Title: New Beginnings
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimers: I don't own the show or any of the characters. If I did, they'd be on HBO, where you know I'd be doing naughty things with them.
Summary: With a baby on the way, the Kent's find themselves out of their league. Only one person has the resources to help, but can they place their trust in his hands? Baby Kent's journey into this world brings with it laughter, sadness, and tragedy.
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Author's Notes: This is the sequel to "Dreaming of You," which was the sequel of "Despair." If you don't want to bother reading them, here's a few things you should know before reading the summary (spoilers for the previous two stories):
1. It's AU after "Red."
2. Chloe ran off with Whitney and Tina (in Lana's form) and they are gone from Smallville for good.
3. Lana has learned Clark's secret and they are together.
4. Jonathan's cousin, Luke, is a family doctor who has been deemed trustworthy enough to study and give Clark medical care.
5. Oh, and Clark is the one who's...
. .
Oh, and see my profile for the best C/L site on the web.
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Chapter 1: Reality Check
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After slapping Clark a few times, Lana recoiled, holding her sore hand. She turned to Luke, looking for help. Luke sighed and took out some smelling salts from his cabinet, trying his best to rouse him. No effect. Lana held his head in her hands in concern, while Luke reached behind his desk and pulled out a large aluminium bucket. He filled it with cold water and told Lana to get out of the way. The chill of the freezing water finally did the trick, bringing him back to consciousness. Clark opened his eyelids and looked around. Realizing what just happened wasn't a dream, his eyes grew wide and he started to panic.
"Clark, calm down, it's going to be okay," Lana said reassuringly, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder.
"Are you insane? I'm having a baby! A baby! A half-alien baby! Me, Clark Kent, pregnant! There has to be some kind of mistake, you're just messing with me, right?" he asked looking over at Luke with desperation in his eyes.
Luke smiled sheepishly. "Well, why don't you see for yourself? You do have x-ray vision," he exclaimed.
Just then, Martha and Jonathan walked in from the waiting room, after hearing all the commotion.
"So, it's true?" asked Martha.
Clark looked at each one in turn before peering down at his stomach as a fearful and nervous look overtook his face. Lana had never seen him so afraid before. Clark stared intently for a few seconds at his belly before he jumped up off the ground and started screaming.
"You! You did this to me!" he said pointing an accusing finger toward Lana. "Don't worry, Clark, I'm on the pill, I can't get pregnant!" he said in his best Lana voice. "We can do it as many times as we want," he continued.
"Clark, how was I supposed to know that you're the female of the species? Don't blame me - if anything's to blame it's that thing you've got down in your pants that you just can't seem to control!" she replied angrily.
Martha, Jonathan, and Luke just stood back and stared incredulously at the two of them, too stunned to say anything.
"That thing? That thing wouldn't be a problem if you didn't keep strutting around in those tight white blouses and low-riders, wiggling your butt like a cat in heat!"
"Oh, come on! You'd jump me if I was wearing sweatpants and had a mud-mask on my face!"
"Well I can't help that I love you so much that I couldn't resist you even if you sprouted out a Medusa head!"
"Really? You love me that much?" she asked softly, her demeanour quickly shifting.
"Yeah, of course," he replied.
There was a short silent pause before Lana launched herself into his arms and they proceeded to make out.
"Ahem," Jonathan coughed. "Could you please stop that, that's how you got into this mess in the first place."
They quickly separated, wary of getting a harsh reprimand from him.
"So what do we do now," Martha asked, looking to Luke for answers.
Luke began to sweat. "Well, you see, I don't really know you guys. We still know next to nothing about Clark's physiology or even how it's possible he got pregnant. I don't think I'd be very effective in monitoring or helping this pregnancy along. There are just too many questions, questions I don't think I'll be able to answer. I'm just one man, and I don't have the proper equipment to study Clark or to help him in any meaningful way."
"I know someone who could help," Clark stated reluctantly.
"Well, thanks for all your help Luke. We should probably get going," said Jonathan.
