"Dad, I can't believe you didn't tell me! You knew about Clark all along! I
had a right to know about the adoption!" Lana was a bad lair, so she copied
Chloe's advice almost word for word. But her emotions were real, even if
she was lying, and she felt herself already on the brink of tears. "I
thought that we were close..."
Martha's knocked a bowl off the kitchen table and it cracked into a bunch of pieces, "What?"
"Lana..." Jonathan was so surprised, and regretted giving Clark major hints a few days ago. "you know?"
"Yes I know!" Lana's slammed herself into a chair and covered her face with her hands. She felt ashamed already- lying; but they were the ones keeping things from her.
"I... Lana, we didn't tell anyone...who would have believed us?" Jonathan tried to explain, his relationship with Lana had been so stressed the past month, this would break it, he thought. She needed his side of the story, whoever she got her information from, wouldn't have given her the real story.
"So Clark knows?" Martha said as tears slid down her cheek, she assumed Clark had informed her, "Is he okay?" No matter what Jonathan thought of Clark, she always thought of him as that sweet 3 year old and the fact that he was a Luther just made her sympathize more, he was different and he had to grow up with a cold hearted father, and no mother at all.
Lana was stuck, she didn't know what to do next, Chloe would know...
"Who told you?" Jonathan asked in a apologetic tone.
"You did, by all your lies." Lana honestly said. "So do you want to give me your side of the story?"
Jonathan looked at Martha and she said, "I'll tell her."
"No, I can, you don't have to-"
"I want to." Martha interrupted Jonathan. She sat down next to Lana, and held her hand as they were both crying, Martha from the painful memories and Lana from the tension with her family for the past month.
"Lana, before I start... you have to understand... Clark's different..." Martha didn't want to break the news that her daughter's best friend was an alien, "He is... he can do things, similar to the abilities to meteor-"
"You know!" Lana panicked, this was backfiring. Somehow they knew about Clark, and they had to of known from her, she just failed Clark's trust.
"You know?" Martha was just as surprised. "You know about Clark's abilities? His strength, his speed?"
Lana felt like she was stabbing Clark in the back, they even knew the details! Lana started crying even harder, "He trusted me... and... I promised I wouldn't tell anyone, or let them find out from me..."
"Lana, I didn't find out from you..." Martha said, just realizing how deep their friendship must be.
"Then how? How!" Lana was so upset.
"We've always known, Lana." Martha said referring to her husband.
"What?" Lana said wiping the tears off her cheek.
"We were the ones who found him." Martha said as if Lana knew the rest of the story, she bluffed to know earlier.
"What are you talking about?" Lana needed answers so bad.
"The day of the meteor shower, we found Clark." Martha explained, but still not understanding Lana's utter confusion.
"What do you mean?" Lana sniffed and wiped her cheek again.
"Our truck flipped over and..." It was hard to remember, "well actually, he found us..." Martha couldn't go on, and had to pause for a moment, "He was just a little boy, 3 maybe, he was walking... on the burning ground... we knew he was different..."
"Martha, it's okay." Jonathan said rubbing her back.
"What are you talking about!" Lana said frustrated.
"What exactly do you know, Lana?" Jonathan now worried the version she heard was completely different.
"Nothing! I lied, I just needed to know! What are you talking about? You found Clark? What?" Lana wish she knew, she needed to know so bad.
"He was ours first!" Martha cried out, angry with Lionel still, even after so many years.
Lana looked to her Dad, who seemed more in calm and capable of explaining.
"Lana, we took Clark in... Lionel Luther forged the adoption papers, in exchange that I would talk the Rosses into selling their land to him..." Jonathan was so ashamed, but she had to know, "and when the Rosses wouldn't sell, he blamed me, he took Clark away."
"What? You...adopted...Clark?" This was the last thing she expected.
"We only had him 6 months, and he just took him! I didn't even get to kiss him good-bye." Martha cried.
"I even tried to explain to him that Clark was different, that he couldn't just put him in an adoption agency, to prevent him from taking Clark. But Lionel kept, and raised him as a Luther." Lana noticed that even as Jonathan referred to Clark as a little boy, his voice still had a tinge of hatred in it, "There was no use in telling anyone, because we had illegally adopted Clark."
