His Kitty|| Clark Kent

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clark's pov
i listen as the love of my life leaves to face danger. she loves her job. it makes her happy. she's gotten her love for animals from her parents that did the same thing she does. i remember meeting her for the first time and thinking she's got to be an angel. there's no possibility for her to be anything but that. she's stuck by my side through everything. and i've done the same for her.

i walk into school looking for her. kitty. my only friend. but she's not here. where is she? i leave school and find her at her house crying in a corner. "hey" i call to her softly. she sniffles wiping her face. her cheeks puffy and her eyes red and in the same state. i ask her softly "what's wrong kitty?" wiping her face gently. she tells me softly "he's gone. my dad...he's gone clark" my heart breaks for her.

i pull her into my chest and she hugs me and sobs. we're only 16. and both of her parents are dead. i pull her into my lap and mutter "i got you kitty. it hurts now and always will but...you won't lose me. i'll always be here kit. let it out" i ask her "do you have any other family?" she shakes her head "distant. but they weren't good people so my parents kept me away" i nod and pick her up easily and head to her room. i set her in her bed seeing how tired she is. i kiss her head gently hating shes in so much pain and i can't do anything about it. i stroke her hair and say softly "get some rest i'll be right back" she nods and hides herself under her blanket. i go to the phone and call my house. "Katherine? shouldn't you be in school? clark is in school sweetheart" my mother greets. i reply "ma" "clark? why aren't you in school? and with katherine?" she asks confused.

i reply "she wasn't in school but didn't let me know she wouldn't be in or would be late like she always does so i knew something was wrong and came here" she asks "is there? something wrong?" i sigh "her dad died on a job ma. she's got no one else. she's alone. her family members aren't good and she doesn't know them. i just...i want to help her ma. i don't want her leaving and going to dangerous people. i don't even know if her father said or wrote where she'd go if something were to happen to him"

she replies "oh that poor girl...first her mother and now...clark bring her here okay? we'll take her in. okay?" i nod in relief. "what about the legal stuff with her custody? she's only 16" she tells me "her father asked if we'd take her if anything were to go wrong. i'm now her guardian" oh. i nod "she's taking a nap now. she cried herself to sleep. we'll be there when she wakes" she says "take care of your girl clark" what? i warn "mom she's not my-" but she's hung up. i shake my head doing the same.

and now she has that same job. she says it makes her feel closer to them and makes her feel good that she's doing something to help earth and its animals. that people usually just worry for their own and there's not a lot who cares about our animals. more often then not she comes home with em. if a place can't take them right away. she's their care giver and vet until a sanctuary can. she hates zoos. she's the boss in her field. she's gotten fame for her exploits. she doesn't do it for that.

she wants to open her own sanctuary one day. i snap out of my thoughts hearing her call to me "clark" i shed my clothes and get into my suit and fly over to africa. she's bleeding. what the hell happened? i ask "maam are you alright?" she's dirty and covered in soot. a few burns on her. she did what i asked her not to. she risked her life. it's her job. her passion. she's holding a tiger cub in her arms that are burned a bit. i ask "what else is there?"

she replies "mothers dead but there's two more babies like this one there superman" i nod and fly into the flames for her. i find the cubs and a very hurt monkey. i grab it and search for others and find nothing. i fly out and hand the animals to her coworkers but cant find her "where's the woman i just spoke to?" they point back into the forest that helicopters are dropping water on. shit. i hear her coughing. "why did she go back?" he speaks "we missed a few koalas and birds sir" her heart is too big for her own fucking good.

i fly and find her trying to get a very frightened and scared koala. it's got babies. i grab her and shield her from a falling piece of burning tree. i ask "what are you doing back in here katherine?! you could've gotten killed!" checking her over frantically. she coughs from the smoke "i have to save them" she knows she can't save them all. i love her for trying. for her passion about this. i reply "get out of here. now. i'll save them but i cannot be worried about your safety too kitty" she coughs from the smoke and i watch her go before grabbing the animals she had to save. she's not out here. FUCK. i listen and note she passed out in there. shit. i go back in and find her. deja vu hits me. i've been in this position with her and her risking her life for her job before. i pick her limp body up and turn around just as a tree falls before us i blow on it and hit through it. not wanting to just go through it and her get burned more than she is.

i get us out and lay her on a stretcher. i want to stay. but i cant. i say "make sure she's okay" and fly off back to metropolis. i take a quick shower and change back into clothes. waiting for the call for her. listening anxiously from where i am as they try to get her to wake up. to breathe. she's alive. but wheezing badly. unconscious. god damn it kitty. i pause hearing my phone ring. i go over and ask "hello?" "clark? it's katherine." he says. he tells me everything i already know. they're flying her over to here for better doctors. i go to the hospital and i see the helicopter come after hours of waiting. she's got a oxygen tank on her face. still unconscious. her burns wrapped. she smiles at her scars from her work. she doesn't hate them. i hold her hand and stroke her hair as they wheel us through the hospital. i'm left outside and i watch as they work on her. her burns a bit worse than they seemed. she gained a few new ones from when she passed out. soon i'm allowed in. and i call my mom and let her know what happened. she can't make it out here but she wants to talk to her when she's awake. the smoke inhalation did a number in her. i sigh "what am i gonna do with you kit?" holding her hand in mine. i listen and hear crime and text bruce about it and where it is. i'm not being superman. not when she needs me here. she'll kick my ass for it. but i don't care. i kiss her hand "wake up for me kitty" listening to her heartbeat. her blood flow. her wheeze. and i wait. and wait