Ok, Chapter 12. The plot will thicken and you will be on the edges of your
seats...I hope...well enjoy. As always I do not own Smallville or The X-
men...how many times do I have to say that any way? I took peoples advice
this time and I have started to double space the conversations for a better
read...I hope it helps. Tell me if it does. And now on with the story.
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Smallville
Pete Ross was a very confused person right now, Lana was questioning him every moment, and Chloe was in Super Reporter Chick mode. He had to get to the bottom of this situation, and to do that he would have to confront the Kent's, if something happened to Clark they would know...they had to know this time...Clark wouldn't go all berserk again...he had already done that and had come back. He was too strong now mentally to go to the "dark side" for lack of better words. Something had to be going on...and well he was tired of all the questions from Chloe. The drive to the Kent's house was a trip that he had taken thousands of times before, today however, it seemed to take longer then usual.
Martha Kent was working in her garden when she noticed the familiar car coming down the drive it was Pete. What was she going to tell him, he was Clark's best friend. She had to tell him something, but what to tell him was the problem. Pete was getting out of his car now and walking toward her. She knew that there was only one thing she could do, she had to tell him the truth. Clark would want it that way, plus not telling him went against everything that she stood for. Pete's car came to a stop in the drive way, he had a very worried look on his face when he stepped out of the car.
"Good Morning Pete, What can I help you with?" Martha asked.
"Where's Clark? No one knows where he is, were all starting to wonder. I know Clark Mrs. Kent, he wouldn't just leave again. Not after what happened last time." Pete got strait to the point of his visit in confronting her. Pete was not going to let this go; he was as close to Clark as anyone.
"Don't worry Pete, Clark's fine." Martha pointed out, knowing that wouldn't satisfy him. "Why don't you come in the house, I have some of my cookies just out of the oven. We can talk." Pete got the hint at what she was saying. Mrs. Kent knew where Clark was, she just wouldn't tell him in the open. This was the most guarded family in Smallville; they didn't take any chances, especially when it came to their secrets and Clark. The house was brightly lit with all of the sun coming into the kitchen, and just as Mrs. Kent had said there was a plate of cookies on the table. Pete couldn't help thinking to him self that if Clark had been here those cookies would have been gone by now.
"So Where is Clark?" Pete asked once they had sat down at the table.
"Pete, have you ever heard of mutants?" Mrs. Kent asked.
"Yah of course, who hasn't, but what do they have to do with Clark missing." Pete asked, wondering just where this conversation was going.
"It has everything to do with Clark being gone. He isn't missing Pete. A few weeks ago a few of them arrived. Apparently they thought Clark was a mutant too. We didn't want him to leave with them Pete, but it was Clark's decision to leave for a while." Martha informed a very stunned Pete.
"You let him leave with them...I don't understand Mrs. Kent how you could let Clark just leave like that." Pete told her. "Do they know that he's not a mutant?" He asked.
"Yes they do know, at least a few of them know, to the rest of the school he's just another mutant. You have to understand Pete that Clark needed to be with people like him self. He's not an outsider there, he has friends. It won't be forever, just a month, maybe two.
"I'm sorry Mrs. Kent but, I don't understand. Clark knows that we are okay with him being different. So why would he want to be around people like them." Pete stood up astounded at his own words. Despite knowing secrets about Clark and his abilities, Pete did not like Mutants. They were just as dangerous as meteor mutants, maybe more. He didn't know...what he did know was that he did not like the idea of Clark being with them.
"I'm sorry that you feel that way Clark, but Mr. Kent and I have both learned in this few weeks that Clark needs to be around people like him. Perhaps he always has needed that, so that he wouldn't have to lie to people, like he does now." Martha Kent informed Pete. "Clark wants to be their, and even though myself, Mr. Kent or even you don't want him to be their, its not our decision to make." Martha finished and picked up the plate of cookies and placed it on the kitchen counter.
"Well, I can see how you feel, when Clark does come back ask him to come and see me." Pete started to walk out of the kitchen. "Don't worry Mrs. Kent I won't tell any one what I know, about Clark and where he is. Though I suggest you watch out for Chloe, she's in super reporter mode again, and this time she's not going to stop till she finds some answers." Pete informed Mrs. Kent. She smiled; she could just imagine the state that Chloe was in now. They would have to be very careful about what they said around her.
