Chapter 7

Clark slowly opened the door to the room Chloe was in. Chloe was lying on the bed, her back to him, staring out of the window. His footsteps made the floor creak.

Chloe sat up and turned around. She smiled at him.

"Hey, Clark! Listen, I'm sorry for giving you such a hard time before. I know you were just looking out for my cousin."

Clark smiled suggestively at her. Chloe, suddenly uncomfortable, but unable to think why, stood up.

"How is Lana? Is she okay with what you did for Lois?"

Clark shrugged.

"I don't know."

"You don't know?"

"No, I don't know." Clark repeated, folding his arms.

"Well, is she downstairs?"

"Who?"

"Lana, Clark! Is Lana downstairs?"

Clark shrugged again.

"She left the house. She's probably out with the locals....in the barn."

"What locals?"

Clark didn't answer, so Chloe sighed, a little irritated with his behavior and got up to look out of the window. Chloe could not see the barn from where she stood. She turned from the window and moved to leave the room, so she could find a view of it.

But Clark blocked her way.

"Clark, come on, stop playing around, okay? I want to see what's going on out in the barn."

"Always the reporter, hey?" Clark asked, reaching for the snap of Chloe's jeans. She slapped his hand away!

"Hey! Clark....have you been drinking or something? Your fight with Lana couldn't have been that bad."

"Why do I have to be drunk, Chloe? Maybe I just realized that you're the one I've wanted this whole time." he said, leaning in to kiss her. Chloe's eyes opened wide with shock, as Clark's mouth suddenly possessed her own! Whoa! Something was definitely off!

She gently pushed him away.

"Clark, I don't know if this is a rebound thing or what, but I have to go out to the barn and...."

She stopped talking suddenly. Connor was standing in the doorway. And he did not like what he was seeing!

"What the hell is going on here?" Connor asked, his voice calm. Clark grinned and turned around to face him.

"Hey, Connor! How's your blood-sucking father?"

"Clark!" Chloe gasped, shocked by his insensitivity. She had seen him this way before, but Clark never really had an explanation for what made him act this way. It was just one more thing about Clark Kent she could never figure out. She suspected his fight with Lana was making him act this way.

Clark hid his ringed hand, behind his back. He remembered the last time, how his common, Gomer Pyle like parents, had taken the ring from him, throwing him back into this lowly existence of bailing hay and rotating crops.

But no more.

Connor eyed Clark. He smelled different now. But why? And did he really have the time to find out? And why had he just been kissing Chloe?

Connor stretched his hand out towards Chloe.

"I need to talk to you."

"Yeah, well, I'd get the hell out of here if I were you." Clark said slyly. Chloe gave him an alarmed look.

"Why?" she asked.

"Because there's a 'vampire posse' out in the barn there. They know you're the son of the main vampire that's been killing around here." Clark lied.

Chloe looked from Clark to Connor. She walked up to him.

"We do need to talk."

"Chloe, I have to leave. I won't risk your safety by dragging you into my problems."

"Connor....you can't just leave without telling me what's going on. I need to know who you really are...." she trailed off, thinking of the child she could very well be carrying. For her baby's sake, she needed to know everything about Connor. Everything to expect. She needed to know who, or what, he really was.

"Chloe, please, don't make this any harder," Connor's voice cracked. Clark looked away, trying to keep from laughing! What a whining ass! He should've just left in the night and not said a word! But no! He's here quivering and crying!

Chloe touched Connor's face.

"I know of a place we can go. We'll be alone and safe. Let me come with you. We can talk, and you can tell me everything."

"Do you want to hear everything, Chloe? Really, I mean, it's a lot to process."

Chloe nodded.

"I want to hear all of it." she said firmly. Connor kissed her and Clark looked away, thinking he was going to be sick! Great! Connor had 'cock-blocked' him! There was no way he was getting any action from Chloe now!

Chloe let go of Connor and looked back at Clark.

"I'll call you and let you know where I am, okay?"

Like I give a damn! Clark thought. But he pasted on a smile.

"Yes, go do your thing." he said sarcastically. Chloe frowned and began to pull Connor away. But he did not move.

"You have a problem, Kent?"

"No, Connor," Chloe answered for Clark, "he's just a bit stressed over Lana. They had a fight."

"Well, you'd better try and get in her good graces, Kent. It looks like Luthor has a thing for your girlfriend."

