AN:Hey every1!!! I hope u really like this new idea. And Lana doesn't have her "tattoo" just 4 reference. lol

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Clark sat sweating in the eerily silent courtroom. His palms pressed together tightly. His parents, just as equally nervous, sat directly behind him in the court audience, their hands squeezed tightly in each others. The entire room was on end, waiting for the jury's verdict. Even the Bailiff, standing at the back near the door, was rocking on the balls of his feet.

Clark made a point to avoid Mr. Smith's smug, yet still worried eyes, while his own wandered around. His mind recalling some of the highlights from the past year, trying hard to keep his thoughts off of his immense predicament. But his mind was soon drawn back to his dismay at the prospect of what soon may come. And what made matters ten-times worse was that fact that the one thing that could insure his win, couldn't be said. For known only to him and his parents, Jay Smith, saying he was his biological father and fighting for his custody, was not really Jay Smith. It was only his alias. His real name was Jor-El. Jor-El of the deceased planet Krypton.

The jury reentered the courtroom. Half the court, including Clark sprang up to their feet. "We of the jury decide that custody of Clark Kent goes to...Mr. Jay Smith." Clark's face fell al the way down to his shoes. Martha began crying, wailing practically. Jonathon's eyes were bloodshot, but he was too distraught to cry. Jor-El "Jay" walked up to Clark and put a hand on his shoulder. Clark wriggled uncomfortably and pushed him off in disgust. Jor-El narrowed his eyes at him and smiled.

"I suggest you go home and pack, since we're leaving tomorrow. And tomorrow will be your last day at Smallville High. So you can clean out your locker."

"What do you mean? Where are we going?"

"Well, you know I don't live in Smallville. And I can't afford to move, I have a good house and job in California and..."

"CALIFORNIA?"

"Yes, I'll be by after school tomorrow to pick you up."

"But...But..." he stammered.

How long had Jor-El been posing in California?

"Goodbye Clark." And with that he swept away.

He and his parents decided that he should take about and hour and half to say goodbye to his friends, and then they could spend the entire evening together. At first he protested, but Martha reassured him and told him to go. That this would give her time to cook and clean so she doesn't waste their time together doing that. He nodded, but couldn't bring himself to speak. After almost the entire courtroom emptied out, only Lex and Clark remained. Lex approached him and they sat down.

"I'm really sorry Clark...I..." and for once Lex was lost for words. After a while Clark finally left, and he walked rather slowly down the street. His vision was dreamily hazy, he was paying no attention to where he was going and he bumped into Lana leaving the Talon. After noticing who had knocked her down, she jumped up and clung on to him tightly.

"Oh Clark! I just heard the news! I...I..."she began to cry. "Oh Clark I can't believe your leaving!" Clark and Lana went inside. The Talon was empty.

"Neither can I."

"Would you like one more latte'?" A knot welled up in Clark's throat. He nodded. As Lana went to make it Clark made a decision. He was going to do it. She deserved it.

"Lana there's something I need to tell you..."

AN: (not end of chappy) I'm not gonna go into detail about how he tells her, cuz if you've been to this site recently, there's a lot of fic where he spills the beans, it' all the same anyway so... Don't worry he won't be long...

:: Hums annoying tune::

It's a small world after all...

:: Annoying elevator background music::

Five minutes later...

"I...I...does anyone else know about this?"

"Pete did..." Clark looked down at his feet. "I wasn't going to tell anyone really, Pete found out by accident, but now that I'm moving...I guess I just figured you deserved it. Whether you accept it or not. Just as long as you don't tell anybody." Lana smiled understandingly.

"I'm glad you told me Clark."

"You know what the worst part is?"

"What?" she questioned.

"That really is my biological father. His real name is Jor-El. And he's the one who has done all of the things that ruin my life."

"So where is he taking you? Back to your home planet?"

"No, California. My home planet, Krypton, blew up, I was the only survivor."

"But if you were the only survivor, wouldn't he be dead?"

"He is."

"Ewwwwwwwwww!" they laughed, Clark mostly out of politeness. There was then an awkward pause.

"Well, I...uh better be going...."

"Yea." She interrupted. There was silence once more. Clark took both of her hands in his.

"I'll keep in touch." And he left the Talon to Lana and her thoughts.

Clark's last destination was Chloe's house. He knocked on the oak front door with three thundering booms. It was Chloe's father who answered the door. Mr. Sullivan informed Clark that apparently, Chloe was at school working on the TORCH. Clark thanked him and set off again. Walking slowly, he kicked a rock in front of him, waited till he caught up with it, and kicked it again. He continued the miserable pattern until he reached the school. He entered the TORCH office, by then looking very solemn.

"Hi Clark, why so blue?" Chloe piped up. But Clark just sighed.

"I'm moving Chloe."

"Moving???? But Jonathon wouldn't move if his life depended on it. And Martha wouldn't move without him." Clark then told her the devastating truth of that day's events. Including going into in-depth detail about who he really was. After promising to make her not say a word to anyone, and informing her that Lana knew, Clark turned on his heel to leave.

"Clark wait!" Chloe, shyly, walked up and planted a kiss on his cheek. "I'll miss you." Shocked, but flattered, Clark smiled back.

"Right back at ya."

It was a quiet evening in the Kent household. They were all dreading nightfall, and daybreak even more. They watched a movie together, eating popcorn, looked through old family photos, and gave a lot of hugs. Finally, the faithful hour came, and they all turned in, but not before they all took one last time to go into the loft and look at the stars.

That morning after breakfast, tears, and sorrow, Clark began to walk to school alone. He purposely missed the bus, and turned down all his ride offers. Instead he walked slowly, kicking dust around his feet. Thinking.

It was Clark's worst school day ever. He had waltzed into 1st period 20 minutes late. His Science Teacher, Mr. Miller, started to lecture him, but stopped abruptly mid-scold, and carried on as if nothing had happened. Clark slumped down in his seat. Throughout the rest of the day, people kept coming up to him, saying how much they would miss him and what not. Though he did appreciate it, he didn't really want to be reminded of it. But he smiled gratefully all the same. The bell beginning last period struck and it wasn't long before the final tone came around too. As promised, Jor-El was parked outside on the curb in a light blue Sudan. Clark heaved his backpack off his shoulders, it was much heavier carrying all of the stuff from his locker. Jor-El had already driven by and picked up his other belongings from his house. Clark climbed in and with a last look at Smallville, they sped away.

Lana, a tear in her eye, began to cross the parking lot, when Chloe drove up in front of her. "Need a lift?"

"Where?" she inquired. Surely Chloe wasn't offering her a ride home, because her car was just two feet away. Chloe shifted gears and pulled the car around until the passenger's side was square with Lana. She unlocked the doors, and rolled down the other window.

"Following him."

AN:Ok, that's all u get 4 now! I really hope you liked it! And a special BIG thanks 2 all u reviewers! Hey wait! I DON"T HAVE ANY! ::scoffs:: HUMPH! HOW RUDE! (next one'll b longer promise, I wrote this one only in 2 hours, taking LONG breaks in between...)