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If you haven't read Exsulo. It would probably be better if you did before you read this one. This is set in Season Three between Perry and Shattered.

Ch 1

The sun shone brightly down on the little farmhouse welcoming everyone to the new day. There was activity inside and outside of the farmhouse, except for one room.

"Clark, get up." Martha yelled up the stairs as she finished preparing breakfast.

Clark groaned as he turned over in bed. "Five more minutes."

"Don't make me come up there, she thought to herself as she put the finished plates on the kitchen island. "If you don't get up right now, I'm coming up there." A muffled grunt was the only response she got.

Martha quietly headed up the stairs and peered inside her son's room. Seeing her son still laying in bed facing away from her she slowly tiptoed across the room to the window and flung open the curtains.

"Mom!" Clark said annoyed as he placed a pillow over his face to block out the light.

"Don't say I didn't warn you." Martha said as she playfully took the pillow from his face. "Now, get up and get ready your breakfast is getting cold." She gave him the pillow back and left the room. Clark reluctantly got up and quickly took a shower and headed downstairs.

Once Clark had seated himself and began eating Martha asked, "So, what are you planning to do during your Fall Break?"

"Peter had said he wanted to come visit." Clark said between bites. "I thought this
would be a good time. I thought I would show him around town. He said he wanted to see what a real farm was like."

Martha chuckled, "Oh, really."

"Yeah, thanks for breakfast. I gotta go." Clark picked up his backpack and headed out the door.

Later that afternoon as Clark was sitting in study hall Peter came up to him. "So, are you ready to have a whole week off without any schoolwork?"

"Man, I am so ready," Clark answered.

Pete sat down in the empty seat across from Clark. "Have you got any plans?"

"Peter is coming to visit this week. I need to go and pick him up at the bus station," Clark stated. "Can you give me a ride?"

The final bell rang as Pete responded, "Sure thing. That sounds like freedom to me."

They reached the bus station just as the bus was pulling into the station. "So, this is the guy you met when you went AWOL?" Pete asked as they walked toward the unloading platform. He really didn't know a lot about what had happened while Clark was gone, he had been tightlipped about the whole experience.

"Yeah." Clark said and spotted Peter among the people getting off the bus. "Peter!"

"Hi. Clark."

"Peter, this is best friend, Pete." Clark said motioning between the two people.

Peter extended his hand, "Hi. Peter Parker."

"Man, you're Peter Parker, Spiderman's own personal photographer." Pete said excitedly. "You are going to have to meet Chloe."

Peter blushed. "I see my reputation proceeds me. Why would you say I have to meet Chloe?"

"She is our resident Wall of Weird expert" Clark remarked.

"Wall of Weird?" Peter asked puzzled.

"All will be explained," Pete answered mysteriously.

Clark started toward the car. "Come on. Let's take your stuff back to the farm first."

They pulled up into the Kent driveway and Clark and Pete got out of the car, but Peter seemed to be in a bit of a daze as he got out of the car slowly. Clark saw the weird expression on Peter's face. "Peter? Earth to Peter." He waved his hand in front of Peter's face.

That seemed to bring Peter out of his stupor though he continued to stare at the farm and farmhouse. "It looks like something out of a book."

Clark snickered. "Yeah, it's all real--with real cows and everything."

Peter rolled his eyes at Clark but all he got in return was an innocent grin. "So, is the air always this clean?"

"Yeah, but don't get downwind from the cows." Pete said wrinkling up his nose and waving his hand in front of it.

Peter raised an eyebrow at Pete's comment. "Let me show you my loft." Clark said steering the group toward the barn.

Peter walked over to the open window as Pete settled on the couch and Clark leaned against the opposite wall. "Wow. This is nice."

"So, Peter where are you from?"

Peter turned away from the window to face Pete. "I'm from New York City."

"Really?" Peter nodded his head in response. "What's New York City like? I bet it is really exciting."

"The city does have a certain rhythm to it. It is normal to me, but it can be exciting." Peter said. "It certainly was when your friend came to visit."

Pete was curious what had happened during Clark's absence and since Clark hadn't told him maybe Peter would. "What happened that was so exciting?"

"Well, you know how he can be when he's on that stuff." Pete looked like a deer caught in someone's headlights. He didn't know what to say and looked over at Clark but he seemed completely unruffled.

Peter continued. "We got into a fight."
"You -You got into a fight with him." Peter stammered looking back and forth between Peter and Clark."

"Yeah, I think I held my own pretty good." Pete was now thoroughly confused. No, he was past confused he was completely mystified by the whole situation.

Clark thought Pete had suffered enough and decided to let Pete in. "He knows."

It took Pete a second to realize what Clark had said. "Okay that explains your lack of reaction. Man, how long were you going to let me hang out there."

Clark just gave him a shrug and a smile.

"Okay, so how did you 'hold your own' in a fight with him when he was like that?" Pete asked.

Clark answered. "Why don't you tell him or even better show him?" He saw that Peter hesitated before doing anything. "It's okay. He knows all about me. You don't have to worry about that."

Pete was curious what was going to happen next as Peter looked around the loft for something. Peter eventually spied a horseshoe lying on top of a box and shot out a web and brought it back to him.

Pete sat there for a moment without moving, his jaw hanging open. Then everything seemed to click into place. "You're Spiderman?" It was almost more of a statement than a question.

"Yes, I didn't freak you out did I?" Peter asked unsure.

"No, he'll be fine." Clark smiled. "Just give him a minute."

"That is cool, man. I heard you had a danger sensor thing. How does that work?"

"Danger sensor thing?" Peter said raising an eyebrow. "It is just that sometimes I can sense if something is coming at me or if I'm in immediate danger."

Clark was amused by the situation. "He's having a better reaction to you than he did to me."

Peter asked. "So, how did you find out?"

"I found his spaceship." Pete replied.

"I bet that was interesting to see."

Pete nodded his head. "Yeah, it was enlightening."