"Brent?" Lois confirmed, arching an eyebrow, "I'm Clark Kent's girlfriend, so I was just wondering if you'd mind telling me what it is you need Clark for." The reporter side in her was breaking loose. She knew it was Clark's business, but she couldn't help but wonder what this guy was doing here. He obviously wasn't a friend or a contact…

Brent kind of glanced around slightly, beginning to feel that maybe coming to Kansas was a bad idea, "It's rather personal Miss…"

"Lane, Lois Lane," Lois introduced herself, sticking out her hand and strongly grasping Brent's in a handshake.

"Well Miss Lane, that's some shake you got there," Brent chuckled, giving the appealing woman before him a once over with his eyes.

Lois caught this and slightly smirked, "being a General's daughter, you pick up a few things. But like I was saying, nothing is too personal because Clark and I are together. He'll tell me anyway…"

"I don't want to say much, and I don't want to sound sexist, but it's a guy thing," Brent cringed and rubbed his hands together. Hearing that this Lois woman was Clark Kent's girlfriend came as a relief to him. It was going to make getting Lana back easier…Hopefully…

Lois shook her head and cocked her eyebrow a the man standing in her doorway, "I'm sorry…did you just say a guy thing?"

"Yup."

Busting into a fit of laughter, Lois looked at Brent and quipped, "That was the lamest thing I've ever heard…a guy thing? I mean come on."

Brent blushed at Lois's comment, "Yeah I guess it was." He couldn't believe he had said it either, but it was more of a guy thing. Lois probably wouldn't understand why he would want to talk to and ex of an ex, "Well since you are Clark's girlfriend I guess I can just let you tell him what the subject matter is. It's about Lana Lang."

The smile on Lois's face quickly faded and she squinted her eyes while crossing her arms across her chest, "Lana Lang? What about her?"

"Um…well you see, her and I have been together the last few years. Her aunt told me she came out here and I assumed she would probably want to meet up with her high school sweetheart. Knowing that you are dating him puts me at ease, because from what I here they used to be inseparable. I came here to get her back and I wont leave until I do," Brent informed Lois, staring straight into her brown eyes. He had noticed the change in her demeanor and the sour note in her voice when he spoke of Lana. It was the same way he had been whenever he heard the name Clark Kent. Brent had never met the man before, but he just couldn't stand him. All because of Lana. She just couldn't get over some old boyfriend. Over the years he had tried to convince her to move on with him, but she just wouldn't. What did this Kent guy have that he didn't?

Lana's heart of course. Something he had tried his damnest to get, but nothing ever worked. Clark Kent was the only thing that ever really stood between them and Brent loathed him for that. He could always tell when she was thinking about him. Lana wore this look on her face…a look of longing, sadness, and emptiness…

"The key term was USED TO, but you know Brent, I have a feeling you and I are going to get along very well," Lois said grinning madly, "very well indeed."

"CLARK KENT, DON'T YOU DARE!" Lana screamed while Clark tried to tickle her sides. Running away from the fair ground, into an empty field, her sad attempt to get away was futile. Clark grabbed her waist, causing her to stumble backward into him.

Just as he was helping Lana, Clark lost his own footing, sending him flat on his back, with Lana lying on top. Hysterically laughing, she adjusted herself in his arms and looked down at his handsome face. Cocking an eyebrow, Clark smirked, "Now that I got you, I'm never letting go."

Lana brushed her lips against Clark's and seductively whispered, "Good, I don't want you to." Closing her eyes, she pressed her lips against Clark's and massaged his upper lip. Nibbling on it gently, she heard a small moan emit from his throat. She smiled against his lips when Clark's hands began to knead the exposed skin below her shirt. Then his massive hands began to trek upward under her shirt. A pleasant chill spiraled down Lana's back, but it also brought her to her senses. Pulling away, she placed a simple peck on his lips and jumped up.

Clark lay in the grass, with a confused look, "Where are you going?"

"Back to the farm," she replied with half a smile. Clark noticed the slightly frightened look her face wore and was ever more befuddled.

Getting to his feet, Clark brushed off his backside, "Why? Lana what's wrong?"

Lana shook her head, wrapped her arms around Clark and buried her head in his chest. Taking in the smell of his cologne, Lana sighed contently before gazing up into his alluring eyes, "Nothing. Absolutely nothing. It's just…" she gulped and quickly looked down, "it's just I don't want to move so fast you know? We've only been back into each other's lives for a couple of days and things are still kind of complicated."

"Complicated?"

"Well, yeah. You still have Lois to deal with, and I just want to make sure what we are starting here will last. I don't want my heart broken again. I've worked too long to mend it the best I can, and if anything were to ruin the bliss I'm feeling right now…I just don't think my heart can handle it. It' been broken too many times before. I've lost you once and I know what that feels like. I never want to feel that way again."

Bending over, Clark placed a soft kiss on top of Lana's head and gently rubbed her back, "I respect the fact you want to take it slow, and I agree, but I don't want you to worry about the rest of those things. What we are starting is going to last. It's going to last forever. I promise. Nothing, and no one, will keep me from you for now on. Don't forget that I lost you as well, and I never want to feel that way again either. This is a promise I will never break."

Glancing back up at his face, Lana's smile was brighter than the moon. "Never?" She asked.

"Never."