Kal looked down at Isobel. After their discussion they had sat on the couch together, talking about their child, krypton, their current predicament, and just about everything else imaginable. She was asleep now as he glanced at her again and he was tired as well, so he picked her up and brought her to their room. After changing her clothes, he laid down next to her and wrapped his arms around her. She slept like a rock, but it was ok because so did he. He absentmindedly rubbed his hand over her slightly swelled stomach and then he fell asleep. Jor-El came to him in his dreams that night.

"What do you want?" Kal spat.

"You are a foolish boy, but I will give you another chance. Come back to Krypton."

"Krypton doesn't exist anymore!" Kal yelled into the darkness.

"I assure you it does."

"Then why was I sent here?" he demanded.

"Your biological mother and I feared that it wasn't safe for you here. We were going to retrieve you as soon as you became of age."

"I'm not a package."

"I know that Kal-El."

"Then what was the meteor shower from?" Kal couldn't see anything, it was completely dark. He could only hear the sound of Jor-El's voice.

"There was a war going on. During the worst battle, we sent you to earth. Right after you had departed, we suffered a great attack. We were lucky that we sent you right before or else you wouldn't have survived the meteor shower. The attack ravaged part of our planet, causing the meteor shower. Eventually, over years and years, we got the rebel forces to pull back and our planet regenerated itself."

"So then you rule the planet!"

"We need you, and your son. The planet needs an heir."

"Well it's not happening."

"Don't do this Kal-El. It is not wise to follow these emotions that you feel due to your human upbringing. Never forget, you are not like them. Disobeying me will only result in tragedy for you." was the last thing that Jor-El said before Kal jolted awake.

He could hear someone moving around in the kitchen. He looked to his left where Isobel was soundly sleeping. This meant that there was an intruder. Kal supersped into the kitchen to see a head of blond hair.

"What are you doing here!" Chloe quickly turned around to see Clark.

"Clark jeez, I was just seeing what took you so long. I was making sure that everything was going according to plan."

"Well thank-you for checking up because it is." he approached her.

Seeing the red in his eyes, she tried to run from him. Unfortunately for her he cut her off and grabbed her by the throat.

"Never come here."

He slowly picked her up by her throat as she frantically rummaged in her bag for something. She pulled it out and held it up. It was a rather large, green, kryptonite rock and Kal couldn't manage to stand up anymore. He fell backwards and Chloe fell forward, landing on top of him. She sat up and began to search for any traces of red-k. She looked for five minutes straight, and she still couldn't find any. She held the green rock in her hand and as it came closer to his neck, instead of his veins pulsing the sick, green color, they pulsed a deep crimson color. She studied this for a few seconds before she heard a sound from the master bedroom. She gathered her things and quickly ran out of the penthouse.

What did this mean? Why were Clark's veins turning red? She got into the elevator and pondered. She was on her own again, it was up to her to try and save Clark and Lana from this mess. Then it hit her, was it possible for red-k to be in his blood stream? But then how long would it take for it to get flushed out? She finally decided that it would be best to wait and see. She knew that if Clark came back then he would come and find her. In the meantime she drove back to Smallville and down to crater lake. Just in case Clark didn't come back, then she was going to try and collect as many meteor rocks as possible.

Chloe had about twenty of them all loaded in her trunk. She got back in the car and drove to the Kent farm. Chloe was overwhelmed. How was she going to do all of this alone? She sat on the steps with her head buried in her hands.

Isobel opened her eyes to see that Kal was not in bed next to her. She walked out into the hallway and to the living room.

"Kal?" she began to get worried.

She looked around, before walking into the kitchen. There he was, laying on the floor, knocked out cold.

"Kal!" she yelled as she flew down to his side.

He still didn't move. She sat him up, and brought his face to her chest as she shook him.

"Wake up! What happened! Tell me please..." a tear escaped her eye and landed on his forehead.

"Is..." she stared down at him intently.

"What happened?"

"Chloe..."

