Title: Time Traveller.

Disclaimer: Yeah, I own Smallville. I also own Peter Pan, Superman, and Batman. Pfft. Don't be jealous, I'm just luckier than you.

Spoilers: Not that I'm aware of…for this chapter.

Setting: Post "Rosetta", pre "Visitor" – added some of my own episodes. XD.

A/N: Yay, another chappie! Wow, this story coming along so amazingly fast. Just a few things I forgot to add last time; no Kyra and Clark are not brother and sister, that would make my ideas for a little bit of Klark in the sequel to this story just…wrong! The voice was not Lara's but it did belong to Kyra's birth mother, whom, I regret to inform, will not be coming into the story again. Her father shall be though. Yayness.

cHoCoLaTe-cHiHuAhUa: Mm, I doubt Chloe will find out, seen as she's not supposed to know yet but she is going to suspect their's a little more to Clark than meets the eye, thus fuelling her strange obsession with our favourite farm-boy superhero. Lex will mostly likely come into the story in the next few chapters; he always seems to be around whenever Clark is. And your right, the clock isn't Kryptonian persay, its, well…like a vessel for Kyra's powers. I'll explain all in good time.

winthjo: Hehe, you will find out all in good time…all in good time.

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Chapter Four - Likeliness

Clark Kent awoke to the sound of his mother calling him down for breakfast and the delicious scent of bacon and freshly roasted coffee beans. His brow creased, the smell was stronger than usual and he wondered for a second if he was going to get super smell now…great, what was next, super hearing? Really not wanting to open his eyes and face the world again today, and Lana, Clark closed them tighter and burrowed his head deeper into his pillow. Breathing in the smell of his own hair, he jumped slightly as his mother rapped on the door.

"Clark, you're going to be late for school!" Martha Kent called out to her son before heading back downstairs to the kitchen again. Clark sighed and rolled over, moving his head to see his clock. He was fully dressed and in the kitchen, bag over shoulder, before Martha had even began to pour him a drink of orange juice. Clark moved around her and opened the fridge, pulling out the milk bottle he turned around as his dad came in from his morning chores.

"Oh, so my son does live?" Jonathon quipped as Martha handed him a coffee cup and a peck on the cheek. Clark gave his dad a sheepish smile.

"Yeah, guess I just overslept. I had to stay up-late last night doing some last minute cramming for a geology test I have after lunch today." Clark quickly covered, as he popped open the milk bottle and tried to take a swig, Martha stopped Clark and handed him a cup.

"Not from the bottle, Clark."

"Hm…well you can do your chores when you get home Clark, for now you'd better get on that school- on second thoughts you should probably run." Jonathon said looking up at the clock.

"Ok, bye." Clark called over his shoulder; he was already halfway down the driveway and picking up speed fast.

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Kyra pulled at her hair uncomfortably, gazing into the mirror at her rather boring ensemble. She wore a simple, slightly curve-hugging, baby blue and white polo shirt and a pair of jeans…not exactly her style but here she was, trying to conform. Blowing out a breath she pulled her hair up into ponytail, brushing stray strands of chestnut brown hair out of her eyes. She stared into her own bright blue eyes and could almost see that boy from her dream standing there and not just her own reflection.

"Kyra! What are you doing? It's your first day and you are not going to be late!" Kayla called out to her, ever since Kyra had got out of the hospital yesterday afternoon Kayla had been trying to pretend like nothing had ever happened. Of course, Kyra had told her about the dreams, the voice, the symbols, everything, but Kayla remained adamant that it was just a dream, nothing more.

"Kay, relax. I'm going, I'm going." Kyra called out and rolled her eyes at her reflection before picking up her school bag and flicking her hair over her shoulder. She yanked open her bedroom door and breezed past her sister as always, acting like she was queen of the world.

"Well, hey there Sleeping Beauty, Prince Charming finally give you your wake-up kiss?" Kayla choked, her arms crossing over her chest as she took in her sister's appearance. God, talk about where's Kyra and what have you done to her…she thought cynically, knowing perfectly well this wasn't Kyra's…style.

"In a manner of speaking." Kyra said referring to another one of those strange dreams she had had last night. But in this one she had seen the boy use his powers, or so-to-speak, that's how she knew he was the one she was looking for. Not that she knew why, she just knew she had to show him 'what he was looking for'. Kayla was gazing at her sister confusedly and Kyra shook her head, "Don't worry about it, I've got to get to school. See you." She said as she pulled open the front door and disappeared through it.

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Clark made his way through the packed school hallways, heading for the Torch when his best friend – not to mention the only friend that knew about his secret – Pete Ross turned up behind him. Pete punched Clark on the arm, to which Clark didn't respond anymore, because he knew he didn't need to.

"Hey Clark, where you been, man? Came by your place yesterday but your mom said she hadn't seen you all day." Pete said cheerfully, smiling broadly – as always.

"I was at the caves." Clark said lowly in a blank kind of voice.

