Chapter 1

Jonathan Kent almost threw himself out of his truck. Ever since Martha had received the call from Sheriff Ethan that Clark was in an accident, rules of the road were nonexistent to the farmer.

He sees police and paramedics surround the area. Jonathan spots his son sitting away from everyone else in a red towel. He looked lost.

Jonathan ran down the hill, calling his son's name before kneeling beside him and asking, "Are you alright son?" worry evident in his voice.

Clark looked up at him, "Yeah dad I'm not hurt."

Jonathan looks up at the deputy and yells, "Who was the maniac driving that car?"

Clark heard a beautiful voice behind his father say, "That would be me."

Jonathan turns toward the voice. His eyes widen when he realizes that the driver is a woman.

She put out her hand, "Tess Mercer."

Clark noticed she had a cut on her cheek. She had a red towel identical to his wrapped around herself.

Jonathan looks Tess up and down when he realizes who she is. A Luthor.

Jonathan took off his jacket and wrapped it around his son. He said to Tess, not looking at her, "Jonathan Kent. This is my son Clark."

Tess looked at her savior. He appeared to be just a little big younger then herself, and extremely tall. She thinks to herself that his pretty cute.

Tess says to Clark, "Thanks for saving my life."

Clark can't bring himself to look directly at her. Her beauty far surpassed anything he had ever witnessed. He did manage to look at the cut on her cheek. It killed him to see a scratch on her otherwise flawless face.

Clark manages to say, "I'm sure you would have done the same for me."

Jonathan began to lead his son back to the truck when Tess stopped him, "You've got an extraordinary son there Mr. Kent. If there is anything I can do to pay you back..."

Jonathan cut her off, "Just next time, drive slower."

Tess sighed; she was used to people not trusting her as of late. Being the bitch daughter of Lionel Luthor who just appeared onto the scene 6 months ago seemed to do that.

Tess watches Clark Kent leave. She wasn't accustom to such heroics. Everyone she knew would have left her for dead at the bottom of the river. Her half-brother Lex for one.

Tess smiles, Oh yes she would have to find a way to repay her savior.

She turns and watches as cranks pull out her Silver Porsche out of the river and she wonders how could she have possibly have survived that?

Rumors of Clark's act of heroism had spread through the school faster then Plague. Chloe and Pete asked him how did save the girl and he gave the same explanation he gave the police, the car missed him and Clark jumped in to save the driver.

A lie, Clark thinks. How could he possibly explain that not only was he hit by a car going 60 full on but he managed to rip off the roof.

Pete asked if the female driver had been a babe. Clark had to hide a smile. Oh she was a babe.

Clark had dreamed of Tess last night. It was a dream he usually had about Lana Lang but instead the dream was replaced by Tess Mercer that evening.

Clark had enjoyed his dream so much he almost felt like he was floating.

Clark wonders back to the Kent Farm deep in thought that afternoon. His thoughts consisted half of how he survived yesterday and half on the person he saved.

As he walks toward the barn he finds a brand new shiny beautiful new truck in the driveway. It even had a bow on top.

Clark runs to his mother, "Mom, whose truck."

His mother replies, "Yours. It's a gift from Tess Mercer. She even got you a card" as she handed Clark the card.

Clark opens the card with a smile, "Dear Clark. Drive safely. Always in your debt, the maniac in the Porsche." he finished as he thought of her.

Clark stares at the truck, "I don't believe it. Where are the keys?"

Martha replies, "Your father has them."

Clark sighs. Well, he thinks, the dream was good while it lasted. Might as well see if begging helps any.

Clark made his way to his father who was shredding hay.

Jonathan notices his son walk toward him and turns off the machine.

He says, "I know you want it son. But you can't keep it."

Clark asks, "But why? I saved her life."

Jonathan turned to his son, "So you think you deserve a prize."

Clark replies, "That's not what I meant. How about you drive the new one and I drive the old one. That way everyone wins."

