One week later
"Come on Clark, its not Black, "Kayla pleaded as she once again was trying to get him dressed in a suit.
"I don't like Blue." He told her stomping his foot causing the dresser in his room to shake.
"Clark Benjamin Kent, what have we told you about your temper?" Martha asked coming into the room. "Go get ready, Kayla. I will take care of Clark."
Shooting her a grateful look she ran from the room and into her own to get ready. She was just about done, when the sound of a car pulling into the drive got her attention. Crossing to the window she saw Alfred and Bruce get out and come towards the house.
"What happened to meeting at the dinner?" Kayla yelled from her window.
"It is Juliet," Bruce teased. Easily he climbed up to her window ignoring Alfred's protests. Gently he leaned in the window and gave her a kiss before handing some lilacs and climbing back down.
"Master Bruce, I don't know why you insist on scaring me like that," Alfred said once Bruce was back on the ground. "What do you think her brother will say to you?"
"As long as he doesn't go teaching Clark to do that I don't care. Besides Bruce, if she didn't want you up there, you would have been back on the ground faster then that." Jonathan said from behind the two. He laughed at the blush that was crawling up Bruce's face.
"So what did happen to meeting at the dinner?" Jonathan asked as they went into the house.
"Master Bruce, has something to give Kayla that apparently can't wait." Alfred explained accepting the glass of iced tea Martha offered him
.
"You can go up Bruce, just be warned Clark is not in a good mood." Martha told him while gesturing for Jonathan to get ready.
"Clark, please don't do that, I need to finish getting ready," Bruce heard Kayla plead as the walked towards her room.
Suppressing a laugh he walked into to see Clark jumping on the bed holding a brush. Both were oblivious to his presence and he watched them both for a few seconds before beginning to laugh.
Startled Clark fell onto the bed and Kayla grabbed the brush, before tickling Clark and crossing over to the mirror.
Bruce watched her for a few minutes as she brushed her long hair. He noticed how she had placed some of the lilacs he had brought her in the two small braids that circled her head. The rest of her strawberry hair fell in soft waves past her hips.
"I brought you this," Bruce told her once she had put the brush down handing her the package.
"Her smile grew brighter as she recognized the writing. "How did Lex know?"
"He called me a few days ago and then sent this over." Bruce explained watching as Clark climbed into Kayla's lap.
"I want to open it." He demanded as she carefully took off the tape.
"Next time," she told him opening the present with a gasp.
Bruce moved closer to them till he saw the silver frame. The sides were etched with some ancient text and four small turquoise stones sat two at each corner. They both remembered seeing the frame once before on Mrs. Luthor's nightstand.
"What does the note say?"
//I'm sorry I have to welch on the bet, always remember our promise. Win or lose tonight you are a winner to me. Love, Lex//
"What picture Kayla?" Clark asked tracing the patterns with his fingers.
"You'll see it soon enough," she told him pushing him off her and standing up. Nervously she tugged on the skirt. Smoothing down the dark green material
"Kayla," Jonathan called from downstairs, "can you come down here.
After she put down the frame the three of them headed down to the living room. There they saw Jonathan pacing in front of the fireplace holding a small box. The sounds of Alfred and Martha talking in the kitchen drifted in.
"Ready to go?" Kayla asked watching him pace
"Almost, I wanted to give you this."
Kayla took the box from his hands and opened it slowly opened it. "Mom's locket," she whispered. Slowly she opened it to see a picture of her parents on one side and a picture of Jonathan, Martha, and Clark on the other. "Thank you," she said hugging him tears in her eyes. "Will you put it on?" Kayla asked turning around and carefully shifting her hair.
Martha and Alfred came into the room in time to see Jonathan place the locket around Kayla neck. It fell to the top of her white peasant top.
"You look beautiful," Martha told her pulling her into a hug.
A few minutes later the excited group left the house and headed for Gotham
The Dinner.
When the excited group arrived at the ballroom Jonathan, Martha, and Clark were immediately pulled over to the picture Kayla took. It was a triple exposure of Clark and Kayla. In the middle they were laying on the floor reading from a book. On the right was a picture of Kayla standing outside her school and on the left a picture of Clark standing in the driveway. Underneath the picture was a card detailing the type of film, tripod, and camera used. There were also details on the method she used to develop the picture.
"Wow, Kayla," Jonathan said after studying the picture. "I had no idea you good do anything like that.
Kayla blushed under his comments as Bruce slid his hand into hers.
"Look, Mommy, there I am!" Clark exclaimed pointing to the picture a huge grin on his face.
