Upon his exit from Smallville Cemetery, Clark watches Lois's car drive away. The rain continues to pound on his robes, but he doesn't care. He continues to walk towards Smallville, looking behind him, watching the angel headstone. He speeds away towards Smallville, the world becomes a blur. Before he knows it, Clark ends up at Chloe's house, the lights on in the living room. Clark quietly walks up the porch steps, and stands in front of the door. He rings the doorbell, and lowers his head, so no one will see his face. He hears footsteps closing in on the door. And he sets his arms to the sides of his body. The door opens, and Lois Lane looks him over.

"Who are you?" Lois asks the weird person.

Clark stands, silent in his attempts to make conversation. He smiles slightly, unnoticed by Lois.

"I need to talk to Chloe Sullivan." Clark says, his hood moving every time he speaks.

"I'm sorry, she's not here. You'll have to come back later."

Clark looks beyond Lois, and activates his X-Ray vision. Chloe's skeleton is seen sitting on her couch. She is holding a box of tissues, and he sees her wiping away her tears. Clark looks back at Lois.

"You're lying, Lois. I can see her from where I stand."

She looks the same way, but then back at the man.

"That's impossible. There's a wall between here and the living room."

"Yes? What is your point?"

"But you can't see through walls..."

"Can't I? I think I just did, unless I'm mistaken, but that's very low. .003 chance of that happening, to be exact. Now, may I speak with Chloe Sullivan?" Clark asks again, his voice rising.

Lois moves out of the way, Clark walks inside. His robes, cape and his hood repel the rain that has fallen on him, and he makes his way through the kitchen and dining room, towards the living room. His utility shines in the lights. As he enters the living room, Chloe looks up at the impending stranger, her eyes wide in suspicion and surprise.

"Chloe Sullivan? I almost didn't recognize you." Clark states flatly.

"Do I know you?" Chloe asks.

"I think you do...I am looking for a Mr. Clark Kent. It is very urgent that I find him."

"He's not here... Could I help you with anything?"

"I'm not sure... I haven't been here in a long time..." Clark replies.

"Well, you could start by telling me your name..."

"I think if I did that, you'd freak out even more than you have today."

"Well, I've seen some pretty weird things before, try me."

The man pulls back his hood, the black curls in hair move in his movement. His green eyes pierce Chloe's soul, but with the green is a little red mixed in... a familiar face stands in front of Chloe...but is too shocked for words. Her eyes widen in surprise as the man continues watching her, Lois in the background just as shocked as Chloe. The man looks so familiar, but is a couple of years older than the person she is think of.

"Yes Chloe...I am Clark Kent."

IChloe's POV

What the hell is going on? This guy says he's Clark, and, granted, he looks just like him, except he has grown a few more inches, if that was even possible. His eyes are what's different about him. Green and red, blood shot from what seems like he hasn't slept well in weeks, which doesn't make sense since I saw him today, and he looked rested. Tear stains sit underneath his eyes, and his hair is a mess. Not to mention the black robes, the cape, and the utility belt. A green scarf sticks out from one of his pockets, and it looks so familiar to me... Oh, it belonged to Alicia. She left it in the Torch office before she met Clark... But I put that in the cabinet. And it wasn't broken into when Clark burnt that message into the wall. Oh... That message... that was so terrible of him to do... I guess I deserved it.../I

I stand up, and walk over to the stranger calling himself Clark.

"How can you be Clark? I just saw you today, and you looked much younger."

"If I told you, you'd freak out even more." The stranger states, slightly frowning.

"Well, I'm already pretty freaked out, so you might as well tell me."

The stranger stays silent, until he looks into my eyes. He smiles slightly, and reaches into his pocket. He pulls out a gold watch, and flips it open.

"I am a different Clark Kent. From the future."

"From the future?" I ask, quite skeptical, smiling at the stranger.

"How else can I explain that I'm older than the Clark you know?"

Lois stares, completely shocked from what she heard. I watch Clark intently.

"If your from the future, like you say you are, why have you come back? To the past?" I ask, keenly interested in his answer.

Clark pulls out a picture of himself and Alicia, and the green scarf. He tosses the scarf at me, and I catch it.

"Because I found out that I was right."

"Right about what?" Lois asks.

Clark looks at Lois, and then at me again.

