"Clark?" Lana asked as they rode in the car. "Clark?" she asked a second time. "Clark!" she lightly nudged his arm in an attempt to get his attention.

"Hmm?" Kal answered her, not taking his eyes off the road.

"I was just wondering..." Lana trailed off, wondering if he was even listening to her. When he didn't say anything back, she continued. "Where did you get all of this?"

"What?" Kal said in a monotone voice.

"This," she said as she pointed to the car, "and the loft, everything."

"Had it for a while," he said, obviously getting annoyed with all of her persistent questions.

"How long?" Lana kept pushing, she didn't know why he wouldn't just give her a straight answer.

"A while." Another vague answer, this drove Lana insane.

"How long is a while?" Lana asked, now she was getting annoyed with him.

"Since I first came here," Kal said as he gripped the steering wheel tighter, he was doing his best to keep his voice down.

"Why did you keep it?" Kal shrugged in response. "Clark..."

"Why all the sudden questions?" he finally reached his limit.

"I just want to know."

"Why? Does it even matter?"

"Matters to me," she said with a pause, "how did you get enough money to pay for all of this?"

"I've had it."

"But how did you get it in the first place?"

"Jobs, Lana, jobs!"

"What kind of jobs?" Kal ignored her question and instead opted to turn on the radio. "What kind of jobs?" Lana persisted over the music. The only reply she received was Kal turning up the radio even louder.

"Clark Kent, why are you acting this way!" Lana yelled as she pounded her first into the 'off' button on the radio. "Where are we going?" Lana asked as he took a sharp turn.

"I'm taking you home."

"Why?"

"I need to do some things."

"Like what, what do you need to do without me?" Lana's codependency complex was obviously showing.

"Lana," he said as he lightly grabbed her hand.

"Don't Lana me!" Lana said as she snatched her hand away from his.

"Just wait and see ok? Just trust me." Kal grabbed her hand again and lightly kissed it. Lana melted, she hated it when he looked at her like that because it rendered her completely helpless. How was she supposed to resist that face.

"Ok." Lana sighed and brought his hand up to her face.

Soon the couple arrived at the loft. Kal got out and leisurely walked around to open her door. When she stood up, he caught her in a passionate kiss that blew her mind. Finally pulling away, his breath tickled her upper lip.

"Now how am I supposed to go up to that loft with you doing that?" Lana said with a smile. Her previous annoyance with him was forgotten as they slowly walked up to the elevator. "How long will you be gone for?" she asked as they reached their door.

"Thirty minutes tops," he said as he kissed her again.

"Stop doing that or you'll never get anywhere." Lana lightly pushed him off with a small giggle. "I love you."

"You too." Lana found this weird, 'you too'? Who says that?

"Thirty minutes ok? Don't take any longer." Kal smirked at her and then made his way to the elevator, leaving a confused Lana standing on their doorstep. Since when did he become so confident? Not that she didn't like it, she loved it.

Meanwhile

Chloe pulled up her red bug to the bus station. She got out of the car and sat on the hood as she waited for the buses to arrive. When they did, she squinted her eyes in search of Pete. After the crowd cleared, she still didn't see him so she got off her car and walked around. Suddenly, she felt a warm hand on her shoulder. Chloe quickly turned to see Pete.

"Pete!" she yelled enthusiastically as she jumped into his arms. "You had me worried, I was looking for you." Chloe softly punched him in the arm and began to lead him to her car. Soon they were on the road back to the Kent farm.

"So what's wrong with Clark and Lana?"

"I will explain as soon as we get there."

"Where?"

"The farm."

"Why are we going back to the farm Chloe?" Pete was very confused, he knew that something was wrong with Clark and Lana but everything else was still blank. Chloe pulled into the farm and readied herself to tell Pete the long story.

By the time that she was done explaining, the look on Pete's face was priceless. "Wow, that's just wow."

"I know," Chloe paused with a sigh, "how do you think I've felt? I've been the one dealing with all of this. Don't hate me for dragging you into this but I needed help and you are the only one that I could go to."

"Chlo, I'm glad to help you. I'm just not sure about what we can do."

"I've actually been brainstorming and I have some ideas," Chloe said as she walked into the kitchen. "How about some coffee first? This is going to take a while."

"I'll pass but you go ahead." Chloe greatly obliged and took the liberty of making herself some coffee.

"Now," she said as she joined him at the table again. Her coffee had taken a little while and this gave her plenty of time to come up with what she was going to say to Pete. "It's not the same."

"What?" Pete was insanely confused.

"I mean that, well last time that I went to go and see the couple Clark was Kal."

"I know, but Johnathon and I have handled him before. All we need is green kryptonite long enough to get the red stuff away from him." Pete smiled, he obviously thought that he was ahead of the race.

"No...you don't understand."

"Keep goin Chlo, I am officially in the dark."

"Ok so last time, Clark was Kal even without the red-k."

"So...you think it's some kind of personality issue then? What could it be?"

"I had a theory that the red-k was somehow in his blood stream, but I threw that out the window because how could that even be possible? But yes, I think it has something to do with the personalities. All I know is that as of late, Kal is the dominant one."

"Whoa whoa whoa, so what about Lana?"

"Well last time I checked, she was still Isobel."

"Isobel?"

"We already went over this Pete."

"Ok, ok. Sorry but it's kind of hard to remember every little detail. So basically, our pretty couple is still hay-wire?"

"Pretty much. But the thing is that Clark and I did some research and we know how to get Isobel out of Lana for good...and I am hoping that once she is gone, Kal will be too." Chloe elaborated, making this much easier for Pete.

"Ok so what do we gotta do?"

"You see that vase over there?" Chloe pointed to the mantle.

"Yeah."

