Meanwhile, back in the Cave...

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Dawn has come and gone, midmorning approaches, and Bruce is still reviewing what he might have missed during his visit to Metropolis, City of Tomorrow and Too Many Damned Glowing Things, to investigate the real estate that local business man/tycoon/slimebag Max Shreck is considering purchasing.

Yes, he should be in bed by now. He should be getting food. He should be doing something other than what he is doing now, which is going over data he recorded in Metropolis and reviewing an eye on the police reports as well. Price of taking time away from his patrols to try to contain Gotham scum within the city limits.

And his coffee's cold. Damn it.

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"Not convinced of it, but considering the last month and what we know, good damned place to start. Question is where. I'm working on it."

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"Thanks." The thought that Bruce might, say, take a little longer than usual in order to keep Superman fighting the invasion is one of those third tier thoughts that your lizard brain spits into your head just to keep you guessing, but Superman doesn't have the energy to give it the time of day. Even if Batman, his brother in arms, would do something like that, he's not the one hurting Lois. Never allow the enormity of the evil you see distract you from the need to confront it directly.

"I'll need a launch vector from the Fortress, too, when you have a second." There's some skittering on the back, like Superman is melting delicate circuitry with the power of Earth's yellow sun. "There are a few things I want to pick up."

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"Acknowledged. Be careful. She'll be fine; she's a tough girl."

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"She'd better be." Superman's voice is a little shaky, but it could just be because he's traveling at a couple hundred miles an hour.

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"Do your job. I'll do mine." And this is why heroes shouldn't be married. "I'll be in touch soon as I know something. Watchtower out."

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A sizzle of static.

"Brainiac's out." Superman sounds tired, distracted, and a little nauseous. Tell tale signs of low-level Kryptonite exposure. "Phantom Zone should hold him for a while. Lois is okay." Bruce'd care, even if he never admits it. "Is there anywhere I'm needed...?"

One thing about this next generation of metahumans stuff? Makes taking the occasional night off with the wife sooo much easier.

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Nope. He really doesn't care. But he does say back, "No. Go take care of her. You're off-duty for the rest of the week. This new Supergirl can handle it."

He cuts off the comm, rubs his face, closes his eyes tiredly.

Then gets back to work.