b as much as everyone would like to believe this is Clark's big party scene it's really not, I didn't know how to write it, and I write things as they come to me. So instead I made this chapter mostly about Jonathan and Martha and their weekend, or at least the important parts. I know it doesn't seem very good and I'm sorry about that. However I didn't want to go to far into it, because my version of the party scene was turning out a lot like the Clark with Siblings story and these two stories are different. /b

Chapter Nine: The Not so little Accident

"Okay there's chili in the freezer, and pizza on the top shelf, oh, don't use the bathroom upstairs, it needs to be snaked again, Clark! Some sign you've heard me," Martha called as she pulled the boy's head phones off. He looked at her and grinned.

"Nuclear chili dinner, no bathroom upstairs, and feed the dorks to the lions, right," she rolled her eyes.

"Clark we're only going to be gone a weekend, I'd like the house to be here when we return."

"Oh ye of little faith," Clark said grinning.

"CLARK!" the two jumped at the sound of Jonathan's voice. Clark and Martha hurried outside, where Katie, Kara, Chris and Kyle were already sitting there on Jonathan's truck watching him try to fix something.

"Clark could you?" Jonathan grinned and lifted the truck up, his brothers and sisters giggling.

"Okay everyone," Jonathan reached up and lifted his children one by one out of the back of the truck as Clark set it down, "one weekend, that's two days two nights, so please be good. Kara help your brother rein in these two, Clark watch for Katie okay, she's little still," the three year old girl seemingly understood this because she hurriedly pouted, "say bye to your mom," Jonathan wasn't surprised when all five children hurried over to say goodbye to their mother, leaving Jonathan waiting, his arms wide open. He chuckled as he threw his hands into the air, just as he looked down Katie pulled on his pant leg and smiled. He grinned and swooped the child up into his arms.

"Okay precious one, you be good for Clark okay?" the girl grinned and hugged his neck tightly.

"Okay daddy," the girl said grinning. Jonathan smiled and handed her to Clark.

"Okay now all the emergency numbers are on the fridge, as well as the number to the hotel..." Martha was silenced by Jonathan's loving hand.

"They'll be fine, and soon madam so shall we be," he said smiling. She chuckled and turned to the car door he opened for her.

"Oh, dad, here," Clark handed them a card, it had a small sauce stain at the bottom, but in his hand writing, "it's from all of us, I think you'll like it," Clark stated.

"Bye sweetheart," Martha hugged her son quickly one last time and got into the truck. With a large smile Jonathan tossed his working rag at Clark, thanked him for the card, and drove off in the truck with his wife.

"Okay so who wants to play a little basketball?" Clark asked grinning. The four children, including Katie; all cheered loudly.

The next several hours, until dusk neared Clark, Katie and Chris played Kyle and Kara in basketball. Clark laughed as he lifted Katie into the air so she could slam dunk. She cheered for her self, as did her siblings. Clark chuckled and brought her to his hip.

"You guys about ready for dinner, baths and bed?" He wasn't surprised when they all yelled no cheerfully, "too bad," he grinned. They all giggled and followed Clark inside.

"Hey Clark, you being in high school isn't going to change this is it?" asked Kyle.

"Change what buddy?" Clark asked as he sat Katie on the counter and dug through the fridge to try and find something for them to all eat.

"You being cool to us?" Chris finished for his brother. Clark turned and smiled, kneeling down he looked at his two little brothers, then up at Kara and Katie.

"You guys, we're family before anything, and I could never out grow you guys," he paused then grinned, "except for vertically of course," he said placing a kiss to Katie's forehead, "how does pizza sound?" He asked, again they all cheered.

Clark grinned two hours later when he realized he had them all bathed, fed, clean, happy and fast asleep, including Kara, who had helped him put them all to bed. She had been a huge help tonight. Sighing he headed up to his own room and headed to sleep, hoping his parents were having a great time, while he was sure he could handle this by himself.

"Jonathan, as much as I love this, we have to be careful...we're not honeymooners anymore," murmured Martha as she pressed her lips against Jonathan's. They had just gotten into their honeymoon suite, when Jonathan started kissing her.

"Careful, I could have sworn your doctor said you weren't going to have anymore kids," Jonathan smiled.

"As much as I'd love to believe her...I have my doubts, Jonathan..."

"Martha, let's just enjoy the weekend all right, it's our twentieth anniversary, we deserve to be happy," she grinned and hugged him tightly.

"I am happy, I've been happy, didn't you know sweetheart, love is spelled K-E-N-T, and Mr. Kent I love you more than anything in this whole world," he chuckled.

"You're not my father!" bit Kara early the next afternoon, Clark groaned. She had been grounded a week earlier, and their father had made it stunningly obvious that if Kara broke the grounding rule, she would be in a worse punishment.

"I may not be your father, but right now I'm the head of this house, and you're not going to that party!" Clark didn't like the idea of a Junior High School party, or the idea of his little sister going to it.

"I believe I said no, look Kara, you may not get this, but you're staying here tonight, and if you even try to sneak out, I will lock you in your room, and don't challenge me because you know I will," growled Clark.

"Damn!" hissed Kara. An hand snapped out and gripped her upper arm, she was whirled around to stare right into her older brother's face.

"Would you like to repeat that last word?" His glare was father-like, and made Kara almost gasp at how much Clark looked like their father. The intense gaze was similar, the strong hold on the arm was firm, the voice was steady and the threat evident.

"I heard you all right!" bit Kara walking away angrily.

Kara was angry, for all the shouting Clark had done to her and at her, he was currently throwing his own party, and a doozie of one too, Clark had banished the other four children to their rooms, although they had all started gathering in Kara's room.

"You shouldn't sneak out Kara," stated Chris gently looking at his older sister. Kara glared at her brother.

"Don't you get it Chris, Clark told me I couldn't have a party so now he's throwing a party that will ultimately ground him for life!" bit Kara as she opened her door.

Two Months Later

Martha Kent sighed as she sat on the cold steel table, glaring at the test results, she didn't need them to know the truth, however she did need them to explain this mess to her husband.

"Well Martha, I must say this is a surprise..."

"Amy, we didn't plan this, Jonathan and I were careful...apparently not careful enough," Martha's eyes were welling up with tears, she hated this part of it.

"Martha listen to me, you don't have to go through with this if you don't want to, you could always..."