"All that we have to do is get that thing by Lana, we have to get those ashes by her and Isobel is supposed to leave."

"Sounds easy enough, what day should we set our plan in motion?"

"I think that we should wait a little while. It would be too expected it we just went there tomorrow so we should wait and let them forget about me. You know, lie low."

"Gotcha."

"So I was thinking maybe next Sunday? It will give them enough time to forget about me and they will think that I have given up." Today was Tuesday, so Chloe was just going to lie low with Pete until then. "But you know, we need to be close to them and perhaps monitor them. I think that we should get a hotel in Metropolis and you can keep an eye on them. They most likely won't recognize you so it will be easier."

"And you?"

"I will just be in the hotel, going over our plans and whatnot. It's really going to workout Pete." Chloe placed her hand on Pete's shoulder with a smile. Chloe walked over to the phone and picked it up, checking for a dial tone.

"Who are you calling?" Pete asked.

"Martha, I'm telling her of our change in plans."

"She knows?"

'Of course.' Chloe mouthed to Pete and she waited for Martha to pick up.

"Hi, Mrs. Kent?"

"Yes, Chloe is that you? What happened?"

"Yes it's me, everything is fine. We've just had a slight change in plans."

"Ok what?"

"Well we don't need you to stay in Metropolis. You can come home."

"We?"

"Pete and I."

"Oh right. Why the sudden change?"

"Just a few new discoveries. Don't worry Mrs. Kent everything will be fine. I just wanted to let you know that you can come home."

"Ok Chloe, will you and Pete be staying at the farm?"

"No, that's part of our change. We are going to share a hotel in Metropolis."

"Ok hon, thank-you Chloe. For everything."

"It's the least I could do Mrs. Kent."

"Good-bye Chloe."

"Bye." Chloe waited for Martha to hang up and then did the same.

"We're all set Pete. We just need to make a stop at my place so I can get some clothes and then we're good to go." Chloe said with an excited wink.

Meanwhile

Kal pulled in to the parking lot and sauntered up to the elevator. Checking his watch, he noticed that it was now five o'clock P.M. He quietly opened the door and leisurely strolled into the quiet loft. Walking into the bedroom, he placed something on Lana's pillow and then took off his coat, placing everything it back in its proper place. When he walked back into the living room he noticed Lana's sleeping form on the sofa. Kal sat down next to her and watched her sleep. A few minutes later, he turned on the TV and reclined. If she was asleep, then it could wait. After about an hour of fruitless surfing, Kal dozed off.

Thirty minutes later he awoke to tiny hands swatting him on the face. Kal put his hands up in defense, but it was to no avail. The small onslaught of hands was unrelenting.

"What the hell is your problem?" Kal asked, standing.

"What the hell is my problem!" Lana exclaimed impatiently and began to recommence her attack on him. Kal grabbed her hands and held her to him. She stopped to look into his eyes, they were so cold. Kal slowly closed the gap between their lips and kissed her. Lana pulled away soon after, trying to regain control of her hands. "Let me go!"

"No," Kal said calmly.

"Excuse me?"

"Calm yourself."

"No, I think I have the right to be pissed!" Lana continued to yell.

"Why?"

"Why?" she mocked him. "What the hell kind of question is that!" Lana continued to pull at her hands, but he just pulled her closer. "Fine, I'll tell you why. What happened to thirty minutes! What time did you get back Clark?" she interrogated.

"About five."

"You are unbelievable. I waited for you for hours! Then when you finally do get back, you don't even tell me."

"You were sleeping."

"So what!"

"Lana, you're being unreasonable." Kal took her chin in his free hand.

"No, I think you are." Lana snatched her face away from his hand. "Where were you?" Kal didn't answer and this infuriated her even more. "I can't handle this, not now. What's with you lately?" He still didn't answer her and she'd had enough. Kal finally released her wrists and she stormed to the bedroom. Kal smirked as she stormed off, if only she knew was waiting for her on her pillow.

Lana slammed the door behind her and screamed into her hands. It was like Clark was a different person. She had to admit that it reminded her of the way that he'd acted when he'd first come to Metropolis. Lana sighed and sat on the bed. She was about to lay back when she noticed a blue box sitting on her pillow. She carefully picked it up and fondled the tag. The small tag read 'Tiffany and Co.'. Lana carefully removed the lid, just as the bedroom door opened. As Kal walked into their bedroom, she quickly closed the box again.

"Open it," he urged as he sat down next to her, placing his arms around her shoulders. With a deep breath, she did as she was told. Her eyes almost rolled into the back of her head in realization. Inside the blue box, lay a small platinum band with a large diamond in the center. Her hands flew to her face, as she covered her open mouth.

"Clark..." she trailed off as she glanced over her shoulder to look him in the eyes. Kal took the box from her hands and placed the ring on her finger. "So this is where you were?" He nodded with a smirk. "What took so long?"

"I wanted it to be perfect." Kal was almost cut off as Lana attacked him again, but this time with her mouth. Kal nodded his head back over to her pillowcase where an envelope lay. He waited for Lana to open it and when she didn't, he handed the envelope to her. Lana carefully opened it and her eyes widened.

"Las Vegas?" she asked excitedly. "I've never been there before."

"I know," he said smugly. Lana finally put two and two together. Las Vegas was the town of 'quickie' marriages and Clark had just given her a ring. Her eyes grew dazed in realization.

"You mean you're asking me to..." she trailed off, not able to finish her sentence.

"Yes," he answered her question knowingly.

"Ahhh!" she screamed and jumped on him. "Of course! Clark, I love you." Lana showered him with even more kisses and was relentless as she pushed him back on the bed. "When do," she paused as she kissed him again. "We leave."

"Tomorrow."