Superman #1 (English)

You never get too old

When we arrived at the hospital, the waiting room was full, we sat down as far as we could away from the largest crowd in hope that no one would recognise Marshall who sat with his hood over his head. Haillie was also wearing a hood, I was the only one of us who didn't have anything on my head, except my hair of course...

I looked around and took a quick glance over the crowd, trying to see what had happened to them. One had a broken arm, he was probably about 9 years old. The boy looked up and met my gaze, I smiled politely at him and he smiled friendly back before I turned to Marshall again. He'd taken up his phone and started playing something. He was deeply concentrated and if I knew him right, he hated to lose. I leaned toward him to see what he played.

"What're you playing?" I asked and looked at his concentrated gaze under the hood.

"Flappy Bird ..." He answered monotonous.

"The rage game? Are you sure you should play that?" I laughed, he sent me a grimace.

"Ha-ha ..." He answered and looked quickly back down on the phone.

I turned and looked behind me on the boy who had broken his arm. He looked at me with big eyes and was walking toward us. Oh no, I thought. He had seen Marshall!

The boy jogged to me and held out a magazine, I think.

"DO YOU ​​KNOW EMINEM?" He asked, everyone in the room turned towards us when they heard what the boy said. Marshall froze. I looked around me and shook my head apologising.

"No, sorry ..." I answered, he took the magazine towards me  and pointed to the picture on the front. I gaped when I saw who was on the front-page. There was a picture of me and Marshall on the way home from the hospital last time, fucking paparatzies!

"That's you and Eminem." He said out loud, everyone became quiet and waited for my reply. I felt Marshall put his hand on mine and squeezed it as if to ask if he should do something. I stroked his hand lightly as response, I'd take care of it.

I looked up at the boy again, his eyes were big in anticipation.

"Okay, I know him ... "The whole room gaped and came towards us.

"WHO'S THAT ??" Asked a young teenager, pointing to Marshall.

"My fiancé." I said and smiled, she smiled back. Everyone started to talk about Marshall and what he had achieved through his career.

"He's a legend!"

"My hero!"

"The Rap God!"

I leaned against Marshall and whispered into his ear.

"You're surrounded by Stans..." He laughed softly.

A doctor came into the waiting room and looked through the list, everyone turned to him and were just about to sit down when the name was called out;

"Jessica Mathers?"

"Mathers? Like, Marshall Mathers?" Their eyes flickered toward me again and the voices became louder and louder.

~~~ Marshall's POV ~~~

Yeaaaaah, I forgot about that... I'd said Jessica Mathers instead of Jackson last time we were here.

I stood up and grabbed the wheelchair to Jessica and wheeled her to the doctor who was waiting impatiently. I forced myself forward and held Haillie firmly in my free hand. A young boy walked in front of us, blocking our way to the doctor, he got big eyes when I met his gaze. I shook my head and formed the words with my mouth:

"Please, don't say it ...." The boy pointed right at me and opened his mouth to speak, but closed it again quickly when he saw what I was saying. "Thanks...." I said and the boy moved out of the way so we got to the doctor.

He smiled friendly to us and led us to a door. He opened the door and held it up so we got inside, but I stopped in the doorway. I turned around and smiled to myself, this would be so much fun! I looked up and took off my hood, everyone gaped and began to storm towards the door while screaming like crazy.

"EMINEM !!!!" The doctor closed the door quickly and locked it so that no one came in. He looked stunned at me, astonished at what I had just done and who I was, I guess...

"You--Huh??" I smiled and pointed down at Jessica.

"My Fiancé?" He nodded quickly and led us into a room.