Chapter 2

Clark stretched again. Suddenly his bedroom door opened. "Son, are you going to stay in bed all day?" Jonathan smiled at his sleepy eyed son. Clark sure did love to sleep.

"No, Dad. I'll be right there." Clark swung his legs over the side of the bed, yawned and stretched again.

Jonathan shook his head and closed the door.

Clark sped through getting dress and made it downstairs to breakfast in short order. Martha had just finished putting everything down on the table. "Good morning, Sleepy Head." She smiled.

Clark walked over to give her a hug. "Good morning, Mom." He kissed her on the top of the head.

Martha and Jonathan exchanged glances. Clark was really in a good mood this morning, more than usual. He seemed lighter and more carefree.

"Clark, is everything okay?" Jonathan asked warily.

"Sure, Dad. Everything is great!" Clark was humming to himself.

Jonathan now knew something was up. With Clark it was not a matter of just having a good day. It could be the start of something daunting. He wanted to make sure that Clark hadn't gotten a hold of something he was 'allergic' to and this was the beginning of some sort of personality change. Clark had always had this way about him, like he was carrying the burden of the world on his shoulders. This morning he seemed like he didn't have a care in the world. This might not be anything, but then again it just might not be good. He walked over and grabbed Clark by the shoulder before he could sit down. "Clark." Looking him directly in the eyes "Are you sure everything is okay?"

Clark looked at his dad with a frown between his brows. His gaze shifted to his mother who was also looking at him like they were expecting him to freak out. "Yeah, everything is fine."

Jonathan reluctantly released Clark's shoulder and they all sat down for breakfast.

Clark looked at both of his parents. They were still watching him. He couldn't blame them. They have had to go through a lot with him. Clark drew a deep breath. He supposed that he should tell them about Chloe, but he knew they were just going to freak out. The silence at the table was deafening. Setting his fork down on the table he looked at his parents. "Well, there is something that I should tell you."

Martha felt uneasy. "What is it, Clark?" She reached across the table and placed her hand over his.

"Don't be mad." Clark looked from one to the other.

Jonathan watched Clark's uneasiness. "Tell us, Son." Jonathan grabbed his other hand.

Clark looked down at his plate. "Chloe knows."

Jonathan and Martha exchanged glances. Jonathan took a deep breath. "How much does she know?"

Clark looked at his parents sheepishly. "She knows everything. The only thing that we haven't discussed is Red Kryptonite."

Jonathan started to get a little agitated. The urge to protect Clark was still as strong as the day that they found him. His biggest nightmare was always that the wrong person would find out and take Clark to a laboratory to forever be studied. What was Clark thinking? Chloe had aspirations of being a reporter. Her personality was to uncover the truth and reveal it to all. She would be the last person that he would expect Clark to tell. Best friend or not!

Clark could tell his dad didn't like this one bit. "Dad, I didn't really tell her. She already knew, we just had the discussion. Apparently Alicia was the one who revealed it to her. Chloe told me that she already suspected as much. She just wanted to hear it from me." Clark smiled at the memory of their conversation that night in the loft…and the kisses.

"Clark, I'm gathering that Chloe is okay with all of this. She does understand that she cannot tell anyone about you." Martha loved that fact that Clark's best friend knew about him and he had someone to share that part of him with. But she still worried that the same thing would happen with Chloe that happened with Pete and Clark would be left alone again without a friend who understood him.

"Mom, she is the one who babysat me when I lost my memory, remember? She told me that she had to make sure that I didn't reveal myself to anyone and that was a little difficult, but she was able to pull it off. I don't think wild horses could drag it out of Chloe. Besides, I think that I finally found someone to share my life with. Someone I can be myself with." Clark has this dreamy look on his face.

Jonathan cleared his throat. "Clark, I want to talk with Chloe. I want to make sure she understands what all of this means."

"Dad, I don't think that you have anything to worry about. Chloe has known for months and didn't even tell me that she knew until this past Friday night." Clark saw his dad wasn't going to let this go. "Okay, Dad, I'll tell her you want to talk to her." Clark picked up his fork to begin eating his breakfast. "How about I ask her over for dinner tonight?" Clark smiled at his mom, waiting for her approval.

"I think that is a splendid idea." Martha returned Clark's smile.

Chloe was coming over this afternoon anyway; he would just ask her to stay for dinner then.

Chloe was just waking up. She yawned and stretched. She began to think about the last couple of days. She hoped that she hadn't dreamt it all. It had been her dreams coming true. Clark had been so attentive to her and his kisses were literally breathtaking! She loved him so much and it was wonderful to be able to show him just how much. She couldn't believe they were actually dating!

Chloe smiled thinking about last night. She had to try real hard to contain her laughter when Sheriff Adams had walked up to the truck. Clark had looked so embarrassed. He was absolutely adorable when he was caught off guard. Sheriff Adams seemed to enjoy taunting Clark.

"Sheriff Adams, we just stopped for a moment to talk. I'll just take Chloe home and then head straight to the farm. I promise." Clark pleaded. He certainly didn't want to explain how the Sheriff had caught him making out with Chloe to his parents. That would certainly cause too many questions. Questions that he just wasn't ready to talk about yet. His new status with Chloe was too new to share.

"Mr. Kent, do I look like a fool? I'll tell you what. I'll follow you to Miss Sullivan's house to make sure that you drop her off and then I'll let you go home. I'll even let you walk her to the door. Just no hanky panky." Sheriff Adam's smile was smug. She loved teasing the Kent boy. He was far too easy to get riled. All in all, though, he was a good boy.

Sheriff Adams walked back to the cruiser and climbed in. Clark started the engine of the truck and moved out on the highway. Chloe burst out laughing.

"What?" Clark looked at Chloe offended. "This is not funny, Chloe. I would be in so much trouble if Sheriff Adams escorted me home." He looked over at her trying to keep from smiling. He couldn't help it. He started to chuckle. "I guess it is kind of funny. Let's get you home."

Clark had kissed her quickly when he walked her to the door. They promised to see each other the next day, which was today. She better get up. It was time to start getting ready to make it over to the Kent's. Maybe they could finish what they had started in the truck. Chloe sighed deeply and jumped out of bed with enthusiasm. She couldn't wait to kiss Clark Kent again!