Steve Rogers cruised down the long dirt road on his rusty old motor cycle. He decided to get this older bike as it reminded him more of his time. Besides, looks aren't everything, he of all people knew that. He glanced around at the lush green woods that surrounded him. This truly was a beautiful place. He smiled as he saw his destination just ahead of him. It'd been a long drive and he was ready for a break.

Clark smiled as a motor bike could be heard in the distance. He made his way to the Kent farms entrance just as Steve pulled into the driveway.

"Nice bike."

"Thanks. Nice farm." There was a moment of silence before the two began to laugh.

"It's good to see you again."

"You too," Clark replied as Steve climbed off of his bike. He grabbed the only two things he'd brought, a duffle bag and his trusty shield. The duo began to walk towards the house, chatting as they did.

"Thanks so much for letting me stay Clark," Steve thanked the Kryptonian. "With adjusting to this new time and after everything that happened in New York, I needed some place to get away from it all."

"No problem, your welcome here anytime."

As they entered the house Martha Kent walked up to great their guest.

"Captain, it's a pleasure to have you staying with us," she greeted the hero.

"The pleasure is all mine, Mrs Kent. And please call me Steve," he insisted.

"And call me Martha," she replied. "Your just in time for lunch. I made a stew."

The trio sat over the dining room table enjoying the delicious stew Martha had cooked.

"What drew you to Smallville?" Martha wandered.

"Well with everything that's been going on and everything I've had to deal with since waking up in the time I just needed some time to relax."

"Well your welcome to stay for a long as you need."

"Thank you ma'am." After finishing their meal Clark cleared the plates away.

"I have some farm work to do," he explained as he put on his usual red jacket.

"I'd be more then happy to help," Steve offered.

"That's okay, it won't take long."

"I insist. Besides, I'd enjoy doing something simple, like farming."

A couple hours later Steve and Clark were slamming fence posts into the ground, extending the paddock.

"So, this is where you grew up?"

"Yep, my parents found me in a field the day of the meteor shower. The took me in and since then, this has been my home."

"It's lovely." Steve starred along the horizon. "What now?" He asked as Clark slammed the last post into the ground.

"That's all for today."

As they approached the house Steve noticed a football on the front porch.

"You play?" He asked as he picked up the ball.

"I used to, in high school. I was even offered a football scholarship for college. But I didn't take it."

"Why not?" He asked.

"Because if I took the scholarship, I'd have to lie on every physical... rig every test. I'd have to do whatever it took to protect my secret. I wanted to believe that I could go out there and play football like any normal college kid, but the fact is, I have powers that no other athlete has. It's not fair when I'm out there competing. So I decided to give it up."

"I respect that. Your a good man Clark."

"Thanks, that means a lot coming from you."

"So, how about you and me chuck the pig skin around?"

From the house Martha starred out the window, watching her son and Captain America throw a football to each other. She was glad he'd found people like him, people he could relate to. She always wanted her son to feel like he fit in and now he finally might.

"This is a high one!" Steve called out as he prepared to kick the ball. With a powerful swing of his leg he booted the ball high up into the air. They watched as the ball went so high it disappeared from sight.

"My bad."

"No problem," Clark replied with a smile as he shot up into the air. Clark grabbed the ball in the air and looked down at the tiny farm below him. Even though Steve had only been here for a few hours this was without a doubt some of the most fun he'd ever had. From so high up he noticed a familiar red Volkswagen heading for the farm. He began to slowly descend as the car pulled into his driveway.

"Nice catch," Steve joked as Clark landed beside him.

"Thanks. Come on, there's someone I want you to meet."

Chloe Sullivan climbed out of her car and began inspecting the motor bike beside it. It was old and in her opinion was in desperate need of an upgrade.

"Hey Chloe!" Clark called out to her as he approached her.

"Hey Clark," she replied without turning to look at him. "Whose bike is this? Cause it could definitely do with an upgrade," She queried.

"That would be mine," came a unfamiliar voice. Finally, Chloe spun around. Her jaw dropped as she recognised the man in front of her.

"Your, your, oh my God, your Captain America, this is amazing. Sorry about the whole bike thing, it looks good, the rust of it really adds, um, character," she blurted out as she began to blush. Clark shook his head in embarrassment while Steve just starred at the odd lady before him.

"Awkward," Chloe mumbled to herself.

"Steve, this is my best friend Chloe Sullivan, Chloe this is Steve Rogers, Captain America.

"Any friend of Clark's is a friend of mine." He offered his hand to the lady, who was still trying to get over her shock. Suddenly a ringing filled the air. The trio looked at each other curiously.

"Oh sorry that's me," Steve realised as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a mobile phone. "Not sure I'll ever get used to this thing." After looking at the phone for a few seconds he pressed a button and accepted the call. "Excuse me."

As Steve went off Chloe walked up to Clark, a huge smile across her face.

"Why the hell didn't you tell me Captain freaking America was here," she demanded.

"Because he came here for some piece and quiet," Clark explained.

"It's not like I'm going to start interviewing him and call Jimmy to photographer him Clark. He's so cool." Clark looked at her curiously.

"You know me, Oliver, Bart, Victor and Arthur. Why are you so excited about Steve."

"I mean don't get me wrong, you guys are cool and all, but that's Captain America."

"Chloe you are and forever will be a mystery to me."

Author's Note:

I was thinking of what I could write next for this story and just recently came up with the idea of having Cap come to Smallville. I like having him and Clark bond and taking a break from all the action that's been going on. Hope you enjoyed the chapter.