The next two days went by in a blur, and soon Clark found himself sitting at the table finishing dinner as Jack came in and announced that capture the flag would start tonight at dusk, until then the kids could occupy themselves. Daniel had been discussing going to Arts and Crafts shortly after dinner, while the boys probably weren't too interested, Clark had to admit it seemed like a simple thing.

The morning had been horse riding, which led to Jeremy falling off his horse, then there swimming, which no boy had been very interested in, so they decided maybe arts and crafts were safe.

Clark smiled as he held several things in his hands, the boys had spread out across the table to make whatever they wanted.

"Clark..." Clark looked down at his little brother and grinned.

"Hey buddy, what's up?"

"I made this for you and daddy, and I made this for you to give to Chloe," Chris had been busy, but then the boy had always been good with his hands. He held four necklaces; two were identical, holding small arrowheads on a brown leather band. They were amazing, the third one had a tiny blue stone hanging from it, and other small beads, then there was the fourth one with a beautiful cross hanging from it.

"Thank you Chris, who's this one for?" Clark said pointing to the fourth one.

"Mom," Chris grinned. Clark smiled and gently took the first necklace and latched it around his neck.

"Thank you, why don't you keep these two and I'll give this one to Chloe," Chris nodded.

"Guys, Capture the Flag begins, we need to go meet out in the field," nodding the kids all headed outside, the sun was just beginning to set, casting a pink red across the sky. Jack stood on a table, as everyone gathered around.

"Okay folks, the key here is safety, there are two teams, all the boy cabins are the blue team all the girl cabins are the red team. A captain needs to be chosen for each team, then you all need to decide where to hide your flag.

Pete was chosen captain for the guys, and he strategically placed everyone in certain spots, they hid their flag, and as the sun finally fell the kids all headed out. Chris stuck close to Clark.

Clark's main goal was to catch Chloe, for some reason he just wanted to say he had caught her. He grinned as he heard various squeals from both teams as someone was caught. Clark grinned when he spotted her sitting by the edge of the woods, Chris had disappeared with a group of boys over twenty minutes ago. He chuckled softly and headed right towards her, he slipped his hand over her eyes, causing her to jump.

"No fast moves or I'll be forced to take you hostage," she grinned, even though she loved this man, she still wasn't going to go down too easily. No need to fuel his ego any more than it already was.

Chloe ducked and rolled to the right, out of his reach, and leaped to her feet to start running. If she could get back over the Red Team's lines then she could turn on him and capture him as the scout instead of the other way around. The problem with that strategy was that Clark was just as smart as she was and he was expecting her to bolt. She hadn't run more than a few yards when she felt his strong arms around her waist, and he used his momentum and weight to drag her down to the ground. He was being careful, though, and Chloe realized it instantly. She was pulled down on top of him as Clark made sure to cushion her fall with his own body, although she did hear him grunt when her elbow dug into his solar plexus as they landed.

Chloe lay still, conceding the capture and giving him a chance to get the breath back that had been knocked out of him.

"You okay?" she asked

"Yeah." His arms were still wrapped around her, though, as though he expected her to try and run again. "Just got me in the gut."

"Sorry about that." She wriggled a little, moving off him to lie next to him, rather enjoying the way he was holding her. "Did I make it over the line?"

"Not even close. But it was a good try." Clark grinned and turned towards her, barely able to make out her face in the scant light from the stars and the distant camp buildings. "You're caught."

Chloe nodded, and felt him relax his grip a little, although he still didn't let her go.

"Well what should we do now?" she asked looking at him. They were only inches apart, and part of her wanted so badly to kiss him. He looked at her and smiled gently.

"I wanted to thank you, you've helped steer a couple of scary girls away..."

"You've helped me just as much Clark, did you see that creepy boy from Australia? He was staring at me too until you kissed him away," she laughed. He leaned down and kissed her cheek, she smiled, he leaned down again, letting her arms wrap around his neck, then kissed her cheek again.

"I..." he shook his head and suddenly claimed her lips.

"This isn't a good spot, Clark," Chloe whispered raggedly a moment later. She held him tightly to make sure he didn't misunderstand her. She wanted to continue their present conversation, but... "Some kid could trip over us any minute," she explained, "besides if we're spotted, we're in big trouble.

Clark groaned, but had to admit she was absolutely correct. It was a bit out of the way, but there was a chance that they'd be found where they were. He stood up and pulled her to her feet, looking around. Silently, he took her hand, and the two of them snuck off, deeper into the woods and well out of range of where the kids were allowed to go. Here they wouldn't be interrupted, Chloe knew. She smiled when he kissed her again, even though he couldn't see it, and as they sank back down onto the soft grass, she couldn't help but giggle.

The game progressed into the night. No one seemed to realize that the capture ratio for the Red Team and the Blue Team had dropped noticeably, and no one would have cared anyways. The kids were having too much fun running in the night, chasing each other and yelling to notice that the best scout on each team had vanished.

When the camp horn sounded, telling all the campers that a flag had been caught and the game was over, no one even noticed when Chloe and Clark came walking out of the dark, hand in hand. Until they walked by Pete and Lana, who'd been talking as Pete guarded the prisoners the Blue Team had captured. Lana saw them, and started chuckling. Pete looked to see what was so funny, but wasn't sure what it was. Clark and Chloe were holding hands, which was unusual maybe – except that girl who had been eyeing Clark had been seen in the area only a few moments before, so it was most likely part of the ruse.

"What's so funny?"

"They've been gone since the game started, and when they came out here their clothes were much neater," Pete looked at them and realized she was right.

"Hey man," Pete greeted. Clark smiled and nodded.

"Anyone win?"

"Yeah the girls," Pete groaned. Clark chuckled and looked down at the boys surrounded them, Kara was smiling as she came towards Chloe and Clark.

"We won Chloe!" cheered Kara. Chloe smiled and hugged the girl.

"I heard, nice job! Clark, Pete, see you in the morning." Clark smiled and nodded.

"See you tomorrow," Clark watched the girls head off and grinned.

"Man where have you been?"

"In the forest," Clark said smiling softly.

"You didn't..."

"No...no, are you kidding my dad would have my head, no we kinda made out for awhile...and well talked that was it," Pete nodded.

Clark went so sleep that evening with Chloe on his mind, what he had told Pete was true, Chloe and Clark had spent quite sometime making out, but they had both stopped when they realized how serious it could have become and that neither was ready for it yet. They had spent the next hour talking about anything and everything. It had been the first time Chloe had told Clark about her mother, and Clark had told her about his childhood as an adopted child. Clark was suddenly able to say that it had been the best night of his life. As he closed his eyes that night he could help but fall asleep with a smile dawning his handsome features.