"Ah, should've figured as much. I thought you said you could read those caves now?" Pete said looking across at Clark as they turned into the Torch's hall.

"I can but they're constantly changing and we're always finding new stuff down there."

"We're?"

"Yeah, Lex and doctor Walden found some stuff down there too. Stuff I'd never even seen before, it's like it just appears by itself every decision I make."

Pete was about to reply when three girls rounded the corner and the blonde one on the end waved to them. Chloe beamed as the three girls stopped in front of the boys.

"Clark, me and Pete have been looking for you ever since you bailed on me Saturday, where've you been?" Chloe asked her hand on her hip and a mock pout on her face.

"Out." Clark said vaguely, trying to think of ways to change the topic. He didn't even notice that Lana who stood on the other end of the trio was trying to stare him down; he still hadn't explained why he lied to her. Also the third girl, whom Chloe had taken pity on and offered to show around the school, was gazing at Clark also…in surprise.

Just when Kyra thought she was going crazy from having those dreams, the boy from them turns up out of the blue, flannel and all. She realised she was staring, and wouldn't be surprised if her jaw was lying on the ground, and broke away from him looking over at Chloe who was giving Clark a strange look.

"Ok, um, well…this is Kyra guys." Chloe said breaking the awkward silence that had fallen and looking over at Kyra, who was mortified to say the least that Chloe had brought everyone's attention back to her. Her eyes shifted back to Clark who was watching her, along with Pete and Lana, but the moment their eyes met both of them felt a surge of something like electricity run through them.

Clark frowned slightly, "Have we met?" He asked, sure he knew this girl from somewhere.

"Doubt it…the most I've done since I've got here is been in the hospital." Kyra tried to say calmly, she just managed to pull it off.

"Are you-." Pete started, only to be cut short by Kyra who dragged her eyes away from Clark to look across at Pete.

"The girl who got knocked out when a clock blew up in her face? One in the same."

"Pete, Pete Ross. And don't worry a lot of weirder stuff has happened since the meteor shower than a clock blowing up." Pete said cheerfully, sticking his hand out.

"Like? And it's Kyra." Kyra said not offering a last name as she took Pete's hand.

"Ah, you'd have to ask our very own obsessed meteor expert journalist, Chloe Sullivan." Clark piped up chucking Chloe his farm-boy smile, who repaid it with a feign pained look and then a bright smile. Was it just Kyra or was it obvious to everyone that Chloe had a major crush on Mr. mystery boy.

"And you are…?" Kyra ventured, even though she already knew his real name.

"Oh, sorry. Clark Kent." He said, sticking out his hand the same way Pete had.

"Nice to meet you…Clark." Kyra said as she took his hand and immediately plunged into another vision or whatever it was, this time it came and went in flashes and she was without wonder boy.

Kyra stood in what she figured must be Clark's, or was Kal-El's, nursery in the crystal room. She stood in front of a heavily pregnant woman and her husband, Lara and Jor-El, and they were both looking down at Lara's swelled stomach, both their hands hovering over their unborn son. That scene was quickly gone to be replaced with Lara putting the bundle of blankets inside the ship, with her son inside them. Then there was a little boy hugging the leg of a woman with denim jeans and a red shirt on as a man tried to pick him up. The little boy was slightly older and was running faster than a bullet through cornfields, a wide smile on his face. The boy was in his early teens and staring fondly after a young girl with dark coloured hair who looked suspiciously like Lana, whom Kyra had met earlier that morning. The boy was Clark Kent, at the age he was now and facing down a blinding light that came from a rock wall. Clark was now a man, hugging a woman to him warmly and smiling to himself. Then came the man again in the blue suit and red cape that flew above the city of Metropolis. A bald man came into the picture and appeared to be threatening the man in the blue suit with a hunk of green rock. Then happier times came again as Clark held a little boy in his arms, and finally was the man in the blue suit almost appearing to sit in space and watched as the world finally died before turning around and flying off.

Kyra gasped and Clark's face came swimming back into view, laced with concern. He let go of her hand and all of the others moved slightly forward.

"Are you ok?"

"Maybe we should take her back to the hospital?"

"Or just to the nurses station."

"Are you sure your alright?"

The only one who hadn't said anything was Clark, who gazed at the girl confusedly. He could have sworn, just for a second, that he had seen the Kryptonian symbol for time pass behind her eyes just before she spaced out and stood there staring almost straight through him. Maybe he was just going crazy, or not. He noticed that she was still gazing at him even now, a question in her eyes.

TBC…

A/N: Well…yes…that chapter was practically pointless but I had to have them meeting somewhere did I not? But yes, just a little clarification, that last bit, the flashes of Clark's life was a premonition and she does realise now that he's Kal-El. And yes, Chloe does have a major crush on Clark, don't we all? I do! I thought it was obvious she liked Clark, even from day one, so Kyra does too. Anywho, don't forget to LEAVE A REVIEW everyone. It's an inspiration giver. And thanks to you guys who did read and review. XD.

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