Sorry I haven't updated this story in ages, I've kinda had writers block but I'm back! Enjoy!


Once we got into Smallville, Clark didn't want to go back to the farm yet. I could understand that. So we went to my house instead but that was a bad idea too. I had been away for a little while and never called once. My dad went crazy. I tried making up a story but he never bought it. He sent me to my room, such an old punishment. Clark followed me upstairs and into my bedroom. We sat down on my bed and started kissing passionately. It was simply amazing. He was such a great kissed. Then after we both pulled away, Clark grabbed his ears in pain.

"Whoa, Clark. What's wrong with you?" I held him at his sides because he was about to fall off the bed. Then he started shaking violently so I couldn't keep my hold on him anymore. I had to do something but knowing about Clark's abilities, I knew calling for an ambulance wouldn't help. I ran downstairs to get the phone and saw that my dad had gone out. Then I quickly dialled the Kent's but no-one answered. Holy sh!t. Clark was really hurt and I was completely lost. As I got back to my room and opened the door, Clark was gone.

Right I knew that Clark could run at the speed of light but he was just in a lot of pain. How could he recover so quickly? Maybe it was a fluke or maybe he was playing some fcuked up joke on me and if he was, he would be in so much trouble. All the places I thought he could have gone rushed through my mind. The caves? The farm? Smallville High? That coffee shop he always tells me about, The Talon? I had to check all of these places, starting with the caves. I quickly grabbed my cars keys from my bag, headed outside and went into my dad's other car. Then I headed for the caves.

When I arrived at the caves, I ran right through to the section where that dent in the wall was and there he was. Standing in front of the wall, stark naked. What a great view! Wait, back to the real deal. He must have heard me coming because he had now turned to face me. Clark looked more confused than I felt. I went towards him and took his hand but he never took mine.

"Are you alright Clark?" He edged away from me then turned away. Clark was really scaring me now. He did know who I was before but now, he was completely blank. He finally opened his mouth to speak but said nothing. "Clark? It's me, Peyton, your girlfriend."

"Peyton?" He whispered as he turned around and stared at me. At least he could speak. I started walking around him, trying to see if these were any scars or cuts on him. Nothing. This frightened me a lot. Something must have happened to Clark down here and I had to find out what. "Peyton... girlfriend?" He said to himself quietly. Clark was also trying to figure out what was happening around him. "Jor-El."

That really helped. Clark told me what Jor-El was like and I didn't want that son of a bitch ruining my relationship with Clark. Even thought I've only vaguely heard about Clark's birth father, from what I have heard, he's not the model father. I looked to Clark again and now he was examining the paintings on the cave walls. He looked really cute when he was confused. I walked over to him and ran my fingers through his hair. "Are you cold Clark?" He shook his head. "Oh, alright. C'mon, we'll go to the farm. I think you could do with some... clothes." I took a hold of his hand then lead him to the car. I got a blanket out of the trunk and put it over him. He had to cover up.

"I'm gonna take you back to the farm Clark. Your 'rents will know what's happening with you." Yes, I was well aware that I was practically talking to myself but I had to break the silence. Clark was trying to figure out how the car was moving I think. He looked pretty amazed, and then he looked to the back and saw another vehicle behind us. Man, this guy got amused very easily. "Just a few minutes and you'll be in a safe place." I was actually trying to reassure myself. I was absolutely terrified. But like I had said earlier, we were at the farm in a few minutes. I turned the engine off then helped Clark out of the car and took him into the house. As I walked in, Mrs. Kent noticed us straight away and rushed over to help.

"Clark!" She hugged him tightly but he never responded. Mrs. Kent pulled away, with the looks of worry and confusion on her face. "Peyton, what happened?"

