Chapter 5
Chloe and Clark were laying back on the couch. Clark's hand was trailing up and down Chloe's arm.
"How do you feel about all of this?" Clark asked lazily.
"Do you think we should expect any other powers anytime soon?" Chloe asked.
"How about the ability to drink a whole pot of coffee in a single gulp? Oh wait, you already do that so it wouldn't superhuman," Clark said, wagging his eyebrows.
"Cla-ark," Chloe whined, punching his shoulder hard enough to make her hand tingle.
"That hurt," Clark replied, his face transforming into a pout.
"Liar," Chloe said, breaking into a bright smile.
"You don't believe me?" Clark asked, his eyes daring Chloe to say no.
"Not even a little bit, Kent," Chloe said, her smile fading. "And I was serious."
Clark sighed, and resumed his caressing of Chloe's arm. "I don't know, Chlo. I just don't know. It's not going as planned."
Chloe started to laugh. "Baby, we knew when we started that it wouldn't have a plan."
"True, true," Clark said, considering Chloe's words. "But that's enough talk about Lauren for now."
"You don't want to talk about our beautiful daughter?" It was Chloe's turn to fake a pout.
"I'd rather show you something," Clark said, scooping Chloe effortlessly into his arms and standing. He gently set Chloe onto the floor.
Chloe narrowed her eyes at Clark. "What?" When Clark gave her a sly look Chloe added, "I've already seen *that*."
"Chloe!" Clark exclaimed, turning three shades of red.
"Clark, we're married. It's okay to talk about sex," Chloe said, as if letting him in on a big secret.
"Later," Clark promised, giving Chloe's bottom a hard enough swat to make her jump. "Now come on." Clark took Chloe's hand and led her outside and into the barn.
"The barn could be an interesting place to-" Chloe started, her voice full of teasing.
She was cut off when Clark picked her up in his arms and flew up until Chloe could reach out and touch the roof of the barn.
Chloe gasped and buried her head in Clark's neck, her fear of heights showing fully.
"Don't worry, I've got you," Clark said, tightening his grip on Chloe.
"You've got me, who's got you?" Chloe asked, her breath tickling Clark's neck.
Clark laughed. "Open your eyes, Chlo. Don't be a baby."
"Hey, I am not a baby," Chloe said, pulling back so she could glare Clark in the eye. The motion threw Clark off balance and he swayed slightly. He quickly righted himself, but not before Chloe latched onto him tightly.
"Okay, so how did we go from floating to flying?" Chloe asked. Clark had been floating more and more these days. A lot more compared to when they had been dating, but he still hadn't been able to fly.
Clark raised one eyebrow. "Did you really think *Lex* was helping fix the tractor?"
"The manly bonding," Chloe said, imitating one of her favorite scenes from her favorite movie. "Lex taught you to fly?"
"Yes, Lex Luthor taught me to fly. You know he has so much experience," Clark teased, floating slowly around the perimeter of the barn.
"With his private jets and helicopters he should.seriously though, Clark," Chloe said, venturing a look over Clark's shoulder.
"Lex caught me trying and insisted he help," Clark admitted, rubbing his thumb in slow circles on Chloe's leg.
"And how long have you been trying?" Chloe asked, laying her head on Clark's shoulder.
"Trying? Four or five months. Flying? A few weeks, but with Lauren I didn't really think it was a good time to bring it up," Clark admitted, kissing the top of Chloe's head and landing softly in the loft.
Clark built the barn and house on a barren piece of land next to the Kent farm. When he and Chloe had saved enough money they had bought the surrounding land from an old neighbor. Chloe had made all the decisions for the layout of the house. It was exactly the way she wanted it, but the barn was Clark's. Clark had built it exactly like his old barn, only with a few improvements. It was complete with a loft, just like the one he had when he was young. The house and barn were Chloe and Clark's pride and joy.
"Okay, so my man can fly," Chloe said, as if telling herself. "Anything else I should know? Heat vision? Ice breath?"
Clark laughed. "Don't be ridiculous, Chloe. So, you're not angry?" Clark asked warily, sitting on a rustic table in front of the couch.
Chloe sat and brushed a strand of deep brown hair out of Clark's eye. "Of course I'm not angry, Clark. This is who you are. I could never be mad at you for who you are."
"Well, it's just with so much going on with Lauren and then-" Clark tried to explain.
Chloe stopped him with a gentle kiss. "You know what? I am mad. And I'm mad that you have brown hair and not blond. And that your eyes are hazel and not blue. I'm just really ticked," she said, her voice soft and gentle.
Clark beamed. "I think I got it. Shall we go to bed?"
"That's the smartest thing you've said all night," Chloe said, standing and pulling Clark to his feet. "Jump?"
Clark shook his head in amusement. "Are you serious?"
"Please jump?" Chloe asked, bouncing up and down giddily. "You know you want to," Chloe said, lifting on her toes to kiss Clark's nose.
"I can't believe you still like this," Clark said, putting his hands on Chloe's waist. Clark laughed and swept Chloe into his arms. He stepped to the edge of the loft, looking out the large door that viewed the house. "Ready?"
Chloe grinned widely and nodded. "Let's do it."
Clark tightened his arms around Chloe and jumped out to the ground outside of the barn with a thud.
"I love it when you do that," Chloe said, kissing Clark's jaw once they were safely on the ground.
"You're weird," Clark said affectionately, speeding Chloe into the house.
