Her bed was empty, unslept in. He sat down on her bed, closed his eyes and listened.
Ultra Woman, thank you!
Ah, out and about, helping humanity.
Couldn’t take it anymore?
Ultra swallowed. “Fine. I went to Smallville. Sorry. I was bushed and I needed a night off.
Thought so.
“I think the time machine is broken.”
Clark broke off his kiss and pulled back so he could see her properly. “Excuse me?”
“I tried to go to the Kent farm to tell them about Lara. Show them the pictures that Dr. Klein took.” Ultra pinched her lips together. “I couldn’t get the time machine to start. At all.”
Hmm…Is her DNA altered from the lighting strike? Should they try Clark?
“Lois, how are we going to get her home?”
Have. Clark. Touch. The. Freakin’. Time. Machine!
“Whatever.” She waved off her mistake. “She needs him. We can keep her alive, but her soul is dying. She needs him.”
Lois hadn’t liked the way Vixen had wrestled with him in China.
Michael