"Well...uh..." It took me a while to bring myself to explain what happened but it eventually came out. "Clark decided to come back to Smallville but he didn't want to go here first so we went to my house. Then Clark starting holding his ears in pain so I left him in my room whilst I tried to call here but no-one answered. Once I went back to my room, he was gone so I went to the caves. When I got there, Clark was standing in front of the dent in the wall, completely naked. And he couldn't remember anything... except..." Should I tell her? It might freak her out but... she is Clark's mom, she has a right to know. "He said his biological father's name without me mentioning anything about the guy."

"Oh no, not now." Mrs. Kent mumbled under her breath, just loud enough for me to hear. "I'll go get Jonathon. Make sure Clark doesn't leave." She commanded.

Clark was now trying to read a school book... upside down. I went over beside him and turned the book the right way for him but I don't think it helped every much. Then he dropped the book and picked up a pen off the coffee table. I followed him upstairs into his bedroom and he started drawing on a notebook which was left on his desk. I looked over his shoulder. He started writing or drawing some crazy symbols I had seen somewhere before. Then I heard Mr. Kent shouting as he and his wife entered the house. I called back to them, signalling where we were. They quickly got to the room and when they did, Clark stopped drawing, stood up and faced us.

"Clark, son, what happened at the caves?" His father asked, trying not to annoy Clark. But Clark just kept a blank expression on his face. "Clark?"

Suddenly, Clark shot out his arm and grabbed his father by the throat, then lifted him a few inches off the ground. He started screaming in pain. Then, Clark quickly turned his head and started staring towards me. Now I was really scared. Clark released his father and let him fall to the ground, and then he came over to me. I edged backwards until I felt the wall behind me. "Clark... Clark, please... please don't hurt anyone. I love you." I was on my knees now, tears running down my face. Slowly lifting my head up, my eyes met with his. He had a smirk over his face and that scared me even more.

"Clark Kent is no more but he still had human feelings for you." Instead of being scared, I became very confused. Why was he referring to himself in the third person? He is Clark Kent.

"What the fcuk do you mean? You are Clark Kent!" He laughed a little then lifted me up onto my feet. Then he pulled me into a kiss but I pushed away. I knew that this wasn't my boyfriend. This wasn't Clark Kent.

"You know, I don't even know why he put up with you for so long. Oh wait... now I do. That night in Metropolis. That amazing night." That set me right off. I slapped him across the face and ran out of the room. He followed me, but he didn't use his super-speed since he had no idea where I was going. I ran right outside and to the barn.

Before we went to Metropolis, Clark had shown me where he kept some green meteor rock and I knew that I had to use that on him. As I got up to the loft, I franticly searched for the lead box until a large hand grabbed my shoulder and spun me around.

"Clark, please. Don't do anything you'll regret." Before I could get the green meteor rock, Clark super-sped to where he hid the box and threw it out of the loft. Then he pushed me into the wall behind me. I thought it was going to collapse but luckily it didn't. That smirk was still stuck on his face and it was still scaring the hell out of me. I knew if I tried to run away again, he would just follow me, knowing that I couldn't harm him. "Clark! Just... just leave me alone!" He took my arm with a tight hold and threw me to the stairs. I nearly tripped backwards. Then I ran towards him but he threw me again and this time, I fell over the ledge and onto my back.

After around ten minutes of lying on the ground, Clark sped down the stairs and bent down beside me. But the difference now was he didn't have a smirk across his face, he looked concerned about me. "Peyton, I'm so sorry. Something came over me and I couldn't control myself." He quickly helped me sit up and lifted me in his arms. "I'll take you back to my house, OK?" I didn't dare argue back in case Clark went all crazy again.

The pain in my back was getting worse now. I wish I could have passed out but my body wouldn't let me. Once Clark got me into the house, he gently laid me down on the sofa and called on his parents. They came down cautiously in case their son tried to hurt them again. "Mom, dad, I'm so sorry for what I did. I couldn't stop myself." How can't a guy stop himself from doing some twisted and up things?

"What do you mean sweetie?" His mother asked, sounding quite concerned.

"Well, I could see and hear what I was doing and saying but I had no self-control over myself." Gee, that really makes everything more clear.

