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Christmas time in Smallville

There is snow on the ground, a warm fire inside, and friends and family gathered at the Kent farmhouse for Christmas.

While Clark and April had celebrated Christmas previously (in June), this was their first official family Christmas.

Things were already in a party mood, even with Clark 'excused' for a Christmas emergency of delivering presents to children. But April knew he would arrive any moment and was excited.

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"You always find ways to remind me." April returned the affectionate squeeze. She really couldn't afford a lot of nice things for Christmas. So relied on her own talents to give gifts from the heart.

The Kents probably appreciate that more than she knows. They've had people attempt to buy their love with expensive, flashy gifts before. Knowing that April spent tons of time and effort on something for them is worth far more than any car or house or enormously priced luxury item.

He gives her a kiss on the forehead, not quite the kind of guy who'll make out with his girlfriend in front of other people, but wanting to show his appreciation anyway. "Chloe should be showing up in a little while. She has to drive all the way back from Metropolis."

April understands more than some that there is more to life than luxery items.

"How has Metropolis been treating Chloe?"

"Pretty good, I think. She loves having that internship. I don't get to see her as much as I used to but I always make sure to stop by the Planet whenever I'm in town, to say hi."

April knows that someday in the future Clark might have a closer connection with the Daily Planet. And supports his choice to pursue that reporting career.

"What is the Daily Planet like?

"Hectic," he says, smiling. "There's always people rushing around to fulfill a deadline, or typing like crazy, and there are always phones ringing everywhere. I think Chloe's in heaven there. She's only a cub reporter and the basement isn't nearly as busy as upstairs, but it's pretty crazy."

"It sounds like you enjoyed the atmosphere." April observed.

He shrugs. "It's okay. A bit noisy for me. I don't know how she gets anything done."

"They must love where they work, to work there." April would not want Clark to be working somewhere where he didn't feel comfortable.

He gives her a little nudge in the ribs, a tiny tickle. "I know what you're up to with these questions."

"Me? Up to something?" April laughed from the tickle. "I am never up to anything."

"Nope. Never ever," he agrees, and picks up his mug. It's a little cool now, but he can't use heat vision in a crowded house, so he just drains it in one go, while it's still warm. "Hot cocoa is one of the best parts about Christmas."

"I never had this before," April observes. Looking around the room. Studying friends and family who were in the Christmas spirit.

"There are so many best parts."

"I'm just sorry we couldn't do this... last time," he says, unable to talk about the Nexus by name, or how "last time" was actually halfway through the year. "You've gotta have the whole family atmosphere going on."

"You still made last time pretty special. And being around the family makes it a thousand times better."

"I love being a member of the family."

He combs his fingers through her hair. "I can't say I disagree."

The tender moment is interrupted by Shelby sticking his nose on Clark's knee as he comes in search of cookie crumbs. Clark laughs and gently pushes the dog away. "I don't think the house has ever been so crowded with people before."

Her eyes had briefly closed at the touch of his fingers in her hair. And then she reaches down to pat Shelby's head.

"Its a good thing. They are all so happy."

"It's kind of amazing that we've all pulled together so quickly," he says. "It's only been six months since the meteor shower, and there are still a lot of aftereffects on the land and the people, but everyone's already put it behind us and gone back to life as normal."

"I have seen how far your friends stand by your side Clark. It is no surprise they are here." And from what she experienced with Lois, would be accepting if Clark wanted to open up with others. Besides Chloe.

"Speaking of sticking with your friends," he adds, "do you think it'll be weird if Dad wins the election?"

"Weird?" April doesn't really understand how fake friends might show up if a person is a Senator. "Not really."

"I guess I'm just a little worried people will look at me different, knowing my Dad's a politician." Which is seriously the weirdest part to get his mind around. His dad's always been a simple farmer, and... politics? It's just bizarre. "Or that they'd think I can influence state policy or something."

"Those would be foolish people. The people that know you will not look at you any more differently."

"That would be a good question someday. What would you change about state policy if you could?"

He raises an eyebrow a little. "I don't know, actually. Probably try to establish some good laws to protect metahumans. Keep the good ones from being discriminated against, set up facilities to treat the ones who aren't so lucky, maybe help them get normal lives again." He's been to Belle Reve. He knows how bad things are there, and he doesn't expect to see very many meteor freaks walking out of there again.

"Those are good changes. And it will be men like your dad that pave the way for everyone to enjoy normal lives."

"He will do what is right. And so will you."

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