Jason woke up slowly, not used to falling on the ground. "Owe…" The small six year old grumbled quietly as he gently rubbed the top of his head. His eyes opened wider and he gasped as he found himself in the middle of a cornfield.

"Mommy..? Daddy..?" The boy whimpered, frightened tears beginning to well up in his eyes. Maybe he should yell for his dad. His father could always hear him wherever he is. "Superman!"

Nothing. The only thing that echoed him was the wind. Suddenly two lights shone in his face, and he covered his eyes quickly.

"Oh my gosh!" When Jason looked up, an elderly lady was climbing out of a red truck and running toward him. She had long red hair, and green- blue eyes. He didn't know why, but he felt completely safe with her.

"Are you alright Sweetie?" Jason looked at her, then shook his head, "I don't know…"

"I'm going to take you to the hospital, okay?" The boy nodded his head and took the woman's hand. The truck ride was spent with complete silence.

The doctor removed his stethoscope and looked at Martha intently. "You're saying you found this boy in a cornfield?" "It is strange, I know. But it's the truth." The doctor turned toward Jason. "How old are you?"

"I'm six." "What were you doing last?"

The boy scrunched his nose in concentration. "I was at the school party. My parents were there. Then…a green light appeared. When I opened my eyes, I landed in the corn."

The doctor nodded, and turned to Martha. "It seems as if the scientific possibility of teleportation occurred." Turning to Jason he continued, "It seems as if we have to take this little guy to child protective services until we can take him home."

Martha spoke up, "You don't have to do that. He could stay with me, I'm sure Jonathan won't mind."

Jason looked up startled. Jonathan…That's the same name as my Grandpa…

The doctor gave Martha a warm smile. "There's no one I can trust more with kids than you Mrs. Kent."

Jason let out a silent gasp. Mrs. Kent? She must be my Grandma…She looks a lot like her…

"Would you like to go with Martha?" Jason nodded quickly. The doctor and Martha talked a bit more, until Martha took Jason's hand and left.

"So what's your name, Sweetie?" "My name is Jason. Where are we going?"

Martha smiled, "We're stopping by the Talon. I work there a lot, and I bet somebody looks like they need some hot chocolate."

Oh, yeah. Definitely his Grandma. Jason smiled brightly up at her and nodded enthusiastically. Martha froze up, startled.

He looks just like Clark when he smiles like that...

Martha poured the hot chocolate in a little cup for kids and poured herself a cup of coffee. She placed the money into the register and just sat there, perfectly content in watching the boy. She felt more attached to him. As if she knew this kid.

It's going to be interesting to see the boys' reactions when they see this.

Jonathan looked at Martha for several seconds, then down at Jason. Jason smiled up at him, Martha's hands on his shoulders.

If the kid had black hair instead of brown hair it would be Clark standing there.

"So…who's the little guy, Martha?" Martha smiled, "His name is Jason. Jason, this is Jonathan. We have a son, Clark, but he's at Chloe's party."

Daddy! But…will he recognize me?

Jason played on the floor, content with playing with the blue spaceship Jonathan played with when he was a boy. He kept looking up at his future grandparents, smiled, then continued playing with the ship.

"Doesn't this bring back memories, Jonathan?" "Yes, it certainly does, Sweetheart. It's also uncanny too. I feel like we're looking at a certain two-year-old again."

A door opening interrupted their musings. "Mom, Dad! I'm home!" "Jason, come here."

Clark looked at the little boy that was standing in between his parents. "Hello, who are you?"

"I'm Jason." He looked at Clark longingly, as if he would like nothing better than to run into Clark's arms. But it would probably freak him out.

Clark smiled but then it slowly turns into a confused frown. His parents grew uneasy when he subtly squints, and they knew he was x-raying the boy. A look of astonishment crosses their son's face and he smiles once more at the boy. "Hey, have you looked at the barn yet?"

Jason shook his head. "Well, how 'bout you get a coat and I'll show it to you?" Jason smiled up at him, then ran to the kitchen.

Clark watched him go, then turned toward his parents, a look in his eyes that was filled with both dread and hope.

Jonathan, turning into the ever protective father, looked at Clark, "What's going on, Clark?"

Clark looked at his parents and murmured slowly, "I…I think that boy is part Kryptonian."