Author's note: Hello people!! Glad to know you're enjoying it. From now on you will find lost of events that were actually in some episodes. I twisted them a little so they would fit in my plot.

Again… Feedeback is always welcome!!

Chapter Four

Part One

Lois took a deep breath and stormed inside the morgue. Her eyes almost coming out of her face before the sight of Chloe in Clark's arms; nothing but his red jacket to cover her body.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Lois was already advancing on him, ready to bash him for whatever she thought he was doing. "You stupid farm-boy. Why would y..."

"Lois?"

Lois froze at the sound of her name being uttered. Her eyes grew even wider when she saw Chloe lifting her head up...

Lois' intention to rave through everything and anything that came in her way instantly subsided the second she heard Chloe's voice whispering her name. Her eyes were lager in shock, stunned at the scene in front of her; heart pounding strong and fast, legs and arms devoid of any kind of motion.

It wasn't until now that Chloe was able to actually feel some pain. As she tilted her head up to look at Lois, she felt pain crawling through her body; she whimpered lightly.

"Lois... you're okay." Chloe weakly mumbled, letting out a faltering trembled smile, she closed her eyes for a second, ensconcing herself in Clark's arms and returned to rest her head on his shoulder. "I knew you would make it, Lo..."

Lois could no longer sustain her tough attitude, her lips quivered, tears freely streamed down her face and she was taken aback; even when she was the one needing rescue Chloe found a way and allowed her concern for her loved ones have the stage.

Feeling her legs would fail her any minute, Lois moved closer to Chloe. "Shhh... Don't speak, honey." Said Lois under her sobs. "You're gonna be okay..."

Lois' hands framed Chloe's face and her moves became rushed, thoughtless and a little bit desperate. She roamed her hands quickly over Chloe's arms, legs and chest; Lois was trying to make sure it wasn't a product of her own imagination and that Chloe was indeed alive.

"Smallville?" Lois turned her eyes to Clark now; sparkles mixed with relief and joy in them. "What the hell are you waiting for, Clark? Don't just stand there! Move!"

Lois rushed to the door and swung it opened. As soon as her feet touched the hall her frantic yells echoed. "HEY! WE NEED A DOCTOR HERE!"

As Lois held the door open Clark stepped out of the morgue with Chloe in his arms.

"A DORCTOR!" Lois looked around her; some of the hospital staff that was passing by still didn't understand what was going on. "Damn it!" She cursed lowly and went to get help. "How these morons got allowed to save people's lives?" She spotted three doctors about to turn the corner down the hall. "HEY? YOU THERE? WE NEED HELP! MY COUSIN IS ALIVE!"

The three young men eyed each other briefly then ran as fast as their feet could go. Without giving a second thought one of them invaded an exam room and ordered Clark to lay Chloe down.

"What happened?" Dr. Chebli asked while sliding the gloves on.

Clark dared to explain but Lois shortly cut him. "She was believed to be dead but as you can see..." She glared at him briefly. "... she's not. And you're asking me what happened?"

Soon the room was invaded by nurses, they pushed Clark and Lois aside to clear the way; all of them doing their best to find out what was going on in Chloe's body.

Chloe overlooked at Clark and faintly smiled...

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Jimmy watched Lois take off with his cel-phone and now was wondering where she might had gone, he was about to ask for information when a crew of doctors and nurses almost rolled over him as they ran to save a life. He watched everything with bewildered eyes; sure he wasn't a reporter but his instincts just set him to a restless state.

Something's not right. Jimmy thought but then did his best to shrug it off. It was a hospital, nurses and doctor bouncing from there to everywhere was more than normal. Still, he couldn't remain in that chair any longer. Jimmy stood and began to wander through the hospital, eyes searching every corner until he caught a glimpse of Lois and Clark being pushed out of a room. He froze as his mind tried to pull trick on him.

Lois stood beside Clark, a hand touching her chest as she tried to see anything past the glassed wall and the mass of people around Chloe. Her eyes strayed for a second and found Jimmy's. The skinny photographer frowned and something in Lois' eyes made him question if his mind was actually tricking him.