"That Alicia wasn't supposed to die. There was some sort of break in the time-space continuum. Alicia was not supposed to die, exactly like I thought."

"How do you know this, Clark?"

"Please, Chloe. Don't call me Clark. Call me Kal. It's better that way."

"Fine, Kal. What makes you think Alicia wasn't supposed to die?"

"She told me. In my dreams."

"She told you? In your dreams? Kal, She's dead."

IWhat the hell is he thinking? He knows Alicia is dead... why can't he see what's in front of him? I love Clark, and he doesn't even notice./I

"I know she's dead, but I think she can enter my dreams, and I even saw my baby. She was holding him."

Lois and I watch Kal extremely shocked.

"How is that possible?"

Kal sits down on the couch, and holds his head in his hands, trying to hold back his tears, but is losing the war.

"I don't know... but I saw her, and I saw my son... and he looked like the both of us... he had her eyes, and a mixture of our hair..." Kal says, starting to cry after he says this.

His tears run deep, they slide off his hands, and lang on his baggy black pants. I walk over to Kal, and kneel in front of him. I try to wipe away my tears, and I steady my voice.

"Kal... that's impossible. She's dead, and your child is dead. You have to accept that. The world is something you can't change."

Kal lifts his head, and watches me.

"I can change it, and I'll prove it to you."

"How?" I ask.

"Because right now, I know where your Clark is."

"Where is Clark?"

Kal smiles, and stands up, lifting me to my feet.

"He's at the Kawatchee caves, making a deal where he won't get his part of the bargain."

"The Kawatchee Caves? A deal? What are you talking about, Kal?"

Kal watches me, and sighs. He shakes his head and walks over to a window, looking out on the never ending cornfields.

"You still haven't figured it out yet, have you? Why your Clark, why I, used to be interested in those caves... don't you get it?"

"Get what?" Lois asks, surprising me that she was still here.

"Those cave paintings... the weird symbols, why no one has ever figured out what they say... They were wrong... One person could read those symbols, Chloe and do you know who that person is, Chloe?"

I slightly shake my head, and mumble, "No."

I(Now is Kal's POV once again)/I

"That person is Clark. But now he isn't the only one. I can read them too, because I am Clark. Do you want to know why Clark and I can read those symbols when no one else can?"

Chloe watches Kal, and even though he has his back turned to her, he knows she's keenly interested.

"Why?" She asks, afraid to know the answer behind all of Clark's and Kal's secrets.

"Because Clark and I are... aliens."

Chloe smiled at Kal, and then started to laugh, followed by Lois. Kal turns his head slightly, and then looks back at the farm outside. The evening air is thick with humidity, and Kal smiles slightly.

"You're an alien? Kal, Clark may be weird at times, but that doesn't mean you're an alien." Chloe says.

A short silence fills the air before Kal speaks.

"Chloe, do remember when Lana found that newspaper article of her great aunt being murdered and that drawing of the man who looked almost exactly like me, but he had a metallic necklace?"

Lois looks at Chloe, confused about what he's saying.

"Yeah, I remember, why did you ask me that?"

"Well, you were right. That was my father. He wasn't a hitchhiker. He was an alien from a planet called Krypton. He was starting out a life for me here, before I was born. Before he left, he downloaded all the information he gathered into that little, octagonal keyhole in the Kawatchee caves. He went back to Krypton, and built a ship for me, and sent me away before Krypton exploded. He also downloaded a part of his soul into the caves, making it possible to screw up my life even more."

Chloe and Lois stare at Kal, dumfounded about what he said.

"What do you mean, screw your life up even more?"

"Well, right now as I speak, my past self is at the Kawatchee caves. He thought up of an idea that if he fulfills Jor-el's idea of his destiny, Jor-el would bring back Alicia. Unfortunately, this plan doesn't work, and the consequences are fatal."

"Fatal to you?" Chloe asks.

"No, fatal to you, Chloe. Along with Lana and hundreds of innocent people."

Lois watches Kal, astonished by what he said. Chloe grabs Kal, and pulls him towards the door.

"Come on Kal. If what you said is true, then we have to save Clark!"

Kal follows Chloe, and he picks her up.

"It will be faster for us if I go by foot."

Kal and Chloe shoot off towards the Kawatchee caves, trying to save Clark from his father, and himself.