Jonathan sighs, "Its not about winning Clark."

Clark thinks, "Can she not afford it?"

Jonathan says, "I seriously doubt the Luthor's can't afford anything in this world."

Clark gasps, "She's a Luthor?"

His father says, "Yes she was put up for adoption as a child by her father. Some legal battle is going on with her mother as we speak."

Clark says, "Well it's not like the Luthors can't afford it."

Jonathan faces his son and went into a big lecture about how Lionel Luthor and how he had taken control of most of Smallville. Clark wasn't sure why but Jonathan had almost a vendetta against Luthors.

Clark asked, "So you're judging Tess on what her father did?"

Jonathan said, "No son I am not. I'm just trying to tell you where the money that bought that truck came from."

Clark got mad and went to stomp his way up the barn stairs when Jonathan sighed, "I realize your upset Clark. That's normal."

That one word sent Clark into a rage that ended up with him sticking his dead down the shredder.

After seeing how Clark's hand was undamaged Jonathan went on to tell Clark of his origins.

To say Clark was upset was an understatement. Clark was a whirlwind of emotions. He's freaking out that he's a freak alien. And he's angry that his parents never told him.

He wondered around the woods behind his house for hours before he ended up in a cemetery.

He stared at the different graves. Ever since he found out he was adopted he had always wondered where his parents were. Did they abandon him? Were they dead? Were they even in this graveyard?

But never in he's wildest dreams did he imagine he was from a galaxy far far away.

Well, he thinks, at least this explains why I survived getting hit by a car head on.

Clark sat on the ground in front of an angel.

Maybe he's "abilities" were a gift. If it wasn't for his "abilities" Tess Mercer would be dead.

No matter who her father Clark was glad he was there to help.

It felt good saving Tess. Really good. Maybe he could use his gifts to help people.

He realizes that he will have to take the truck back tomorrow. As much as he'd love the truck at least this gives him a reason to see Tess again.

With a small smile at the thought of tomorrow he slowly makes his way home.

The next day around noon Clark made his way to return the truck. His parents told him that Tess lived in the Luthor Mansion. Clark had never seen the mansion so when he pulled up his jaw dropped.

The place was a castle.

Clark wonders down the hallways looking around in wonder.

He calls out, "Hello" but no one answers.

He turns a corner to see two people dressed in white fencing gear, dueling.

Clark watches in wonder as he sees the smaller of the two fencers knock the other's sword away and pointed it at his throat with an "Aha"

The two fencers bow to each other. The shorter of the two turns to Clark and takes off the fencing helmet. When the helmet came off it reveled Tess's angelic face.

Tess asks, "Clark?"

Clark stares at Tess at a lost for words. Even sweaty and out of breath she was beautiful.

Tess smiles, "Sorry I didn't see you there."

Clark manages to say, "I buzzed but no one answered."

Tess still breathing heavy asked, "How did you get through the gate?"

Clark quickly lied, "I uh squeezed through the bars. I can come back if this is a bad time."

Tess smiles at Clark, "No I'm sure I've kicked Paul's ass enough for today."

She walks over to a table to deposit her sword. Then she walks back over to Clark.

Clark says, "This is a great place"

Tess replies, "If you're dead and in the market for a place to haunt."

Clark said, "I meant it's roomy."

Tess said, "It is the Luthor Ancestral Home. Or so Lionel claims. He had it sent here from Scotland stone by stone."

Clark looked around, "Yeah I remember. The trucks rolled through town for weeks but nobody ever moved in."

Tess said, "Lionel Luthor never had any intention of moving here. He's never even stepped through the door."

Clark asked, "Then why ship it over?"

Tess replied, "Because he could."

Tess led Clark into the study.

She asked, "So how's the new ride?"

Clark sighed, "That's why I'm here."

Tess looked at him, "What's the matter? You don't like it?"

