Thought's spies - 1
Martha woke up early to tidy up the full house and cook a wonderful lunch. They were expecting a loved visit from Ryan James, a boy that Clark considered nearly his little brother. They'd spent a couple years without seen too much, he could came to Jonathan's funeral, but he called a few days before telling that he would like to spent a couple weeks with them. Martha had kept his visit as a secret for Clark… she wanted to give him a surprise. Suddenly the door rang and she run to opened it.
"Oh, Ryan, sweetheart, welcome to the farm again!" exclaimed her hugging that adolescent who she remembered as a boy not too much taller than her. "You've grown a lot!"
"Hi, Mrs. Kent… I've really missed you all… and I'm really sorry for Mr. Kent's death…"
"Thank you, Ryan… but come in… Clark still sleeping… and he doesn't know that you were coming…"
While the boy went upstairs to wake up her son Martha prepared the table and served the meal. Later both of them came to the kitchen.
"You're so bad, mum…" said Clark grasping his mother's waist and kissing her cheek "Why don't you tell me that Ryan was coming!?"
"Good morning, sweetheart…" she said giving back his kiss "I wanted it to be a surprise…" said as they sat on the table.
"It was a wonderful surprise, so… But I have classes this afternoon…"
"Well… he can stay with me… I don't have too much work these days…"
"How's being a senator, Mrs. Kent?"
"It's amazing… but not too different than being a housewife… I just have to take care of more a bigger family…" they laughed and began to eat.
When Clark had left, Ryan helped Martha to wash the dishes. She told him that they would go to the town later to make some shopping. Suddenly the door rang and Ryan opened the door because Martha was a little busy at that moment looking for something in a cupboard, standing on a chair.
It was Lionel Luthor… and Ryan scared because he knew he was Lex's father.
"Hello" said Lionel asking himself who the boy was and where was Martha.
"Hi…" said Ryan not understanding what that man could want from the kind Martha Kent "Mrs. Kent is busy now…"
"Who is it, Ryan?!" asked Martha from the kitchen.
The boy was going to answer, but Lionel was faster.
"It's me, Martha…" he said (my dear) he thought. And Ryan got upset because he called her by her name and he didn't thought he deserved that pleasure being a Luthor.
Suddenly they listened a big noise from the kitchen and Lionel run there. Martha was on the floor with the peaces of some dishes round her.
"Are you fine?" asked Lionel helping her to stand.
"I am…" said Martha "I just felt from the chair…"
"You're not right, Mrs. Kent… don't lie… your ankle is hurting you…" declared Ryan.
Martha was going to reply him, but she knew his power, so she couldn't say anything.
"Come on… I will take you to the hospital…" said Lionel.
Martha had twisted her ankle, and Lionel was with her in the room while Clark arrived finding Ryan in the corridor.
"What happened?"
"It's all right… Your mother twisted her ankle… She's fine… but…"
"Lionel…" whispered Clark, seeing him from the crystal.
"He came to the farm… your mother was on a chair to pick something from the cupboard and when she listened his voice she got nervous and fall…"
"How do you know that?"
"I can listen her thoughts… do you remember?" he said.
"What type of nerves?" asked Clark.
"I know what you're thinking on… I don't need to read your thoughts… Your scares are right… she feels something towards him… but she isn't sure about what it is… and she's neither sure about if it's the time to find them out, or not…"
"My mother feels something towards Lionel Luthor…"
"She does… and he correspond her… but he's absolutely sure about his feelings… he loves her, Clark… and he'll do anything to not lose her…"
He stopped talking because at that moment Martha and Lionel went out the room.
"Mum… how are you?" asked Clark hugging her.
"I've fine, sweetheart…"
"That's the same you said me before… and you had twisted you ankle…" said Lionel helping her to walk.
"I didn't want to worry you…"
Clark and Ryan walked faster than them and arrived before to the car.
"I don't like him…" said Clark "Should I be worry about my mother because of him…" but before he could answer Lionel opened the door and helped Martha to go in.
"I will try to com later to the farm to see how are you, ok?" he said.
"It's not necessary, Lionel… I'll be fine with my two boys…" she smiled.
"I'll do it anyway…" he kissed her hand and closed the door.
TO BE CONTINUED…