Lana sat there in silence for a few minutes taking it in, she felt so horrible as she looked at her mother and could almost feel her heart breaking, and at her father who was smoldering with anger. She just couldn't muster up any of the anger she thought she should feel towards her parents, for them keeping this from her. Now she wasn't so sure she wanted to know, because now she had t tell Clark.
"That's why you hate Lionel so much." Lana said almost to herself.
"He's evil, Lana." Jonathan said.
Lana had to agree with her father, anyone who cause this much pain...
"Lana, I'm sorry... we wanted to tell you, but we promised each other would never tell anyone until we told the person who mattered most- Clark. As he grew older, we realized that we would never get the chance, Lionel was too powerful, and we were never ever going to risk ruining your life by crossing paths with Lionel." Martha explained to her daughter.
"You have to tell Clark! He needs to know! He is so confused!" Lana needed to voice his pain.
"No, Lana, you can't tell Clark. He has to find out from Lionel, he will ruin our family when he finds out we told Clark." Jonathan warned, taking on a harder tone.
Lana felt so torn, like two people pulling on each arm, trying to get her to come on their side. She couldn't decide, she knew Lionel had the power to ruin her parent's and her life. But Clark needed to know, he was her best friend. She couldn't decided now and used her question as a distraction, even though she was pretty sure she didn't want to know, "What is he?"
Jonathan and Martha knew exactly what she meant, "He...I...we found a ship." Jonathan said bluntly.
"Ship?" Lana hoped she heard wrong, even though it didn't surprise her.
"I couldn't believe it either, he looks so normal!" Martha said.
Lana grabbed her purse and coat and headed towards the door.
"Lana, where are you going." Jonathan asked.
"I need to get out of here for a while." Lana ran out the door.
"Lana?" Chloe said to herself she was driving, and thought she saw her friend in a cemetery. She pulled over and got out, walking up to Lana, who was hunched over a grave stone.
"Are you okay?" Chloe said as she saw Lana was crying so hard she was shaking, and then noticed she was at her parent's grave. Chloe had never even known they were buried here.
"Chloe..." Lana just shook her head no.
Chloe felt so bad, Lana was so upset, presumably over her biological parents, "What's wrong."
"I didn't want to know." Lana choked out.
"Know?" Chloe asked.
"About Clark... I didn't want to know." Lana cried.
"You know?" Chloe eyes went wide. "What was it?"
"No... I can't tell you... trust me, you don't want to know!" Lana assured her.
Martha's knocked a bowl off the kitchen table and it cracked into a bunch of pieces, "What?"
"Lana..." Jonathan was so surprised, and regretted giving Clark major hints a few days ago. "you know?"
"Yes I know!" Lana's slammed herself into a chair and covered her face with her hands. She felt ashamed already- lying; but they were the ones keeping things from her.
"I... Lana, we didn't tell anyone...who would have believed us?" Jonathan tried to explain, his relationship with Lana had been so stressed the past month, this would break it, he thought. She needed his side of the story, whoever she got her information from, wouldn't have given her the real story.
"So Clark knows?" Martha said as tears slid down her cheek, she assumed Clark had informed her, "Is he okay?" No matter what Jonathan thought of Clark, she always thought of him as that sweet 3 year old and the fact that he was a Luther just made her sympathize more, he was different and he had to grow up with a cold hearted father, and no mother at all.
Lana was stuck, she didn't know what to do next, Chloe would know...
"Who told you?" Jonathan asked in a apologetic tone.
"You did, by all your lies." Lana honestly said. "So do you want to give me your side of the story?"
Jonathan looked at Martha and she said, "I'll tell her."
"No, I can, you don't have to-"
"I want to." Martha interrupted Jonathan. She sat down next to Lana, and held her hand as they were both crying, Martha from the painful memories and Lana from the tension with her family for the past month.
"Lana, before I start... you have to understand... Clark's different..." Martha didn't want to break the news that her daughter's best friend was an alien, "He is... he can do things, similar to the abilities to meteor-"
"You know!" Lana panicked, this was backfiring. Somehow they knew about Clark, and they had to of known from her, she just failed Clark's trust.
"You know?" Martha was just as surprised. "You know about Clark's abilities? His strength, his speed?"
Lana felt like she was stabbing Clark in the back, they even knew the details! Lana started crying even harder, "He trusted me... and... I promised I wouldn't tell anyone, or let them find out from me..."
"Lana, I didn't find out from you..." Martha said, just realizing how deep their friendship must be.