Chloe and Clark were laying back on the couch. Clark's hand was trailing up and down Chloe's arm.
"How do you feel about all of this?" Clark asked lazily.
"Do you think we should expect any other powers anytime soon?" Chloe asked.
"How about the ability to drink a whole pot of coffee in a single gulp? Oh wait, you already do that so it wouldn't superhuman," Clark said, wagging his eyebrows.
"Cla-ark," Chloe whined, punching his shoulder hard enough to make her hand tingle.
"That hurt," Clark replied, his face transforming into a pout.
"Liar," Chloe said, breaking into a bright smile.
"You don't believe me?" Clark asked, his eyes daring Chloe to say no.
"Not even a little bit, Kent," Chloe said, her smile fading. "And I was serious."
Clark sighed, and resumed his caressing of Chloe's arm. "I don't know, Chlo. I just don't know. It's not going as planned."
Chloe started to laugh. "Baby, we knew when we started that it wouldn't have a plan."
"True, true," Clark said, considering Chloe's words. "But that's enough talk about Lauren for now."
"You don't want to talk about our beautiful daughter?" It was Chloe's turn to fake a pout.
"I'd rather show you something," Clark said, scooping Chloe effortlessly into his arms and standing. He gently set Chloe onto the floor.
Chloe narrowed her eyes at Clark. "What?" When Clark gave her a sly look Chloe added, "I've already seen *that*."
"Chloe!" Clark exclaimed, turning three shades of red.
"Clark, we're married. It's okay to talk about sex," Chloe said, as if letting him in on a big secret.
"Later," Clark promised, giving Chloe's bottom a hard enough swat to make her jump. "Now come on." Clark took Chloe's hand and led her outside and into the barn.
"The barn could be an interesting place to-" Chloe started, her voice full of teasing.
She was cut off when Clark picked her up in his arms and flew up until Chloe could reach out and touch the roof of the barn.
Chloe gasped and buried her head in Clark's neck, her fear of heights showing fully.
"Don't worry, I've got you," Clark said, tightening his grip on Chloe.
"You've got me, who's got you?" Chloe asked, her breath tickling Clark's neck.
Clark laughed. "Open your eyes, Chlo. Don't be a baby."
"Hey, I am not a baby," Chloe said, pulling back so she could glare Clark in the eye. The motion threw Clark off balance and he swayed slightly. He quickly righted himself, but not before Chloe latched onto him tightly.
"Okay, so how did we go from floating to flying?" Chloe asked. Clark had been floating more and more these days. A lot more compared to when they had been dating, but he still hadn't been able to fly.
Clark raised one eyebrow. "Did you really think *Lex* was helping fix the tractor?"
"The manly bonding," Chloe said, imitating one of her favorite scenes from her favorite movie. "Lex taught you to fly?"
"Yes, Lex Luthor taught me to fly. You know he has so much experience," Clark teased, floating slowly around the perimeter of the barn.
"With his private jets and helicopters he should.seriously though, Clark," Chloe said, venturing a look over Clark's shoulder.
"Lex caught me trying and insisted he help," Clark admitted, rubbing his thumb in slow circles on Chloe's leg.
"And how long have you been trying?" Chloe asked, laying her head on Clark's shoulder.
"Trying? Four or five months. Flying? A few weeks, but with Lauren I didn't really think it was a good time to bring it up," Clark admitted, kissing the top of Chloe's head and landing softly in the loft.
Clark built the barn and house on a barren piece of land next to the Kent farm. When he and Chloe had saved enough money they had bought the surrounding land from an old neighbor. Chloe had made all the decisions for the layout of the house. It was exactly the way she wanted it, but the barn was Clark's. Clark had built it exactly like his old barn, only with a few improvements. It was complete with a loft, just like the one he had when he was young. The house and barn were Chloe and Clark's pride and joy.
"Okay, so my man can fly," Chloe said, as if telling herself. "Anything else I should know? Heat vision? Ice breath?"
Clark laughed. "Don't be ridiculous, Chloe. So, you're not angry?" Clark asked warily, sitting on a rustic table in front of the couch.
Chloe sat and brushed a strand of deep brown hair out of Clark's eye. "Of course I'm not angry, Clark. This is who you are. I could never be mad at you for who you are."
"Well, it's just with so much going on with Lauren and then-" Clark tried to explain.
Chloe stopped him with a gentle kiss. "You know what? I am mad. And I'm mad that you have brown hair and not blond. And that your eyes are hazel and not blue. I'm just really ticked," she said, her voice soft and gentle.
Clark beamed. "I think I got it. Shall we go to bed?"
"That's the smartest thing you've said all night," Chloe said, standing and pulling Clark to his feet. "Jump?"
Clark shook his head in amusement. "Are you serious?"
"Please jump?" Chloe asked, bouncing up and down giddily. "You know you want to," Chloe said, lifting on her toes to kiss Clark's nose.
"I can't believe you still like this," Clark said, putting his hands on Chloe's waist. Clark laughed and swept Chloe into his arms. He stepped to the edge of the loft, looking out the large door that viewed the house. "Ready?"
Chloe grinned widely and nodded. "Let's do it."
Clark tightened his arms around Chloe and jumped out to the ground outside of the barn with a thud.
"I love it when you do that," Chloe said, kissing Clark's jaw once they were safely on the ground.
"You're weird," Clark said affectionately, speeding Chloe into the house.