Ketchup and Pain

Clark brooded this whilst munching on his onion rings. Pete too, was distant.

Pete was worried about Clark and the life Clark was about to make for himself. Smallville would just be a distant memory after that day. Pete worried about Lana.

Unknown to anyone, Pete loved Lana but had not interveined in the relationship at anytime. He dated Chloe now, happily, and squashed his feelings.

Especially at the moment. He was a little more worried about other things.

He moved closer to Clark so no one would hear their conversation.

"Clark, what are you going to do when you go away?" Pete asked.

Clark thought for a moment. "I'm going north first," he said. "I'm going to make a fortress that i can escape to, far away that no one will find. Then I'll come back to Metropolis," he paused, "and help people."

"You can't let anyone know who you are Clark. Take on a secret identity or something. Wear a costume."

"I plan on it." Clark told him. "Pete, I'm going to hurt Lana, aren't I?"

"yea..." Pete responded quietly.

They both went back to eating their onion rings in silence.