"Dad, just tell me straight. Don't try and protect me, I can handle it."
Clark said feeling more nervous that he ever had in his whole life. Clark
sat down, on the couch opposite to his parents.
"Clark... the way they are saying things..." Martha started to tell clark, but despite clark request, couldn't say it flat out.
"Son, Lionel has everything perfect so that he can have his way." Jonathan said, not knowing himself exactly why Lionel was doing what he was doing.
"And what is it that he wants?" Clark asked.
"I'm not sure, but I think he guesses something about you, about your secret, and wants to find out more." Jonathan said sounding confident.
"But how is doing this going to help him learn about me?" Clark asked not wanting to guess what he was about to hear.
"Clark, you asked me so I'm just going to tell you... Clark, the most likely– no the almost certain outcome from this is... you probably won't be able to live with us." Jonathan said.
Martha looked at Jonathan, a little angry at how blunt he was. He was going to scare Clark.
"But... how can he do that?" Clark said sounding scared, even though he tried to hide it.
"The lawyer we talked to said that I hired one of Lionel employees to fake the adoption, and that he has come forward--"
"But that is a lie! There is no one to come forward if u never did it!" Clark said sounding so naive to Lionel's ways, even though he knew maybe better than anyone what lengths Lionel would go to, to have his way.
"I know! But Clark, it looks bad. Either I kidnaped you or I did it because I wanted a child so bad that I wasn't willing to wait. But Clark, who is going to believe us? We can't say the truth, we will sound even more crazy." Jonathan said showing Clark how bad the situation really was.
"But dad... if they think you kidnaped me, then that means they would want to– dad they aren't going to put you in jail or something are they?" Clark was truly worried now.
"I don't know. But son, don't worry about that." Jonathan said looking down, he couldn't even look at Clark while he said it.
"Dad! I won't let them do it, I can..." Clark thought for a moment, what could he do? Why couldn't he tell them his secret? He could NOT let his father go to jail because of him. He had already caused his parents so much pain and trouble. How much had they given up and sacrificed for him, to hide his secret? And yet how much more were they going to have to deal with? Go to jail for a crime he didn't do, but couldn't even defend himself because he had to protect his son. No, he wouldn't let him do it. "Dad, I won't let you do this. I will tell them the truth, my secret. I can't let you go through one more thing to protect me–"
"Clark! Stop! You can't, I will not let you. Even if you tried all they would do is think you are crazy and lock you up–"
"But I could show them! If I showed the my abilities they would for sure believe me." Clark said.
"No! Clark, tell the world so they could study you! Find your weakness! No, I would rather die then see that ever happen to you. Clark, promise me you won't tell any one your secret." Jonathan said with such strength in his voice, like Clark had never heard before.
But Clark couldn't, he just looked down, unable to meet his father's glance.
"Clark, promise me!" Jonathan almost yelled this time. Clark looked over to see his mother crying.
He caused all this, all this trouble. How many times did his mother have to cry? Cry because of him. All he brought to his parents was pain and suffering.
"Clark, promise me! I know you, I know that you think it's your fault, it's not! Don't even think it, I love you son, but I will not let you do this. You promise me right now that you will never tell anyone about your secret."Jonathan said, his voice cracking.
"I promise." Clark said instinctively, wanting to calm his father's worries. HE had made a promise to his father that he would keep. But he regretting making that promise an instant after he had said the words.
"Son, we will get through this together." Jonathan said as he put his hand on Clark's shoulder.
"Will we?" Clark said angry, "how is that possible when what he have to get through is being separated?" Clark wasn't mad at his parents. No he was mad at himself. He couldn't watch his mother cry, or his father worry due to him anymore, maybe it was better if they never had to deal with him again. "Dad, I' m sorry... I didn't mean to shout I just..."
"Sweetie, it's okay, we know how you must be feeling right now." Martha said hugging Clark.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Clark couldn't sleep, he was out wandering smallville. He ended up in the graveyard, like he had when he first found out who he REALLY was. But he felt ten times worse than he had that night. His life was going to change... for the worse. His parent's life were going ot be turned upside down, because of him. He had to fix it. But how could he? He couldn't tell anyone his secret. Then he knew what he had to do.
Clark didn't use his super speed, no he wanted the time to think, as he walked over to Lana's house at 2 am.
* * * * * * * *
Clark leaned over Lana's bed, and just stood there starring at how peaceful she looked, and how beautiful she was even when she was sleeping. He bent down and kissed her, whispering "I love you Lana, and I always will."
