Lana walks back in to the living room where Clark is on the couch still. He's trying to take his dirty shirt off, but struggling with his sore arms.

"Clark, let me help." Lana offers and sits down beside him.

Clark smiles. "I think I can handle it, Lana."

"Your sore, just take it easy and let me help you. Your parents said I could stay and make sure your ok." Lana tells him and starts to lift his shirt off. Clark relaxes, letting her. Being undressed by Lana is kind of nice, actually. Once Lana gets his shirt completely off, Clark instantly feels better. He tests his xray vision, not realizing where he's looking and sees through her shirt.

Clark grins, oops.

"What's so funny?" Lana asks.

"Why would I want to argue over you undressing me?" He asks.

"Clark!" Lana scolds, pushing him back. Clark falls back and drags her with him. She giggles and suddenly stops as she's staring into his eyes.

How can she possibly be this beautiful every time I see her?

Clark leans up and kisses her lips passionately. Clark begins to run his hands down her back and a little bit lower than that. He forgets there on the couch and they roll over on to the floor. They both don't mind as long as they don't break contact. Clark's hands leave her butt and travel up her stomach to her chest.

Woah, Clark… Wait, this is perfect. I don't care anymore, Clark and I are finally together.

Lana! How can you not care? Clark is reaching uncharted territory.

"Clark?" Lana whispers, breaking the kiss.

"Yes, Lana?" Clark asks.

"If I don't stop you now, I don't think I'll be able to." She tells him.

"So are you saying I should stop?"

"I don't know what I'm saying. I don't want to stop, but this isn't the time or place." Lana explains.

"I guess your right." Clark agrees. Clark gets off of her and helps her to her feet.

"You must be feeling better." Lana comments.

"Oh. Yeah, I am actually." Clark admits.

"Wasn't there a bruise above your eye?" Lana asks, confused and starts checking out his face.

"I don't… know. Are you hungry? I'm kind of hungry." Clark changes the subject and walks in to the kitchen. Lana just stands there, looking more confused.

I could have sworn he had a bruise on his forehead. And why did he change the subject like that?

"Um, yeah. I am hungry." Lana answers and follows him.

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In the morning, Clark and Lana sit outside on the porch with cups of coffee Lana made. It feels strange to have the house all to themselves. Strange, but nice.

Lex's silver Porsche comes speeding up the driveway. "Uh oh, what am I going to tell Lex?" Clark asks.

"The truth, that it was an accident." Lana tells him. Lex stops the car in front of the house and gets out.

"Clark! Are you ok? I just found my Aston Martin upside down in the ditch on Route 29." Lex asks and walks up the steps.

"Yeah, we kind of had an accident on our way home last night." Clark explains.

"Kind of had an accident? The left side of the car looked like it hit a semi head on." Lex comments.

"I'm really sorry about the car, Lex. It was late and it was dark…" Clark tries to explain.

"I'm not worried about the car. Just want to make sure your ok." Lex tells him.

"Yeah, we're fine. I just can't believe the luck I've had with cars lately." Clark says.

"Your camaro was stolen and blown up in a shootout outside a Metropolis nightclub? I have to admit that is some luck." Lex says. He doesn't believe Clark's story on what happened with his camaro. He believes Clark had something to do with what happened at the nightclub, but isn't sure what.

"Maybe I should help you with the car? The police probably want to know what happened." Clark offers.

"No, I can take care of all that. You've already been through enough. I need to get off to Metropolis, I'll talk to you two later." Lex tells Clark and Lana.

"Alright, see ya later, Lex." Clark says and Lex walks away.

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Later that afternoon, Clark's parents drive up. Clark and Lana are relaxing up in the loft. Well, relaxing everything but their tongues that is.

"Clark! We're home!" Jonathon announces from the driveway. Clark and Lana break apart and walk down the steps.

"Hey mom and dad." Clark greets them as they walk in to the driveway.

"Clark, I'm so glad to see your ok." Martha says and hugs her son.

"Yeah, I'm feeling a lot better." Clark says and glances at Lana.

"Thanks so much, Lana for staying with him." Martha thanks her.

"Oh, it was no problem. I enjoyed taking care of him." Lana says with a smile.

Clark smiles for a different reason. If only you knew how much she did enjoy.

"So, did you have a good time?" Clark asks.

"We had a great time." Jonathon says and puts his arm around Martha.

"Yeah, it was nice to get away." Martha tells them.

"Ok, I gotta go. I will see you all later." Lana announces.

"I'll see you tomorrow?" Clark asks, pulling her to him.

"Of course. Bye." Lana tells him and gives him a long kiss.

"Bye Lana." Clark whispers as they break the kiss. Lana looks back after walking a few feet and gives off one of her heart stopping smiles. Clark watches her until she gets in her Jeep.

"You two seem to be getting along well." Martha comments, bringing Clark out of his trance.

"Yeah, we are. I just wish we didn't waste all that time apart when we could have been together." Clark admits.

"You two have the rest of your lives that you can be together. There isn't any rush, Clark." Jonathon tells him.

"I know. We could have just saved each other from a lot of hurt, though." Clark tells them and walks back toward the barn.

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A/N: To all those people that want Clark/Lois instead of Clark/Lana… Screw you, my story! :-P Just wait, and I promise Lois will be in it more.

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