Clark flung the doors open as he stormed into Lex's study. "How could you Lex?"

"It's nice to see you too, but what I am being accused of doing now?" Lex asked pleasantly.

"Don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about." Clark demanded. "How could you do that to me? Did you set it all up? I thought I was your friend."

"I thought so, too." Lex said seriously as he stood up and walked around to the front of the desk. "You know Clark. You have been the closest thing to a true friend that I have ever allowed myself to have. After that day on the bridge I noticed all the unusual things that happen around you, but I put that all that aside because of our friendship."

"You didn't answer the question, Lex." Clark insisted.

"No, but this should. Imagine seeing your best friend in a fight. You see that your friend is about to get his head smashed in. You want to scream and warn him or do something but you are rooted to the spot and can't even manage to get a sound out. You want to close your eyes so you don't see your friend get killed but they stay open. To your amazement your friend isn't injured, he is standing there completely unharmed. So, yeah I set this up. I had to know. I knew you weren't going to tell me, not like you would trust a Luthor."

Clark stood there stunned. His mind was reeling and his mouth was gaping open. He had seen the whole thing. He saw him use his abilities. The ring…. it was his after all.

"You know I told you that I don't like to be lied to and that once someone lies to me that's it. I don't forgive them. I knew I was right about you all along. I hit you that day on the bridge and you lied straight to my face over and over." Lex seethed.

Clark stood there trying to get his brain to come up with some logical way to get out of this situation but he wasn't coming up with anything. It was too late to deny he was different Lex had already witnessed that he was.

"So, just what are you Clark? Tell me now. No more lies. You know I would have understood if you had told me. I wouldn't have treated you different because I am used to people judging you before they meet you. But, you had to lie to me. That I can not tolerate."

Clark's brain finally got moving. "I have never treated you different because of your last name. I have defended you to everyone."

"Now, who is avoiding the question?" Lex spoke. "No more dancing around the subject or misdirection. What are you?"

"I can't deny it, but I can't tell him the truth." Clark sighed he hated lying, but he knew there was no other way. "Lex, I don't know what you think you saw but it wasn't me."

Lex's face became cold. He turned around and grabbed a small metal box out of a desk drawer. "I had a little talk with Eric the other night after I found him at the Foundry."

Lex turned back around facing Clark. "He told me an interesting story." Lex opened the box revealing the now glowing meteor rock.

Clark tried to stand still but he couldn't and fell backwards onto the hard wood floor. "He seemed to think this had an unusual affect on you." Lex looked between the rock and Clark. "I would say he was right wouldn't you?"

"Lex….please… Clark grunted. "How could you do this to me?" Clark tried to crawl away from Lex.

"Trying to run away, Clark?" Lex sneered. "I told you I do not tolerate lying. Ready to tell the truth?"

"Lex I saved your life," Clark groaned. He then saw a momentary hesitation in Lex as if his conscience was at war with him.

Clark took advantage of the distraction and shot out a small beam of heat causing Lex to drop the box. The box landed on the floor with the force of the fall causing the lid to close shut. Clark quickly shot out another heat burst wielding the box shut.

Lex stood there stunned looking between the box and Clark. Clark regained his strength and looked at Lex for a long moment. "I'm sorry…I didn't know I had special abilities the day you hit me with your car." Clark paused as he waited for a reaction from Lex.

Lex picked up the box and looked at Clark again.

Clark couldn't quite meet his eyes. "I can shoot heat from my eyes and move very fast too. Lex, I don't know why I have these abilities but I do. My parents forbid to share this with anyone. I wanted to tell you but…"

"Don't! Don't give me excuses Clark. You mad a conscious choice not to trust me. You betrayed me like everyone else."

"Lex I…"

Lex put a hand up, "No, Clark, it's finished. Please shut the door on your way out." Lex turned his back and stared out the window.

Clark hesitated for a moment, "I really am sorry Lex," he said as he turned to go.

Lex stood there unmoving as Clark left.

Clark sped all the way and didn't slow down until he reached the loft. He found Peter stretched out on the couch looking at a yearbook he had found laying around.

Peter looked up at Clark's face and immediately knew things had not gone well at Lex's. Clark had a wounded expression on his face. He knew Clark was physically okay since he just appeared in front of him, but his emotional seemed to be a far different matter.

"Clark sit down and tell me what happened," Peter said softly.

Clark just stood still and shook his head. "Clark, please just sit down." Peter got up and pulled up a chair for Clark to sit across from him on the couch."

Clark almost fell into the chair and immediately put his head in his hands and shook his head. "I can't believe it," Clark whispered.

"What?"

"Lex, I can't believe it." Clark repeated.

"I'm sorry, Clark," Peter said. "I know this must be hard on you."

Jonathan pulled up into the yard. He thought about going ahead and unloading the truck but decided to take the groceries in and then going and checking on the boys. "Has it been all quiet here while I was gone?"

"Yeah, the boys have been in the barn the whole time." Martha answered.

Jonathan walked out to the barn, but he didn't hear the boys laughing or really even talking which he thought was a little odd. When he reached the loft and saw Clark he instantly knew something he happened in his absence. "Clark, what's wrong?"

"I'm sorry, dad. I didn't listen to you." Clark answered.

"What happened?" Jonathan asked worried.

"I went to go see Lex."

Jonathan sighed, "Why don't we go into the house and talk about this okay?"

Clark nodded and Jonathan put his arm around Clark and walked inside with him and Peter.