* * * * * * *
Lana woke up, having the strange feeling someone was just there, and if it had been even a few weeks ago, she would have just ignored it, but now she knew Clark's secrets, and she knew better
"Clark... the way they are saying things..." Martha started to tell clark, but despite clark request, couldn't say it flat out.
"Son, Lionel has everything perfect so that he can have his way." Jonathan said, not knowing himself exactly why Lionel was doing what he was doing.
"And what is it that he wants?" Clark asked.
"I'm not sure, but I think he guesses something about you, about your secret, and wants to find out more." Jonathan said sounding confident.
"But how is doing this going to help him learn about me?" Clark asked not wanting to guess what he was about to hear.
"Clark, you asked me so I'm just going to tell you... Clark, the most likely– no the almost certain outcome from this is... you probably won't be able to live with us." Jonathan said.
Martha looked at Jonathan, a little angry at how blunt he was. He was going to scare Clark.
"But... how can he do that?" Clark said sounding scared, even though he tried to hide it.
"The lawyer we talked to said that I hired one of Lionel employees to fake the adoption, and that he has come forward--"
"But that is a lie! There is no one to come forward if u never did it!" Clark said sounding so naive to Lionel's ways, even though he knew maybe better than anyone what lengths Lionel would go to, to have his way.
"I know! But Clark, it looks bad. Either I kidnaped you or I did it because I wanted a child so bad that I wasn't willing to wait. But Clark, who is going to believe us? We can't say the truth, we will sound even more crazy." Jonathan said showing Clark how bad the situation really was.
"But dad... if they think you kidnaped me, then that means they would want to– dad they aren't going to put you in jail or something are they?" Clark was truly worried now.
"I don't know. But son, don't worry about that." Jonathan said looking down, he couldn't even look at Clark while he said it.
"Dad! I won't let them do it, I can..." Clark thought for a moment, what could he do? Why couldn't he tell them his secret? He could NOT let his father go to jail because of him. He had already caused his parents so much pain and trouble. How much had they given up and sacrificed for him, to hide his secret? And yet how much more were they going to have to deal with? Go to jail for a crime he didn't do, but couldn't even defend himself because he had to protect his son. No, he wouldn't let him do it. "Dad, I won't let you do this. I will tell them the truth, my secret. I can't let you go through one more thing to protect me–"
"Clark! Stop! You can't, I will not let you. Even if you tried all they would do is think you are crazy and lock you up–"
"But I could show them! If I showed the my abilities they would for sure believe me." Clark said.
"No! Clark, tell the world so they could study you! Find your weakness! No, I would rather die then see that ever happen to you. Clark, promise me you won't tell any one your secret." Jonathan said with such strength in his voice, like Clark had never heard before.
But Clark couldn't, he just looked down, unable to meet his father's glance.
"Clark, promise me!" Jonathan almost yelled this time. Clark looked over to see his mother crying.
He caused all this, all this trouble. How many times did his mother have to cry? Cry because of him. All he brought to his parents was pain and suffering.
"Clark, promise me! I know you, I know that you think it's your fault, it's not! Don't even think it, I love you son, but I will not let you do this. You promise me right now that you will never tell anyone about your secret."Jonathan said, his voice cracking.
"I promise." Clark said instinctively, wanting to calm his father's worries. HE had made a promise to his father that he would keep. But he regretting making that promise an instant after he had said the words.
"Son, we will get through this together." Jonathan said as he put his hand on Clark's shoulder.
"Will we?" Clark said angry, "how is that possible when what he have to get through is being separated?" Clark wasn't mad at his parents. No he was mad at himself. He couldn't watch his mother cry, or his father worry due to him anymore, maybe it was better if they never had to deal with him again. "Dad, I' m sorry... I didn't mean to shout I just..."
"Sweetie, it's okay, we know how you must be feeling right now." Martha said hugging Clark.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Clark couldn't sleep, he was out wandering smallville. He ended up in the graveyard, like he had when he first found out who he REALLY was. But he felt ten times worse than he had that night. His life was going to change... for the worse. His parent's life were going ot be turned upside down, because of him. He had to fix it. But how could he? He couldn't tell anyone his secret. Then he knew what he had to do.
Clark didn't use his super speed, no he wanted the time to think, as he walked over to Lana's house at 2 am.
* * * * * * * *
Clark leaned over Lana's bed, and just stood there starring at how peaceful she looked, and how beautiful she was even when she was sleeping. He bent down and kissed her, whispering "I love you Lana, and I always will."
* * * * * * *
Lana woke up, having the strange feeling someone was just there, and if it had been even a few weeks ago, she would have just ignored it, but now she knew Clark's secrets, and she knew better