Feeling his breath get caught in his chest Jimmy practically moved in slow motion, heading to where Lois and Clark stood and as every step he took Lois' lips slowly shaped into a hopeful grin.

"Wha... what's..." Jimmy stammered, he was terrified what the answer might be but Lois put him out of his struggle. Lois' right hand grabbed Jimmy's shoulder, spinning him around so he faced the glassed wall. He was confused. He looked ahead and all he could see was a bunch of doctors in white, green and blue clothing, all of them working as maniacs. "What am I looking at, Lois? I don't..." Words evaded him right then as he caught a glimpse of blonde hair. "But... How... Is she..."

"She's alive..." Clark was the one talking now. His voice sounded heavy but incredibly joyful. Jimmy's head tilted up so his eyes were on Clark's level. They stared at each other knowingly. "Chloe's alive, Jimmy!"

Jimmy let out a breath he'd been holding, allowing himself to relax a little. So many questions popped into his mind, probably the same questions that were now haunting Lois but it didn't really matter. Chloe had returned to them, she was alive and that was all they needed to know...

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At Kent's farm...

Another brand new day had dawned, bringing sunlight to bathe every being and every single aspect of life, making the past days of pure obscure chaos melt into only shady memories of a bad dream...

Staring out the window, Martha heard her thoughts. One thing remains, though... No... two... Chloe and Lana... They're dead...

The mature redhead felt fresh tears filling her eyes but the sudden abrupt swing of the front door being opened startled her away from her thoughts.

"Clark!" Martha exclaimed, leaving her spot next to the window.

Martha frowned. Her son's face held a certain look that simply intrigued her. Clark was smiling, his breathing was short in excitement and his eyes beamed with something she couldn't exactly describe. Both, mother and son faced each other for a moment, none of them daring to say a word. Clark's arms flew and soon were wrapped around his mother, holding her in a tender embrace. Martha blinked rapidly still confused by they way he was acting.

"Clark?"

A smothered laugh coming out of his mouth was what she heard as she felt him tightening his grip around her. A few more laughs echoed until Clark finally pulled away.

"She's alive, mom..." He spoke with a smile plastered on and tears in his eyes. The frowns in Martha's forehead were still pretty visible even after Clark's first words. "Chloe is alive, mom... She's alive."

Martha breathed deeply and Clark threw himself into his mother's arms again. She held him as tight as he did instants before. Her heart now without the pressure she felt during the past long hours she'd been awake.

"Oh God... Clark!" She exclaimed as joy and relief warmed her heart. "But... how... How is it possible?"

As both pulled away again Clark's smile slowly faded. He knew for sure Lois was questioning how it was possible that Chloe and herself were still alive after all and he predicted his mother would be no different. Clark saw concern crossing her eyes when he looked at his mother.

"I... I really... don't know, mom." He lowered his eyes as if in shame. Truth was that he truly didn't know but he suspected it.

Clark put some distance between himself and his mother and then took a seat on the couch. Martha knew her soon too well; his body language always said more than his lips ever could.

"What is it, Clark? What are you not telling me?" Martha followed his move and took a seat at his side.

"Mom..." He began with caution. "Chloe... well... She's infected with kryptonite."

Martha's mouth hung opened to the revelation. Her mind raced and thoughts of Chloe's adventures as a teenager seemed to invade her, as well as all the times Chloe got herself involved with the so-called meteor-freaks. She had it coming. Martha bitterly mused. Suddenly she couldn't help but feel for Chloe again. Even though Martha and Johnatan were always against Clark revealing his secret, once Chloe confessed she knew about it, everything changed; Clark changed. Somehow Martha was sure Chloe was a big, if not a major, part of the process where Clark was finally beginning to accept and embrace his true nature. The very thought of all Chloe had done and sacrificed for Clark brought an absentminded smile to Martha.

"Oh... Chloe... My dear Chloe... What have you done to yourself?" Martha said lowly then added. "She kept digging... deeper and deeper... pushing further and further until she truly made herself part of this whole mess."

Clark only nodded at his mother's statement. Even though so many times before his parents and Chloe reassured him the meteor showers were not his fault in any way, he still couldn't help but feel responsible no matter what they said.

