A/N: Any ideas on how to start chapter 5 would be greatly appreciated, I love hearing from my readers, so if you have any ideas or anything you'd like to see happen in future chapters, please, feel free to let me know!

Disclaimer: Do I really have to go through this again? You should know how this works by now...I don't own em, I'm just using em for entertainment purposes

Chapter 4

The city looked different from when Clark had last seen it, though he couldn't quite tell how. He walked along the sidewalk for a bit until he came to a corner where he saw a homeless man sitting on a bench with a dog curled at his feet. Clark tapped him gently to wake him up.

"Whad ya wan?" the man asked, opening one eye and peering at the rain-soaked teenager through it.

"Could you tell me how to get to Metropolis General Hospital?" Clark asked him.

"Down the street a couple blocks then take a left." the man grunted, angry at being disturbed.

"Thanks. Sorry to bother you." Clark told him, waiting until he'd fallen asleep again then super-speeding in the direction the man had pointed him in.

Once inside the hospital, he walked up to the front desk. "Excuse me," he called, tapping his foot impatiently.

"Can I help you, young man?" a pretty blonde receptionist asked him, staring at him through glasses that looked like they could fall off her face at any given moment.

"I'm looking for Lex Luthor's room, he was admitted this afternoon." Clark told her.

"Are you family?" the lady asked. "Cuz only family is allowed in there right now."

"I'm his brother," Clark told her, hoping she wouldn't see through his lie. After having to lie about his secret all these years, he'd grown quite good at it and usually people believed him.

The lady squinted at him as if she was trying to tell whether or not he was lying, then gave up and pointed to a cubicle a couple feet from her. "Mr. Luthor is over there," she told him.

Clark thanked her and walked into the room.

"Clark, I'm glad you're here." Lex groaned, trying to sit up. After a couple minutes he gave up and glared at the tubes he was hooked up to that were restraining his movements.

"Don't move," Clark told him, sitting down in the chair next to his bed. "Why didn't you call me, Lex?" he asked, hurt filling his voice.

"I didn't want to bother you," Lex said. "Besides, you were still in school. When Joelene said she was going to call you, I told her not to worry about it and instead she called Smallville General and they ended up flying me here." he explained.

Clark frowned at him, then realized he couldn't stay mad at him for very long. "I guess I can understand that," he said. "What have the doctors told you?"

"So far, nothing." Lex told him. "They're trying to get ahold of my father, but I told them don't bother, unless I'm dying my father won't drop everything to come and see how I'm doing." he said bitterly, just as a dark haired middle aged man walked into the room.

"You must be Mr. Kent," he said, shaking Clark's hand. "I'm Franzis Iyzarro, we spoke on the phone."

"What's wrong with Lex, Doctor?" Clark asked, cutting right to the point.

"Well, when he was brought in complaining of chest pains, we did some tests and found that he'd been infected with meteor dust," the doctor explained. "His mansion was built on one of the sites of the meteor explosion and there must still be some there that he was exposed to."

"What are you saying?" Lex asked.

"In a word, that your genetic structure has been altered." the Doctor explained, a bit more calmly than Lex and Clark liked.

"Meaning?" Clark asked, starting to become really frustrated with this doctor.

"Mr. Luthor's stomach pains aren't from the flu or food poisioning or anything else we'd thought possible." Iyzarro responded, staring intently at the two young men in front of him. "Mr. Luthor is pregnant."