Spoilers: Exposed and Reckoning! (Please Notice!)
Epilogue
Jonathan silently sorted through his medication as an anchor from a local news station droned on about the upcoming elections. 'The upcoming race for a seat at the senate will prove to be an interesting one...' Jonathan glanced up at the television for a brief moment, thinking of his old childhood friend, Jack, before turning his attention to the newest addition to his personal pharmacy. The bright red pill glared back at him, knowing the even it could not stop what fate had in store for him.
Jonathan could feel it...feel himself slip away as each day passed. It had been a week since Clark's almost fatal illness that caused Jonathan his own demise. And while the thought of leaving saddened him, he would do it again in a heartbeat for the safety of his son. He had fulfilled his destiny. He ran the family farm while raising a son to continue the Kent legacy. But he knew his son's destiny would soon out shadow his own. The boy was meant for much larger things than cows and sheep. And, while the thought of it made Jonathan proud, he had to admit he was a bit jealous. Even if it sounded selfish, Jonathan wished that maybe before he left he would be able to achieve something...anything. Something that he could say he was proud of and that would make his family proud of him too.
The mention of his friend's name snapped Jonathan back to reality. 'Reports have confirmed the rumors that Senator Jack Jennings will be running for re-election,' the pretty brunette anchor reported. Jonathan smiled as a picture of his friend appeared on the television. Remembering the years where his friend constantly dragged him out of trouble, one single thought flew through his mind: 'That is a man everyone can be proud of.' Hearing footsteps, Jonathan hastily put away his medication and sat at the kitchen table.
"...Morning," Clark sleepily slurred as he headed towards the refrigerator.
"Good morning, Son," Jonathan replied as he nonchalantly drank a cup of coffee. He silently watched Clark as the boy poured him a glass of orange juice and grabbed a bowl of cereal.
Clark sat down in his usual spot and began munching his cornflakes. Having the odd feeling that he was being watched, Clark looked up, only to be met with his father's calm, blue eyes. Officially freaked out, Clark asked, "Dad...?" his eyebrows raised in question.
Snapping out of his trance, Jonathan blinked a couple times before asking, "What?"
"Is something wrong?" Clark replied, becoming slightly concerned by his father's peculiar behavior.
Slightly chuckling at his son's over-protective side, the father answered, "Nothing...It's just..." he paused for a moment, realizing this may be the last time he would ever have a chance to say all the feelings swarming his mind. He paused for a moment, trying to sum up everything his years and knowledge told him. Tears sparkling in his eyes, Jonathan whispered, "I love you, son."
Oblivious to his father's inner-battle, Clark just smiled and continued eating his breakfast. After a second he looked up again and said, "Love ya too, Dad."
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