Note: This takes place during Justice League Dark. You are married to Superman and you do not have any superpowers.
You were reading on the couch when the tv turned on. It was the news, which you always watched in case something happened to your husband. "There have been people attempting or have already done it. People all over the world from Gotham to DC have been murdering people. Some have attempted to kill their own families. We have no idea what is causing this but whatever it is it is dangerous". I turned the tv off after that.
I went outside to go for my run I always did to get my mind off of things. I walked to the sidewalk until I saw my neighbor looking at me thorough the window. I saw a gun and ammediatly ran inside and locked the door. I was really scared and I was hoping that somewhere in the world my husband knew what was going on and was on his way home to save me.
I was heading towards the bedroom. It was the farthest room in the house. Suddenly an arm grabbed my arm I froze and before I could do anything I was thrown into the wall and I fell onto the ground. "What are you and what have you done with Alexa Kent" he yelled as he pointed his gun at my head. "It's me your friend. Please don't shoot, please" I begged as I cried. "You are not her, you are a monster" he said as he pulled the trigger back and I closed my eyes.
I was prepared for death but I opened my eyes and saw Superman. The bullet hit his chest abd said "Nobody's dieing tonight" as he took the gun. He bent the gun in half. A bunch of FBI agents kicked the door down and were now telling my neighbor (or ex neighbor now) to get on the ground.
My neighbor did what he was asked and got on the ground. Before anything happened he threw a little pocket knife at me and it hit me in the knee causing me to fall and yell. Superman caught me just before I hit the floor and he held me tight in his arms.
He held the wound so it would stop bleeding. Yes it hurt but knowing that my husband was next to me made it all better.
After everything Superman changed back into Clark Kent. He patched up the wound. He was so worried about me I must have scared the S off is chest. "I'm so sorry that I didn't catch the knife even though I had the ability to catch it" he said very upset with himself. I put my hand on his chest and said "you were worried about him doing something" "and he did" he interrupted "let me finish. You didn't expect him to do that plus I was only like a foot away from him. It's not your fault".
It was about an hour later and Clark was fixing the door and the hole in the ceiling. I had a whole in my knee but I was glad I was alive. "Hey honey when is Superman going out" I asked worried. I was worried that if Clark left something like this will happen again. "I wont leave unless you want me to" he said.
I then told him how I didn't feel safe. He hugged me and I cried into his chest. "Listen nobody is going to hurt you. I wont let it happen". He picked me up abd carried me to the bed and then he got in. Then we both fell asleep in the bed as he held me tight through the night.