I know, mom." He got out lowly. "Being meteor infected has never been in her pl..."

"Meteor infected?"

Martha and Clark were brought to here and now by the sound of Kara's voice.

"Kara!" Clark exclaimed standing up.

The blond kryptonian made her way downstairs, her eyes studying Clark. "What's meteor infected?" She walked closer to him and now she was barely a few feet away. "This term was not in the database of my ship."

"These meteor rocks... they... they are called kryptonite. Earth was showered by them the same day I landed here."

Kara nodded but frowned. "How did they get here? And why they are called kryptonite? Does it have anything to do with our planet?"

Silence filled the room, Clark and Martha exchanged glances unsure of what to reveal. Kara stood there, her eyes shifting from Clark to Martha, she could sense they were hesitating.

Clark predicted what Kara's next words would be so he spoke. "Kara... You and I need to talk... but I can't... At least, not right now."

"I'm not going anywhere, Kal-El."

Kara's face held a genuine smile, it was simple and somewhat inspiring. Clark allowed himself to do same and for the first time after finding out about her, Clark brought his arms to hug her.

Martha watched in silence, a smile on her face told that her concerns over Clark had soothed. Martha had left to Washington but her heart stayed with her son in Smallville. She knew he had Chloe, Lois and even Lionel but Clark was a loner and it worried her. But somehow Kara's presence made her realize that maybe kryptonians were not heartless hinds after all.

"Ahem..." Martha cleared her throat, her action causing Clark and Kara to pull away. "Well, since everything is back to normal..." Clark had to arch an eyebrow at his mother's pick of words; she got the joke and chuckled quietly. "... Anyway... I have to go back to Washington ASAP. Are you sure you're going to be okay, Clark?"

"Yes! I am! Don't worry, mom."

Martha sighed heavily and although she felt relief easing her, she couldn't deny an inner voice that spoke ever so lowly, saying Clark had finally accepted the fact he could not escape whatever destiny Jor-El had planned for him; Martha knew things would never be the same and neither would Clark...

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Being known by impulsive thoughtless acts wasn't something she would brag about. She parked her car and didn't even bother to lock it up, she was angry, determined to get in no matter what, and as predicted the security didn't allow her in. Inside from the surveillance camera, he watched everything. A gloating grin crept on his lips seeing her uselessly struggle, trying to get rid of the security.

"Bring her to me." He ordered through intercom. He repositioned himself in his black leather chair, staring at the door, waiting for his visitor to come in.

"I said, TAKE YOUR HANDS OFF OF ME, YOU SHWAZINIDIOTS!"

The sound of her outraged complaints arrived first and a few seconds later, with both of her arms held, Lois was escorted in by the security guards. She struggled a little more and they finally let go of her.

"Everything is fine. You can go now." Lex ordered seeing his men wouldn't leave until he told them so.

"Yes, sir!"

Lois fixed her red jacket and still held a defying look on her face.

"Lois Lane..." Lex began. "Would you mind explaining why did I earn the honor of having my house be invaded by a muffing-peddler-drop-out?"

"Investigative reporter..." She corrected him with fire shooting out from her eyes. Lex chuckled lightly but not quite. "I didn't come here to play games, Lex." Her glare intensified as she took a few steps closer to his desk. "I know you did something to me and to my cousin. And..."

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Nice puppy face, Lex. It kinda suits you. But I am no fool. I know you've been experimenting on people and I know you did something to me and Chloe back in the Dam... I don't know what you did yet... But I'm going to find out. And when I do... you're gonna go down so hard that you won't even know what hit you."

Lex still had a malicious grin plastered on when he started clapping. "Marvelous... You're a really good actress. For an instant I almost believed you were actually threatening me."

Silence walked in but their anger spoke for itself. Lois was the one to break eye contact. Turning upon her heels she left...

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Hours flew and quickly everything was set back in place. Martha returned to Washington, Chloe left the hospital and Clark back to his life at the farm...

"I like it here." Kara mumbled feeling Clark's presence behind her.

She was at the barn looking out into the sky. Memories rushed in her mind as one question still screamed in her hears.