"So, who was controlling you then?"

"I don't know mom. It was really weird." Weird? Weird! This was freaking me out!

"OK Clark, don't worry baby."

"But mom, I could have hurt dad or Peyton a lot more if I didn't snap out of it quicker." He was right you know. I forced myself to stand and walked over to Clark.

"Don't blame yourself Clark, I knew it wasn't you." I think everyone knew that but I just wanted to make it clearer. He put his arm around my waist and pulled me towards him then kissed me gently on the head. His parents smiled slightly as they looked at each other.

"Thanks babe." I giggled a little then Clark became a bit more serious after he saw the look on his parents faces. "Uh... I'm gonna take Peyton to the hospital, just to get checked-out."

"OK son and don't be home too late!" His father shouted back as Clark and I walked out of the house and into the red pick-up truck I came to love.

Clark never spoke much when he took me to the hospital because he was probably still confused about what happened earlier, much like myself. I couldn't stand the tension between us now so I came out with the first thing that popped into my head.

"Did you actually mean that?" I looked at him after I asked him this.

"Mean what? You mean about the Metropolis thing I somehow brought up?" God, this guy is the slowest person ever.

"Yeah. That kinda hurt me."

"I didn't even know about that, what did it mean?"

"Well..." I didn't want to retell that day but since Clark could actually remember, I might as well. "You bought beer so I thought I might as well drink some. But them I drank a little too much and you kinda... took advantage of me and forced me into having sex with you." I could look at him now so I started staring at my feet.

"Really? I'm so sorry Peyton."

"I knew that it wasn't you Clark, no need to be sorry." He took the hand which was closest to me off the steering wheel and took mine. In just a few minutes, we arrived at Smallville medical centre. Clark helped me inside and sat me down in the accident & emergency area then told a nurse about me. But just like any other hospital, they were quite busy so I had to wait a while.

"Miss Willis?" A doctor called after forty-five minutes of waiting. Clark helped me up then we went into the doctor's office. It was pretty messy. Files lying all over the place. I took a seat at his table whilst Clark stood behind me. "So, what seems to be wrong Miss Willis?"

"It's my back. I fell down the stairs and landed very it." I hated lying but if I did tell the truth, it could get Clark into trouble.

"Ok. Follow me to x-ray and you can get checked out." I stood up and followed the doctor to the x-ray room but Clark went back into the waiting room.

It took ten minutes to take a few x-rays and once it was done, I went back to the waiting. Clark had gone but I didn't know where. I went to the reception area to see if they knew.

"Excuse me; did the young man who brought me in leave?" The woman behind the desk put down the phone that was in her hand and turned towards me.

"Who? Clark Kent?" I nodded. "No, he just went for a wonder around the place. He'll find someone he knows somewhere in here."

"Small town." We said simultaneously. That's what everyone around Smallville said. "Thanks for the info." I gave her a friendly smile then sat back down. After another twenty minutes of waiting, the same doctor that spoke to me earlier, called on me again.

"Ok Miss Willis, your back is mildly bruised but nothing major is hurt. You should be fine." Thank god.

"Thanks for the good news."

"Well, you're good to go miss." With everything cleared up, I left his office and looked for Clark. He was just about to go in an elevator when I found him.

"Looking for anyone in particular?" I walked out to him and kissed him on the cheek. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder then pulled me into the elevator, which had just arrived.

"Going to see how Dr. Bryce is doing, after what happened." Clark told me that the plane that was taking Lex and Dr. Bryce on their honeymoon crashed somewhere. Lex was missing.

Once we got to the correct floor, Clark went over to speak to a nurse he knew and asked where Dr. Bryce was. I stood against a wall close by when a stretcher rushed past me. The person who was on it looked very familiar. Then it came to me. It was my dad. Well, that's what I thought. Clark came back and saw that I looked worried.

"Peyton? What's wrong?" He held my hand tightly and lifted me head up to look at him.

"I think... I think that was my dad."