Chapter 5:

Clark sat at the kitchen table for about 3 hours trying to figure out his feelings, an he came to the conclusion that he would romance her, take her out to special places and find out about her full feels. Until he was able to arrive at a conclusion on whether he loved her or not…as yet. He decided that is time for him to open up his heart completely to her; he didn't want to rush thinks though. The relationship was already fast paced as it is, he was contemplating love after meeting her a month and some weeks ago. Clark decided to open his heart but he would still hold off on his secret for a few months' possible years before he told her. He still was not prepared to be heart broken any time soon it was best to wait and not spring it on her. Realizing that it was very late, he cleaned up and went to bed.

Lana woke up early around six to the comforting smells of strawberry pancakes. She sat up on the bed and marveled at its size, much smaller than the one he had now. She was too bothered by what happened with Clark to notice before she went to bed last night. She really didn't know what to do, she loved him a lot, she loved being in his presents and when she wasn't her world was upside down. He was the closest since Jason, but she didn't know how she could get Clark to open up. There was a big part of his life that she didn't know about, he kept most things covered, that's why coming to Smallville was such a good thing for her. Lana really hoped at what she said, didn't push him farther away or scare him.

She sighed picked up her bag and walked to the bathroom to do her normal morning routine brush teeth, shower, light make up…etc. Once everything was complete she walked down stairs and into the kitchen, there the smell of strawberry pancakes was stronger.

"Good Morning Martha." Lana said putting on her best smile.

Martha turned around from the stove and faced the young and beautiful girl smiling in front of her. "Good morning. Did you have a good rest?"

Lana nodded. "Yes I did his bed is very comfortable…do you need any help?"

"No sweetheart, I'm almost finished her I hope you like strawberry pancakes…Clark loves them."

"They're great." Lana giggled to herself remembering the embarrassing vomiting incident she had on their first official date. Then she remembered them sleeping on the couch together, the movie, the Chinese food and best of all, the kiss. In the end, the date turned out to be the best she ever had and it left her hooked on the man that is Clark Kent.

"What's so funny?" Martha asked curiously before sitting at the table, Lana joined her.

"I'm remembering our first date, I threw up on him after eating 8 pancakes!" She giggled again and Martha joined her briefly. "Speaking of Clark where is he? Is he already up because I didn't see him when I passed through the living room."

"He is somewhere around here doing his chores, he will be back shortly."

Lana nodded. "I can't believe he is up so early, normal he is knocked out cold." She looked at her watch. 6: 40

Martha smiled keeping her lips together. How does she know that he doesn't wake up early? She better not be sleeping over there. Martha said to herself. But despite Martha hopes, she was. Every Tuesday Lana would spend the night and leave around noon the next day only because they both had classes. This trend was developed during their 3 week together, Clark and Lana hung out late and it was too late for Lana to drive home so she stayed. He took the couch but eventually found himself back in his bedroom sleeping next to her.

"It must be hard to live on a farm…it seems like a lot of work." Lana definitely knew that the farm life wasn't for her, sure she could help out once in a while but owning and living on a farm was a big hell no.

"It is pretty hard, sometimes it gets lonely…but it's my life and I can't abandon it." Martha weak smile trying to cover up some of her sadness, but Lana saw it and decided to keep quite.

Seconds passed and Clark entered through the kitchen door. "Mom, I'm finished for now…I might clean the shutters later." He looked up and saw his two favorite ladies at the table, but the sight of Lana made his heartbeat quicken. "Morning Lana. Did you sleep well? I was kind of worried because sometimes I didn't sleep well, the bed can be uncomfortable plus I outgrew it."

"It was fine Clark, it treated me like royalty." He walked up to her and she scrolled his body. He had grease stains all over his hands and white tee. Why is he wearing white in the first place? He was sweaty, and his hair was very wild. Somehow this turned her on, he looked hot she wished she could tell him but Martha was sitting right next to her.

"I'm gonna go clean up ok?" Lana nodded. "Then after we eat I have to do some more work around here and your going to help me."

Oh boy Lana said to herself. "Like what?"

He chuckled at her expression a mix between confused and afraid. "Like feed the pigs, the horses, the cows, chicken, and clean up after them…if you know what I mean." He looked at her expecting a reaction and it came.

"Clean up after them! Me? Feeding is fine but not cleaning after."

He and Martha both laughed. "What are you afraid of getting dirty?" he asked.

