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Spuffyshipper: Thanks. Sorry this isn't soon enough. Since I'm sure you have it by now, I hope you're enjoyin' your Supernatural DVD. Hope you had fun on Labor Day playing with your relatives.

Jayme: Yes, he does. But unfortunately, that's not gonna be for a while. Yep. Here ya go. Sorry it took so long.

Windyfontaine: Thanks. I'm glad. Nothin' but friendship there. Glad you like. Yeah, no kiddin'. Too bad they took it off air. Hey, thanks. Is it still sunny in NJ?

DISCLAIMER

Sorry this took so long! I've been busy with school, enjoyin' the 3rd season of GG, and I met someone through E-Harmony, so we've been talkin' a lot. Smallville belongs to the WB, which will soon be the CW. I only own characters you don't recognize.

The next morning, Jake awoke with a start. Where was he?

"Clark! Jake! Breakfast!" Martha called. It was then that the boy remembered: he was staying with the Kents for the time being. The boy climbed out of the bed and got dressed. Just then, Clark whizzed up the stairs.

"Hey. Just wanted to make sure you were actually up," he said.

"Hey, an actual decent breakfast? I'm there," Jake responded. They chuckled.

"Oh, hey. Thanks for the loaner. I mean, it's not exactly my style, but---" Jake trailed off.

"No problem," Clark said. The two walked down the stairs and into the kitchen where Martha was setting the table.

"Good morning, boys," Martha greeted.

"Good morning, Mom," Clark responded.

"Good morning, Mrs. Kent," Jake said at the same time.

"What's this 'Mrs. Kent' business? Call me Martha, Jake. I mean, after all, you call Jonathan by his first name," the woman pointed out.

"That was a slip of the tongue. I should really apologize," Jake stated.

"Well, there's no need. I'm telling you right now, 'Martha' and 'Jonathan' will be just fine," Martha declared.

"You sure?" Jake checked.

"Absolutely," Martha confirmed.

"Okay then," Jake accepted. She put two plates full of food down and the boys dug in. She laughed as Jonathan came in.

"Good morning, everybody," the man said.

"Good morning, honey," his wife greeted, as he gave her a kiss on the cheek. The man joined the two boys, as did his wife. After breakfast, the two boys headed out and the husband and wife each went to work. But what no one knew, was that Mike and Katie were working out an escape plan. The two conferred quietly. Deputy Kline looked at them from the corner of his eye.

"Hey, hey, hey! None of that!" he called. The couple distanced themselves from each other. The deputy stared at them. He didn't trust them. They were up to something. He could sense it. Guess I'll have to watch those two, he thought to himself. Mike fumed. He couldn't believe he and Kate had gotten caught like that. He needed the cops to focus on something else. They needed a distraction so that they could escape and make sure that little brat paid for betraying them. The couple continued to make plans, but this time they were more discreet and neither deputy noticed. Hours later, Deputy Green walked over to them, carrying a tray of food.

"Okay, here you go," he said, opening the door. Mike flipped the tray so that the food landed in the deputy's face as he tried to catch it.

"KLINE!" he bellowed, as Mike and Katie ran past him. Running feet was heard.

"FREEZE!" Sheriff Adams yelled, pointing her run. The couple just knocked her to the ground.

"Sheriff, are you okay?" Deputy Kline questioned.

"Forget about me! Just get them!" the sheriff ordered, rising to her feet. The deputies quickly did as they were told.

"Looks like I've got another house call to make," she grimly determined, straightening her hat. With that, she walked out of the station.