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Clark smiled at Jemma from across the bar as he made his way over to her, kissing her chastely before continuing past her on his way into the back room, removing his apron as he went. He was off for the night, and he had asked permission earlier to use the phone. Closing the door to the back office behind him, Clark dialled the familiar number and listened as it rang, a familiar voice answering.
"Hello, Kent residence, Martha speaking" His mother said and Clark smiled from ear to ear at the sound of his mother's voice. "Mom, it's me Clark." He said and laughed as Martha gushed over the phone about how much she had missed him. "Oh Clark! It's so good to hear from you!" she said and Clark told her likewise how he had missed her. The two chatted away idly for a few minutes before they came to a pause, Clark clearing his throat slightly. "So Mom, there's this girl I've been seeing for a while now…" He said trailing off slightly at the hitch he heard in his mother's breathing. "Go on…" she said.
"Well, we met a few times before, she was looking for her sister that went missing and we always seemed to bump into each other. Somewhere along the way we ran into some trouble and… and I saved her. I stopped her from being crushed by a car." Clark fiddled with his fingers as he spoke. "And she accepted me, right away, she asked if I was okay!" He laughed, still rather unbelieving and he heard his mother laugh a little too. "So we began traveling together. Mom, you'd love her, she's funny, kind, and she doesn't take crap from nobody, I literally watched her punch out a bar patron once." Martha Kent laughed loudly. "I do like the sound of her!" she agreed. "What happened to her sister?" she asked, and Clark wished she hadn't. The subject and the way it had affected Jemma had been the subject of many rows between the two. "She was found dead six months before Jemma found out about me. She stopped taking care of herself properly after that, started drinking a bit too. Mom, sometimes she looks so frail and tiny and thin I think even a regular person could snap her in half if they wanted to. She gets so busy looking after everyone else and trying to get her mind off of her sister, she'll forget to eat and- I don't know why I'm telling you this, I'm sorry." Clark sighed. This wasn't how he wanted to introduce the idea of Jemma to his mother. "You're telling me because I'm your mother, and because you love her. Don't try to tell me you don't Clark Kent! I know you!" his mother exclaimed and Clark sighed again, nodding his head, even though he knew she couldn't see him. "I do. But she makes me worry sometimes… She's gotten better in the last two years, but I still worry."
"You've been with her for two years and you haven't told me sooner! Clark Kent when you come home you are in trouble young man!" Clark smiled. "Mom, I'm thirty years old." A banging on the door alerted him that his phone time was over.
"Mom I have to go now, I'm at work. Yes I will. I'll bring her next time, I promise. I love you too Mom. Goodbye."
A/N: SOOO sorry for the long wait! I've just started Uni!
this chapter is just a short non-linear chapter :S the next one is almost finished, but I thought I'd give you this!
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