Chapter 1

It had been five years since Chloe left Smallville leaving behind her father and friends. Of course she still kept in contact with her dad but she hardly saw him.

It was all because of him, because of what he had done to her. She still cried about it from time to time he had been her one true love and he ruined it.

She never said goodbye to anyone, she only dropped by a friend's house and even that had been a mistake.

At least then it was a mistake, but now it brought the best thing in her life to her, her daughter. Chloe's daughter was almost five now and she looked just like her mother. Chloe hadn't wanted anyone to find them so she changed her name and let her hair grow out so no one could tell who she was. She was writing about the thoughts that were going on in her head again when her daughter interrupted her.

"Mommy, I'm hungry."

"Alright, I will go make you something. What do you want?"

"Pancakes and can I help?"

"Of course you can."

Chloe took her daughter, Emma into the kitchen and they started making pancakes. They made a huge mess in the kitchen, flour covering the counters and the stove. They were just about to eat when the doorbell rang.

"Mommy, can I get it?"

"No you eat. I will go get it."

Chloe went and got the door. She opened it and was aghast to see the man standing in her doorway. She knew he sent search parties looking for her, but they had always been unsuccessful. She thought she had hid herself so well that no one in Smallville would ever find them. Now she knew that she must have done something wrong.

"Chloe, is that really you?"

"Go away. No one by the name Chloe lives here."

"Chloe, I know it's you."

"Why did you come here?"

"I have been looking for you ever since you left."

"Why didn't Lana make you happy?"

"Chloe, what happened between me and Lana was a mistake."

"You hurt me Clark."

"I know. I am so sorry Chloe."

"It doesn't make up for it."

"I know, but maybe if you come back to Smallville, then- then I can make it up to you and show you that I don't love Lana."

"I can't just leave, Clark. We have gotten accustomed to living here."

"We?"

"Me and my daughter."

"You have a daughter?"

"Yes I do."

At that moment Emma came running towards them. She skipped up to Chloe looking at her with that spark in her eye that Chloe knew very well. It was the spark that Chloe knew to be curiosity in Emma's eyes.

"So this is your daughter?"

"Yes Clark, this is Emma."

Clark knelt down and stared at the girl then he reached out his hand.

"Hi, I'm Clark."

Emma returned his handshake. But she didn't say anything back she just kept looking at him. Clark stood back up and stared at Chloe then at Emma.

"She looks like you."

"Thanks. Why don't you come in?"

"Alright."

Clark stepped in and he felt his arm being pulled by Emma.

"I will show you where the living room is."

Clark followed Emma into the living room Chloe trailed behind them.

Why did I let him come in?

Clark sat down on the couch and Chloe sat in the chair next to him. Emma stared at them and she figured she should leave.

"I am going to go up to my room, okay?"

"Okay."

Emma left the room and it was silent for awhile. Clark finally broke the silence.

"Is she mine?"