"Dad, Lex could."
"Well talk about this later, Clark. Don't worry, we'll figure something out."
"Let me know if I can help in any way," Luke offered, as he directed them out of his office.
They marched out onto the street, slowly, with uncertainty. Getting into the truck, they made the long journey back to Smallville in silence. A few minutes into the trip, Lana passed the ultra-sound photo to Clark.
"You might want to hang on to that," she whispered.
Clark stared at the image while holding his abdomen with his hand. He gently touched the spot where the fetus was. A small tear trickled down his Clark's cheek. Lana, seeing this, put an arm around him and pressed her cheek against his shoulder, the both of them looking at their child.
"You'll make a great Mom," she said with a slight smile.
"Shut up," he said, wiping the tear from his face.
"What? Technically you are the mother, so I guess the baby's last name will be Lang."
Clark shook his head at Lana's attempt to cheer him up, but smiled nevertheless.
"Kent. The baby's last name will be Kent," Jonathan interjected from the driver's seat. "End of discussion."
Lana opened her mouth to object, but relented in the end. It was no use arguing with a Kent, as they were notoriously stubborn.
When they arrived home, Jonathan and Martha went into the kitchen to start dinner, while the expecting couple walked into the loft, the whole time in silence. They sat by the window, waiting for the sunset, their hands linked.
"What are we going to do?" asked Lana, reality finally crashing down on her. "We're still in school, not to mention that our baby is going to be different. And how are we going to hide your pregnancy? People are going to ask questions when we pull you out of school, and what about after the baby's born? How do we hide where it came from? Another fake adoption? Can we trust Lex?" she asked, quickly running out of breath.
This time it was Clark's turn to calm her down; he did so by holding her close to him and rubbing her back gently. When Lana caught her breath, she pulled away to look at the sunset. Clark stared at her for a second, as the orange glow highlighting her face. He looked down at her waist with a confused look on his face.
"What's the matter Clark? Clark?"
"Um, where do you think the baby going to come out?"
*****
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimers: I don't own the show or any of the characters. If I did, they'd be on HBO, where you know I'd be doing naughty things with them.
Summary: With a baby on the way, the Kent's find themselves out of their league. Only one person has the resources to help, but can they place their trust in his hands? Baby Kent's journey into this world brings with it laughter, sadness, and tragedy.
*****
Author's Notes: This is the sequel to "Dreaming of You," which was the sequel of "Despair." If you don't want to bother reading them, here's a few things you should know before reading the summary (spoilers for the previous two stories):
1. It's AU after "Red."
2. Chloe ran off with Whitney and Tina (in Lana's form) and they are gone from Smallville for good.
3. Lana has learned Clark's secret and they are together.
4. Jonathan's cousin, Luke, is a family doctor who has been deemed trustworthy enough to study and give Clark medical care.
5. Oh, and Clark is the one who's...
. .
Oh, and see my profile for the best C/L site on the web.
*****
Chapter 1: Reality Check
*****
After slapping Clark a few times, Lana recoiled, holding her sore hand. She turned to Luke, looking for help. Luke sighed and took out some smelling salts from his cabinet, trying his best to rouse him. No effect. Lana held his head in her hands in concern, while Luke reached behind his desk and pulled out a large aluminium bucket. He filled it with cold water and told Lana to get out of the way. The chill of the freezing water finally did the trick, bringing him back to consciousness. Clark opened his eyelids and looked around. Realizing what just happened wasn't a dream, his eyes grew wide and he started to panic.
"Clark, calm down, it's going to be okay," Lana said reassuringly, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder.
"Are you insane? I'm having a baby! A baby! A half-alien baby! Me, Clark Kent, pregnant! There has to be some kind of mistake, you're just messing with me, right?" he asked looking over at Luke with desperation in his eyes.
Luke smiled sheepishly. "Well, why don't you see for yourself? You do have x-ray vision," he exclaimed.
Just then, Martha and Jonathan walked in from the waiting room, after hearing all the commotion.
