Clark and Lois both slept in late the next morning, but when they got up, Martha was in the kitchen fixing their breakfast.

"Mmmh," Lois said, dropping into one of the kitchen chairs, "that smells really good. You have no idea how much I've missed your cooking. Jimmy usually handled the cooking when we didn't order out and believe you me, he's no gourmet chef, even if he's better than Chloe and I are. I'm so glad to be back here at the farm. Lucky for me, your skills seem to have rubbed off on Clark."

"Not that I can compete with you," Clark told his mom as he kissed her cheek and then he sat down next to Lois.

Martha smiled at their compliments as she put plates of blueberry pancakes in front of them. "It looks like a beautiful Saturday, even if it is a bit cold. I thought we might catch a movie today."

"A movie?" Clark asked.

"Well, you didn't think I was going to come all the way home and not spend some time with you, did you? Of course, you're invited too, Lois."

Lois peeked a glance at Clark. She didn't know if they could handle being in a dark movie theater together for over an hour and not be able to touch each other. She could tell Clark was thinking the same thing. "I think I'll pass, Mrs. Kent. I want to get settled in here. I've still got a lot of unpacking to do."

"Clark can help you get unpacked," Martha offered.

"No, really. I think you need some mother-son bonding time."

Martha nodded as she poured them some orange juice. "If you insist, dear."

"And I wouldn't want Smallville getting a peek at my underwear."

Clark choked on his pancakes. She hadn't said it the least bit suggestively. It even sounded like she was grossed out at the thought, but under the table, she had slid her finger on his thigh very suggestively. He was a bright red. Partly because his mom was still in the room and partly because it suddenly felt a little hot.

Martha didn't seem to catch on as she quickly brought Clark his orange juice. "Don't inhale your food," she gently scolded him, "and you won't get choked."

Lois had to take a sip of her own orange juice to keep from laughing.

Somebody knocked on the kitchen door. Martha had just sat down, so Clark got up and opened it. It was Jimmy and Chloe.

Jimmy started talking right away, "So how was last night?" he asked, wiggling his eyebrows. "Did you and Lois--"

"Lois is right here," Clark interrupted, "and the moving in went just fine." He looked a little paralyzed, unsure of whether to let them in or have them go home.

"We came over to ask if you guys want to go out with us," Chloe explained. "Sort of like a--"

"No," Lois interrupted, standing up and taking matters into to her own hands. "The last time we all hung out you stuck me with the bill, remember? No more free dinners for you."

"I don't--" Chloe started to say, as she made her way into the kitchen. Her eyes widened when she saw Clark's mother. "I--you remember, Jimmy, don't you?" she asked, switching gears. Jimmy had come in also. Martha and Jimmy said a polite hello and they shook hands. Jimmy still hadn't grasped the gravity of the situation at hand.

"I bet you're happy--" he started to say. Clark, Lois, and Chloe knew he was about to spill the beans about the new relationship.

Lois tightly latched onto Jimmy's arm and started pushing him toward the door. Jimmy was obviously confused and in pain. "We need to talk about those pictures that are supposed to accompany my story," she said and she slammed the kitchen door shut behind them. Clark and Chloe were left to cover with Martha.

"Ow," Jimmy said, once they were outside and holding the tender spot she had left on his upper arm, he asked, "What pictures are you talking about? The last pictures I took for you was at the nursing home. Did you want copies?"

Lois rolled her eyes. "It's not about pictures. It's about Clark's mom."

Now he was really confused. "What about her?"

"She doesn't approve of non-married people living together in a romantic capacity."

"Oh," he said, realization dawning in his eyes.

"So keep your mouth shut and I think Chloe's caught on, but just in case, remind her no telling Mrs. Kent about our relationship until we give the okay. Mrs. Kent knows I'm moving in with Clark, but that's it."

"Gotcha," Jimmy said, giving her a thumbs up and following her back inside.

Martha was asking Chloe about her new job.

"Oh, it's a nice change," Chloe answered. "I'm enjoying it actually."

"And you're still living at the Talon?" Martha further inquired.

"Yeah," Chloe said, smiling at Jimmy, "with my--"

Jimmy cleared his throat, "We'd better get going, Chlo."

Lois rolled her eyes. Something she seemed to do a lot of around Jimmy. She hadn't meant that he had to hide he was living with his girlfriend. Martha already knew. She'd just been making conversation with Chloe. Chloe was baffled by Jimmy's decision to leave, but she left with him not questioning it, at least not in front of Martha.

After breakfast, Clark and Martha left for their movie, leaving Lois alone at the farm. They'd probably grab something to eat while they were out too and make a day of it. She took to unpacking her stuff in Clark's room. She couldn't help, but smile. She couldn't wait to see Clark's reaction at the redecorating she was going to do and just the unpacking was making her happy. It drove home the fact that she was going to be living with him. It would be an adventure with their newfound feelings, but it probably wouldn't be a lot different in other respects. They were still likely to be fighting over bathroom time and control of the remote. She chuckled to herself. Some things change and some things never change.

TBC