In the days that followed, Clark didn't wake up. He was kept in his room at The Kent Farm, where his parents watched over him always. My release from the institute came even earlier than expected and I went back home. Clark was right – my parents were very supportive and understanding… though sometimes I saw a little fear in their eyes when they didn't think I was looking.

The town was worse, at least in the beginning. Everyone looked at me like I was a freak. The funny part is I think some of them were 'freaks' themselves. Things started to change a little after the fire. Three kids got trapped inside a burning house. People tried to get in to help but couldn't get past the flames. That wasn't a problem for me. The people there told me I was a hero. I wouldn't say that, but it felt pretty good all the same. An awful lot of people still fear and hate me, but at least it was a start. It gave me hope that things might get better.

While I'm out in the open, Edward seems to be in hiding. No-one seems to have heard anything of him since that day. I wonder about him now. I wonder if he wanted to destroy his sister because he felt it was his responsibility, or because she was a threat to him. I wonder if he really could have helped Clark, but didn't want anyone around who could be a thorn in his side. He remains a mystery to me.

But it was Clark that mattered, and he occupied my thoughts as he had for much of the time since I first met him. I tried to see him whenever I could, but the Kents kept that to an absolute minimum. They caught me teleporting in to see him once and Mr Kent was furious. Mrs Kent tries to be sympathetic, but I don't think she really likes me much. They probably blamed me for what happened to him. We all felt helpless. I suppose I could have teleported him to hospital instead of the Kent Farm, but I couldn't have done that without betraying his secret. I just didn't know what to do. I don't think they did either. All we had was hope.

It was through Chloe that I learned teleportation might be the key, but it involved a greater level of teleportation than I had access to. She mentioned something about a fortress, and Clark's biological father. She thought that he might be capable of restoring him. At that point I was willing to try anything. Chloe tried to warn me against it though, telling me there's always a price when you deal with Jor-El. Even so, I knew I had to do it. I'd pay any price within my small power to help Clark.

I didn't know what path my life would take from there, or where Clark's would take him when he was awake again. The way Chloe talked about him, it sounded like he had a destiny that would take him far away somewhere. All I could do was try to follow, and hope that somehow, someway, our paths could be one…

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