"Who's Chloe?" she tried to sit him up so that he wasn't leaning on her, but he wasn't strong enough to sit yet.

"That blond bitch..."

"What did she do?"

"She came here this morning. She had kryptonite and that's all that I remember."

"How long were you exposed to it for?"

"I don't know, but it was a big piece and now-"

"Shh..." she put a finger to his lips. "It's ok, I'll take care of you."

He brought a shaky hand up to her midsection. "Only one more month." He traced small patterns across it.

"I don't understand this." she wrinkled her nose up.

"What?"

"Well if I'm due in one month then why am I still so small? I can still fit into most of my clothes and-"

"Over the next month he will grow. Kryptonian children grow at a faster rate after they are born, so they are smaller than human children. It puts much less stress on the mother, but don't worry, their size doesn't make them anymore vulnerable, unlike human children. Then over the first month that they are born, they grow to the size of a normal human child and progress as human children do afterwards."

"How do you know all of this?" They sat in the kitchen like that for sometime before he could stand again.

"I just... do." he smirked and stood up, reaching his hands out to her. "Come on, lets eat." he started to grab some pots and pans when she took them out of his hands.

"Let me." he shrugged and sat back on a stool as he watched her diligently make their meal.

After fifteen minutes or so, she set two plates down on the counter. They both ate in silence. When they were done Isobel walked over to him and attempted to pick up his plate. He pulled her to him and took in her scent. She smiled and allowed him to embrace her while she held the plates. After a few seconds he pulled the plates from her hands and brought her even closer to him.

"So how about that rain check?" he requested between leisure kisses upon her neck.

"What rain check?" she placed her hands upon his neck and traced small patterns.

"Hot tub." he laughed into her shoulder as he could feel her immediately nod a 'yes'.

"But we don't have any bathing suits." she said as she looked down at her nightdress and his boxers.

"Who says that we need any?" he got up and walked over to the hot tub, turning it on, and letting it warm up. He sauntered towards her and grabbed her waist, pulling her to him and capturing her lips. She smiled at this and ran her hands across his bare back. He jumped a bit at her touch.

"What's wrong?" she said into his mouth.

"Your hands are cold." he took her hands in his own and lightly kissed them, earning another smile from her.

He backed up, still holding her hands, and dragged her over to the jacuzzi. He sat on the edge and she playfully pushed him in. She laughed at him and he lightly splashed her. She carefully stepped up to get in and he extended his arms to her and lightly settled her in. She sat on his lap and rested her head against his chest. Daydreams flooded her mind as she softly trailed her fingers across his collarbone. A kiss on top of her head knocked her out of her thoughts. She faced him with a naughty smile and began kissing him passionately.

"You know," he pulled away briefly, "we aren't going to be able to do this much longer."

"Let's enjoy it while we can then." her tone was low and lustful. He nodded with a toothy grin and devoured her lips.

Sometime later Isobel sat on his lap, staring at his boxers as they floated in the middle of the hot tub. She playfully kicked up her foot and sent them flying in the air, only to come back down with a splash. He smirked and tightened his grasp around her.

"Only one more month of this... we'd better enjoy it." she said with a smile.

"If that... but I think that we are enjoying it." he winked.

"What do you mean?"

"Well eventually you will get really moody, you'll probably feel unattractive, you won't want to be touched, and you won't want me."

"Maybe the first two, but the latter two?" she paused, "I don't think so."

"Will never happen, I'm always wanting you, craving your touch... and it will always be that way." he lightly laughed at her.

"We'll see."

"I guess we will then." he sneakily reached his hand over, turning on the jets that were behind her feet.

"Ah!" she jumped and then splashed him.

"Sneaky are we?" he narrowed his eyes and nodded.

She leaned in to kiss him and right in the middle of it she felt him slipping. She opened her eyes and pulled away to find his eyes closed. She stood up and he slipped down even further as the water covered his head she panicked. She frantically reached for him pulled him out of the water.

"Kal!"