Chapter Two: Kara Michelle Kent
January 1993

"I don't wanna go!" cried seven year old Clark Kent as he latched tightly to his mother's leg.

"Clark, honey, I'm not going anywhere," stated Martha as she gently pulled her son away and knelt down in front of him.

"No, you'll disappear when I'm gone! I don't wanna be alone!" cried the small child. Martha sighed, she and Jonathan had been discussing adopting another child for weeks, but lately Clark had been having nightmares, causing Martha to wonder if they were really ready for a second child.

She stood up and lifted her son into her arms, the bus had already come and gone, Jonathan was outside waiting by the truck. She looked at him as the tears in his eyes threatened to over flow.

"Clark baby, I'm always going to be here. I promise you I will not leave you."

"Promise me you'll be here when I get home from school," whimpered the small child.

"Clark, I promise you that everyday when you get off that bus, every day when you wake up I will be there," she said looking seriously at him.

"Do I have to go to school today?" Clark asked. Martha smiled as she hugged the boy with all her might.

"Yes you little imp, now go," she stated putting him down. He turned and hurried to the door, then he stopped and looked at her.

"Mommy," he called softly. She turned around, exasperated slightly, but then became serious when she saw the look on his little face. She looked down at him and smiled weakly.

"What?" She asked gently.

"If we get another baby, you're not gonna forget me are you?" she smiled gently as she bent down in front of him again, reaching out she stroked his cheek. She bit her lip and shook her head.

"Clark, your daddy and I love you with all our being. We could never forget you, ever. Things may get a little busy and hectic, but you will always be our first son, we will always love you, and we'll always be here when you need or want us," he looked at her and smiled slightly.

"I love you mommy," she grinned and kissed him on the forehead.

"I love you too, now go," she said laughing as the boy raced out. She stood up, watching from the back door as Jonathan caught the running child in his arms and spun him around, planting a kiss right on the little boy's cheek. They both knew it wouldn't be too much longer before their little Clark grew into a young man and didn't want all the parental love he got from his mom and dad.

As promised Martha was standing there when Clark raced home from the bus, he rushed through the door, and saw his mom standing there, holding a glass of milk and cookies for him. He grinned and jumped on them instantly.

"Clark, we're heading into Metropolis in a couple hours, so I want you to be dressed and ready to go in an hour, understand?" Clark looked at her.

"Kay mommy, but why?"

"Well, because Mommy and daddy have a appointment with a lady from Social Services about adopting, and we get to decide if we want a girl or a boy tonight," she explained. Clark grinned.

"I want a boy," he stated. Martha chuckled and took his plate and glass as he finished.

"Yes well, your dad and I will make that choice, now upstairs young man please," she said smiling. He grinned the Kent grin and ran upstairs. She was about to yell no super speed when she decided it would be pointless.

Clark was standing between his mother and father as they entered the large house, it was what his mother called and Children's home. However, that didn't make much sense to Clark, since he lived in a home, and this didn't look anything like his home.

A nice woman, with dark brown hair and glasses approached them, she smiled and shook Martha and Jonathan's hand, she then looked down at Clark, "this must be Clark," she said she held her hand out. Clark looked up at his daddy, who simply nodded, and then Clark shook the woman's hand.

"He's charming," she grinned.

"Thank you, he's a little shy at first," stated Jonathan.

"So, we have several wonderful children, the younger ones are currently upstairs, if you'd like we can go meet them," Martha smiled. Jonathan nodded, and reached down to lift Clark into his arms. Knowing the little boy would get into less mischief in his father's protective arms.

The room was large, there were cribs and small beds, Clark was surprised by this, and quickly found he didn't like this much, this was what some people called an orphanage, and Clark knew enough about those to know that's where babies without mommies and daddies went.

"Daddy," Clark whispered tugging on his father's shirt. Jonathan smiled and looked at the little boy.

"What is it buddy?" He asked quietly, while Martha listened to the nice lady talk.

"You're not gonna leave me here are ya?" Jonathan looked stunned at the child, even Martha seemed to have heard that.

