After Clark left Lois's apartment, he went to his car and drove back to his motel room. He can't go back to the nightclub, because he knows either Lois or his parents will be there, looking for him.

Clark, just go back home. You have people there who care about you.

No! I am not going back there! They just want me to be someone that I'm not!

--------------------------------------------------------

The following day, Lana steps off of a bus at the Metropolis bus station. She isn't going back without Clark, so why drive to Metropolis herself? Lana walks to a bench and sits down with her purse on her lap.

Now where would Clark be? It's only five in the afternoon, he won't be at a nightclub. His old apartment he was at before is only a few blocks away, I can check there.

----------------------------------------------------------

After a short walk through a neighborhood she would really rather not be in, she arrives. His car isn't anywhere in sight.

Well, that's ok. He probably hid it somewhere. I'll just walk up to the door and see if he's home.

Lana jogs up the steps and approaches the door. She knocks twice and waits. Nothing, so she peeks in the window. The room is dark and empty without any signs of anyone living there.

Great. Off to the nightclubs to wait.

-------------------------------------------------------

Clark screeches to a stop in front of Atlantis. He steps out of the car and slips on his sunglasses.

Lana watches from across the street.

Clark walks around his Camaro and tosses the keys to a valet. "Just park it for me." Clark instructs him and walks inside. Lana follows close behind. Clark isn't in the mood for a drink, so he relaxes on a couch in the corner of the nightclub. While Clark is looking the other way, Lana sits down beside him. When she sets her hand on his knee, he nearly jumps.

"Lana, what are you doing here?" Clark asks, getting up off the couch.

"I came to see you. I was worried about you." She says, getting up herself.

"Well, whatever my parents asked you to do, you can forget it. I'm not going back home." Clark says coldly and turns to walk away.

Lana grabs his arm to stop him. "I did not do this for your parents. I did it because I don't want to lose you, Clark."

"Lana, the Clark Kent you know is gone. And trust me, you don't want to know who replaced him." Clark tells her and continues to leave.

"Then give me a chance to get to know you." Lana says as her last attempt.

Clark turns around and walks back up to Lana. "Are you sure you want to know the real Clark Kent?"

"Yes, Clark." She tells him.

No more waiting.

Lana pulls Clark's head toward her and kisses him firmly. As soon as her lips touch his, Clark feels a warming flowing through his veins toward his index finger. His finger around the ring starts to burn and his first reaction is to pull away, but it feels to good to have Lana in his arms. Suddenly, the ring explodes and knocks Lana and Clark to the ground. People gather around the two.

"Clark, what happened?" Lana asks Clark as he helps her to his feet.

"I… I… don't know." Clark stutters and grabs his finger where the ring once was.

-----------------------------------------------------------

Clark and Lana walk out of the nightclub towards his car.

"Are you sure you're ok? It knocked us both down…" Clark asks her.

She smiles. "Yes, I'm ok." Lana looks over to him and studies his face. "Clark, when I kissed you… You kissed me back. Did you mean it?"

Clark stops and faces her. "I meant every bit of it. Lana, I am so sorry… for everything. I know that doesn't mean much, since I've had to say it so many times. But, I really am." He tells her.

"I believe you." She tells him and runs her hand down his cheek.

"I realize now, that you were always in love with me while I was with Sophie. For that, I'm more sorry than ever. I can be real dense about some things. I don't know why I was fooling myself with Sophie. I'm going to always be in love with you. We really do belong together." Clark tells her, his eyes never leaving hers.

"I can't tell you how good it feels to hear you say that." Lana says and Clark bends down to kiss her. Clark picks her up while kissing her, spinning her around. She giggles and smiles as he sets her down.

"Let's go home." Clark says and they continue walking to his car, hand in hand.

They get closer to his car and a dark hooded figure step out of the shadows. "Hold on." Clark stops her. The person keeps walking to the car and takes a lighter out of his pocket. That's when Clark sees the white rag hanging out of the opened gas cap. The person in a hooded sweatshirt tosses the lighter, the flame igniting the rag.

"No!" Clark screams and steps in front of Lana. The car explodes into a massive fireball, knocking them to the ground. Two cars beside it catch on fire and soon explode. Clark looks back at the person and they drop the hood. It's the drug dealer Clark threatened on the docks. He smiles before raising a black handgun and fires twice. Clark reacts quickly and rolls Lana and him behind a car. The man keeps firing, blasting out the cars windows and tires.

"Clark, why is he shooting at us?" Lana asks.

"I pissed off the wrong people. Stay here." He tells her and gets up.

"No! Don't leave! He has a gun, you don't." Lana says, concerned. Clark doesn't listen and steps out from behind the car.

If she sees me, the secret is all over.

Clark superspeeds behind him and grabs his shoulder, turning him around.

"I don't know how you did that, but your going to die." The man says and fires two bullets into Clark's chest. The bullets of course, bounce off and that is where the man really starts to look scared.

"I wouldn't be too sure of that." Clark tells him and grabs him, throwing him through the air at least twenty feet smashing the car Lana is hiding behind. Clark looks down to his leather jacket, noticing the bullet holes. He rips the jacket off and throws it aside. "Lana, it's ok." He announces and she gets out from behind the car. She stares at the man, lying unconscious on the car and then looks at Clark.

"How did you… stop him?" She asks.

"Motivation I guess. He tried to hurt us, and I'm not going to let anyone hurt the people I love." "As long as I can help it." He adds, thinking of Sophie.

Two cop cars screech to a stop behind them. A cop opens the door and puts his hand on his gun.