"Kayla the picture is beautiful." Martha agreed with Jonathan.
"I want to see more." Clark said loudly as Martha tried to quiet him.
"Let's go look and see then," Martha said distracting Clark.
"I want to see more," Jonathan parroted his son quietly. "Maybe when we get home," he added before following after Martha.
"Don't you show them any of your photographs?" Bruce asked as they wandered around the room looking at the other entries, hands still linked.
"I can never get them to look the way I want. That was the first." She looked ahead to where her brother was teasing Clark. "I guess I will have to show them now."
Six hours later
Kayla, Bruce, and Clark, were waiting for the meteor shower that was supposed to take place at four. Clark was asleep his head resting on Kayla's stomach. Kayla was resting her own head in Bruce's stomach as they stared up at the stars.
"I still can't believe it," Kayla whispered to Bruce shivering slightly in the cool air.
"I never doubted you would win. Do you want to go back inside?"
"I'll be alright," Kayla told him shaking Clark slightly. "Wake up sleepy head or you will miss the show." She told Clark as streaks of light began to flash through the sky.
Clark woke up and the three of them watched in amazement the beautiful display.
"Does this worry you?" Bruce asked Kayla quietly.
"No, I mean Smallville was a fluke. If I was worried constantly I would never be able to enjoy shooting stars.
"Kayla make a wish." Clark demanded a few minutes later.
Closing her eyes she made a wish.
"Can I seal it with a kiss," Bruce teased only to be interrupted by Alfred brining them some hot chocolate before ushering them all back to bed.
Two weeks later
Kayla walked silently around the farm looking for Jon. Her head was full of memories and thoughts as she wondered around. Remembering when Jon found out she was being taken away
"We are going to move to Metropolis," Anne announced over dinner.
"Mom what are you talking about?" Jonathan asked stunned. He glanced at his sister who was staring at the table not meeting his eyes.
"Well you know that your father hasn't been feeling well these past few weeks, and the doctors feel that Metropolis will be better suited to meet his needs?.
"What needs?" Martha and Jonathan asked at the same time.
"Kayla has already been accepted at a private school in the city. She won a scholarship." Mrs. Kent continued ignoring Jon.
"But Mom she loves it here." Jon said seeing the sad look in his father's eyes.
"We will be back in the summers and for most weekends. We are going to live with Anne's sister Cindy." He told him a defeated voice, as Kayla went running from the house.
"I have to take a walk." Jonathan said pushing himself away from the table. He walked out quickly leaving a stunned Martha and his parents at the table.
"Hey Beaker," a tiny voice said from above him.
"Animal, what are you doing?" Jonathan asked as he started up into a tree. The only sign of Kayla the red rubber soles of her sneakers.
"Hiding. Want to come up with me?"
Sighing he began to climb up till he reached her. Watching her intently as she moved to give him room. He settled on the branch fully aware of her eyes, which were carefully studying him.
"Do you hate me?" she asked.
Shocked he looked at her and saw her lower lip trembling in the same way it did two years ago. "No, sweetheart, I don't hate you. Why would you think that."
She was silent for a few minutes before answering. "Cause Mommy and Daddy are moving away and they want you take over the farm. If I wasn't here then they wouldn't be moving. I heard Daddy say so." She told him honestly tears falling down her face.
Jonathan masked his surprise about the last two statements and focused on the first. "Mom and Dad never do anything because of someone else," he told her. "They do what's right."
Like that day so many years ago she was satisfied with his statement and carefully moved over to him. "I love you Beaker," she said burying her face in his chest.
"I love you to Animal."
"Do you remember what you said to me before you move?" Jon asked startling her out of her thoughts.
"I said that I would never be happy anywhere else. I must have called you every night for those first few months."
"Then you just stopped."
"Aunt Cindy made me stop. She said I it wasn't fair to call you like that." She told him as the came to the old tree.
"Feel like a climb?"
"I don't need to hide anymore Beaker," she said quietly. With a small smile leaned into his open arms. "Its only for two months. I will have three weeks here then before I have to go back to school."
"You graduate after this year."
"I know what I am going to do. I am going to go to Gotham's Art School for photography then move back here and open a studio and stay on the farm.
Jon hugged her tighter but did not tell her his secret fear that sooner or later Bruce, Lex, or even someone else would take her away for good.
A/N I'm sorry it was so long between updates. I have been going crazy with all the end of the semester details. I will try and get more up this weekend depending on how my preperation for finals go. After next week expect them more frequently since the semester will be over.
