Ok I changed my mind... I think I'm aloud to do that lol. Just because I got bored. So I will post the next couple chaps on here too.
Clark landed and set Chloe down just outside of the barn. He looked at his dear friend and for some odd reason felt a pang of hatred. He brushed it off, the effects of the red-k must have lingered a little bit longer than expected. There was a moment of excruciatingly awkward silence.
"So what do we do now Clark?" Chloe tried to regain her balance, she didn't think that she'd ever get used to flying.
"I'm not sure yet. I think that we should try and get Lana's body into contact with Isobel's remains. We have to be careful though if Isobel fo-" Clark fell to his knees as he held his head with both of his hands.
"What Clark? What is it?" Chloe ran over and kneeled beside him.
"I have to go Chloe, stay here. I will be back tonight." Clark sloppily sped off.
"Wait Clark! Where are you going? What's happening?" Chloe went against her best instinct and decided to listen to him for a change. She walked up to the loft and decided to wait for him there.
Clark arrived at the Fortress of Solitude and waited for Jor-El to speak to him. "Kal-El," Clark felt himself losing control, he didn't understand this. There wasn't even any red-k around him. "Kal-El." Clark glanced looked up and his eyes flamed red.
"Yes..."
"I need to speak with you, is it true?"
"Is what true?"
"That this witch is carrying the heir to the kryptonian throne. You must return then, and bring the planet back to peace."
"No."
"You defy me?"
"Isobel and I will not go to Krypton."
"But you will rule. You have to return and take your rightful place as king, and raise your child there."
"No."
"You don't wish to rule your own planet?"
"Oh, I will rule, not there, here. This is my planet."
"Do not disobey me Kal-El or else there will be dire consequences."
"We are not going to Krypton." Kal turned around and sped out of the Fortress of Solitude, and then using his heat vision, he destroyed it. "Kal-El!" he could hear Jor-El shout before it completely collapsed.
Kal sped back to Metropolis. "Where have you been?" Isobel asked impatiently. "Where were you?" she stood up and shouted at him.
"I don't know."
"How can you not know?" Isobel screamed, letting her hormones get the best of her.
"Calm yourself down." he placed his hands on her shoulders. "The last thing I remember was that girl with the blonde hair, she had kryptonite." Isobel's eyes narrowed.
"Why were you with a girl with blonde hair?" she demanded accusingly.
"Isobel, now this is the last time I am going to ask you. Calm down!" he sort of yelled the last part and watched her face turn into a frown. "I'm sorry, I just can't have you getting to upset in your current state. She was the one who had called me. She tricked me, and I didn't tell you because I didn't want you to get upset."
"So what? Clark came back didn't he?" he nodded, "We have to do something about this." he nodded for the second time. "Come and sit down." she led him into the kitchen and instructed him to sit on a bar stool.
"What are we doing?" he asked.
"I'm finishing this, once and for all." Isobel grabbed a knife and walked toward Kal. "Take your shirt off." he did so and she attempted to make a small cut, instead the knife broke into many pieces. She picked up the small pieces but cut her finger in the process.
"I could have told you that would happen." he smirked and then noticed her fumbling with something around her neck. It was some sort of necklace, she was about to open the locket when he noticed her finger.
"You have to be careful." he brought he finger to his lips and sucked on it. "You're bleeding." she shrugged and pulled her hand away.
"Later, I promise." she teased him with a small kiss. "But now..." she trailed off as she proceeded to open the small locket. Out fell a chunk of kryptonite and Kal could feel himself growing weak, but it didn't affect him half as bad as if affected her. Her eyes rolled back into herself and she stumbled backwards. As much pain as it caused him, he grabbed the stone in his hand and threw it through the window.
"Why did you have that?" Kal turned around to see Isobel unconscious. He walked over to her and placed her in their bed.
Isobel stirred, she felt so weak. As she sat up, she noticed that she was alone in their room. She had just been expecting Kal to be in there waiting for her to wake up, Clark did. She walked into the bathroom and pulled her underwear down. She noticed something odd. There were a few fresh drops of blood. Isobel began to panic, she had no idea what it could have been from. Was that normal? Then she remembered her incident with the green meteor rock. Was it the rock? Did that mean that the baby was hurt? Had that rock hurt the baby? Was the baby bleeding? All of these questions raged through her head. She rushed back into their room and changed her outfit, with hopes that the bleeding would stop.
Isobel nervously walked back into the living room where Kal was sitting, pondering something. She walked into the kitchen and noticed the mess, it hadn't worked. She couldn't get close to the rocks to get his blood and he couldn't do it himself, it would never work. Unwanted tears began to sting the corners of her eyes. She started breathing heavily as she furiously fought them off.
Kal could hear her suppressed sobs, snapping him out of his trance-like state of thought. He walked into the kitchen. "What?" he stood in between her legs from where she was sitting on the counter. The counter was so high that it brought her up high enough so that she could look him in the face at eye level.
"It didn't work."
"What?"
"It will never work, we'll never be more than ghosts of Clark Kent and Lana Lang."
"Of course it will," he looked deep into her eyes, "we just have to be patient and wait."
"For what?"
"For the baby to be born. Then you'll no longer be vulnerable to kryptonite and we can finish this."
"But that's so long from now. I can't wait that long. I have so many questions."
"Like what?"
"How come I'm vulnerable to kryptonite but I don't have of your powers?"
"It's simple, you aren't vulnerable to kryptonite, he is," Kal pointed to Isobel's slightly bumped stomach, "and he is the one with the powers."
"How do you know all of this? Wait, he?
"I just do, and you won't have to wait that long because kryptonian women only carry their children for three months. And yes, he." she was starting to feel a lot better now, he knew what he was talking about. For once she didn't have to know everything.
"But I'm not from-"
"I know, but I am." he hugged her, "no more questions, everything will be fine." she nodded into his shoulder.
"But wait, that explains why I experienced morning sickness so quickly-"
"And it explains why I can feel him kicking." Kal smirked at her and watched her face light up.
Chloe still sat in the loft, she checked her watch. It was nearly 10 pm by now. She slightly huffed and walked up to the Kent house. She reached up about the threshold and grabbed the spare key. If Clark wasn't back by tonight then she would go and look for him tomorrow morning.
