Ok, finally up! sorry it took so long, lots of school. Enjoy!

Clark woke the next morning with excitement. This time there were no complicated stories going on, no meteor induced psycho paths. Nothing to keep this day from going right. Clark jumped out of bed, he wasn't usually a morning person but today he felt as though he was stock full of caffeine.

"You're certainly perky this morning." Ginny greeted him as he skipped the last couple steps down the stairs. She still looked asleep with her hair falling un-combed around her face. Clark just smiled broadly at the girl and grabbed a muffin. He ate quickly so he could get his chores done as soon as possible.

"I still need to find a costume for tonight." Clark said through a mouthful of muffin. "You think you can help?" He swallowed and grabbed the milk carton from the table and brought it to his lips but seemed to think better of it and got out a glass. Ginny looked at him blankly while her sleepy mind tried to comprehend his question.

"Sure" She finally answered. "Would you?" Ginny held up a piece of bread. Clark nodded, heat shooting from his eyes until the bread was golden brown. He tousled her hair on his way out the door which put a scowl on her face and a balled up towel flying in his direction. Clark super-sped away from the house before the towel could make contact.

"Ok, so lets see what we have." A much more alert Ginny made her way through Clark's closet. "Plaid, plaid, and, oh look! More plaid. Honestly, the concept of t-shirts is lost on you." Ginny sorted through the shirts.

"I have some t-shirts!"

"Yes, but who gets to see them? The cows?"

"Lana has seen-" Ginny held up her hand.

"Ok, back on topic." She stood thinking for a second then her eye fell upon a leather jacket. "You own one of these?" Ginny took the jacket of it's hanger.

Clark grimaced, remembering the red kryptonite filled ring that had played a part in getting the jacket. "It's a long story."

"Well, get out your darkest pair of jeans and I think we have a bad boy costume ."

"Bad boy?" Clark gave her a quizzical look.

"Yeah, the greasy, lunch money stealing guys from the 80's." Ginny held the jacket up to Clarks chest.

"I don't think Lana wants to go with a greasy person." Clark pushed at the jacket.

"Fine, go as a clown."

The wheels in Clarks head turned. He grabbed the jacket. "Hair gel?"

Ginny smiled in satisfaction. "Hair gel." Her smile faded and she looked down her at shoes. The mood in the room changed immediately. "So…did your parents talk to the orphanage?"

Clark sighed. "Yeah, they are coming tomorrow to take you back." She nodded, still staring downwards. Clark put a arm around her shoulder. "You'll be ok, your sister will be happy to see you."

Ginny looked up and gave a faint smile. "I know, it's just that… I was beginning to feel like I had a family again.

Clark new how she felt, it was going to be hard to say goodbye to her. Suddenly Ginny's fingers flew to her temple and she winced. "You ok?" She didn't answer but shook her head as if trying to get rid of a fly. Clark bent down so they were eye level. "Ginny." He spoke louder than before. This time the girl lifted her head, the pain seemed to have lessened.

"It's just a headache." She said after a minute shrugging off his worries but still rubbing her temple.

"That looked pretty painful to be just a headache." Clark looked at the side of her head, it was red and there were nail marks from where she had dug her fingers in.

"I get them all the time."

"The last time you had a headache was right before…." Clark stopped. "Ginny, is it going to happen again?" He gestured to the blue wrap that was still in place on her arm.

She let out a frustrated look. "I don't know, The only times I've ever gotten a headache were the first time it happened and then in the barn after I got the wrap."

Clark looked at the side of her head again. "Maybe we should see a doctor."

Ginny shook her head roughly, then winced. "No, you of all people know what would happen to me if they found out what I can do. I would spend the rest of my life as a lab rat or in a detention cell."

Clark wasn't sure what to do, he was usually on the other end of this conversation.

She shook her head again, tired of the conversation. "I'm gonna go take a shower, see if it cools me off."

Clark nodded, still worried. Ginny seem to notice this and gave him the best smile she could muster.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine. You have fun."

Clark stood in front of the mirror in the downstairs bathroom since the upstairs one was occupied. He could here running water that had been going for about 15 minutes. Clark poured some hair gel into his hand that he had only used on one other occasion not to long ago. He had pretended to be Jor-el to make the Mayor turn himself in for a crime committed years ago. "Bad Boy." Clark didn't like the sound of that but what else was there? He took a deep breath and rubbed the gel between his fingers. Clark raised his hands to his hair but put them down quickly as he heard a yell from upstairs.

