Chapter 2--------------------

A surge of Blue light came down on Clark as soon as Jor-El had began to speak. It gathered from the all the corners of the room, and this was all Clark could see as he turned in circles. He stood still engulfed in blue light as the room was in darkness.

"What do you mean you've been expecting me," Clark yelled.

"Everything in your life is human Kal-El, but you know you are much more than that," came Jor-El's voice from all around him, "These people in your life call you by Clark Kent, but you are not Clark Kent. You are my son. You are what remains of the kryptonians. You are Kal-El"

"I'm not Kal-El," Clark yelled back.

"You now wonder why your here. Kal-El I may not physically be present, but I am here in spirit. I have seen everything you've seen, I have felt your sadness, your happiness. Your life is no mystery to me," spoke Jor-El whose voice carried no emotions. "What are you talking about?" Clark interrupted.

"Kal-El I am connected to you and yet I am connected as well to many of the people who were infected with kryptonite from our home planet. Did you ever wonder how I brought Kira back to life?" said Jor-El. Clark threw his head up in anger. "You killed her. You used her and then got rid of her like she was nothing!" Clark yelled. "When she understood who she was. It was clear to me that I wouldn't be able to use her anymore."

" So you killed her!"

"No I returned her to her natural state. She had been dead. I reborn her, and then after she had served her purpose by bringing you to me I did what was necessary. Kal-El this is not why you are here," Jor-El said trying to get to the point. "Then tell me. Why am I here?" yelled Clark with a snappy voice.

"You know the answer to that question Kal-El."

Clark hesitated, and looked down at his feet as he thought, then without warning his head quickly cocked back up. "Why did you bring her back?"

"Kira could not help you begin your destiny, but Alicia was something to you, so I believed even with her flaws as a human she may be able to help you reach it. I have given Alicia a glimpse of what your future holds for you if you accept your destiny. She is not tainted Kal-El. If she is to give her opinion of the path you should take. It alone is hers, and not mine. Do you not wish for this girl's return?" finished Jor-El with a single question.

"I did, and I do" said Clark. "Then I think are conversation is over. Remember Kal-El, you have a great destiny ahead of you don't waste it," said Jor-El finishing the conversation. The surge of light went away, and the room returned to normal, but Jor-El's voice still seemed to linger, and Clark's ears were still ringing.

Chloe waited outside for Clark, she had been tapping her feet and finally lifted her arm and checked the time. Chloe heard a crackling sound and turned to see Clark exiting from the opening in the wall. "It was Jor-El," said Clark walking towards Chloe. Chloe looked at Clark questionably wanting answers, but knew better than to rush Clark. "I have to go find Alicia," said Clark. "Okay, but . . ." Chloe was cut off as Clark sped out of the caves leaving Chloe all alone. "No return trip?" said Chloe frowning.

MEANWHILE--------------------

Lana and Eric sat in their apartment just above the Talon. Eric had decided to make this a special night. He had made dinner, and surprised Lana. He was even smiled by his cooking skills. Eric was a guy Lana had just met seven months ago. He had sandy hair with hazel eyes, and was eye candy to the majority of Smallville. She had met him at the Grocery store. He had seen her fumbling with her groceries, and stepped into help. Immediately they broke off into conversation, and the next thing he new he had asked her out. Although this had been five months

"Eric this is great," said Lana. She gazed at the feast that lay before her. "Hello ma'am," began Eric playing the role of an italian waiter. "Hello," chuckled Lana. "Tonight we will begin with a light salad followed by a delicious spaghetti with bread rolls on the side," said Eric smiling as he continued with his accent. Lana chuckled at Eric's reenactment of an italian waiter. Eric took his seat.

"I also managed to whip up a bottle of champagne" he said popping the cork. "Eric this is perfect," Lana said with a big smile. "Hey, watch it or you'll take out my eye," said Lana chuckling. Eric grinned at Lana. Lana leaned over to kiss Eric. He reacted and leaned over as well, but before they could lock lips Lana heard a rapping from downstairs.

"What was that?" asked Lana. "I don't know, but leave it alone. Lana tonight is are escape from the world. Try to enjoy yourself," Eric gestured. "I know Eric, but . . ."

Eric moved in closing the space between him and Lana. He kissed her locking his lips to her bottom lip. She closed her eyes enjoying every moment of the kiss. This wonderful, passionate, kiss. She slipped into a world of her own where she didn't have to worry about Isabel, or Clark. In her world it was just her and Eric.

Rap Rap. Lana slipped from her world. Eric made a frustrated face. "I know, I know. I'll go find out what it is," said Eric irritated. He walked over to the door. Opened it and jogged downstairs. Lana sat at the table worried. She gave him ten seconds and then ran downstairs herself.

Half way down the stairs she saw Eric barely opening the door revealing a middle aged man. He wore glasses and had a beard. His hair was a mix of white and gray. He was a man she knew.

She made a big smile showing her bright, white, teeth. She ran downstairs as quickly as possible. Eric noticed Lana and stepped out of her way. She ran into this man that she so well knew. She hugged him, and he hugged her back.

"Dad," she said through tears.