Author's Note:
First of all, I would like to apologize to any of you who read this when I first posted it and have been waiting for a response. I had writer's block, and then I studied in Italy for 6 months and was having trouble even writing in English. ;-) I still have some writer's block, but I'm hoping that I can get restarted on this and get myself moving. This part is rather short but at least this way you can see I haven't abandoned the story!
Timeline-wise, this is sort of in a limbo... because things change so much from episode to episode, I'm trying to write about things that stay the same, so I'm not going to mess with the Clark-Lana stuff. Sorry!
Back Home Part 3
Becca followed Clark out the screen door toward the barn. They moved silently, both feeling relieved at the way things had turned out.
The first thing Clark did was grab an axe and start chopping wood-this time at normal, human speed. Becca grinned. She moved forward to get him to stop. "You don't have to slow down for me... I saw you earlier." At the stricken expression on his face, she held up her hands. "Stop, stop... Don't worry! I'm the one who's floating, after all." He managed a small grin at that.
"I'm sorry, it's just that I'm so used to having to keep secrets-"
"-from everyone," she joined to finish the sentence. They laughed. "Meanwhile, is there anything I can help with while you do your super-human wood-chopping?"
Clark laughed. "Well, Miss "I can't keep my feet on the ground," the barn needs to be swept. Somehow that strikes me as a job you'd be good at." They both knew that Clark didn't need any help, but Becca was glad to have something to occupy herself with.
She was almost finished at the front of the barn when there was a knock and then a pretty girl stuck her head in. "Oh! Who are you?" she asked, in a more friendly than suspicious tone.
Becca recovered from her surprise to pull together a response. Smiling, she answered, "I'm Becca, Clark's cousin."
"Ah. I'm Lana Lang, Clark's next door neighbor and friend." They shook hands. "Nice to meet you." She struck Becca as really nice, almost too nice. A little more and she would think it was too good to be true, but this seemed real. "So what brings you to the thriving town of Smallville?" Lana continued in a playfully sarcastic tone. Becca laughed.
"My parents had to go away, so they sent me to stay with Clark and his parents for the time being."
"Oh really? Where do you live?"
She gave the easiest answer. "Metropolis."
"I see you two have met," said Clark, strolling up behind them. "How are you, Lana?" he asked warmly.
"I'm doing great. Becca was just saying how her parents sent her here from Metropolis for a little while." She looked to Becca. "It must be SO boring here."
Becca smiled. "Right now, it's just quiet-it's so loud in the city sometimes. I'm sure if you talk to me in a few days, though, we can have a good conversation about how little there is to do in Smallville." All three of them laughed.
"Speaking of which, Becca was just helping me with my chores, and I think we may be finished." Becca nodded. "What do we want to do?"
"How about we show Becca 'downtown' and drop in at the Talon?" Lana suggested.
Becca felt a panic sweep over her. No, she wasn't ready for this, she couldn't go where there were more people. What if she lost her concentration?
"I just remembered that your mom wanted me to help with something," she blurted, interrupting the conversation on possibilities. She blushed. "It was nice meeting you," she managed to say to Lana, and she refused to meet Clark's gaze before fleeing the barn.
Lana looked after her in bewilderment, then back to Clark. "What was that all about?"
Clark stared after Becca for a moment, then looked back to Lana. He shrugged. "She's had some trouble making friends... I think she's still nervous around new people." He sighed. "You wait here, I'm going to go after her and make sure she's okay." Lana nodded.
When he entered the house, he saw his mom coming out of the kitchen. "Have you seen Becca?" he asked her.
"Is that what that slamming sound was?" she asked in response. She noticed the expression on her son's face. "Is everything all right?"
Clark frowned. "I'm not sure. Lana showed up, and she was fine, and then all of a sudden she just took off!"
Martha looked around. "We'd better find her." She looked to Clark. "Where's Lana?"
"In the barn... for now. If we take too long she might come looking for me."
"Well then, we'd better hurry. The last thing we need is her wandering in and finding Becca in the air."