"Come on Clark, its not Black, "Kayla pleaded as she once again was trying to get him dressed in a suit.
"I don't like Blue." He told her stomping his foot causing the dresser in his room to shake.
"Clark Benjamin Kent, what have we told you about your temper?" Martha asked coming into the room. "Go get ready, Kayla. I will take care of Clark."
Shooting her a grateful look she ran from the room and into her own to get ready. She was just about done, when the sound of a car pulling into the drive got her attention. Crossing to the window she saw Alfred and Bruce get out and come towards the house.
"What happened to meeting at the dinner?" Kayla yelled from her window.
"It is Juliet," Bruce teased. Easily he climbed up to her window ignoring Alfred's protests. Gently he leaned in the window and gave her a kiss before handing some lilacs and climbing back down.
"Master Bruce, I don't know why you insist on scaring me like that," Alfred said once Bruce was back on the ground. "What do you think her brother will say to you?"
"As long as he doesn't go teaching Clark to do that I don't care. Besides Bruce, if she didn't want you up there, you would have been back on the ground faster then that." Jonathan said from behind the two. He laughed at the blush that was crawling up Bruce's face.
"So what did happen to meeting at the dinner?" Jonathan asked as they went into the house.
"Master Bruce, has something to give Kayla that apparently can't wait." Alfred explained accepting the glass of iced tea Martha offered him
.
"You can go up Bruce, just be warned Clark is not in a good mood." Martha told him while gesturing for Jonathan to get ready.
"Clark, please don't do that, I need to finish getting ready," Bruce heard Kayla plead as the walked towards her room.
Suppressing a laugh he walked into to see Clark jumping on the bed holding a brush. Both were oblivious to his presence and he watched them both for a few seconds before beginning to laugh.
Startled Clark fell onto the bed and Kayla grabbed the brush, before tickling Clark and crossing over to the mirror.
Bruce watched her for a few minutes as she brushed her long hair. He noticed how she had placed some of the lilacs he had brought her in the two small braids that circled her head. The rest of her strawberry hair fell in soft waves past her hips.
"I brought you this," Bruce told her once she had put the brush down handing her the package.
"Her smile grew brighter as she recognized the writing. "How did Lex know?"
"He called me a few days ago and then sent this over." Bruce explained watching as Clark climbed into Kayla's lap.
"I want to open it." He demanded as she carefully took off the tape.
"Next time," she told him opening the present with a gasp.
Bruce moved closer to them till he saw the silver frame. The sides were etched with some ancient text and four small turquoise stones sat two at each corner. They both remembered seeing the frame once before on Mrs. Luthor's nightstand.
"What does the note say?"
//I'm sorry I have to welch on the bet, always remember our promise. Win or lose tonight you are a winner to me. Love, Lex//
"What picture Kayla?" Clark asked tracing the patterns with his fingers.
"You'll see it soon enough," she told him pushing him off her and standing up. Nervously she tugged on the skirt. Smoothing down the dark green material
"Kayla," Jonathan called from downstairs, "can you come down here.
After she put down the frame the three of them headed down to the living room. There they saw Jonathan pacing in front of the fireplace holding a small box. The sounds of Alfred and Martha talking in the kitchen drifted in.
"Ready to go?" Kayla asked watching him pace
"Almost, I wanted to give you this."
Kayla took the box from his hands and opened it slowly opened it. "Mom's locket," she whispered. Slowly she opened it to see a picture of her parents on one side and a picture of Jonathan, Martha, and Clark on the other. "Thank you," she said hugging him tears in her eyes. "Will you put it on?" Kayla asked turning around and carefully shifting her hair.
Martha and Alfred came into the room in time to see Jonathan place the locket around Kayla neck. It fell to the top of her white peasant top.
"You look beautiful," Martha told her pulling her into a hug.
A few minutes later the excited group left the house and headed for Gotham
The Dinner.
When the excited group arrived at the ballroom Jonathan, Martha, and Clark were immediately pulled over to the picture Kayla took. It was a triple exposure of Clark and Kayla. In the middle they were laying on the floor reading from a book. On the right was a picture of Kayla standing outside her school and on the left a picture of Clark standing in the driveway. Underneath the picture was a card detailing the type of film, tripod, and camera used. There were also details on the method she used to develop the picture.
"Wow, Kayla," Jonathan said after studying the picture. "I had no idea you good do anything like that.
Kayla blushed under his comments as Bruce slid his hand into hers.
"Look, Mommy, there I am!" Clark exclaimed pointing to the picture a huge grin on his face.
