Chapter 3--------------------

The Kent farm lay silent. Jonathan and Martha Kent had already went to bed thinking that Clark would need time alone. Clark slowly made his way up the barn stairs, when he got to the top he gazed around, but Alicia was no where in sight.

"I knew you'd come back," said Alicia. Clark turned around to see Alicia climbing the stairs towards him. "I freaked you out pretty bad, didn't I?" said Alicia as she reached the loft. "Yeah. You did," said Clark in what seemed to be a sad tone. "Look Clark if you don't want to see me that's okay," said Alicia sadly.

"No. Alicia," said Clark as he quickly grabbed Alicia's arm.

She looked up at him. He lowered his face toward hers, and kissed her. Suddenly it didn't matter why she was alive again. Alicia was alive, and she was with him and that's all that mattered. He continue to kiss her, and she closed her eyes as he moved down to her neck. He gripped her waist with his hands, and led her to the couch still kissing her. When they were next to the couch he lowered her down.

"I love you," said Clark looking down at Alicia.

She looked up at him. She felt this undying love for him. She couldn't believe she was there with him. For a moment they just looked at each other, not sure what to do next. "I love you Clark," she said in a half whisper.

Clark climbed onto the couch and crouched over her body, and then he lowered his head down again to kiss her, and once again he could not stop, but finally and unexpectedly he did. She opened her eyes wondering why he had stopped. "What's wrong?" asked Alicia. "Nothing," Clark whispered.

A single tear rolled down Clark cheek, and fell onto Alicia's face.

"Clark what's wrong? Please tell me," Alicia said sadly, looking up into Clarks eyes. "The last time I saw you I was accusing you of attacking Lana and Jason, I didn't want to believe it but I didn't know what to think. When I found out you were innocent I went to your barn. I felt so bad I had to see you, but when I got there it was too late. I thought for the longest time about what your last thought must of been. I thought you hated me,"

"The last thing I remember was going to my barn and he was there. He grabbed me and . . . ," Alicia paused for a moment. Her eyes started to tear. "He drugged me Clark. That's all I remember. Clark I loved you then and I knew you were trying to do what was right. I knew you would find the truth and you did. I never once hated you for accusing me. I knew you were just trying to protect your friends, and I've given more than you need to not trust me. Don't blame yourself," said Alicia sadly as she reached up and caressed Clark's cheek.

"I should of been with you," said Clark. "Clark you can't always be there for me, or anyone else for that matter," said Alicia becoming frustrated. "Now I can, and I will never, ever let you get hurt," said Clark on the verge of tears. Alicia smiled at these words, and she too felt like crying.

Clark reached down to kiss her, but she turned the other way making Clark paused in confusion. "Is something wrong?" asked Clark worried. "Clark, Chloe knows your secret," said Alicia regretfully. "I know. She told me,"

"Did she tell you that it was me who revealed your secret to her?"

"Yes," said Clark. "Were you mad at me when you found out?" asked Alicia not really wanting to hear his answer. "No. I think that Chloe finding out was a good thing. I was able to sit down with her and explain all the things that happened in my life. It cleared up a lot of our past problems," said Clark reassuringly. Alicia smiled. She was glad that she had gotten past that.

Alicia then thought of the one question she had been dying to ask Clark.

"Clark, you know your the most special person I've ever met. You treat me so great, and . . . I always wanted you to be my first," said Alicia slowly. "What?" he asked nervously. "Will you be . . . will you make love to me?" Alicia asked softly, but with a hint nervousness.

"Alicia. . . are you sure you want this? Alicia once we do this it's done. We can't do anything to change it,"

"I'm sure" she said softly.

He leaned down and kissed her, and kissed her again. Soon the kisses were flowing back and forth frantically, and as much as Clark loved this he still felt nervous. When Clark made no attempt to rip open her shirt, she knew he was nervous, and decided to do it herself. She shoved her hands towards his shirt, and while he kissed her she unbuttoned his as well. She grabbed both their shirts and tossed them of the couch. She put both her hands on his chest once more, and slowly pulled them downward filling his muscular body. Her body began to shake, and soon she couldn't take it any more. "Clark," She whispered into his ear as he kissed her neck.

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

Lana stood in the doorway hugging Mr. Small. She was so happy he was there with her. She had long forgotten how it was to talk to him. She remembered how she had ended their relationship due to problems in his marriage he didn't know were occurring. It was like she had taken a walk down memory lane. In all of these days of hardship and difficulty she was glad that one good thing had survived even though she had long since felt it had died.

"Its been so long," said Lana finally breaking their hug. "I know," said Mr. Small. "I'm so sorry we haven't spoken in awhile. I've just been trying to fix up my relationship with Jennifer. I think you will be seeing me more around now and that includes Jennifer as well. We can be more like a family now," said Henry Small smiling proudly. "I would like that," said a happy Lana.

"Look we're in the middle of something right now, but would you like to join us?" said Lana gesturing towards the stairs. "Oh wait! I forgot. Dad this is Eric. Eric this is my father. My biological father. We met three years ago," said Lana embarrassed. Eric stepped forward and held out his hand. Mr. Small took it and they shook hands. "Sorry Lana, but I'll have to take a rain check on your invitation. Jennifer's waiting for me back home. Love you. Bye. Oh and nice meeting you Eric," said Mr. Small.

"Bye dad," said Lana beaming. "Nice meeting you too Mr. Small," Eric replied as Mr. Small walked outside to his truck. Henry waved goodbye and got into his truck, and with one final yell of farewell he drove off soundlessly down the street. "You never told me about your father," Eric said closing and locking the door. "We'll talk about it over dinner," said Lana smiling as Eric hugged her from behind and kissed her on her head.