Chapter 20- Final

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When you pull up to the Kent farm, you smile. 

She really was your daughter. You often came to the barn when you were stressed, or just needed someone to talk to. Heading to the door, you're not shocked to see Lillian sitting on the couch holding a cup of tea. Martha is sitting right next to her.

"Are you sure there's no one we can call for you. Your parents must be worried sick."

"They're too busy fighting." Lillian said sadly.

"You can't hide here forever. You need to let them know you're safe," 

Jonathan said, rubbing her shoulder. You had an inkling feeling she didn't quite tell them who she really was.

"You know I could be imagining this but you look familiar. " Clark states, 

He's holding a fresh batch of cookies, and her eyes light up. When she zooms over and devours them all at superspeed, it's then that the kents look a bit shocked. She paused, swallowing the last cookie with a nervous giggle. 

"S-Sorry, I forgot how much I loved uncle Clark's cookies." You step through the door, and Clark just stares.

"D-Did you say uncle?"

"She did." 

They finally take notice of your presence, and from the look on Clark's face, you can tell he's hoping for some explanation.

Lillian turns, and it looks like she's about to cry again.

"Mom.." 

You send her a smile.

"It's okay," 

She runs right into your arms, and you hug her. It feels so right to hold her in your arms. You'd been so young when your mother died, you barely remembered what it was like to be held like this. Even though your father had found love again with Caitlin, growing up you didn't have a mother figure. You're grateful at least that your child doesn't have to experience the same.

"(Y/N), what's going on?" You pull away.

"Well, you know how I did that time travel thing, apparently the apple doesn't fall far from the tree."

"She's from the future?" Jonathan questions.

"She is, and she's my daughter." Martha moves closer with the biggest smile.

"She's so beautiful, just like her mother." Lillian smiles.

"Thank you Grandma Kent." She returns it with a smile.

"Clark actually, can you come with me back to the manor? This sort of happened when Lionel was there."

"He knows about your powers." Jonathan suddenly looks defensive.

"I'm coming with you." Jonathan says. He's about to grab his jacket.

"It's okay Mr. Kent." He pauses. 

"I know you're worried, but I think adding more people that dislike Lionel would just be adding fuel to the fire. Clark and I have this handled. " You can see the reluctance, but he sighs.

"Alright, just be careful."

"I will." Clark nods, following as you make your way to the door. Lillian waves at both Kents.

"See ya later!" 

Martha waves back with the brightest smile, and Jonathan chuckles. He supposes he's going to have to get used to a lot more family time travel trips.

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You're walking through the Luthor manor, and Lillian's eyes are fixated on Clark. He looks down at her and she blushes looking away. You recognize that look, smiling.

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