The curtains were slightly parted, and the first thing Lois saw was a small portion of a red and yellow pentagonal S-shield. She stood, frozen, for the longest moment, and then slowly pushed back the curtains.
What she saw startled her, and caused a few more tears to slip down her cheeks.
Another one, who looked just like the man she'd loved and lost. A part of her want to throw something, to curse, but she didn't. The Kryptonian hovering outside her bedroom window looked to be the same age as hers, and looked practically identical, right down to the little curl that rested against his forehead. But it couldn't be him... could it? For a moment, she thought it might have been Superman-Prime, but she knew he really didn't have a reason to seek her out. She'd been nice to him, sure, but that wasn't reason enough.
She opened the window, the same blank look on her face, and before she realized, she was blurting out the words she'd been thinking for nearly a minute.