Clark's eyes lit up!

"Really? How do you know this?"

"Yeah? How do you know that?" Chloe asked, not really believing it. Connor looked over at her.

"We got it out of him during his confession. That's part of what I want to tell you. Lois was there too and heard it all."

"Well let's go then. Bye, Clark!"

Clark smiled at Chloe, then smirked at Connor.

"Goodbye." he said, as Chloe pulled a suspicious Connor, down the hallway. Clark walked to the doorway and stood there. Lex wanted Lana? Hmmmm, interesting.

Jonathan and Martha decided to go to the town meeting with Mr. Griffin and the others, for show. They didn't let on how much they already knew about the 'vampire situation'. There was a mob mentality already in the works, and the Kent's suspected that anyone not with the program, could be in as much danger as the vampires themselves!

Lana touched Martha's arm.

"Could I ride with you? I want to find out what's going on."

"Honey.....sure, come on." Martha said, putting an arm around her. Just as they were about to walk out of the barn, Clark appeared.

"What's going on here?" Clark asked, trying to keep his tone light. He kept his ring finger behind his back.

"Lana is coming along with your father and I to the town meeting." Martha said, probing her son's eyes. It was obvious that the couple had had a fight, and it was her hope that Clark could use the time alone to make up with Lana.

Clark reached out with his other hand and touched Lana's arm.

"Lana, I think we really need to talk. Don't go....please?"

Lana gave him a wary look, then nodded. Martha smiled, then patted Clark on the shoulder. She soon caught up with Jonathan and the others.

That left Lana alone with Clark.

"Okay, Clark. What is it you want to say?" she asked. Clark closed the barn doors and locked them. Lana raised a brow.

"What are you doing?"

"Giving us some privacy." he said. He then suddenly picked her up, so that her feet dangled in the air, and began kissing her!

Lana had to really struggle to break free! Actually, when Clark did set her back down, she realized she hadn't actually broken free. Clark let her go.

"What is the matter with you?!" she hissed. "I thought you wanted to talk!"

"Lana, our problems have nothing to do with secrets and things like that! We have waited too long to be together, and now....well, now you're cranky, that's all."

"I'm cranky?! From a lack of sex? That's what you're telling me?"

"You told the vampire that!"

"God, Clark! How many times do I have to tell you, I did not tell that monster anything! He must've overheard Chloe and me! God! What is the matter with you?"

"Maybe your chastity belt is getting old for me...and tired." Clark sneered, looking her up and down. Lana shook her head.

"You know what, Clark? Go to hell!"

"I'm in a relationship with a girl with permanently locked ankles! I'd say I'm already there!"

Lana just stared at him, hurt and appalled.

"YOU were the one that said that we should wait until the time is right! And now, suddenly, while people are dying around us, and you've lied to me, AGAIN, you want to just go at it in this barn?!"

Clark waved a hand at her in disgust!

"Go, Lana! Get out! Go! I'm through with this!"

"I'm though with you too, Clark!" Lana snapped, moving around him and unlocking the barn doors. Clark watched as she ran towards his parents truck, begging for a ride to the meeting. Jonathan, who was driving, glanced over at Clark, who was now standing in the doorway of the barn. Clark shrugged, as if he didn't know why in the world Lana would be so upset. He then turned and went back in the barn.

Clark ran and kicked a tied stack of hay, whipping it into the air. It landed near one of the barn walls. He then began swinging his arms back and forth. He was SO bored!

Clark went back to the door of the barn. His parents truck was gone, thank God! It was as he considered going over to Lex's, and maybe rescuing him from his 'vampire beatdown', in exchange for the use of one his his pricier vehicles, that Clark spotted his truck.

Lois. Lois Lane.

Lois hopped out of the truck, then began hopping towards the house, when Clark called out to her loudly.

"Oh, Lois!"

Lois stopped and turned around. She saw Clark standing in the doorway of the barn! Damn! Now she would have to listen to some sort of lecture about stealing his truck!

Lois hopped the trek over to the barn. When Clark could see that she was getting close, he casually walked inside. Lois hopped in and collapsed on a haystack.

"You could've at least met me halfway!"

Clark smiled down at her.

"I'm sorry. That was ignorant of me. I'm an ignorant hound."

