The girl walked through the door into the Talon. She paused, looking around, then found what she was looking for and made straight for the table where Clark and his friends were studying. She stood a short distance from the table, waiting. Finally Clark got up and headed for the counter. She followed him.
Standing behind him she whispered softly, "Kal-el?"
Clark froze. Who would call him by that name? Drawing in a breath he turned to face the girl. She was about his age, shorter than him, but pretty. She had medium brown hair and grey/blue eyes. Upon seeing his face she smiled, recognition dawning on her face.
"It is you!" she exclaimed.
"I'm sorry. You must be mistaken, my name is Clark. Do I know you?" he asked.
"Not yet, but you will. I must speak with you, it is of utmost importance."
Clark wanted to refuse, not wanting to think, let alone talk, about his past and his biological family. Not with a complete stranger. But he saw the urgency in her eye, and, he didn't know why, but somehow he trusted her.
"Not here," was all he said.
They drove to the Kent farm. Once they were both sitting in the loft the girl began talking, a mile a minute.
"Oh, Kal-el, it's so good to see you, I've been dreaming of this moment. There's so much I have to tell you, so much you could tell me! Where have you been all these years? Kal-el, I've missed you so much!"
"Whoa. Slow down. First of all how do you know that name?"
"What? Kal-el? But…don't you remember?"
"Remember what?"
"Kal-el…"
"Clark."
"Clark…I'm your sister."
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