Chapter Seven: Just Like Clark
Jonathan Kent rolled over, only to find a small body snuggled close to his chest, looking down he gazed at the tiny little girl, only three years old she was the spitting image of her mother. She had fly away red hair and big gray eyes. Her eyes however, were closed, the long lashes against her beautiful pale cheeks, as she slept soundly. Her two middle fingers in her mouth, palm up.
Jonathan chuckled; he was never quite sure how the little girl managed that position, but she was adorable nevertheless. He grinned as his wife turned over and looked at him. He could see just on the other side of her, slept their twin boys.
"Good morning," she whispered with a smile. He grinned at her; there had been a time when they were sure they'd never have children. Their lives had been empty, but then they found Clark, or Clark found them. It had been the day of the meteor shower.
Three years later, Martha and Jonathan had decided they would adopt another child, upon entering Clark met an adorable girl named Kara, and instantly fell in love with the child. Martha knew instantly this was her little girl, they adopted her, bringing Clark Kent and Kara Kent into the family. Ten years after finding Clark and Kara, Martha had discovered she was pregnant. The doctors had held little hope for Martha carrying the child even a full three months. However, she did, and nine months after finding out, Martha gave birth to two beautiful twin boys, identical; except their hair, Kyle and Christopher.
Two years later Katherine joined the family as the last child, and she was probably the apple of everyone's eyes. Clark adored his little sisters and twin brothers. Although sometimes Jonathan could see Clark got frustrated having brothers and sister; he was generally happy to have them around.
"So when did the dream team join us?" inquired Jonathan looking at their three youngest children. There had been a span of about six years when it had just been Clark and Kara who had always crawled into bed with their parents, after nightmares and bad dreams and nasty storms. Jonathan had jokingly called Clark "icy toes" and Kara "cover-kidnapper". Martha and Jonathan remembered those rough few years when their two children had kept them awake at night.
"Sometime around two, Katie had a nightmare, and the boys heard the storm. I think Kara is bunking on Clark's floor," stated Martha. While Kara was too adult to admit it, she was terrified by thunderstorms and often ran to her brother for protection.
"Figures, I'm getting up, should I wake them?" Jonathan asked pointing to the twins. Martha smiled and wrapped an arm around the two little boys.
"Leave them, a little longer," Jonathan grinned and kissed his wife, then lifted himself from the bed. He watched as his young daughter instantly turned to her mother for the warmth that she had just lost.
"Kara's soccer game is at ten, so make sure she's awake, Chris and Kyle's baseball game is at one, Clark is the ref in Kara's game, so make sure they're awake and ready to go," called Martha smiling as Katie moved closer to her mother.
Two hours later the house was busy with a flurry of activity, Clark stood beside his father hurrying making the eggs, country music blasting through the kitchen, while the twins and Kara ran around the house trying to find their gear. Martha hurried trying to get them all ready.
"Mom were are my cleats!" called Kara.
"Mom have you seen my baseball shorts?"
"Clark, I'm ready," Clark turned around, along with his father to smile down at Chris. Kneeling down Clark grinned and placed his hands on Chris' shoulders.
"Buddy, where are you're glasses?" The small child had just recently gotten glasses, unable to see far things. Clark had noticed it early on, however Chris didn't like them.
"I..." Chris looked down at the floor, "what if everyone laughs at 'em?" he asked. Clark lifted his little brother into his arms and pecked him on the cheek, then looked at his dad.
"I'll handle this, you go get him ready," Jonathan smiled as he pressed a kiss to Chris' cheek as well. Nodding Clark whisked Chris away to his room, just as Martha, Kara and Katie came running down the stairs.
"Kara can you get the plates on the table," Jonathan asked, the girl nodded and hurried to do as her father asked, Martha carried Katie over to him and he grinned.
"How's my favorite princess?" He asked grinning, the girl leaned forward and smiled as Jonathan kissed her on the forehead. She grinned and clapped. A few moments later Clark came back down, each twin occupying a hip.