"So, it's true?" asked Martha.
Clark looked at each one in turn before peering down at his stomach as a fearful and nervous look overtook his face. Lana had never seen him so afraid before. Clark stared intently for a few seconds at his belly before he jumped up off the ground and started screaming.
"You! You did this to me!" he said pointing an accusing finger toward Lana. "Don't worry, Clark, I'm on the pill, I can't get pregnant!" he said in his best Lana voice. "We can do it as many times as we want," he continued.
"Clark, how was I supposed to know that you're the female of the species? Don't blame me - if anything's to blame it's that thing you've got down in your pants that you just can't seem to control!" she replied angrily.
Martha, Jonathan, and Luke just stood back and stared incredulously at the two of them, too stunned to say anything.
"That thing? That thing wouldn't be a problem if you didn't keep strutting around in those tight white blouses and low-riders, wiggling your butt like a cat in heat!"
"Oh, come on! You'd jump me if I was wearing sweatpants and had a mud-mask on my face!"
"Well I can't help that I love you so much that I couldn't resist you even if you sprouted out a Medusa head!"
"Really? You love me that much?" she asked softly, her demeanour quickly shifting.
"Yeah, of course," he replied.
There was a short silent pause before Lana launched herself into his arms and they proceeded to make out.
"Ahem," Jonathan coughed. "Could you please stop that, that's how you got into this mess in the first place."
They quickly separated, wary of getting a harsh reprimand from him.
"So what do we do now," Martha asked, looking to Luke for answers.
Luke began to sweat. "Well, you see, I don't really know you guys. We still know next to nothing about Clark's physiology or even how it's possible he got pregnant. I don't think I'd be very effective in monitoring or helping this pregnancy along. There are just too many questions, questions I don't think I'll be able to answer. I'm just one man, and I don't have the proper equipment to study Clark or to help him in any meaningful way."
"I know someone who could help," Clark stated reluctantly.
"Well, thanks for all your help Luke. We should probably get going," said Jonathan.
"Dad, Lex could."
"Well talk about this later, Clark. Don't worry, we'll figure something out."
"Let me know if I can help in any way," Luke offered, as he directed them out of his office.
They marched out onto the street, slowly, with uncertainty. Getting into the truck, they made the long journey back to Smallville in silence. A few minutes into the trip, Lana passed the ultra-sound photo to Clark.
"You might want to hang on to that," she whispered.
Clark stared at the image while holding his abdomen with his hand. He gently touched the spot where the fetus was. A small tear trickled down his Clark's cheek. Lana, seeing this, put an arm around him and pressed her cheek against his shoulder, the both of them looking at their child.
"You'll make a great Mom," she said with a slight smile.
"Shut up," he said, wiping the tear from his face.
"What? Technically you are the mother, so I guess the baby's last name will be Lang."
Clark shook his head at Lana's attempt to cheer him up, but smiled nevertheless.
"Kent. The baby's last name will be Kent," Jonathan interjected from the driver's seat. "End of discussion."
Lana opened her mouth to object, but relented in the end. It was no use arguing with a Kent, as they were notoriously stubborn.
When they arrived home, Jonathan and Martha went into the kitchen to start dinner, while the expecting couple walked into the loft, the whole time in silence. They sat by the window, waiting for the sunset, their hands linked.
"What are we going to do?" asked Lana, reality finally crashing down on her. "We're still in school, not to mention that our baby is going to be different. And how are we going to hide your pregnancy? People are going to ask questions when we pull you out of school, and what about after the baby's born? How do we hide where it came from? Another fake adoption? Can we trust Lex?" she asked, quickly running out of breath.
This time it was Clark's turn to calm her down; he did so by holding her close to him and rubbing her back gently. When Lana caught her breath, she pulled away to look at the sunset. Clark stared at her for a second, as the orange glow highlighting her face. He looked down at her waist with a confused look on his face.
"What's the matter Clark? Clark?"
"Um, where do you think the baby going to come out?"
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