Lana Lang made her way slowly up the stairs. She had come over to Clark's house to talk, but when she saw the light on in the loft, she knew where he would be. She saw Clark standing by the window gazing across the night sky. She could tell something was wrong.

He had told her once that he retreated to Astronomy when things in the world weren't as he wished. She stood there for a few moments watching him, and debating whether or not to make herself known. She was about to say something when she heard a phone ring. She watched Clark, and noticed that he seemed lost in his thoughts, and wasn't going to answer the phone.

"Clark?" she said quietly, but still he remained standing against the window, not even moving a muscle. The soft night breeze didn't even seem to affect him. She decided she would come back later that night, maybe go talk to his parents.

Lana had heard that he was in trouble; she wanted to make things right by telling them that the note part was not Clark's fault, but hers. She began to slowly walk down the stairs, being as quiet as she could so as not to be heard. She was just about out of the barn, when she heard the low murmur of Clark's voice.

She knew it wasn't like her to ease drop, but Clark seemed so upset. Maybe this could help her help him. She sat quietly and listened carefully to the words that were being said.

"Why did you leave me? Why did you send me away, and now I have some kind of destiny, that will harm all those I love. No!" Clark's muffled deep voice came out clear, it was painful and sad. Lana was confused, "Destiny? Who is he talking too?" she thought to herself. She knew she should leave, but something told her she needed to stay. So she remained where she was standing.

"The people I love are here, why can't you just leave me be. I'll never be what you want me to be."

Lana jumped as the sound of a phone came into the air. She breathed heavily and began to walk out, when she heard the who was on the phone, again she stayed.

"Chloe Hey!" Clark's voice was suddenly cheerful; unlike it had been a few moments ago. "Listen, I just wanted to say that I was sorry again, your right I had no excuse on not finishing up my article."

Lana figured that it was just an accepting apologies phone call. She tried to pull herself away, but she heard her name, and decided it was her right to hear what they said about her behind her back.

"No Chloe, nothing is happening and nothing will happen. I told you before, Lana and I are just friends, nothing more. No…..No…..I don't think so…..just friends."

Lana should have expected that. She wished that she could hear both sides of the conversation, but from what she could guess, it was about her still. That's all they were anyways friends nothing more. Yet a sick feeling rose in her stomach. She was done ease dropping. She made he way to the car fighting back tears. "Lana get a grip, your friends, you always have been just friends, nothing has changed, why the heck are you getting so mad?" She thought to herself. "He just sounded so sure that he just wanted to be friends. I thought we were getting closer, but……" She was angry with herself for being so mad. She got lost in her thoughts and continued to walk. Just as she arrived at her car, she heard the Kent screen door open.

"Lana hey, I didn't know you were here." She turned to see Martha Kent taking out a trash bag.

"Oh, I just came by to see Clark, but he was busy." Lana said fighting to be brave and giving Mrs. Kent a fake smile.

Martha sensed that something was wrong. "Lana sweet heart are you alright?" She asked walking closer she could see the wet streaks down Lana's face.

"Oh yes, I am fine. I am sorry but I have to leave." Lana said quietly and opened the door to her car. She turned around quickly to say one more thing. "Mrs. Kent, I just wanted to say that it was my fault Clark got in trouble today, I slipped him a note, but he got caught, and I was talking to him in the torch during class, and….." She trailed off. "I am just sorry." She said one more time and without waiting for a reply she climbed into her car and drove off.

Clark had hung up with Chloe after a tense conversation. She had forgiven him, but it seemed to drive another wedge between their friendship. He had heard a car start, and glanced out his window to see Lana Lang driving away from his house. "That's strange….she didn't even come to see me." He thought disappointed. "She could have made my night all the better." He watched her turn from the Kent road onto the main road and her car sped of into the night. He stood there until it disappeared, then made his way down from the loft, and into the house.

"Hey Mom, Hey Dad." Clark called while he rummaged through the fridge.

"Hey son!" Jonathon called from the table where he and Martha were sitting. Martha knew she shouldn't bring anything up, but she was curious to know what had happened. She knew her son was in love with Lana, but why had she left in tears, and he acted as if nothing happened. She slowly moved over to her son.

"Clark, what have you been up too?" She asked casually, but she couldn't hide her concern from Clark. He looked at his mother confused.

"Oh I was just up in the loft thinking."

"Oh….."

"Mom… what is it?" he asked hearing her voice fall.

"Well, what did you and Lana talk about?" she said deciding to just get to the point.

"Lana? What are you talking about? I saw her drive away, but she wasn't ever in my loft. He said truly confused at what his mother was talking about.

"Clark, I found her making her way to her car while I was taking out the trash. Her cheeks were wet, and her voice shaky. She apologized for getting you in trouble, than left. She was walking from your loft so I thought……"

"Lana never came by my loft….." Clark said more to himself than his mother. He went back over the night. He was hurt and confused and was looking out the window. Had she come by then? He was talking to Chloe on the phone and had said……….. "Is that it?" he thought. "But she always told me and everyone that we were just friends. I mean the only reason I agree, is to keep from getting hurt." He was confused. He looked up and noticed his mother's eyes searching for an answer. "I….I need to go!" he said and with that he super sped out of the Kent's home.