"Then how? How!" Lana was so upset.
"We've always known, Lana." Martha said referring to her husband.
"What?" Lana said wiping the tears off her cheek.
"We were the ones who found him." Martha said as if Lana knew the rest of the story, she bluffed to know earlier.
"What are you talking about?" Lana needed answers so bad.
"The day of the meteor shower, we found Clark." Martha explained, but still not understanding Lana's utter confusion.
"What do you mean?" Lana sniffed and wiped her cheek again.
"Our truck flipped over and..." It was hard to remember, "well actually, he found us..." Martha couldn't go on, and had to pause for a moment, "He was just a little boy, 3 maybe, he was walking... on the burning ground... we knew he was different..."
"Martha, it's okay." Jonathan said rubbing her back.
"What are you talking about!" Lana said frustrated.
"What exactly do you know, Lana?" Jonathan now worried the version she heard was completely different.
"Nothing! I lied, I just needed to know! What are you talking about? You found Clark? What?" Lana wish she knew, she needed to know so bad.
"He was ours first!" Martha cried out, angry with Lionel still, even after so many years.
Lana looked to her Dad, who seemed more in calm and capable of explaining.
"Lana, we took Clark in... Lionel Luther forged the adoption papers, in exchange that I would talk the Rosses into selling their land to him..." Jonathan was so ashamed, but she had to know, "and when the Rosses wouldn't sell, he blamed me, he took Clark away."
"What? You...adopted...Clark?" This was the last thing she expected.
"We only had him 6 months, and he just took him! I didn't even get to kiss him good-bye." Martha cried.
"I even tried to explain to him that Clark was different, that he couldn't just put him in an adoption agency, to prevent him from taking Clark. But Lionel kept, and raised him as a Luther." Lana noticed that even as Jonathan referred to Clark as a little boy, his voice still had a tinge of hatred in it, "There was no use in telling anyone, because we had illegally adopted Clark."
Lana sat there in silence for a few minutes taking it in, she felt so horrible as she looked at her mother and could almost feel her heart breaking, and at her father who was smoldering with anger. She just couldn't muster up any of the anger she thought she should feel towards her parents, for them keeping this from her. Now she wasn't so sure she wanted to know, because now she had t tell Clark.
"That's why you hate Lionel so much." Lana said almost to herself.
"He's evil, Lana." Jonathan said.
Lana had to agree with her father, anyone who cause this much pain...
"Lana, I'm sorry... we wanted to tell you, but we promised each other would never tell anyone until we told the person who mattered most- Clark. As he grew older, we realized that we would never get the chance, Lionel was too powerful, and we were never ever going to risk ruining your life by crossing paths with Lionel." Martha explained to her daughter.
"You have to tell Clark! He needs to know! He is so confused!" Lana needed to voice his pain.
"No, Lana, you can't tell Clark. He has to find out from Lionel, he will ruin our family when he finds out we told Clark." Jonathan warned, taking on a harder tone.
Lana felt so torn, like two people pulling on each arm, trying to get her to come on their side. She couldn't decide, she knew Lionel had the power to ruin her parent's and her life. But Clark needed to know, he was her best friend. She couldn't decided now and used her question as a distraction, even though she was pretty sure she didn't want to know, "What is he?"
Jonathan and Martha knew exactly what she meant, "He...I...we found a ship." Jonathan said bluntly.
"Ship?" Lana hoped she heard wrong, even though it didn't surprise her.
"I couldn't believe it either, he looks so normal!" Martha said.
Lana grabbed her purse and coat and headed towards the door.
"Lana, where are you going." Jonathan asked.
"I need to get out of here for a while." Lana ran out the door.
"Lana?" Chloe said to herself she was driving, and thought she saw her friend in a cemetery. She pulled over and got out, walking up to Lana, who was hunched over a grave stone.
"Are you okay?" Chloe said as she saw Lana was crying so hard she was shaking, and then noticed she was at her parent's grave. Chloe had never even known they were buried here.
"Chloe..." Lana just shook her head no.
Chloe felt so bad, Lana was so upset, presumably over her biological parents, "What's wrong."
"I didn't want to know." Lana choked out.
"Know?" Chloe asked.
"About Clark... I didn't want to know." Lana cried.
"You know?" Chloe eyes went wide. "What was it?"
"No... I can't tell you... trust me, you don't want to know!" Lana assured her.