Martha Kent handed a cup of coffee to Christy and she sipped it quietly. As Martha and Jonathon waited for answers as to why a girl was in nothing but a dirty towel. Jonathon was also very curious as to why he flaunted his powers to Lana.

"Well? Care to explain any of this???" Jonathon finally asked after silence. Christy closed her eyes for a moment, she still ached and she was extremely tired.

"Well, mom, dad, this is Christy. She appeared in Lana's body this morning. I don't know exactly where she came from, she says she is from earth, but she knows all about me and what I can do."

Jonathon and Martha stared in disbelief.

Christy started to doze off and accidentally slipped from the stool, Clark, immediately caught and laid her down on the couch in the living room. He tried to avoid looking at Christy's bare skin, he tried to get some clothes, but as soon as he entered the house, his mom and dad were right there, waiting for answers.

"Clark..." Jonathon called and Clark rolled his eyes. He would know get another lecture from his dad. 'It might be a trick from Jor-el, we don't know where she is from, how can she know all about you, blah blah blah"

"Dad... I trust her. She was just as scared as I was. She is human, and she knows my future. She knows what is to become of me."

"You think she came from the future?" Martha asked

"No, I don't think so." Clark replied. They all sat in silence looking at the girl, dead asleep on the couch.

"It's like a female version of Clark" Martha said, in the morning, seeing Christy still asleep on the couch.

"I am still suspicious of this girl; Clark is watching her so closely." Jonathon replied.

"She knows his secret, and he didn't have to tell her. And he holds her secret about where she came from. It's about time he finds someone where he is not leaving his life out."

"Talking about me?" Clark smiled as he stepped down the stairs.

"Yeah, what are we supposed to do with her today?" Martha asked as Clark opened the refrigerator and pulled out an apple.

"How about I go to school with Clark? I'm a senior." They all turned to Christy, who was sitting up on the couch, her in a tangled mess.

"This doesn't sound like a good idea..." Jonathon started.

"I'm not going to go into the halls and scream Clark is an alien." Christy interrupted.

"Yeah dad, everything will be fine." Clark said, biting into the apple. "School starts in half an hour." He smiled at Christy.

"I am sure the world will love my towel outfit, and bird's nest hair-do." Christy replied.

"Let me go see if we have anything for you to wear." Clark said as he went back up the stairs, and Christy followed him up the creaky staircase.

"Clark is being so care-free; it is almost as if she is a human red kryptonite." Jonathon grunted as he watched then go upstairs.

"I agree he is being a little tipsy, but of course something like this had never happened before." Martha replied to Jonathon, who rubbed his head in frustration.