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Chapter Two: Two Broken Hearts Are One

Clark woke up the next morning, hoping that it was all just a dream, that Lana wasn't pregnant, that none of it had ever happened. But that wasn't the case. Lana was pregnant, and it wasn't even his baby. There was nothing he could do about it. A lone tear ran down his face. He still loved her, and nothing could ever change that.

He stood up and found a note from Martha on his bedside table.

Clark,

Chloe called to make sure you were alright. Please call her before you come down for breakfast. I love you. Mom

He picked up his phone and dialed Chloe's cell phone number. There was a brief silence before he heard a soft, "Hello?"

His heart lodged in his chest. It was Lana. "Hey, uh, Lana. Is...Is Chloe around there?"

More silence. Then her soft voice came again. "I'm sorry, Clark... She's in the shower right now. Can I take a message?"

"No...Just tell her that I called. Thanks, Lana."

"You're welcome, Clark... are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine, Lana. How about you?"

"I'm fine, too. I have to go. Bye, Clark."

"Bye."

And with that, she was gone. Her precious voice, her beautiful words...gone. Just like before.

He went down for breakfast. Martha was sitting at the kitchen table, eating Belgian waffles and bacon. Clark sat down and downed his food.

"Clark?" Martha asked timidly.

He looked at her with hope in his eyes.

"How are you?" she asked.

"I'm fine, Mom. Don't worry about me. I'm gonna go up to the loft. Call me for lunch."

He stood and went out the front door. As he walked toward the barn, he thought about what had gone on in the past year or so. First, his father died, and then he finds out that the love of his life was pregnant with someone else's baby.

He heard footsteps in the barn. As he moved closer, he tried to figure out who could possibly be there. There was no one on the first floor, so he figured that whoever it was had either left or was up in the loft, searching through his stuff.

As he walked slowly up the stairs, he heard sobbing. It was obviously a female, and he figured that it was just Lois crying because Oliver had left to go to Metropolis the night before.

When he reached the top of the stairs, he saw a sight he could only have been dreaming, but he knew that he wasn't. It was Lana, sitting on his couch, crying. She hadn't noticed him yet, and she had her hand on her stomach, turned away from him. He heard her soft voice.

"Baby, it's okay. I'm gonna tell your daddy about you... that is, when he comes out. I love you, and I'm sorry," she whispered. It was at that moment that she turned to go stand near the window and saw Clark standing there.

"Clark," was all she said. Her hand was still resting on her stomach, and she quickly took it off. Tears began streaming down her cheeks.

His strong arms embraced her as she cried. When she was able to talk again, she said, "Chloe said that she accidentally told you."

"She did. Have you told Lex yet?"

"Clark... the baby isn't Lex's. It's yours. I'm so sorry, Clark."

His heart skipped a beat. He still had a chance. He tried not to look too happy as he gave her another hug. His. The word sounded like the Hallelujah chorus. It was his. She was carrying his child. He tried to find words to say, but another thought popped into his head...what about his secret? He had to tell her, just in case their baby had some of his powers.

"Lana..." he began. "We need to talk." And with that, he spilled his secret. Her brown eyes grew bigger and bigger. When he finished, she looked down at her stomach. Her baby might be Kryptonian...

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