"YES! I don't want that stuff on me or my clothes…I don't even have proper clothes for that!" She protested but managed to keep her voice level the same.

"Don't worry baby, I'm sure mom has some extra clothes that you can put on…don't worry it will be fun." With that a smile he walked away. It wasn't exactly romantic but it was going to be entertaining.

"Clark this is not fun!" Lana said as she hid behind him. They both stood in the pigpen and Clark began to feed them. Lana watched them in disgust as they onked and squealed for the food, some pigs even tried to sniff her leg.

A pig came closer to her and she grabbed at Clark's arm in fear. "Get it away from me." She wined.

Clark chuckled and quickly shooed it away. "It's not that bad…they don't bit."

"Clark please can we go, you fed em." She looked at him with the best puppy look eyes she could muster.

He sighed. "Fine, but you owe me a kiss later."

"Ok!" She let go of his arms and quick ran out of the pen collecting a lot of mud in the process.

He threw some more food for the pigs and followed after her. "Next stop, chickens!"

The day went on and Clark and Lana finished their chores, which Lana found grueling and disgusting. Cleaning up cow dung and running after chickens wasn't exactly her style, she was a city girl. After finishing up, they took turns taking showers trying hardest to get all of the mud, dung and sweat off of them. Next they sat on the porch and talked.

"It's so quiet around here, not like the city at all." She sat and took in the view, it wasn't the best but to Lana it was peaceful and nice. On the chair she sat sideways and one of her feet was on Clark's lap. He was giving her a foot massage, since she claimed that her foot was killing her after all of that hard work. But in reality she just loved the feel of his hands, there was something so sexy about him doing that for her.

"You are right, the city is too busy and loud." He agreed as he continued to caress her foot. Her feet were well kept, nail polished, soft with no corns or really any marks. Perfect

"I might have to take over this farm one day?"

"What would you do with it?"

"I dunno…I could sell it but I'm sure Mom wouldn't want that. I guess I would keep it as my second home (If I could) when I retire I would live here for good."

"That sound like a good plan, I'm sure your parents would be happy with any decision you make." He nodded. "So, when are you going to show me around?"

"It's really nothing to see, you saw the barns and stuff." She nodded and continued to gaze at the view.

They were silent for a moment while Clark thought of place on the farm he could show her, and slowly it came to him. He himself hadn't been there in a long time. "Come on I want to show you something?"

Lana was a bit startled. "What is it?" Instead of a reply he quickly put back on her flip-flops, he picked her up and carried her over his shoulder. She kicked and screamed playfully not really sure of his intentions. "Claaarrk, put me down."

"Nope. Hold on." He smacked her butt and took off running. She began to laugh as he ran with her over his shoulder, although her face was facing the ground she wasn't afraid in the least. Lana knew that Clark wouldn't let her fall, she knew that he would protect her from anything. She admired his strength, he didn't struggle or break a sweat even, he carried her like if she was the thinnest sheet of paper. They got there and Clark put her down. "Thank you."

"Your Welcome."

She gathered herself together; fixing her clothes and hair. She saw that the place was big and had a lot of junk around, had no doors and had a wooden staircase that lead to an upper platform. "Where are we?"

"The loft, my fortress of solitude." He looked at her and saw that she was confused. "Basically the place where I spent a lot of my teenage years. I had a lot of memories in here, good and bad." He began to walk up stairs and Lana followed. Once he got up there he pointed to the window. "I watched many sunsets here…I was hoping we could watch it later."

"I would love too Clark…So, I'm going to be a good memory or bad memory?" She bounced to him with a playful smile.

"Mmm…it depends if I get that kiss you owe me." He gave a flirtatious smile and pulled her close to him. She got on her tippy-toes and Clark lowered his head and allowed her to kiss him. Her lips were soft and supple, he loved them so much, and he especially loved to suck and lick on them. It was his favorite next to French kissing, during the kiss he made sure that he visited very inch of her mouth and lips and Lana did the same. "So I'm I a good memory now?" She asked softly as she pulled away from his lips but remained close enough that their noses touched.

Clark just nodded still focusing on her lips, he went for another kiss but Lana back away and walked to his telescope. He was definitely bummed out, but he knew the game she was playing. Hard to get

Clark gave a knowing smile.

"Interesting in astronomy huh?" Lana bent over so that she could look into the lens. "Why is it so low?"

