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The houses were small with a garden in the front and back. They looked homely but nothing like the farm. He walked on further heading in the direction that he hoped her house was in. It was now late afternoon and there were children walking home from school with their parents. He decided to ask one of them.

"Excuse me" he said to a woman with a small boy. She turned around

"Yes" and before Clark could even open his mouth to speak she said "And I'm not going to buy anything"

"I'm not selling anything madam I was going to ask for directions" said Clark smiling politely turning on his innocent charm.

"Well where do you want to go?" she asked

"Thank you" said Clark and pulled the address out of his pocket "Um West drive"

"Really well that doesn't narrow it down very much give me that paper young man" Clark handed it over readily. "Well I know exactly where that is I live in the same street. It is about five minutes walk from here. Follow me then"

"Thank you so much" said Clark grinning happily.

"Important is it?" said the woman in a much kinder voice.

"Yes" he said then looked down at the little boy who had his neck craned back to look at him. He smiled at him.

"You're tall" he said "Are you a giant?"

"Now Kieran that's not very polite is it apologise to the young man"

"Sorry" said the little boy

"It's ok. Look" said Clark and he picked up some sycamore seeds from the ground "I'll give you some helicopters" and he knelt down next to the boy.

"Really?" he said and Clark nodded and opened his palm to show the little boy "They don't look like helicopters"

"Ah not now but…" he said and stood up then let them fall "Watch" the little boy laughed and tried to catch them.

"That's neat" he said and turned to Clark "What's your name?"

"Clark Kent" he said

"My name is Kieran Smith" said the little boy holding out his hand and Clark smiled and shook it.

"Well I'm please to meet you Kieran Smith" said Clark. All this time they had been walking and Mrs Smith looked on. She then talked to Clark.

"Who are you trying to find Mr Kent?"

"Oh Lana Lang. You wouldn't happen to know her would you?" he asked hopefully.

"Yes but not very well she lives three doors down. She keeps to herself a lot very quiet and very young, poor thing" she looked at him Clark suddenly became concerned "Why are you looking for her?"

"Oh she's an old friend and we uh got out of touch" he said not wanting to go into detail or ask why she was a 'poor thing'.

"Oh right" they turned into another street "Well this is our street" Clark looked down it and saw a row of small but comfortable houses with a garden at the front. He smiled nervously at Mrs Smith. He bad them goodbye as they reached their house he thanked them again.

He walked slowly down the three houses to stand in front of her house. He resisted the temptation to just x-ray the house. He put his hand on the gate and there was suddenly a small boy in the garden. He seemed to have appeared out of no where because he had not been there a few seconds ago.

He stared at Clark and Clark stared back at him. He had unruly black hair cut short and an innocent face and his large eyes were hazel.

Clark noticed his eyes alright, he knew them so well; they were Lana's eyes. He just prayed that he had the wrong house and they weren't really her eyes. The boy walked up to stand on the other side of the gate than Clark and looked up at him from there.

"You want to come in mister?"

"Yes I would like to do that" Clark crouched down so that he was eye level with the boy "but can I? You look like the gate keeper"

"I am" said the little boy grinning

"Ok what do I have to do to get in then?" he asked smiling carrying on the game he had created.

"You have to state your business"

"Ok" Clark stood up "Most important gate keeper, that would be you," he said pointing at him and the boy giggled "I am here to see the lady know as Lana Lang. Is she here?"

"Yeah of course she is silly she's my Mummy" Clark face became a shocked visage as much as he tried to hide it and all the colour drained from it. The boy noticed "What's wrong?"

"Nothing" he smiled at the boy but it was fake "Can I see her?"

"Who are you?"

"I'm an old friend"

"Well that obvious" said the boy waving his arms "You wouldn't be here otherwise. What's your name?"

"Clark"

"That's my middle name" he said proudly

"Really?" said Clark interested then looked at the gate "Can I come in now?" he asked.

"Yes but stay just there next to the gate while I get Mummy"

"Ok" said Clark and jumped over the gate

"That's cool" said the boy "Teach me"

"You need to be bigger" Clark said "Can you please go and find your Mummy? I need to talk to her"

"Ok, ok" said the boy "I'm going already"

However before he could even call a female voice called from the house

"Clew? Clew where are you we need to get you to do some work young man"

"I'm out here Mummy" he walked towards the house and gestured for Clark to follow him.

TBC

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