Disclaimer: I don't own Smallville, but I'll help you look – find Al & Miles and then have them introduce me to Tom Welling and Erica Durance. That'd be wonderful. ;) :P

A/N: Okey-dokey, so here's the deal. I'm gonna be moving back into the dorms soon (Monday) and so I'm gonna be a little busy getting all my stuff together for that. I'm still not sure when in the week my "update day" will be, but I'm leaning towards it being Tuesdays (no guarantee of that though). Chapter 2 is pretty short and I apologize for it, but the content is very enjoyable. (At least I hope you guys will find it enjoyable?) Chapter 2 is about 3 or so pages.

Enjoy Chapter 2 of Switch…

Previously in Switch...

"Okay, Clark, would you care to explain what's going on here?," Jonathan folded his arms, "How does this girl know about your speed?"

"I," Clark started, "I don't even know what's going on here. And she knows about me because it would be a little weird if my fiancée didn't know about me."

"Fiancée?," Martha was taken aback and Jonathan cut in, "How could you be getting married? You're only sixteen years old!"

"Sixteen?," Clark started to see what was going on, "I'm not sixteen, I'm twenty-four… or at least I was yesterday."

"But you still look sixteen," Martha said. Clark furrowed his eyebrows and picked up the toaster to see his reflection, "Whoa, talk about a blast from the past."

Now in Switch...

Chapter 2

"So, are you from the future or something?," Jonathan asked.

"Maybe my mind is, but my body isn't, I don't know," Clark shrugged, "Let me get dressed and then I'll grab Lois and bring her back here."

Clark super-sped upstairs and in a second, was back in the kitchen, "It's been awhile since I've worn this outfit… I'll be back in a bit."

"What do you think is going on?," Martha turned to Jonathan after Clark super-sped out the door.

"I have no idea. I don't understand how he can be from the future. Although, it would explain his weird behavior," Jonathan said, "It's a little much… even for this town."

"Lois?," Clark slowly opened the door to the General's office.

"Clark," Lois ran up to him and wrapped her arms around him, "I'm so glad to see you… you look different."

"Apparently I'm sixteen and you look younger too," Clark came out of the hug, "You've got blonde highlights again."

"So I noticed," Lois fingered her hair, "Come on. Let's go home before my dad sees you."

"What'd you tell him?," Clark asked as Lois jumped in his arms.

"That I would catch a ride to go visit Chloe to help her with one of her school projects," Lois said, "Chop chop, Smallville… we gotta figure out what's going on here."

Clark super-sped out of the military base and re-entered the kitchen with Lois in his arms. He let her down and she stopped when she saw Jonathan, "Wow."

Jonathan stood up and stuck out his hand to Lois for an introduction, "I'm Jonathan Kent and this is my wife Martha."

"I know," Lois managed and introduced herself, "I'm Lois Lane."

"Clark tells us that you're his fiancée?," Martha asked. She couldn't quite believe the words coming out of her mouth.

"Yes, at least eventually," Lois replied, "I think we've somehow ended up in the past."

"Or at least in our past selves," Clark said.

"Do you know how it happened?," Jonathan asked. Lois and Clark shook their heads. Then Jonathan brought up a good question, "If you two are in your past selves' bodies, then where are the Clark and Lois of this time?"

"The only thing that would make sense would be that they switched places," Martha guessed.

Lois looked to Clark, "If that's the case… our younger selves are in for a huge surprise." Clark sighed in agreement.

2011

Kent slowly started to wake up. He moved his arm and widened his eyes as soon as he felt a body under it. He looked down at some brunette snuggling into his chest. It didn't take him long to realize that they were both naked. Trying not to panic, he raised his arm and tried to get out of the bed before the woman woke up.

Lane could feel something moving underneath her. Her pillow felt different. She opened her eyes to see a chest. She sat straight up, grabbing the entire covers to cover herself, but left the man completely exposed, "Who the hell are you? Get outta my room!"

"This is my room!," Kent yelled and Lane stopped and looked around. She had no idea how she got there. She threw a pillow at the man.

"What the hell is going on here?," Lane looked a little scared.

"I'm not sure. I don't remember anything happening last night that could have possibly led to this," Kent replied and covered his embarrassment with the pillow.