"Thank you Pete, I know I can trust you." Martha comforted Pete, but he just walked out to his car and drove off. She was worried, what would he do, and what was his problem with the mutants. Martha started to clean up the kitchen area when the phone rang.
"Hello" Martha said as she picked up the phone.
"Hi, Mom, it's me Clark." Clark's familiar voice said on the other end of the phone call.
"How are you doing Clark?" She asked as she sat down at the kitchen table. She was very happy to hear his voice again.
"I'm good, I miss home of course, but I'm making a lot of friends here." Clark said excitedly.
"That's good to hear Clark, We all miss you too. People are starting to wonder where you are though. Pete stopped by; he said Chloe is on another of her reporter vibes trying to find out where you are." She told him.
"That sounds like Chloe, what did you tell Pete, you told him the truth right?" Clark asked.
"Of course we did Clark, he wasn't too happy though about you being with mutants, I tried to explain it to him, but he wouldn't listen." She sounded worried about the situation. Clark was worried himself about how things were going in Smallville.
"Maybe I should come back soon so that people don't get too worried about me." He said distantly.
"Only you can make that decision Clark, but whatever you decide your father and I are both behind you." His mother told him.
"I know that mom, I have to go now. I have a class in a few minutes." Clark informed her not wanting the conversation to end.
"Bye Clark," Martha Kent said.
"Bye" Clark said, he waited till his mother hung up the phone till he did. He didn't know what to do now. If people were worried and searching for him, perhaps he should go back to Smallville. Clark sighed as he picked up his books for Chemistry. In the hallways were all of the people that he had met in the few weeks that he had been there. They smiled at him as he passed or said the occasional "Hello Clark". He felt so welcome in this place, so at home. He wanted to stay, but if he did. What would happen to all of his friends at his real home, he would be abandoning them. There was no time to think over the situation as his chemistry class started. Ms. Monroe did not like people with wandering thoughts in her class.
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Well, that is Chapter 12. I hope you enjoyed it. This is definitely a long chapter for me...my longest ever. Now it is time for you the readers to review, if you don't there will be no new chapter.
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Smallville
Pete Ross was a very confused person right now, Lana was questioning him every moment, and Chloe was in Super Reporter Chick mode. He had to get to the bottom of this situation, and to do that he would have to confront the Kent's, if something happened to Clark they would know...they had to know this time...Clark wouldn't go all berserk again...he had already done that and had come back. He was too strong now mentally to go to the "dark side" for lack of better words. Something had to be going on...and well he was tired of all the questions from Chloe. The drive to the Kent's house was a trip that he had taken thousands of times before, today however, it seemed to take longer then usual.
Martha Kent was working in her garden when she noticed the familiar car coming down the drive it was Pete. What was she going to tell him, he was Clark's best friend. She had to tell him something, but what to tell him was the problem. Pete was getting out of his car now and walking toward her. She knew that there was only one thing she could do, she had to tell him the truth. Clark would want it that way, plus not telling him went against everything that she stood for. Pete's car came to a stop in the drive way, he had a very worried look on his face when he stepped out of the car.
"Good Morning Pete, What can I help you with?" Martha asked.
"Where's Clark? No one knows where he is, were all starting to wonder. I know Clark Mrs. Kent, he wouldn't just leave again. Not after what happened last time." Pete got strait to the point of his visit in confronting her. Pete was not going to let this go; he was as close to Clark as anyone.
"Don't worry Pete, Clark's fine." Martha pointed out, knowing that wouldn't satisfy him. "Why don't you come in the house, I have some of my cookies just out of the oven. We can talk." Pete got the hint at what she was saying. Mrs. Kent knew where Clark was, she just wouldn't tell him in the open. This was the most guarded family in Smallville; they didn't take any chances, especially when it came to their secrets and Clark. The house was brightly lit with all of the sun coming into the kitchen, and just as Mrs. Kent had said there was a plate of cookies on the table. Pete couldn't help thinking to him self that if Clark had been here those cookies would have been gone by now.
