'What now?' Clark asked himself, looking at his abdomen accusingly. 'How am I supposed to tell Oliver about this when I haven't even told him what I am?!? Does he even feel the way I feel? Or am I just a friend who he occationally has sex with?'

He could not figure out how he had allowed this to escalade this far. It had begun with shared looks, heated glances, and touches that lasted a little too long. After Oliver had found out about his powers, it eventually moved to nights of pleasure when Lois wasn't around.

That was another problem. Lois. Oliver was still with her, claiming he didn't want to hurt her. Clark understood that, and knew that there was no way that Oliver Queen could openly admit to being in a homosexual relationship without some serious backlashes. Clark knew that it was safer for Ollie to be with Lois, at least in public.

But that did not solve his problem. He looked down at his stomach and sighed. He would have to worry about it later. He had the bigger problem of finding Bart to deal with, and he knew just who could help him...

OoooOoooOoooO

Chloe looked at her friend pace nervously while she searched for anywhere that Lex could be keeping Bart. Something was up with him, and she couldn't figure out what. Finally, she couldn't take it anymore.

"Clark, what's wrong?"

"A good friend of mine is being held captive by Lex and you ask what's wrong?" he asked increduously.

"You can't fool me, Clark. We have a couple of minutes before this search is complete. Now spill," she ordered.

He sighed and his shoulders dropped, as if the weight of the world was suddenly thrust onto his back. "I'm pregnant."