"Clark!"

Clark wiped his hands on his t-shirt as he ran towards the stairs only to run into Ginny. She came barreling down the steps wrapped in a towel still dripping wet, holding her right arm to her chest. There was something different about her…then he realized she didn't have her wrap on.

"Clark! It's gone. I set it down on the counter and now it's gone!"

"Did you hear anything?"

The girl shook her head anxiously. "But the door was open."

"I was down here who could have…" Clark thought very fast. He gazed at the stairs and saw muddy paw prints. Clark traced the prints up the stairs and followed them into the bathroom behind the toilet. He got down on all fours and looked behind the porcelain. There sat one raccoon trying to bite through a blue wrap. Clark picked up the creature who had been to busy to notice anything. But now in Clark's hands in squirmed to get away from him. When this struggle seemed to be for no effect, he bit into Clarks skin which didn't break. After that the raccoon seemed to understand that he was in the possession of a significant being and held perfectly still, dropping the wrap. Ginny immediately ran forward and picked it up, pulling it onto her arm once again. Clark super sped out the door and to the edge of the field and let the animal into the forest, then sped back to rejoin Ginny. He found Ginny sitting on the stairs still in a towel.

Clark looked her up and down then chuckled. Ginny gave him a cross look. "What's so funny?"

Clark smiled. "The only other time we had a raccoon in the house I was 6 and pretended it was a football. My mom saw me throw it about half a mile. That was only the second time I used my strength. It surprised my parents and me." A smile lit up on Ginny's face as she imagined a raccoon getting thrown half a mile. Clark looked at the watch on the wall and his smile faded. It was 8:10, he was supposed to pick Lana up at eight. "I don't have time to get ready now."

"Just go, it'll be fine."

Clark nodded and took a step towards the door but before he went into super speed Ginny spoke. "Remember, she'd want to know."

Clark shook off this comment and sped off to the car and headed in the direction of Chloe's house where Lana was staying.

Clark smoothed his t-shirt before knocking on the Sullivan's door. The door opened and he saw Lana standing in front of him. Clark stood stunned in the doorway.

"Hey, I was afraid that you weren't going to make it." Lana smiled the smile she always saved just for him.

Clark gulped. He was temporarily immobile and couldn't think of anything to say accept wow. "Wow." Lana was wearing a short black dress and black, feathery wings. Her eyes were surrounded with sparkles, and smoky eyes shadow. The costume was simple but there was a naked beauty to it. Clark finally blinked. "You look great."

Lana smiled shyly. "You don't have a costume." She pointed to his t-shirt and jeans.

Clark looked down. "Yeah, there was a last minute problem at the farm I had to take care of."

"Is everything ok?" Lana had concern in her eyes.

Clark nodded. "It is now." There was a pause before he spoke again. "Um..so did Chloe leave already?"

Lana seemed to remember something and grinned. "Yeah she left, she has a very interesting date that I'm sure you'll be happy to meet."

Clark lifted his eye brows at the girl in front of him. Lana shrugged his questioning look off with another smirk. Clark grinned once again and gave up, holding out a hand for Lana. She took hold off it and the sparks were immediate as the walked towards the car.

As Clark and Lana stepped into the decorated commons of the high school he was relieved to see that many of the boys didn't have a costume. The people Clark saw were Chloe, dressed as a movie star and Pete as a prince, dancing very close. "Chloe and Pete?" Clark said in surprise and joy, it was about time. Lana smiled and nodded. A slow, almost Celtic song started. Clark diverted his attention back to Lana. "Do you want to dance?" Lana nodded once again and they headed for the dance floor. Clark put his hands comfortably around her waist and she settled into his arms.

Lana looked up at him in a slightly nervous way. She read Clarks wondering face. "We've never gotten this far before, there always seemed to be something in the way." Clark looked into her hazel eyes and held her closer. This felt so right, after all the pain and confusion in his life Lana always seemed to make sense. Lana rested her head on his shoulder.

"Not this time." Clark closed his eyes, wishing that this moment would last forever.

"CLARK!"

The music scratched to a stop and Clark's eyes sprang open to reveal Ginny standing just inside the open doors, drenched in sweat, clenching her arm to her chest.

"I can't control it!" She braced herself from the pain. "It's coming!"

I'll get the next chapter up quicker.