"Kayla the picture is beautiful." Martha agreed with Jonathan.
"I want to see more." Clark said loudly as Martha tried to quiet him.
"Let's go look and see then," Martha said distracting Clark.
"I want to see more," Jonathan parroted his son quietly. "Maybe when we get home," he added before following after Martha.
"Don't you show them any of your photographs?" Bruce asked as they wandered around the room looking at the other entries, hands still linked.
"I can never get them to look the way I want. That was the first." She looked ahead to where her brother was teasing Clark. "I guess I will have to show them now."
Six hours later
Kayla, Bruce, and Clark, were waiting for the meteor shower that was supposed to take place at four. Clark was asleep his head resting on Kayla's stomach. Kayla was resting her own head in Bruce's stomach as they stared up at the stars.
"I still can't believe it," Kayla whispered to Bruce shivering slightly in the cool air.
"I never doubted you would win. Do you want to go back inside?"
"I'll be alright," Kayla told him shaking Clark slightly. "Wake up sleepy head or you will miss the show." She told Clark as streaks of light began to flash through the sky.
Clark woke up and the three of them watched in amazement the beautiful display.
"Does this worry you?" Bruce asked Kayla quietly.
"No, I mean Smallville was a fluke. If I was worried constantly I would never be able to enjoy shooting stars.
"Kayla make a wish." Clark demanded a few minutes later.
Closing her eyes she made a wish.
"Can I seal it with a kiss," Bruce teased only to be interrupted by Alfred brining them some hot chocolate before ushering them all back to bed.
Two weeks later
Kayla walked silently around the farm looking for Jon. Her head was full of memories and thoughts as she wondered around. Remembering when Jon found out she was being taken away
"We are going to move to Metropolis," Anne announced over dinner.
"Mom what are you talking about?" Jonathan asked stunned. He glanced at his sister who was staring at the table not meeting his eyes.
"Well you know that your father hasn't been feeling well these past few weeks, and the doctors feel that Metropolis will be better suited to meet his needs?.
"What needs?" Martha and Jonathan asked at the same time.
"Kayla has already been accepted at a private school in the city. She won a scholarship." Mrs. Kent continued ignoring Jon.
"But Mom she loves it here." Jon said seeing the sad look in his father's eyes.
"We will be back in the summers and for most weekends. We are going to live with Anne's sister Cindy." He told him a defeated voice, as Kayla went running from the house.
"I have to take a walk." Jonathan said pushing himself away from the table. He walked out quickly leaving a stunned Martha and his parents at the table.
"Hey Beaker," a tiny voice said from above him.
"Animal, what are you doing?" Jonathan asked as he started up into a tree. The only sign of Kayla the red rubber soles of her sneakers.
"Hiding. Want to come up with me?"
Sighing he began to climb up till he reached her. Watching her intently as she moved to give him room. He settled on the branch fully aware of her eyes, which were carefully studying him.
"Do you hate me?" she asked.
Shocked he looked at her and saw her lower lip trembling in the same way it did two years ago. "No, sweetheart, I don't hate you. Why would you think that."
She was silent for a few minutes before answering. "Cause Mommy and Daddy are moving away and they want you take over the farm. If I wasn't here then they wouldn't be moving. I heard Daddy say so." She told him honestly tears falling down her face.
Jonathan masked his surprise about the last two statements and focused on the first. "Mom and Dad never do anything because of someone else," he told her. "They do what's right."
Like that day so many years ago she was satisfied with his statement and carefully moved over to him. "I love you Beaker," she said burying her face in his chest.
"I love you to Animal."
"Do you remember what you said to me before you move?" Jon asked startling her out of her thoughts.
"I said that I would never be happy anywhere else. I must have called you every night for those first few months."
"Then you just stopped."
"Aunt Cindy made me stop. She said I it wasn't fair to call you like that." She told him as the came to the old tree.
"Feel like a climb?"
"I don't need to hide anymore Beaker," she said quietly. With a small smile leaned into his open arms. "Its only for two months. I will have three weeks here then before I have to go back to school."
"You graduate after this year."
"I know what I am going to do. I am going to go to Gotham's Art School for photography then move back here and open a studio and stay on the farm.
Jon hugged her tighter but did not tell her his secret fear that sooner or later Bruce, Lex, or even someone else would take her away for good.
A/N I'm sorry it was so long between updates. I have been going crazy with all the end of the semester details. I will try and get more up this weekend depending on how my preperation for finals go. After next week expect them more frequently since the semester will be over.