Chapter 7

"How many times are going to watch that?"

Lois kept her eyes glued on the computer screen as she watched Kal-El set the building ablaze with his heat vision. "Until I find what I'm looking for cuz."

"And what is that exactly?" Chloe asked.

"I don't know Chloe," Lois huffed "Something that's going to make sense about this whole Commander Kal-El thing."

"What's there to figure out Lois?" Chloe didn't know what Lois was wracking her brain looking for. Kal-El was nuts.

"Why he's here?" Lois guessed "Chloe I can't explain it, but my gut says that something's not right about this."

"Doesn't matter," Oliver snapped as he and Clark returned to Watchtower. He was anxious to take another shot at the man after his wife. "Chloe, any trace of Kal-El?"

"I haven't been able to get a lock on the Blur phone but I was able to find out who else Kal-El called with it," she offered. "A registered French number in Paris, he left a voicemail."

"Who did he call?" Clark asked.

Chloe's voice faltered. "Lana Lang."

Clark winced as he thought of the woman he'd loved for most of his life. "Can you play the message?"

"Yeah, no problem," said Chloe.

"Lana? It's me." Kal-El's voice was nervous and weary."I didn't get to say goodbye the last time we saw each other," he reminded. "If you don't mind, I'd like to say it now.""Since I was a boy, you were the girl of my dreams. The only one that I could see spending the rest of my life with, the only woman I could ever imagine being in love with." Clark was surprised by how much Kal-El's thoughts matched his own. "You were my first love," he said "and I wanted you to be the one. Even though it didn't work out between us Lana, I just want you to know that if I had a chance to do it all over again, knowing how it would end between us," Kal-El's voice broke. He took a shaky breath. "I just want you to know that I'd do it all over again. I wouldn't change a thing. You will always be my first love, the one that taught me how to love, and what it feels like to be loved. You will always be in my heart," said Kal-El."Because you're apart of me. I put some flowers on your parents' graves," he said "I owned it to them. After all, they gave me you. I wish nothing but the best Merry Christmas Lana."

The audio track stopped, but Clark was still a mile away. His thoughts were lost to his time with Lana, and how things had ended between them, shocked by the sentiment in Kal-El's voice. He was brought back to reality by his wife's voice.

"You okay, Smallville?" Lois asked.

Clark cleared his throat. "I'm fine," he said, but he wasn't quite sure. "Chloe didn't Kal-El say something about the Smallville cemetery?"

"Yeah, he said he left flowers on the Lang graves."

"I'll be right back," and he was gone.

Clark super sped to the cemetery. He didn't know why, but he felt like Kal-El wouldn't just leave flowers for Lana's parents. Assuming he told Tess the truth when he said he was once Clark Kent. Sure enough there were flowers on the graves of Lewis and Laura Lang. The bright red roses stood out against the freshly fallen snow. Clark began to look around, searching for more clues. He followed a set of footprints to his father's grave.

So he was Clark Kent, he thought. Maybe he could use that to his advantage. He bent down to look at the hole the roses sat in. Clark's brow furrowed. Why were there two holes? He looked closer, and Clark balled his fist when he realized what Kal-El done.