"I'll say! Look, I'm sorry for stealing your truck, but I've had a really hard day." she said, looking away. She still couldn't believe that her father had tried to sell her down the river to Lex Luthor! All so he could tinker with some vampires? Oh, and she needed to see Chloe, then call her father! She was never speaking to him as long as she lived! She was never speaking to Lex again either!

Lois looked back at Clark, and was surprised when he sat down on the haystack next to her. He sat very close.

"Why don't you tell me about your day?" he offered in a soft voice. Lois began to stand up, using his shoulder for leverage.

"Why? So you can tell me I told you so? Okay, Clark, since you're being so nosy, I'll tell you. I went over to Lex's and found out that Lex sold out Connor and his father, to my FATHER, so that he could experiment on them. Lex gets a formula and has to marry me, but he really doesn't want to because I'm not beautiful in a 'Lana Way'. I think he's after Lana, Clark, so you'd better watch your back and...."

Clark grabbed her around the waist and pulled her down into his lap! Lois suddenly forgot about the pain in her foot.

"What are you doing?" she asked, still a bit stunned.

"I know Lex is after Lana," Clark lied. "He's the reason she won't sleep with me. She just admitted to me today that she has feelings for him."

Lois's mouth dropped open!

"Oh God! There has to be some kind of mistake....Lana actually said that? I don't know Clark, I mean he may have feelings for her, but I doubt she...."

Clark's mouth fastened onto hers to keep her quiet. When he broke off the kiss, Clark looked into her eyes.

"Being beautiful in a 'Lana Way', is overrated, don't you think? Lex tried to trick you. Lana lied to me. Let's find out what they'll both be missing by making fools of us."

"Clark, I don't think...."

Clark kissed her again. Lois tried to ignore the feelings he was stirring up in her. This was wrong. This was a rebound thing. Only, she had no one to really rebound from, and this thing with Lana had to be a mistake.....but....Clark was not the type to lie.....

Lois grabbed his face, and their kisses grew more and more heated, until she found herself being picked up and carried over to one of the stalls. Clark reached for the door of the stall with one hand, and pulled it off!

"Uh, what was that?!" Lois asked, wide eyed.

"It was broken anyway." he murmured, carrying her inside and laying her down into the hay. Finally! The third time was definitely the charm!

Lilah got out of her limo, just as General Sam Lane, got out of his own vehicle. They were meeting in a very out of the way place in Smallville.

Then again, every place in this town looked out of the way.

Lilah offered him her outstretched hand. Sam Lane ignored it.

"I'm not interested in any other freak project."

"But General, what I have to offer you will more than compensate you for the loss of Angel and Connor. Don't you even want to...."

"You were supposed to help Lex make the deal I made with him, happen! I have people to answer to now, no thanks to Lex and yourself. Oh, and you can tell him to forget it. Our arrangement is null and void."

"Would that be in reference to the formula or your daughter's hand in marriage?"

Sam Lane scowled!

"Both! I would've have my Lo married to someone who could mess up so easily. Lex will never be the man his father was."

"I'm sure he'll be happy to hear that."

"Those vampires, the one named, 'Angel', he's the CEO of your law firm, isn't he?"

"Yes. That's why maybe you can see why we can't afford to lose him. And Connor is not a vampire. So I doubt he'd be of much help to you."

Sam Lane shook his head in disgust.

"Thank God for my niece that he's not a damned vampire! You couldn't talk to your superiors about at least helping me take Angel down...."

"I did. That's why I've put something else on the table. Now if you'd just listen...."

Sam Lane held a hand up.

"And I've told you, that this project I'm heading doesn't call for 'something else'. It calls for the vampires I requested."

"And you're not even willing to meet Lex halfway? The new specimen, for the formula? I mean, you could take the marriage thing off of the table." Lilah suggested.

"I'm not in the business of meeting people 'halfway', Ms. Morgan. And you can bet the 'marriage thing' is off of the table. I just wanted my little girl to be provided for, but I wouldn't be surprised if Lex squanders the fortune his father built. Good day to you." he said gruffly, as he took out a cigar and walked back to his vehicle. Lilah sighed as the car screeched past. It looked as if that whole red rock thing had been a waste of time. And, if she had any sense of conscious or decency, she would find a way to get it off of Clark Kent's hand, before something really bad happened.

But of course, she had neither. So Clark was on his own, as was anyone that crossed his path. Oh well.