Clark didn't want to disappoint her, "No. It's just I can't keep it."

Tess smiled at him, "Clark you saved my life. It is the least I can do."

Clark stared down at the floor.

Tess asked, "Your father doesn't like me does he?"

Clark, not wanting to hurt her feelings, was about the answer before she said, "Its ok. I've only been a Luthor six months. I got into Harvard at 15 and just graduated this year at 17. I'm use to people judging me before they get to know me."

Clark said, "It's nothing personal. He's just not crazy about your dad."

Tess said harshly, "Lionel Luthor is not my father. He was just a billionaire who knocked up his maid and forced her to put me up for adoption. The only reason I'm being acknowledged now is my mother recently developed cancer and threatened to sue if Lionel didn't acknowledge me as being his."

Clark eye's widened, "I'm sorry. I was also put up for adoption. I know what's like."

Tess smiled, "Thank you. I was just about to seat down to lunch. Would you like to join me?"

Clark said, "No I wouldn't want to be a bother."

Tess smiled at his politeness, "I insist. You saved my life. If you can't accept the truck then at least let me treat you to lunch."

Clark smiled, "Sure I'd love to."

Clark and Tess sat at the dinner table in a room bigger then Clark's barn. Tess had sent out for pizza.

Clark looked at her, "So you went to Harvard?"

Tess smiled, "Sure did. I was accepted at 15 on a scholarship."

"What was your major?"

"Marine Biology. I was all set for a job when Lionel found me. Know instead of the career I studied for he wants me run his Fertilizer Plant. Hardly where I pictured myself at graduation."

Clark said, "I'm sorry. Maybe he just wants you in the family business."

Tess laughed at how naïve he was, "Lionel put me here so he can acknowledge I exist but not have to look at me."

Clark said, "That's terrible. How can a man do that to his own daughter?"

Tess answered, "Daughter? I'm just a mistake he had."

Clark reached for his hand, "Your not a mistake Tess. The way he treats you is a mistake."

Tess smiles at him simply. Never had she been treated so kindly. She thinks tall, dark, handsom, and unbeliviably kind. If she wasn't carefully she just might fall for his "Farmboy Charm." She might not even mind it.

But then the pizza arrived and they started eating in silence.

After a few minutes Tess asked, "Clark, do you believe a person can fly?"

Clark gave it a thought, "Yeah in a plane."

Tess said, "I'm not talking about that. I'm talking about soaring through the clouds with only the wind beneath you."

Clark said, "People can't fly Tess."

"I did. After the accident when my heart stopped. It was the most exhilarating two minutes of my life. I flew over Smallville and for the first time I didn't see this place as a dead end. I saw it as a new beginning. Thanks to you I have a second chance. We have a future together Clark. And I don't want anything getting in the way of our friendship."

Clark smiled, "Friend?"

Tess returned the smile, "That is if you have me. I haven't got any friends."

Clark's heart ached at that. How could someone so beautiful have had such a hard lonely life? Well he thinks I know what's its like to be lonely more then anyone.

And the very thought of being friends with the lady beside of him made him feel like he could fly.

Clark looked her in the eyes and said, "Tess I would love to be your friend."

I would like to thank ever person who has reviewed, faved, or alerted this story. I wrote this not thinking anyone would give it crap. But to my surprise I received more emails about this story and my Metropolise story in four hours then i've ever gotten for any of my stories ever. In twenty four hours fanfiction as sent me over two hundred emails giving me your feeback. And I am so thankful to you all.

I will keep to the show for another chapter or so before i branched off. I mentioned it above but for people thinking Tess is too old for Clark i am having her be 17 and him 14 like he is in the pilot. Not a too terribly bad age difference if you think of Lana and Jason or Lana and Lex.

Thank you everyone. I am so grateful for the feedback and support. With your support I would like to attempt to keep the show alive for us all. If only in Fanfiction.

Thanks again

Dex-El of Krypton