Smallville April 25th, 1994

"Keep up Kent!" A voice echos off the creek rocks as the two little kids ran towards the waterbed. Clark was in awe, the way her hair blew in the wind, how the pink band-aids he'd helped her applied moments early littered her knees. She was so care-free and happy- like she never had anything bad ever happen to her.

"I'm trying!" Clark yelled back, jumping as he rolled up his pants legs standing in the creek watching the tadpoles scatter around his feet. He found his eyes wandered to his friend again the way she splashed around in the water, not caring about how the mud squished between her toes.

"Clark! Frogs!" Her whisper yell pulled him from his thoughts, a smile on his face as he approached her.

Smallville May 2nd, 2009

Clark sat on the flat rock of the creek bed, soaking up the sun. His body slowly feeling rejuvenated from the bright rays of the Kansas summer sun. Best he's felt all week.

"Too much longer in the sun and you're gonna start glowing orange Kent." Her voice teased, breaking through the earthy walls of the farm's creek.