A/N: I do not own these characters or the shows they come from. I'm just borrowing them for some reading pleasure for a short while.
By the time the vans arrived at the shed, the fire was nearly out. Major Carter had kept stealing glances at Clark during the ride. Now that she'd had some time to think about it, she couldn't understand how he had appeared in front of her so suddenly to save her life. She wondered if she'd simply missed something, or if there was something strange about the young man. His friend was certainly overprotective of him. She knew he wasn't Goa'uld but there had been some strange reports about Smallville, in what little information they had hastily received. The scientist in her began to work, thinking about the strange radiation from the meteor strike that might have attracted the alien creature to come here. Could that radiation have affected the populace in some way? She kept her thoughts to herself until she was able to gather more data. Sam decided simply to keep an eye on Clark for now.
The vans stopped and the team and Lex and Clark got out. Teal'c remained in the second van to keep an eye on the creature, which was still unconscious. Clark led Col. O'Neill to the side of the shed where the ship still lay in the furrow. Amazingly, it hadn't been touched by the fire-or maybe it had shielding like the creature had armor, Clark thought. He'd spent an uncomfortable van ride sitting next to Lex, his friend keeping pressure on his back, though Clark was sure the wounds had closed. The military team had kept staring at him, the doctor's need to treat him coming across clearly, ready at a moment's notice to take charge. He couldn't let her see him.
Clark was surprised and glad that Lex was taking care of him, almost as if he knew Clark was different and didn't want the military to know. Then again, Lex had seen him speed to Maj. Carter's side and had also been carried at speed away from the oncoming car. He figured he would have to tell Lex something. He had a feeling that Lex might now think he was a meteor mutant. That blow from the creature should have killed him or at least incapacitated him if he was a normal human. Instead it had merely hurt him slightly. He still wondered about that, and thought that maybe it was because the creature was an alien. He somehow didn't think it was from the same planet he came from, though. The ship looked different than his pod. Maybe there were all kinds of aliens out there, many of them mean like the creature. He shuddered at the thought.
"Daniel, any ideas?" Col. O'Neill asked Dr. Jackson.
Daniel studied the ship, shaking his head. "It doesn't look Goa'uld, or like anything I've seen in the database."
"Major?" O'Neill turned to Sam. She looked at the ship closely, noting the bullet-like shape.
"I don't recognize it either, sir. Maybe the Tok'ra can help." she finished, referring to the friendly race of aliens that fought against the Goa'uld, despite being from similar origins.
"Okay then. Sergeant, check it for dangerous radiation and the usual, then lets pack it up and put it in the second van where the compartment is. I'll tell Teal'c to move to the first van." O'Neill finished giving orders to the tech that was doubling as driver of the first van.
He nodded and set to work, accepting the equipment he needed from Dr. Frasier, who wanted to make sure they had no surprises disease-wise from the ship.
O'Neill walked to the back of the second van and rapped twice. "Teal'c, is the creature still secure? We're moving it." He called out.
Teal'c opened the door. "Indeed. Though I do recommend shooting it again to be certain it does not wake."
"Huh. All right then, shoot it and let's move it, we're putting its ship in here in the space made for it." O'Neill replied.
Teal'c nodded, and the sound of the Zat gun being fired once filled the van. Moments later, Teal'c and members of SG-8 were carrying the comatose creature out on a stretcher. It was tied down securely. They brought it to the first van, Teal'c standing a watchful guard over it.
Lex was watching the tech and the doctor examining the ship with awe. An alien spacecraft, he thought. This was certainly something you didn't see everyday, even in Smallville. He suddenly realized that the military hadn't seemed surprised. As though they had expected an alien spaceship and dealt with them on a normal basis. He wondered what secrets the military might be hiding from the public. Was this a one-time occurrence, or were they being invaded? He shivered at the thought. Meteor mutants were bad enough. Alien creatures trying to kill people were more than his weirdness meter could take. And then there was Clark. He had to let him know that he suspected the truth that he was a mutant, and that it didn't matter and he would stay Clark's friend. He didn't have many real friends, and would do anything in his power to protect the friend he had.
The sergeant and the doctor finished their examination of the ship and carefully with some help from members of SG-8 which had come out from the first van moved the spacecraft onto a trolley to take it to the second van. Daniel was looking at the remains of the shed, wondering how the fire got started. Could it have been when the ship landed? That seemed the most obvious answer. He followed along as Col. O'Neill took a last look around to check the surroundings. Other than the burnt shed, there didn't appear to be anything unusual. Major Carter took readings from a sophisticated device and looked up and nodded that it was all clear. The team headed back to the first van, following Clark's directions to his home.
Jonathan and Martha Kent had spent a blissful few hours alone, relaxing and enjoying each other's company. Now it was getting dark, and Martha had a late dinner started.
"I think Clark went to the mansion." She called to her husband. "Why don't you give him a call and let him know I'll have dinner ready soon. Although he's probably already had something, I'm sure he'll be ready to eat again."
Jonathan grunted a reply, and was picking up the phone when he saw headlights entering the drive.
"That must be Lex bringing him home now." He called back to Martha.
He went to the door, and was surprised to see 2 large vans instead of the expected expensive vehicle. His surprise turned to alarm when he saw military people getting out of the van.
"Dad!" Clark called.
"Clark!" Jonathan yelled back, rushing forward to hug his son. "Clark?" he questioned hesitantly, as Clark winced and Jonathan removed his hands from around him to see they were covered with blood.
"Uh, it's a long story. Where's mom?" Clark asked.
"She's inside" Jonathan replied absently. He was staring at his son, and Lex and the military and the vans.
Clark went inside, O'Neill nodding to Dr. Frasier to follow.
"Hey!" Jonathan yelled at the doctor as she passed him. "Who are you people?"
"I'm a doctor, and your son needs medical attention, which he refused. You have to let me treat him." Dr. Frasier stared intently at the farmer. Her glares could bring generals to their knees, but Jonathan was unmoved.
"We're his parents, we'll decide what our son needs." He replied.
She sighed impatiently, and looked back at Col. O'Neill. "Uh Danny? You're on. You're the people person." O'Neill told his teammate.
Daniel strode forward, holding out his hand and smiling. "Hi, I'm Daniel Jackson and that's Dr. Janet Frasier. She's really a very good doctor."
He pointed behind him at the rest of the team. "That's Col. O'Neill, and Major Carter. Something landed in your fields and destroyed one of your sheds. We'll need you to sign confidentiality papers that you won't disclose what was found. You'll be recompensed of course for the damages, and the U.S. Government will be in your debt."
He finished his spiel that the team had agreed on. The young man had already seen the ship and the creature, so claiming the object to be a lost military satellite was a moot point. Daniel had added the monetary reward, feeling that honey was more likely to succeed than threats.
"Uh, I'll have to talk with my family first." Jonathan answered slowly.
Money would be nice, but so would the government in debt part. They certainly didn't seem like they knew Clark's secret. This was about something else. He looked at Lex, who shrugged.
Inside the house, Martha looked up from the table she was setting, smiling at Clark who had just walked in and said, "You're just in time. Would Lex like to have some dinner?"
Then her eyes widened as she took in the bloodied jacket Clark was holding that used to be Major Carter's.
"Oh my God. What happened!" she cried.
"Uh mom, it's a long story. But, I found out I'm not the only alien on earth." Clark said with an attempt at a grin. Martha gazed at him, shocked.
To be continued.
Joshuabr, um I don't know. I think it might be cool to have Chloe meet Sam, but the story is kinda writing itself. We'll see. Everyone, thanks for the reviews! I think this part was kinda slow, but I hope to have more action soon. Have a great week!