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Jonathan stared at his son, speechless, and not trusting himself to say anything.
It was Martha who ended up breaking the silence. "Is it Lana?" she asked softly.
Clark shook his head. "No, it's not Lana. Or Chloe for that matter."
"Then who?" Jonathan finally asked. "Who did my sixteen year old son knock up?"
"It was me," Lex spoke up.
Martha turned her eyes from her son to Lex and back to her son. "Is this true, Clark?"
Clark nodded. "Yes." he said softly.
Jonathan broke out in laughter. "He's a male in case you haven't noticed Clark, this is just a lie to cover up the real person you knocked up."
"No Dad, it's not." Clark said calmly, shaking his head. Deep down he just wanted to let loose and cry, but of course he would never let Lex see him cry.
"This has to be some weird...side affect or something." Jonathan spoke up after a moment.
"Side affect?" Lex asked.
Clark glared at his dad. "He means from the meteors, Lex. And yes Dad, it is more than likely that."
"Jonathan?" Martha said quietly. "I think we need to discuss this over dinner, just the three of us."
Lex nodded, taking that as he cue to leave. "I'll call you later, Clark."
"Later," Clark said, a slight feeling of dejection crawling into his voice. He hated seeing his parents this upset at him, all he ever did was try to please them.