"Those meteor rocks... kryptonite... I guess I stumbled on some of them..." She had her back to Clark and now she turned to face him. "They keep weakening me... Why?"

There was so much Clark and Kara needed to discuss, so much to be revealed. Clark finished to climb the stairs, the sign of sadness in his eyes and his hesitation did not go unnoticed by Kara.

"Kal-El..."

"It's Clark."

"I'm sorry... I can't get used to your Earth name." She apologized quietly and a smile appeared on her face.

"What?"

"You were the cutest baby I'd ever seen." Her smile grew, her unpredicted comment causing Clark to blush. "I used to tickle your sides, feet... Oh... Your giggles were so cute..." Kara stopped noticing Clark was a little embarrassed.

He let out a nervous laugh, his fingers briefly running through his hair. "It's weird... listen you talk about me as a baby when you practically my age."

"I've been frozen in time... So much had happened and there was nothing I could do..." Kara's face was serious all of the sudden. "But I hope I'm not too late..."

"Too late?"

"Yes... You and I, Kal-El. We are the key to save Krypton. Zor-El, my father, Jor-El's brother... He told me that we were the only ones that could help our planet. There's so much we need to do..."

Clark didn't know what he felt when he listened to her words. It was a mix of sadness, frustration and so many other feelings he couldn't exactly identify. "Kara..." He interrupted.

"Yes, Kal-El."

"About Krypton... Well... Those meteor rocks..."

"Kryptonite?!" She supplied and he nodded.

"They are from our planet... Parts of our planet... actually."

Kara frowned in confusion. "But how? Why? I don't understand..."

"Krypton was destroyed, Kara... It exploded... You and I are the only survivors."

Clark was holding back before revealing the truth to her, he wanted to find the right words but there was no other way to say that than just saying it. She stared at him, tears springing in her eyes as realization dawned.

"Exploded?" Her voice echoed lowly. "My mother... Lara... They're all..."

Kara couldn't bring herself to say it. A sob escaped her lips and tears were already soiling her flawless face. Clark pulled her into a hug until she slipped away from his touch.

"So... it's over... We lost... Zod won... I'm too late... The destruction, it was all my fault."

"Don't say that." Clark spoke again. His hands over her shoulders. "It wasn't your fault. You were trapped inside that ship for eighteen years, Kara. Jor-El took away eighteen years of your life because he believed you were some kind of her hero. HE had no right to throw this burden on you... on us..."

"What are you talking about? Jor-El didn't send me." Kara was now the one unfolding the truth.

"No?"

"No... and... Yes... Zor-El and Jor-El never got along. They fought all the time, disagreement was the key word to describe their relationship. Lara, your mother, she convinced my father to send me to help you. She was the one that introduced me in Jor-El's training program, Kal-El."

"What's that supposed to mean? Why my mother would send you?"

"Because she loved you... When she found out she was pregnant... It was the best day of her entire life. Lara knew you would need someone close to you... someone who loved you..."

What Kara had just revealed touched Clark deeply. He knew about his birth mother but never really thought of her as a caring loving person who had to give up her only son so he could become a savior to all breathing being. That very thought brought a shy fainting smile to his lips.

The tenderness that moment held suddenly switched into hurried need for answers. Clark questioned Kara about her so-called destiny but the girl could not say much.

"Let me see I got this straight... You come here and tell me that you've been sent to help me but you don't know much about what you're supposed to do... Is that a joke?" Clark let out an exasperated sigh, still unable to believe his cousin's words.

Kara nodded and ordered Clark to follow her. Because of all the chaos that surrounded him, Clark chose to have Kara's spaceship hidden down in the bottom of the river once again. He reasoned it would be the best place to hide the alien object since it had been there for so long and no one came across it and that's where they were headed.

"What are we doing here?" Clark asked as him and Kara stood on the river's side.

"My ship... it holds all the answers, Kal-El. What I am here for and how I'm supposed to proceed from now on."

With that brief explanation Kara dived into the river, looking for her ship. Clark did nothing but wait for her to surface with the object in her hands. Only a few minutes had passed when Kara came out of the water. Her soft features were twisted and blurred with pure fear; Clark held her gaze until she spoke.

"My ship... it's gone..."

TBC