A/N: NO! I did not forget you all! I'm sorry, but I merely became busy
with summer courses, trying to get into a good college, and a job. Yet I
decided to file this (short) chapter in before I take of on vacation.
Thank you to all who never gave up hope that someday I would finally
continue on this story! The reviews were wonderful! Thank you SOOOOO
much!!!!
Basics: I don't own them. I'm merely using their identities to fill in names because "Boy with powers" and "Girl who likes Boy with Powers" is too long of a name.
Reminder (I shouldn't have to do this, but somehow, it just might be necessary) This story is AFTER Rosetta, but BEFORE Visitor, and mostly focuses on events found in Rush. (I suppose if you don't know episode names, you are very screwed)
And now...
~Remembering Rushes Past~
(Chapter 6)
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Chloe followed Clark up the stairs leading to the loft. He paused at the railing, and looked back at her. "I told you this secret once. You thought it was cool. You came over to this railing and jumped off."
"I did what?" she gave him a startled look.
"I caught you," he continued. Smiling, he looked back at her. "And you called me your own personal superhero." He ascended the remaining stairs and went over to the telescope.
"Okay, now I'm lost. I would never say that," she looked over the railing, shuddering at the height. "When exactly did I say this anyway?"
"A few weeks ago. When you were infected by that parasite. I wasn't myself either. Pete had slipped me some red meteor rock." Clark stood there looking through the telescope and adjusting dials.
"Am I missing some major connector to all this?" Chloe walked up and stood beside Clark, who was now looking out at the fields.
"Yeah, you are."
"You gonna tell me?"
"I'm not from around here."
"Yeah, I know, you are adopted. I've known that for a while. Is that the big secret?"
"No."
"Well, what is?" She was getting anxious by this point, and just wanted it said. She turned at him giving him a pleading look hoping to force it out of him.
"I'm the last son of the planet Krypton," Clark looked at her sheepishly. "I don't really fit your description, do I?"
"Clark, description of what?"
"Aliens. I'm an alien, but I'm not little and green," he said. Chloe looked at him skeptically.
"Uh, huh. Can you prove this?"
"You wanna try the railing test again?" he looked at her and raised an eyebrow.
"No, I wanna know what you mean by being an alien. You are Clark Kent, my best friend. You always have been," she protested.
Clark looked at her standing there with her hands on her hips. "I AM an alien. Remember the meteor shower?" Chloe merely rolled her eyes. "Well, I was the one who caused it. I came down in the meteor shower."
"Clark, how could you have caused the shower? You weren't even in Smallville yet. Your adoption took place after the shower." She gave him a look of triumph.
"Chloe, this is hard enough as it is. Could you just let me tell you this?" She shut her mouth and stared at Clark.
"You might want to sit down," he said looking at her standing so close to the edge of the opening.
"I think I'd rather stand," she said with her hands on her hips.
Sighing at her stubbornness, he started to tell her everything. How he came as a baby in a space ship surrounded by pieces of his former home planet, Krypton, how his parents found him, how his adoption had been falsified by Lionel Luthor, and how hard it had been for him to keep his abilities a secret.
"I suppose the hardest part about being an alien is having to hide my true self," Clark looked at her. "Especially from those that I care about."
Chloe looked at him awestruck. How could this be? After everything she ever thought about him, she never thought it would amount to this. She felt the room began to spin as she fainted and fell--out of the loft opening, and towards the ground below.
Basics: I don't own them. I'm merely using their identities to fill in names because "Boy with powers" and "Girl who likes Boy with Powers" is too long of a name.
Reminder (I shouldn't have to do this, but somehow, it just might be necessary) This story is AFTER Rosetta, but BEFORE Visitor, and mostly focuses on events found in Rush. (I suppose if you don't know episode names, you are very screwed)
And now...
~Remembering Rushes Past~
(Chapter 6)
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Chloe followed Clark up the stairs leading to the loft. He paused at the railing, and looked back at her. "I told you this secret once. You thought it was cool. You came over to this railing and jumped off."
"I did what?" she gave him a startled look.
"I caught you," he continued. Smiling, he looked back at her. "And you called me your own personal superhero." He ascended the remaining stairs and went over to the telescope.
"Okay, now I'm lost. I would never say that," she looked over the railing, shuddering at the height. "When exactly did I say this anyway?"
"A few weeks ago. When you were infected by that parasite. I wasn't myself either. Pete had slipped me some red meteor rock." Clark stood there looking through the telescope and adjusting dials.
"Am I missing some major connector to all this?" Chloe walked up and stood beside Clark, who was now looking out at the fields.
"Yeah, you are."
"You gonna tell me?"
"I'm not from around here."
"Yeah, I know, you are adopted. I've known that for a while. Is that the big secret?"
"No."
"Well, what is?" She was getting anxious by this point, and just wanted it said. She turned at him giving him a pleading look hoping to force it out of him.
"I'm the last son of the planet Krypton," Clark looked at her sheepishly. "I don't really fit your description, do I?"
"Clark, description of what?"
"Aliens. I'm an alien, but I'm not little and green," he said. Chloe looked at him skeptically.
"Uh, huh. Can you prove this?"
"You wanna try the railing test again?" he looked at her and raised an eyebrow.
"No, I wanna know what you mean by being an alien. You are Clark Kent, my best friend. You always have been," she protested.
Clark looked at her standing there with her hands on her hips. "I AM an alien. Remember the meteor shower?" Chloe merely rolled her eyes. "Well, I was the one who caused it. I came down in the meteor shower."
"Clark, how could you have caused the shower? You weren't even in Smallville yet. Your adoption took place after the shower." She gave him a look of triumph.
"Chloe, this is hard enough as it is. Could you just let me tell you this?" She shut her mouth and stared at Clark.
"You might want to sit down," he said looking at her standing so close to the edge of the opening.
"I think I'd rather stand," she said with her hands on her hips.
Sighing at her stubbornness, he started to tell her everything. How he came as a baby in a space ship surrounded by pieces of his former home planet, Krypton, how his parents found him, how his adoption had been falsified by Lionel Luthor, and how hard it had been for him to keep his abilities a secret.
"I suppose the hardest part about being an alien is having to hide my true self," Clark looked at her. "Especially from those that I care about."
Chloe looked at him awestruck. How could this be? After everything she ever thought about him, she never thought it would amount to this. She felt the room began to spin as she fainted and fell--out of the loft opening, and towards the ground below.