"Clark, honey," Martha whispered. Jonathan looked seriously at his son and smiled.

"Clark, we're here to bring another little boy or girl home so we can love them too, we're not here to trade you in for a better option. There is no better option than you Clark. We're here to help another child like you have a happy life. You enjoy being with your mom and me right?"

"Yeah," Clark stated softly. Martha smiled gently.

"We want another child to be just as happy as you are, and we want you to have someone to play with, okay," Clark looked at her and nodded.

"Okay mommy," he said. She grinned and took her husband's hand. They looked through the room. There were several children playing, either at a table, or on the floor. Clark looked up at his dad.

"Can I get down?" Jonathan nodded and allowed the little boy down on the floor. He wandered slowly around the room, several children were looking at him, but only one approached him, a little girl, probably about four years old walked over to him, holding a book.

"Hi," he said smiling. Martha and Jonathan watched with a smile, they had been surprised to see their son so willing to join in the other children play. Martha knew Clark longed to be with other children his age, and she felt bad about that, but right now she couldn't be happier.

"Hi, can you wead?" she asked, her blonde locks falling past her shoulders. She held a book tightly in her hands, and held it out to him. He smiled, and took the book.

"Sort of, my daddy's teaching me," explained Clark smiling. He sat down on the floor, the little girl sat right beside him, he opened the book and looked at the first couple words.

"I think we've made our choice," whispered Jonathan smiling.

"I think Clark made it for you," chuckled the nice lady. Clark pointed to each word as he tried to read and sound the words out, the little girl listened diligently. She was obviously enjoying herself, because she would giggle every once in awhile. Clark was grinning from ear to ear.

"How long will the paper work take?" Martha asked.

"Couple weeks, you can take her home today, the poor little girl's parents died in the meteor shower four years ago, she's been alone ever since. She's been here for most of those four years. Her name is Kara," explained the woman.

"Mommy!" called Clark as he and the little girl rushed over. Martha got a good look at the little girl, her daughter; she had shoulder length blond hair, and bright green eyes. She was a beautiful little girl. Martha bent down and smiled at the two.

"Well who is this pretty little girl?" Martha asked her son.

"Mommy this is Kara, Kara this is my mommy and that's my daddy," the little girl beamed at them. Martha felt her heart melt just like it had at the sight of her son. Kara stepped closer and hugged Martha, instantly Martha knew this was her daughter. As though God had sent this child to her.

"Awe you gonna be my mommy too?" she asked looking up into Martha's blue eyes. Martha looked up at Jonathan who smiled.

"Would you like us to be?" Jonathan asked as he knelt down. She reached over and hugged him too. Apparently she liked Jonathan because she remained in his arms.

"Yes," she stated softly. Martha and Jonathan looked up at Janet, their social worker, who smiled softly.

"Welcome to the family Kara," smiled Clark.

There was a little paper work to finish up before Martha and Jonathan took the two children home. Clark and Kara seemed to love one another almost instantly. Janet had told them that Kara had always been a quiet little girl, that's why she had never been adopted before, because no one wanted a shy child.

Martha chalked it up to another Kent Charm, Clark seemed to attract the girl almost instantly. All the way home he sat in the back of the truck with his new little sister and attempted to read the book out loud to her, periodically asking Martha's help.

By the time they arrived home from the three hour drive, Clark and Kara were both fast asleep. Jonathan smiled as he reached out and lifted Kara into his arms, Martha did the same with Clark.

"It's nice to carry two little bodies in the house, instead of one," stated Martha smiling. Jonathan nodded, as the four year old girl shifted, but remained against his chest, her head tucked under his chin. She sighed contentedly, as Martha watched him enter the house, she knew instantly Jonathan had taken to the little girl like Martha had originally taken to Clark.

"Just don't forget your son Jon," she whispered as she carried Clark to his room. Jonathan put Kara into her new bed.

"Night mommy," whispered Clark, as Martha tucked him into his bed. She smiled and kissed his temple.

"Goodnight baby," she smiled, running a gentle hand through his hair as she watched him sleep.

sorry they told me I had too many words the first time so here's the second part of the first part