| Rivka T | Smallville |
|
| While the Tempest Hurled | No pair of kings our mothers bore. | |
| Ceremony of Innocence | The best lack all conviction, and the worst are filled with passionate intensity. | |
| Tell | He's never going to tell you, you know. | |
| Switch: A Comedy of Terrors | Plot rocks lead Mind to forget where it put Brain. Wacky hijinks ensue. | |
| A Sort of Walking Miracle | Out of the ashes. | |
| Yellow | "A Kryptonian, huh? I knew this 'I'm the only one, I'm the only one' thing was just an attention-getter." | |
| My Last Duchess | Who'd stoop to blame | |
| Ruat Caelum | Let justice be done. | |
| Scotch Gambit | A strange game. The only winning move is not to play. | |
| Incarnadine | The Fan-Fiction Writer's Union (NY Local #527) required "Red" follow-up story. Disturbing content; read at your own risk. Contents under pressure. | |
| Into the Woods | Some other girl's fairytale. | |
| A Life Less Invulnerable | Motel Six, Metropolis, 3:45 pm. | |
| Tertium Quid | Lana occupies the middle ground. | |
| The Presence of Fire | There are dangers in believing your own press, and in disbelieving. Or, the war Lex won, the war he lost, and the war he didn't know he was fighting. | |
| Philadelphia | There are signposts on the road to darkness. Or, if all men were brothers, would you let one marry your sister? |