Clark didn't fight with Lex for the rest of the trip. He didn't want to lose his quarters or get in trouble again. He hated being in trouble.

But it was okay that they fought. Pete said he fought with his brothers all the time.

If they were really brothers . . . Clark could tell Lex about his powers, right? Mom and Dad could know because they were his family, too, so they would never let the bad scientists find out. Lex wouldn't, either. He was Clark's brother! Dad said so, in the car.

Mom and Dad went to set up the tent while Clark and Lex sat by the campfire. It wasn't dark yet, but it was cold.

"Hey Lex, look what I can do!"

"I'm watching," Lex said.

Clark jumped up from the log and put his hand into the fire. Lex's leapt forward and yanked Clark back.

"Clark! Are you okay?" Lex took Clark's hand and looked it over.

"I'm fine! I have powers. Like Warrior Angel!"

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Lex's face went very white. He didn't look like he was breathing.

Clark frowned. He thought it was cool. "You love Warrior Angel."

"I . . . I . . ."

"I'm really fast too!" Clark sped away into the trees as fast as he could, then he came back. "And really strong!" He picked up the log across from Lex. "See?"

Clark stepped toward Lex, but Lex leaned back and fell from the log he was sitting on.

Clark raced to look over Lex. "What's wrong?"

"Y-you're . . . what are you?"

"I'm your little brother! That's why I get to tell you my secrets."

Lex didn't get up from the ground. He just kept staring at Clark.

Maybe he didn't understand. "Dad says if I tell someone who's not in my family my secret, the bad scientiss will find out and do spearmints on me."

"Experiments?"

Clark nodded. "But you won't tell anyone, right?"

"I—I won't . . ."

"Good!" Clark picked up Lex and put him back on the log. "You're really light."

Lex still looked really scared.

"What's wrong?" Clark thought Lex would be excited. Clark was like Warrior Angel! Now they could play that game for real.

Dad came back over to the campfire. "Tent's up. You boys hungry?"

"Yeah!" Clark said, but Lex was still frozen.

Dad frowned. "Everything okay, Lex?"

"I . . . do you know? What Clark can do?"

Dad's eyes became angry. "Clark! What did you do?"

"I told him my powers."

"Clark!"

"He's my brother! I heard you say!"

"Go over to the tent with your mother. We need to talk."

"Am I in trouble?"

"What do you think?"

That meant yes! "Daaad! Nooo!"

"Go."

"Sir," Lex said, "it's okay."

"That's not for you to decide," Dad said to Lex. He gave Clark a hard pat on the back. "Go."