Chapter 4

The kitchen was silent as Chloe and Pete looked at Kal with disbelief.

"Okay, ha ha, we get it, very funny." Chloe said, looking back at Clark with wide eyes. Hoping beyond belief that this was just some big prank.

Clark's face scrunched up as he tried to find the right way to explain. "It's true. He told me things only I would know. He's really me from the future."

"How far in the future, exactly?" Pete asked, accepting the bizarre situation. If this had happened just two months ago he would have called them all crazy. But now that he knows his best friend is an alien from another world, crazy didn't quite mean what it used to anymore.

"Seven years." Kal explained, shocking everyone, including the Kents. They had never even thought to ask how far into the future he was from.

"Okay," Chloe shook her head, trying to make sense of the mess her thoughts had become. "How can I believe you? Tell me something only Clark and I would know."

Kal smiled. "When you moved here in eighth grade, I gave you the tour of the school then brought you back here and showed you my loft in the barn. Before you left you kissed me, told me that I had been thinking about it all day and that you wanted to get that out of the way so we could be friends."

Clark was blushing as everyone stared at him and Chloe with wide eyes. Chloe's eyes were wide too, a faint blush dusting her cheeks. "Okay," she squeaked, "you're Clark."

"Wait," Pete waved his hands as he looked at his embarrassed best friend and the girl he used to have a crush on, "you guys kissed?"

"Can we not talk about it?" Clark almost snapped, still embarrassed that that was the memory Kal used to prove his identity. There were so many other ways to do it.

"Okay, so you're Clark from the future," Chloe said slowly, hardly believing the words coming out of her mouth. "How did you get here? Why are you here?"

Kal sighed and rubbed his eyes, suddenly feeling tired. It was midnight back in his time and his lack of sleep was catching up to him. "It's not like I meant to come here. I was fighting someone extremely dangerous and we accidently activated a powerful object that sent us both back in time."

"Who were you fighting?" Pete asked, worried for his friend.

Kal's face hardened. "His name is Zod. I sent him to a," he paused, licking his lips, "prison, of sorts."

Chloe raised an eyebrow. "Okay, that wasn't vague at all."

Kal sighed. "I'm sorry, I would go more into it but it was late in my time and I haven't slept in a while. I'm tired."

Chloe's face softened. "I get it Clark. This isn't exactly easy for you."

Kal smiled. "While I'm here, I think it would be easier if you all addressed me as Kal. Might make it easier."

"Why Kal?" Pete raised an eyebrow.

"That is my birth name." Kal explained.

"Woah," Chloe raised her hands and blinked, "your birth name? You know your birth name? Since when?"

"I've known it for years. It's not really important right now." Kal explained, getting tired of all the questions. "I need to find a way home, people in my time are probably looking for me."

~o0o~

Metropolis

7 Years Later

Lois ran towards the tall building, almost slipping from the rain more than once. She had tracked Clark's phone and it led her here. She could see a faint light coming from the roof of the building and knew in her gut that that was where Clark was. She burst through the doors, ignoring the people standing in what looked like a nondescript office, and ran towards the elevator. It wouldn't take her to the roof, but it would get her damn close. She couldn't waste time running up twenty flights of stairs. She pummeled the button until the elevator opened, then proceeded to abuse the button for the last floor. Once the doors closed she took a deep, steadying breath, as she tried to think on what to do once she reached the roof.

Clark was The Blur. She knew it the moment The Blur's lips touched hers. Only Clark had ever made her body react like that from just a kiss. As if her blood had turned to lightning, boiling away under her skin. Her head feeling so light, she felt like she was flying. Colors bursting to life beneath her eyelids, some she never even knew existed. Even now, her body still tingled. Her heart beating even faster than it already was just from the memory of the kiss.

She had to talk to him. Let him know that she knows. That he didn't have to keep hiding from her. When they were together, she knew he had secrets. She never demanded he tell her though, unlike Lana had. She knew he would tell her when he was ready. But now that she knows what the secret is, she knew he might not have ever told her. Not because he didn't want to or because he didn't trust her, but because he wanted to protect her. That's just the kind of guy Smallville is.

And she loved him even more for it.

And she had to tell him.

The elevator dinged, knocking her out of her thoughts as it arrived to the twentieth floor. The doors were barely even halfway open when she barreled through, running towards the stairs that lead to the roof.

As her feet pounded on the concrete stairs, she thanked her father for always insisting that she be in shape, for she knew she never would have gotten this far if he hadn't.

Pushing the bar on the door, Lois almost fell in her haste to get outside. The rain was still falling heavily, but the morning sun was just starting to poke through.

"CLARK?" Lois screamed, scanning the roof for the farm boy she had fallen for. Nobody answered, but something in the corner of her eye drew her attention.

It looked like a weird altar of some kind, made from stone with some strange markings drawn on the surface. In the center, the golden disk she had taken from Clark lay, seemingly pulsing with a soft light.

Something about it drew her in. She couldn't look away. She didn't even realize her hand was reaching out until her fingers lightly brushed it.

There was a flash of light.

And Lois was gone.

I know it's short but at least it gives you a taste of what is coming.