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Feedback please! I promise I will be more prompt in adding new chapters, especially if I get some more feedback! :-)
First of all, I would like to apologize to any of you who read this when I first posted it and have been waiting for a response. I had writer's block, and then I studied in Italy for 6 months and was having trouble even writing in English. ;-) I still have some writer's block, but I'm hoping that I can get restarted on this and get myself moving. This part is rather short but at least this way you can see I haven't abandoned the story!
Timeline-wise, this is sort of in a limbo... because things change so much from episode to episode, I'm trying to write about things that stay the same, so I'm not going to mess with the Clark-Lana stuff. Sorry!
Back Home Part 3
Becca followed Clark out the screen door toward the barn. They moved silently, both feeling relieved at the way things had turned out.
The first thing Clark did was grab an axe and start chopping wood-this time at normal, human speed. Becca grinned. She moved forward to get him to stop. "You don't have to slow down for me... I saw you earlier." At the stricken expression on his face, she held up her hands. "Stop, stop... Don't worry! I'm the one who's floating, after all." He managed a small grin at that.
"I'm sorry, it's just that I'm so used to having to keep secrets-"
"-from everyone," she joined to finish the sentence. They laughed. "Meanwhile, is there anything I can help with while you do your super-human wood-chopping?"
Clark laughed. "Well, Miss "I can't keep my feet on the ground," the barn needs to be swept. Somehow that strikes me as a job you'd be good at." They both knew that Clark didn't need any help, but Becca was glad to have something to occupy herself with.
She was almost finished at the front of the barn when there was a knock and then a pretty girl stuck her head in. "Oh! Who are you?" she asked, in a more friendly than suspicious tone.
Becca recovered from her surprise to pull together a response. Smiling, she answered, "I'm Becca, Clark's cousin."
"Ah. I'm Lana Lang, Clark's next door neighbor and friend." They shook hands. "Nice to meet you." She struck Becca as really nice, almost too nice. A little more and she would think it was too good to be true, but this seemed real. "So what brings you to the thriving town of Smallville?" Lana continued in a playfully sarcastic tone. Becca laughed.
"My parents had to go away, so they sent me to stay with Clark and his parents for the time being."
"Oh really? Where do you live?"
She gave the easiest answer. "Metropolis."
"I see you two have met," said Clark, strolling up behind them. "How are you, Lana?" he asked warmly.
"I'm doing great. Becca was just saying how her parents sent her here from Metropolis for a little while." She looked to Becca. "It must be SO boring here."
Becca smiled. "Right now, it's just quiet-it's so loud in the city sometimes. I'm sure if you talk to me in a few days, though, we can have a good conversation about how little there is to do in Smallville." All three of them laughed.
"Speaking of which, Becca was just helping me with my chores, and I think we may be finished." Becca nodded. "What do we want to do?"
"How about we show Becca 'downtown' and drop in at the Talon?" Lana suggested.
Becca felt a panic sweep over her. No, she wasn't ready for this, she couldn't go where there were more people. What if she lost her concentration?
"I just remembered that your mom wanted me to help with something," she blurted, interrupting the conversation on possibilities. She blushed. "It was nice meeting you," she managed to say to Lana, and she refused to meet Clark's gaze before fleeing the barn.
Lana looked after her in bewilderment, then back to Clark. "What was that all about?"
Clark stared after Becca for a moment, then looked back to Lana. He shrugged. "She's had some trouble making friends... I think she's still nervous around new people." He sighed. "You wait here, I'm going to go after her and make sure she's okay." Lana nodded.
When he entered the house, he saw his mom coming out of the kitchen. "Have you seen Becca?" he asked her.
"Is that what that slamming sound was?" she asked in response. She noticed the expression on her son's face. "Is everything all right?"
Clark frowned. "I'm not sure. Lana showed up, and she was fine, and then all of a sudden she just took off!"
Martha looked around. "We'd better find her." She looked to Clark. "Where's Lana?"
"In the barn... for now. If we take too long she might come looking for me."
"Well then, we'd better hurry. The last thing we need is her wandering in and finding Becca in the air."
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Feedback please! I promise I will be more prompt in adding new chapters, especially if I get some more feedback! :-)