Clark chuckled to himself and adjusted for her so that she did not have to bend so low. "Better?" He asked.

"Yep." She looked into the lens and saw nothing but the blue sky.

"Yes I am into astronomy, I like to believe that there are others out there." Clark came behind her and wrapped his hands around her waist. He felt a little bold so he gently pushed her hair to the side and began to kiss her neck lightly causing her to giggle. "You like this?" He asked feeling even more bold.

She nodded and he continued this time using his tongue making her moan. "Mmm…that feels good."

"I'm glad." He didn't continuing to kiss here fearing that he might go to far but, he still kept her in his arms as he swayed them slowly from side to side.

"You said you like to believe that there are others out there, do you believe in aliens?" Lana leaned back against his chest.

"Yeah…do you?" Please say yes, PLEASE SAY YES

"No. The thought of aliens is too freaky for me, I would run for my life if I see one."

Clark continued to hold her but inside he was crushed, it sucked to be him. He was potentially in love with a beautiful woman that he imagines spending the rest of his life with but she might run away from him if she finds out if that he was an alien. Lana could feel the change in his body language. "What's the matter sweetheart?"

"Nothing." He lied. Clark looked at his watch 11:30 and he remembered that the Smallville Movie Theater was having an old movies day, which took place every spring break. "Hey Lana, Smallville Movie Theater is having old movies day. It's a day where you can watch all the old movies from the 50's-late 80's, it happens every spring break do you want to go?"

She turned around and faced him. "Yeah! I love too, do they have Marilyn Monroe movies?"

"Yep."

"What about Humprey Bogarts movies…what about Mary Poppins and GREASE?" She was now jumping up and down.

"I'm sure they have them all. Let me tell mom and we will go."

Clark and Lana got out of Clark's truck and stared at the Movie Theater in front of them. There were posters and writings all around informing them about what movies were showing. Clark walked around the jeep and met Lana, he took her by the hand and led her to the ticket line. "So what movies do you want to see?" he asked.

She looked up at the sign and pondered for a while. "How about Casablanca, Mary Poppins, Grease, Monkey business, and the Rear window?"

"Sounds good to me, although I have seen all of them before expect for Grease."

" You haven't seen GREASE? Are you serious?" She was so shocked and yet amused by him. Now Clark was feeling embarrassed turning a soft shade of red. Generally Lana felt like it was her duty to teach him certain things because sometimes he could be so dense and inexperienced. "Don't worry Clark, I will update you." Lana smiled at him and he smiled back.

After spending a few minutes in Line they bought there tickets for each movie they were planning to see. Tickets only cost 2 dollars each and luckily for them their movies went along perfectly on the show time schedule. They got inside of the Theater and Clark bought them a huge bowl of popcorn and 2 sodas each, everything was going smoothly until the bounced into Lois and her friend

"Hey Clark, Nice to see you again. I guess we can't help but stay away from each other huh?" Lois said with smile hold popcorn of her own.

"I guess not. Lana and I trying to check up on old movies." Lana waved hello, not really wanting to say a word to Lois or her company.

"Skip and I are trying to do the same. Skip, Clark, Clark meet Skip my fiancée." Clark almost choked on his popcorn. Was he hearing right? Did Lois really say that she was engage to a 5 foot and 9 inch Asian guy named Skip? His mouth hung open in disbelief while Lana on the other hand was relieved, she didn't have to worry about Lois stealing her man. "Congratulations! Lois, WOW." Lana exclaimed finally speaking.

"Thanks." Lois looked over to Clark to see his face with mixed expressions. "Whee...Whe.." Clark clears his throat. "When did this happen?" Clark finally said.

Skip decided to take the lead on this one. "We meet about 7 months back and totally fell in love." Skip pulled Lois into a kiss to show their love for one another but Clark was not really feeling it. He took a good look of Skip, he was medium cut and looked about 7 years older that Lois. "How old are you Kip?"

"It's Skip..I'm going on 30 in a couple of months why?"

Wow, they were almost 9 years apart "I'm just checking up on Lois. We go way back."

Skip nodded and Lois tried to avoid Clark's eye contact. She knew exactly what he was thinking. Why so soon? Why is he so old? You are so young?

Lana felt the tension and decided to cut the awkward moment short. "Well our movie starts in a bit so we have to get going now."

"Ok. Bye guys." Lois said with relief, Skip put his arms around his shoulder and they walked away.

"BYE SKIP." Clark called out!