Johnny would be almost 3 when he had his first meet with his dad.
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It was 3am at the Kent Farm. Saturday night. Lois couldn't sleep. She just stared at her sleeping boy lying next to her. They had absorbed Clark's old room as their own the last 3 years. Weekends only though. She still had a job in the city after all. God, he looked just like him, but small and cute.
Lois made her way down to the kitchen to make some herbal tea and maybe watch some lame 3-in-the-morning TV. That usually did the trick. Lois ended up falling asleep on the couch with the TV on, not waking up until the morning.
Meanwhile, somewhere north of north, Kal-El had just risen from a deep deep slumber.
"My son, your training is now complete. Kal-El, your destiny awaits." Jor-El's deep voice resonated throughout the fortress as Clark stretched his legs.
"Thank you father. I am ready." And with that, Clark took flight. He had thought long and hard about who he would see first and where he would go once he was done with his training. Lois might have moved on, he couldn't just show up at her window after 3 ½ years in the middle of the night. Besides, she could be married with 2.5 kids by now. No, he would go to the farm. Hopefully his mom hadn't sold it while he was gone.
There were 2 cars outside that didn't look familiar, but then again he had been gone for over 3 years. He quickly scanned the barn, and saw that most of his things were still in the same spot. He made his way to his room, but as he opened the door something caught his eye. A very young boy was sleeping right in the middle of his old bed. The room was pretty much the same as it was before, but he did notice some crayons and toys around. Taking a peek into his mom's room, he saw she was there and sleeping soundly.
Who was the kid? And why was Clark drawn to him. He wanted to know who he was and whom did he belong to?
He wasn't really tired, he just wanted the comfort of laying his head somewhere. The couch was the only place left, and that's when he saw her. She looked a little different, but mostly the same. Why was Lois here? Could that be her son? 'I guess her and mom are still close.'
Clark found a blanket and gently draped it across her body. Out of instinct, she muttered, "Johnny, go to bed sweetie." Clark understood now, but where was this guy? He obviously wasn't anywhere in sight, otherwise she would have already had a blanket draped over her. Clark found his way to the couch in the loft. He awoke just after dawn to a pair of little blue eyes staring up at him.
"Jonathan, come back down here," Martha boomed from downstairs. She was on her way up. Martha froze as she took in the sight before her. Her son was on the couch, and her grandson was staring at his father as if he was the 8th wonder of the world.
"What's your name little guy?" Clark asked the boy.
"Johnny," he replied slowly.
'So this is who Lois was talking about in her sleep. She is his mom, but where was this boy's dad. Who was this boy's dad. Did she get back together with Oliver? She must have gotten pregnant just after I left for my training,' Clark thought.
"I'm Clark. Nice to meet you Johnny. I'm a friend of your mom's. Do you want to see if she's awake?" He looked at the little boy who was trying to process this information.
"Mommy doesn't like it when you wake her up." Clark chuckled. Then he saw his mom slowly come upstairs.
"Clark, I'm so happy you're back. Lois will be too. Give your mom a hug." Johnny pulled on Martha's sweater. "Grandma, can we wake mommy up today?" Johnny looked up at his Grandmother as she pulled away from her son.
Clark looked slightly confused at the boy's name for Martha Kent. Grandma? No, that would be impossible. Lois just always thought of Martha as her mom.
"I think we can make an exception for today. Let's see if mommy's up." Martha led the way with Johnny's hand in hers. Clark followed closely behind, examining the boy's dark hair and blue eyes.
Johnny ran over to his mom as best he could and whispered to her face, "Mommy, mommy, mommy, wake up." Lois grumbled. "Honey go back to bed, Mommy's dreaming. Grandma can make you some breakfast if you ask her nicely." And with that Lois pulled the blanket over her head. "Mommy, are you dreaming about Daddy?"
"Hmm, yes sweetie. I dreamt he came home. What time is it?"
"It's 7 in the morning, Lois." Lois was trying to place that voice. It was disturbingly familiar, but no….she must still be dreaming. She hated when dreams and reality merged like that. It sucked actually. She tried to go back to sleep. Clark just smiled at the sight. She was still obviously half asleep.
"Mommy, Grandma said we could wake you up today. It's an, a, an…."he looked up at his Grandma, and she helped him out with the word he was looking for, "Exception, sweetie, today is an exception to the rule." Martha sung out.
"There's nothing special about today Martha."
"Lois." Clark coaxed. "Wake up or I'll take the longest shower, leaving you with only the coldest of water for yours."
Lois sat upright, "You just try it Smallville!" she shouted up at him. It took her a few seconds to register what just happened. She had shouted at him out of instinct, not realizing he was actually standing behind Johnny, looking down at her angry form.
Her face softened almost immediately after realizing what was happening. She got up, kissed Johhny on the head and looked up at Clark. She swept her hand over his face, touching his cheek, nose, lips, jawbone and chin, finally resting her hand on his chest. Then she slapped him. "You come back after 3 and half years!" Clark was taken aback by Lois's reaction. He should have guessed she would have been angry especially after that night. "Lois," he tried to console her, but she wasn't really mad at him. He finally figured it out when a smile crept along her face.
"You're home? You really here?" Lois looked up at Clark. He smiled a great big Clark Kent smile, and answered, "Yeah Lois, I made my way back home. I didn't realize you were going to be here. I was gonna get cleaned up and come see you tomorrow."
"What, and make me wait another day?" Lois dove onto Clark's lips. He instinctively put his arms around her waist and held her close. Martha's eyes were starting to glisten.
"You waited for me? I didn't want you to do that. But I'm glad you did," Clark said as he caressed her face.
"Johnny, lets give Mommy some time alone okay?" At that comment Lois broke away from Clark. "No Martha. He needs to know now." Turning her head to Clark and motioning for Johnny to take her hand, "Clark, you didn't really give me much choice." Clark was confused. Lois continued, "that night before you left, that we spent together, I've never given up on you. I've never stopped waiting for you. Neither has Jonathan."
"What are you trying to say Lois? Spit it out." 'she cannot be going where I think she's going,' he thought to himself.
"He's our son, Clark. You're a dad. I know this is a lot to process since you got back…today… but…" Clark cut her off with a kiss. This one was soft and loving. Very tender.
Lois broke away and looked into Clark's eyes. "I know."
"You know what Lois?"
"I know all about you. Your mom told me when I told her I was pregnant. She insisted I find a trustworthy doctor through Oliver. There were a few complications, but nothing major. I also know how huge a shock this is for you seeing as you never thought you could have any kids, ever…but he's healthy and very smart for his age."
Clark had so many questions, and Lois was trying to beat him to it by answering before he had time to ask. He walked over to Johnny, picked him up, and whispered something in his ear. The boy smiled and nodded, and gave his daddy a kiss on the cheek. Clark stared into the boy's eyes and started to tear up. With Johnny still in his arms, he turned back to Lois.
"Lois, I want you to know I still love you, if not more than when I left after that night. I want us to be a family. Tell me everything I've missed," and she did.
TBC…