"Well you should be ashamed of yourself. You're a grown man and you've taken advantage of a teenage girl. My father won't be too happy about this," Lane remarked, "You'll be put under military surveillance."

"Grown man? I'm only a teenager! I'm sixteen!," Kent yelled.

"No, you're the grown-up! I'm almost seventeen!," Lane yelled back.

"You don't look seventeen, you look like you're in your twenties," Kent observed.

"What?," Lane looked at him like he was crazy. Dragging the covers with her, she went over to the bedroom mirror. Kent looked away at her bare backside, she sure was beautiful. Lane couldn't believe her eyes, "What happened to my hair? It's dark again. And I look older."

Kent came up behind her in the mirror, "Me too."

"How did I get in here?," Lane asked, turning to Kent. He just shrugged, "I just hope my parents don't freak out."

"What'd you say your name was?," Lane looked up at him.

"Clark Kent," Clark introduced himself and readjusted the pillow as he stuck one of his hands out for Lane to shake.

"As in my cousin Chloe's friend Clark Kent?," Lane raised an eyebrow as she shook his hand.

"Chloe's your cousin?," Kent mirrored her action.

"Well this is just great! She's gonna kill me!," Lane started pacing. Kent interrupted her mumbling, "Uh, who are you?"

Lois paused and told him, "Lois. Lois Lane."

"I think maybe we should get dressed before we continue any conversations," Kent suggested. Lane looked down at herself and then up at Kent, "Good idea."

Lane made her way into the bathroom and Kent flopped on the bed with a huge sigh and said to himself, "I have no idea how I'm gonna explain this one to my parents."

He sat up and super-sped around the room until he was dressed in his trademark jeans, blue t-shirt and red jacket. He smoothed out the sleeves in his jacket, "I wonder why this was pushed so far back in my closet."

Shortly after, Lane came out of the bathroom fully dressed. Kent furrowed his brows, "Where'd you find those clothes?"

"They were in the bathroom already like it was laid out for me to wear the next day," Lane shrugged, "Which I have to say is a little weird."

"I'll go downstairs first to see if the coast is clear for you to sneak out," Kent said.

"Don't you want to figure out how we ended up in that position to begin with?," Lane asked, stopping him by putting her hand on his chest.

"Later," Kent said, "I don't want to get a lecture from my parents right now. You can come by my high school after class. I'm already late."

Kent went down the stairs with Lane rolling her eyes behind his back. He called out, "Mom? Dad?"

"They're not here?," Lane appeared behind Kent, making him jump, "Don't do that!"

"Do what?," Lane asked innocently.

"Sneak up behind me like that," Kent answered. He wasn't used to anybody like her.

"Whatever," Lane rolled her eyes, "So where are your parents? I thought I had to sneak out."

"I don't know," Kent was growing a little concerned, "Usually Mom is already just about done making breakfast before I head off to school and Dad is pretty much done with the morning chores by now."

Kent looked out the window. His dad was nowhere to be seen, "I don't understand."

"Uh, Clark?," Lane tapped him on the shoulder, "I think I may have figured out why everything has been so weird this morning."

"Yeah?," Kent turned around. Instead of answering, Lane pointed to the calendar hanging next to the stove, "It's 2011. We're in the future."

TBC

So… how fun was the scene where Lane and Kent woke up in each other's arms and they didn't even know each other? ) See, it wasn't a long update, but at least it was fun, right?

*looks hopeful*

I had the most fun writing that scene and went over it multiple times to make sure it was realistic. I hope I accomplished that. I had to watch some Season 3 episodes to get Kent in-character for his time. 8-)

Tell me what you guys think! It inspires me to keep going. I'm still writing my Castle story (it's on page 24 now!), but I've got another idea brewing for Clois and those reviews inspire me – need I say more? ) :P I'm sure Chapter 3 will be up before you know it. I hope you all are enjoying this story. :D

And I hope that it's clear that "Lane and Kent" are 2003 Clois in 2011 and "Lois and Clark" are 2011 Clois in 2003. :P

Thanks to everybody who's also just reading. I appreciate you too! :D

Clois Forever! :D :)