Vesta

When Clark drove up to the farm he notice a van parked out in the drive, and a horde of media in the yard.

“ Daddy they think I’m some kind of freak”.

Clark Unbuckles her.

“ Vesta your not a freak”.

“ Mr. Kent we’ve been hearing your daughter had a meteor induced adrenaline rush”.

“ Is there any truth to this matter?”

Clark held Vesta close to him , and ran in the house.

“ Clark they got here just a few minutes after you left”.

Vesta sat down at the table.

Clark’s cell phone rings .

“ Clark”

“Hi Lana”.

“ I’ll be there in about an Hour Clark”.

“ Okay I’ll see you when you get here”.

Vesta tugged on his jeans .

“ Daddy let me talk to mommy”.

“ Vesta hold on just a second”.

“ Lana don’t worry she’s okay

He handed the phone to Vesta .

“ Mommy I” .

“ I know Chloe told me”

“ There are lot of people in the yard”.

“ Okay just tell your daddy I’ll be there as soon as possible”

“ He already knows”.

“ Bye Mommy”.

“ Bye sweetheart”.

Martha went to the kitchen to start supper, just as Chloe , and Lois came in the front door.

Chloe had a carry out sack.

“ I thought I’d better pick something up , so we stopped at Monticello’s”.

“ Oh You’re a lifesaver Chloe”,said Martha.

" I really did n't feel like cooking".

Chloe smiled

" No problem".

Lois sat down at the table with Vesta, While Chloe helped Martha get the food out.

Clark walked out the front door.

He was trying to be as polite as possible.

“ Mr. Kent… Mr. Kent

“ I’m only going to say this once”.

“ Nobody will answer any question about my daughter” .

“ I advise you all to leave now”.

“ But Mr. Kent”.

He looks sternly at a woman reporter from the Metropolis Gazette.

“ I told you all to leave, my daughter is terrified”.

He overhears to reporters whispering to each other.

“ They’ll crack , and we’ll get our story”.

He looks their way.

“ There will be no story cracking here today”.

“ So for the last time please leave”.

He went back in the house, and the mob still pressed on.”

He sat down beside Chloe at the table.

“ Man them reporters are on this story like buzzards eating road kill .

“ Hopefully they'll leave ,with that noise Vesta will not be able to sleep tonight”, said Martha.

Clark looked out the window.

“ They sure are persistent”.

“ Clark don’t worry this will fade like a pair of old jeans, and everything will be back to normal”.

“ Daddy I didn’t mean for this to happen".

" What I did at the fair today just happen so fast”.

“ Sweet heart if you hadn’t of Jonathan could have be seriously injured, or killed”.

Lois put her hand on Vesta’s.

“ Pixie what you did was remarkable”.

“ Don’t feel bad”.

Martha got up from the table.

“ See Clark the reporters are leaving”.

“ Mom they’ll probably be back tomorrow”.

“ Clark we’ll deal with tomorrow when tomorrow comes”.

Lois puts her hand on top of his .

“ Smallville just remember no matter how big a story is , its like a juicy red apple” .

“ It will only stay sweet, and juicy for a certain time, than it starts to rot”.

Clark looks at Lois than smiled.