Because today is a day for truth. Because only by speaking..." She paused her wise words when she saw something from the corner of her eye.

She looked, scared. "Only by working... together, can we..." She swallowed thickly. "can we..." She started to slowly turn the cup around to reveal GRANNY'S PEACH TEA in bright red letters.

Finch began to breathe shakily, scanning the room in a panic. When her eyes landed on Lex Luther's chair, it was found empty. The blonde senator gave a shaky breath at the realization of what was happening.

They were all set up.

Jessica noticed the sudden change of her emotion. She tilted her head slightly, scrunching her eyebrows. She looked over to Ollie, the crippled man in the chair. He was giving her a dirty look... well not at her, at Clark.

Suddenly, it clicked in her head. Why didn't she see it before! Jessica snapped her head over to the senator again with her eyes widened in shock.

"No!" Jessica ran, jumping to save the crippled man but she was too late. The blast sent her flying into Clark, the older sibling catching her. Jessica laid against Clark in shock, not being able to comprehend what had happened. This was what that feeling was, the feeling of death. Clark held her tighter as she broke down crying in guilt.

Clark, for sure, blamed himself, but, he knew not as much as Jessica. He knew she was beating herself up for not sensing it like she usually did, and he was absolutely right, she was.

She should have sensed it, the feeling, the sense of danger she gets when it's too dangerous. All gone. Like it never existed in the first place. Hundreds of lives, all gone. All because she couldn't stop one person.

THAT night, Jessica landed on her balcony. The remainder of what happened still, and always will be, fresh in her mind. It re-triggered memories that she's tried to forget from two years ago but this time, she couldn't stop it.

She threw off her uniform crying heavily. When she tossed it across the room, it landed on the little remote Batman gave her without realizing she did. She changed into her pj's, slapped her glasses on her face, and went on the hunt for Krypto.

The small puppy was sleeping soundly when he heard the cries of his girl. He perked his head up and felt himself get picked up. He licked at her cheeks trying to cheer her up. When Jessica sat on her bed, all she did was cuddle the small dog to the best of her ability. She just needed to be comforted. She was too ashamed to face her mom, Clark was with Lois, and she was embarrassed to even talk to her father.

15 minutes later, the sound of boots hitting the floor of her balcony caught Krypto's attention. He began to bark, catching Jessica's attention as well. "Shh, Krypto." She hushed, placing the dog on the floor as the small pup ran to the balcony then ran right back to Jessica's feet.

Something out there scared him.

Jessica silently walked towards the balcony to see Batman looking at her through the dark. "You called?" He asked in his deep voice, Jessica raised her eyebrow.

"I didn't..." She sighed, realizing she must have accidentally called him when she threw her suit across the room.

"I said it was for emergencies."

"I know!" She hissed but recoiled into tears. She wiped her eyes under her glasses, she refused to have him see her cry. Bruce, on the other hand, was shocked. He waited for her to calm down. "They could have stopped it..." She sighed, not looking at him.

"Stop what?"

"The attack on Washington today, I know you saw it... Superwoman saw me an hour ago..." She shook her head. "There was a distraction, it blocked her sense... you're right," She crossed her arms, looking away. "they are monsters, she's a monster." Jess sniffed but shook her head. "No..." she recoiled. "they just... I don't know anymore."

Bruce silently listened to her and in reality, it broke his heart to see her like this. Every day since he's been in Metropolis, he would dress up and watch her sit on the balcony with her new dog. She always seemed troubled. Now, she couldn't hold it in anymore.

"What do you think they are? Truly?" He asked, stepping closer to her. Jessica leaned on the ledge in thought.

"They aren't the bad guys but... sometimes I can't explain it."

"They make it look like that."

"Why do you have such a problem with them?"

"It's Superman I have a problem with."

"Why?" Bruce searched for an answer but she wouldn't understand, so he stood quiet. Jessica was ready to leave back into her apartment when Bruce grabbed her arm. "Why can't I see you, anymore?" She asked with a raised brow, Bruce let go of her arm.

"I'm not a person who goes off of looks." Jessica snorted and rolled her eyes.

"Every day you've been here and yet, you've never come out of the shadows since the first night." She motioned him to walk closer. "Come on, show me the beast." She joked.

Bruce gave a sigh and stepped out of the shadows. He remained hidden by his cape but his face showed more. "See... that wasn't so bad."

He rolled his eyes at her, "Not amusing."

"Just trying to lighten the mood." She mumbled while crossing her arms. "Nevermind... goodnight." Yet again, she turned around to leave to her room but Bruce stopped her. This time, he grabbed her arm and pulled her against him. "Are you always so touchy?" She went to pull away from her but he restrained her from doing so.

"Do you always run away from your problems?" She paused briefly, looking up at the bat. She went to retaliate but refrained from it. "There it is."

"What?"

"You're doing it again."

"Stop doing that!" She snatched her arm out of his grasp. "Stop reading me like I'm some book!" She exclaimed, her eyes holding a new fire. She began to push him away without hurting him but he just wouldn't budge. She finally gave up and went limp in his arms with a childish groan. Bruce, for the hundredth time that night, rolled his eyes at her behavior.

"You're a child."

"And you're a... Whatever." She groaned. Bruce made her stand straight with another roll of his eyes. When she opened her eyes again, he felt the familiar feeling of what happened the first night they met. Jessica noticed he was pulling her closer subconsciously, she gripped onto his arm gently. "What are you doing?" She whispered gently. Bruce swallowed thickly then spoke.

"Do you mind if I..." He didn't even finish his sentence because he couldn't.

"Yea..." She whispered going to kiss him, she was excited, to say the least. After the horrific day she's had, she wanted this as much as anyone, to just forget.

Bruce leaned in to kiss her, he could feel the smoothness of her lips brush against his chapped ones.

"I'm sorry master Bruce, am I interrupting something?" Cockblocker!

Bruce growled, pulling away from Jessica. The woman raised a brow in confusion. "Did I do something wrong?" She asked, crossing her arms over her chest.

"No... I just... I'll see you tomorrow night." He grumbled, pulled out something from his belt, then left her balcony.

"Bye..." She mumbled and rolled her eyes. "Men." She scoffed and left into her apartment.