the duties of a daughter ((tag clark))

It was a quiet day, and April was getting a quick nap while Jonathan was down for his daily nap. A hand rested on her pregnant belly, showing a little now that she was in her second month.

The nausea seemed to be the worst thing for her, and so she was resting just to feel back to 'normal' before going out for grocery shopping.

The sound of her PINpoint ringing brought her out of her mid-morning slumber. "Hello?" She rubbed the sleep out of her eyes.

"April, it is Shasta here, have you seen Spike?" The worried voice of the woman on the other end of the line made April awaken even further.

"No. Was he supposed to be here today?" Her father hadn't mentioned he would be visiting.

"Well no... but he just... left. It was really weird. Wes hasn't seen him either. And I am just... worried."

April reached out with her voices, frowning with the sense of chaos and frustration when she tried to contact her father. "Okay Shasta. Don't worry. We will find him."

After hanging up the phone, April reached out to her husband, to see if he was at the Daily Planet, or busy responding to a situation as Superman.