"So Where is Clark?" Pete asked once they had sat down at the table.
"Pete, have you ever heard of mutants?" Mrs. Kent asked.
"Yah of course, who hasn't, but what do they have to do with Clark missing." Pete asked, wondering just where this conversation was going.
"It has everything to do with Clark being gone. He isn't missing Pete. A few weeks ago a few of them arrived. Apparently they thought Clark was a mutant too. We didn't want him to leave with them Pete, but it was Clark's decision to leave for a while." Martha informed a very stunned Pete.
"You let him leave with them...I don't understand Mrs. Kent how you could let Clark just leave like that." Pete told her. "Do they know that he's not a mutant?" He asked.
"Yes they do know, at least a few of them know, to the rest of the school he's just another mutant. You have to understand Pete that Clark needed to be with people like him self. He's not an outsider there, he has friends. It won't be forever, just a month, maybe two.
"I'm sorry Mrs. Kent but, I don't understand. Clark knows that we are okay with him being different. So why would he want to be around people like them." Pete stood up astounded at his own words. Despite knowing secrets about Clark and his abilities, Pete did not like Mutants. They were just as dangerous as meteor mutants, maybe more. He didn't know...what he did know was that he did not like the idea of Clark being with them.
"I'm sorry that you feel that way Clark, but Mr. Kent and I have both learned in this few weeks that Clark needs to be around people like him. Perhaps he always has needed that, so that he wouldn't have to lie to people, like he does now." Martha Kent informed Pete. "Clark wants to be their, and even though myself, Mr. Kent or even you don't want him to be their, its not our decision to make." Martha finished and picked up the plate of cookies and placed it on the kitchen counter.
"Well, I can see how you feel, when Clark does come back ask him to come and see me." Pete started to walk out of the kitchen. "Don't worry Mrs. Kent I won't tell any one what I know, about Clark and where he is. Though I suggest you watch out for Chloe, she's in super reporter mode again, and this time she's not going to stop till she finds some answers." Pete informed Mrs. Kent. She smiled; she could just imagine the state that Chloe was in now. They would have to be very careful about what they said around her.
"Thank you Pete, I know I can trust you." Martha comforted Pete, but he just walked out to his car and drove off. She was worried, what would he do, and what was his problem with the mutants. Martha started to clean up the kitchen area when the phone rang.
"Hello" Martha said as she picked up the phone.
"Hi, Mom, it's me Clark." Clark's familiar voice said on the other end of the phone call.
"How are you doing Clark?" She asked as she sat down at the kitchen table. She was very happy to hear his voice again.
"I'm good, I miss home of course, but I'm making a lot of friends here." Clark said excitedly.
"That's good to hear Clark, We all miss you too. People are starting to wonder where you are though. Pete stopped by; he said Chloe is on another of her reporter vibes trying to find out where you are." She told him.
"That sounds like Chloe, what did you tell Pete, you told him the truth right?" Clark asked.
"Of course we did Clark, he wasn't too happy though about you being with mutants, I tried to explain it to him, but he wouldn't listen." She sounded worried about the situation. Clark was worried himself about how things were going in Smallville.
"Maybe I should come back soon so that people don't get too worried about me." He said distantly.
"Only you can make that decision Clark, but whatever you decide your father and I are both behind you." His mother told him.
"I know that mom, I have to go now. I have a class in a few minutes." Clark informed her not wanting the conversation to end.
"Bye Clark," Martha Kent said.
"Bye" Clark said, he waited till his mother hung up the phone till he did. He didn't know what to do now. If people were worried and searching for him, perhaps he should go back to Smallville. Clark sighed as he picked up his books for Chemistry. In the hallways were all of the people that he had met in the few weeks that he had been there. They smiled at him as he passed or said the occasional "Hello Clark". He felt so welcome in this place, so at home. He wanted to stay, but if he did. What would happen to all of his friends at his real home, he would be abandoning them. There was no time to think over the situation as his chemistry class started. Ms. Monroe did not like people with wandering thoughts in her class.
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Well, that is Chapter 12. I hope you enjoyed it. This is definitely a long chapter for me...my longest ever. Now it is time for you the readers to review, if you don't there will be no new chapter.