They trudged dismally into the living room of Clark and Lex's fake-house. Actually, these houses, people, and lives were becoming more real to them more and more.

Lana lay tiredly on the couch. "Ok, we've got to find a way home to … to …" She looked around worriedly. "Where the hell do we live?"

Lex paced across the floor. "I can't think of any other name than Jennedax."

Chloe looked just as worried. They all realized this was a very important part to keep their identity. Clark searched his memory, and barely grasped onto the name. "Smallville. We live in Smallville." Because of his abilities, he was able to remember, but barely. And he was sure that the others couldn't remember it at all. So, therefore, he started to recite everything he could remember about his "old" life. "My name is Clark Kent, I'm 19 years old and my parent's names are Jonathan and Martha Kent…" As he trailed off, Lana shot up into a sitting position. "My name is Lana Lang, and I run the Talon!"

Chloe and Lex looked at each other, both remembering who they were and how they had felt about each other before they were sucked into this alternate reality.

Chloe said, "Somehow, the longer we're in here, the less we remember. Which is a problem."

Lex agreed. "We've got to get out of here quickly, before we forget completely and Clark can't save us."

Clark nodded, and said, "Ok, let's go take a look at those holes."

They all piled into Clark's Jeep, which was better equipped to handle rough terrain.

After about a ten minute drive, Lex told Clark that the field looked familiar and Clark pulled off the road. He was already starting to feel the effects of the dormant kryptonite.

Lana looked worriedly at him, and said, "Clark? Do you want to stay in the Jeep?"

He shook his head forcefully, and replied, "No, I need to see this for myself. Just help … me … get out of the Jeep."

She did as he asked and Lex got on the other side of Clark. They helped him walk slowly to the holes.

Lana peered in the dark vortex, only illuminated by the eerie green glow of the stones. She gulped. "That doesn't look very safe, and how do we even know it works?"

Clark was breathing heavily by this time and said, "Remote…had kryptonite…only way…to get home…"

Lex agreed. "Clark's right. But I think we should have someone test it. Me."

Chloe took his arm. "Lex, that's too dangerous. Kryptonite is not something you mess around with. You could get seriously hurt. This isn't wimpy Chloe Harper talking here. It's Chloe Sullivan, and I . . . couldn't stand it if you were hurt."

Clark was lying on the ground, and said, "Let…me go…"

Lex was already in the process of easing into the hole. "To Clark, hell no. To Chloe, you should know that this is Lex Luthor you're talking to, and I'm doing it anyway. And, as Lex Luthor, Chloe…I love you."

With that, he dropped soundlessly into the hole, and disappeared from everyone's worried gazes.