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Chapter 7

Renee had enough of the police and investigators that morning and wanted nothing more than for them to leave. She was now curled up on the swing on her porch, still recalling the gore which she witnessed last night. She wanted to forget it and all the people weren't making that any easier.

She still couldn't face the truth – Tenk'al had killed her parents and it was all her fault. All she had to do was agree on giving him a child, but she couldn't. Especially not when he planned on harnessing the Kryptonian and Martian powers of such a being and taking over Earth. She wouldn't let that happen, so to try to force her will, he killed the two people she loved most.

When the authorities were notified of the murder, they had originally suspected her as being the killer and questioned her non-stop. However, after analyzing the scene, they concluded the she was incapable of decapitating two people by hand. Therefore, this moved their investigation in a more dangerous direction – they were looking for someone with super-human powers.

She was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't hear the footsteps of someone walking up to her.

"Ma'am?" he said worriedly. She didn't look up to match his gaze, hoping he would go away. "I'm Clark Kent with the Daily Planet. Would you mind if I ask you some questions?"

She kept her face to her knees, not wanting anyone to see her tear-stained face. "Please, I don't feel like answering any questions about what happened."

Clark stared down at the pitiful form of this woman and felt terrible. How did he not hear any of this while on his patrol last night? If he had been here, she wouldn't be in this much pain.

"Well," he said as he sat down beside her. "Can I at least ask you if you're alright?"

Renee looked up, ready to tell this guy off. Did she look alright to him and who did he think he was to invade her privacy right now? She glared over at him, but stopped dead in her tracks, frozen at the sight of the man before her.

Clark noticed her odd stare at him and suddenly felt uncomfortable. Her blood-shot eyes seemed to see right through him.

"Did I say something wrong?" he asked as he shifted in his seat awkwardly.

'This can't be!' Renee thought. 'He would be dead!' Her mind was sending every signal that this was her brother, but how? She wasn't exactly sure, but she couldn't even control her own moth as she blurted out, "Kal-el?"

They both finally realized that they had been staring at each other for a full five minutes, lost in thought; Renee, trying to figure out how this could be possible and Clark, fearing his identity.

"How do you know, um," he was trying to think of the best way to ask. "that name?"

Renee then realized that she had completely bombarded him with the notion without even explaining herself. "Oh, of course. It's me!" she said as she motioned to herself. When he didn't show any sign of understanding, she continued. "I'm Renee. Well, actually you would know me by my Kryptonian name, Sara."

Clark couldn't figure out what was going on. Was he supposed to know her and how did she know about Krypton? "What the heck are you talking about?"

Renee's eyes which had finally found life suddenly sunk back into sadness. Her brother didn't know her? If he survived, how would he not know about her? Wouldn't Lara have at least told him? Obviously she survived if he did.

"Lara didn't tell you about me?" she asked as she leaned forward. She could see the resemblance between their faces.

Lara? How would she know about Lara? Clark thought to himself. He figured she obviously knew more than he thought by her reaction. "Um, no. My mother sent me to Earth before Krypton exploded." She gave no reaction to the 'exploding' part, so he figured she already knew.

Renee was slightly disappointed by the idea, but was so happy to have found her brother. "Well, I guess I should probably tell you then." He gave her a look to please explain. "I'm your twin sister."

Clark just laughed at her statement, but one look at her face and he saw that she wasn't kidding and how else would she know about Krypton and Lara? "Are you for real?" he asked her.

"As real as I'm ever going to be." She replied.

He stared at her and strangely saw himself in her expressions. "How do you know it's me?" he asked, hoping to stump her if this was some sort of practical joke.

She thought about it for a moment. "I'm not really sure, actually. I just do. I tend to have 'connections' to people that I can't really explain, but if you're Kal-el, then it is true."

He gave her a look of confusion, but something just felt right about the whole thing. "Well I am." He said simply.

She smiled sweetly and felt a rush of joy wash over her. "Then I found you."

They sat there for a minute, discussing the irony that Clark's long lost twin sister owns a house right down the road from his farm, her apartment is above the coffee shop where he goes every day, and she works at the place where he takes most of his rescued victims. Not to mention, that she was always in the papers and the news due to her father's wealth and thus publicity.

They were suddenly interrupted by a detective approaching them. "Miss Williams?" he asked.

Renee stood up and greeted him. "Yes, sir."

"I'm Detective Sam Galowski and I'll be one of the many working on the case of your parents." He shook both Clark and Renee's hands. "I'm very sorry for the situation that you have been placed in, but sadly there's more to worry about. I'm afraid that whoever – or whatever – did this may come after you." Renee nodded in understanding. "I find it best that you keep a very low profile for a little while."

"What does that necessarily mean?" Clark asked.

"Well, she wouldn't want to stay in any of her own homes, especially this one, obviously. You might also want to go under a different name, use a different vehicle, and not use your main bank account for the time being."

Renee nodded her head in understanding. Even though Tenk'al could find her if she morphed into a different person, she figured it would be best to follow the protocol.

Galowski wrote a quick note down in his notepad and stuffed it into his pocket. "I'll have your lawyer contact you tomorrow concerning the legal matters. Just so that we know where you are for your safety, where will you be staying?"

Renee shrugged her shoulders. "I'll just rent a hotel room with a different name."

Clark violently shook his head. "She'll be staying at the Kent Farm up the road. Big yellow house – you can't miss it."

The detective pulled out his notepad again and wrote it down as well. Renee looked over at Clark with big eyes, but he ignored her as he didn't want her turning him down.

"Alright, Miss Williams." Galowski started. "Don't answer any unknown phone calls either." He handed her his card with his number. "We'll be in touch."

As soon as the detective walked back into the house, Renee glared over at Clark. "I can't possibly stay at your house!"

"Too late." He answered as he motioned down a female officer and asked her to collect Renee's things. "What's the problem anyways?" he asked as he turned his attention back to her. "Besides, I just found out that you're my twin sister – I want to know more about you!"

Renee sighed. Truth was, she really wanted to get to know him more, too. She looked back up at him, his face contorted into that of a five year old, as he waited for her reply. She knew he wouldn't give her a choice anyways, if he was anything like her.

"Okay, okay. Whatever." She answered annoyingly.

"This'll be fun!" Clark answered as he ran to go get the officer to hurry up so he could show his new sister his life. All Renee could do is wonder what she had gotten herself into.