Memory Lane chapter 2. It Feels Like Home.

All of Buffy the Vampire Slayer is fair game. With Smallville it has been an unspecified time frame so far, but I think I will put it after Clark makes his icy home up north, but before an unfortunate incident when Clarks father is elected. I just changed things a little. Lana and Clark broke up because of 'his keeping secrets' thing again. The thing with Clarks amnesia should eventually be explained.

The chapters are short because I have been doing each chapter as the 20 minutes in Smallville challenge from TthFanfic (dot) net.

Oh and please review! Thank you!

Seeing the look of pure worry on his face, Buffy slipped her hand into his own and gently squeezed. She never had to worry about accidently hurting him and it was just one of the things that drew her to him.

"I don't think I can do this." Clark whispered to her as they stood looking at the picturesque yellow house with a white picket fence.

"Take a deep breath Clark. It's not like we are going to battle the first evil. They are your parents, of course, they are going to be happy to see you. They love you." Who wouldn't love you? Buffy silently added and was glad that he couldn't read her mind. It's no good telling people who you love, that you love them. They just end up leaving you. She thought to herself.

Clark took a deep breath and pulled her close to him. "Buffy, before we go inside. I want to ask you for a favor."

Buffy smiled and waited for him to ask what he wanted from her.

"Will you please stick around Smallville for a while? I don't remember anybody here and it would be good to have a friend in town."

"Clark, I'm sure you have more friends than you think." Buffy pointed out. "But, I'll stick around for a while. If you really want me to. I wouldn't mind seeing what small town life is like. Riley used to always talk about it like it was the greatest thing in the world. Sunnydale was small but it wasn't the same."

For a moment they just stood looking into each others eyes. Neither one saying a word but of them felt the same way. In this moment of quiet communication they each realized what the other was hiding. Buffy looked slightly worried but Clark only smiled and gently caressed her face with the back of his hand.

Buffy was amazed at his gentle touch. How could he be so strong, so powerful and yet, so very gentle at the same time? It was amazing to her that when she was with him she felt so safe, warm and loved. It felt like a little bit of heaven had come down and blessed her with its presence.

It feels like home. She thought to herself. The very thought was amazing to her because she hadn't had that feeling of home since before it was destroyed when Sunnydale sank into the crater. Truthfully she hadn't had that feeling of home since her friends had torn her from the bliss of heaven.

Feeling the power and undercurrent of emotions swirling in the air around them Clark wanted nothing more than to take the little blonde into his arms and never let her go.

He couldn't tell her about how he was feeling. He was sure that it would only frighten her off. He knew that she had issues because the men in her past were all morons. Knowing that he needed time and patience to win the woman he wanted. He decided to take things slow for her.

That didn't mean that he couldn't take the first step. Pulling her into his arms, he gently kissed her with just a hint of passion, a promise of things to come.

"Thank you, Buffy. I'm really not ready to say goodby and I am not sure I ever will be." He whispered to her just as Martha Kent came running out of the house and embraced her son with tears in her eyes.