Currently Untitled
Rating: PG-13
Notes: This follows my previous fanfic, "Guilt". You don't have to read that to understand this, but it might be better if you did... ^_^

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Part 1

Chloe just finished getting ready for school when she heard a loud noise downstairs. She couldn't tell what it was, so headed down to investigate. "Dad...?"

She found him face down on the floor and rushed over to him. That's when someone grabbed her arm. She squirmmed in his grasp, but he was too strong for her.

"Don't make a sound, or we'll kill him, do you understand?" he growled at her. Chloe nodded wordlessly. "Get him out of here."

Chloe finally found her voice. "Wh-where are you taking him?" she asked in a whisper.

The man pushed her away. "No place you need to worry about! Bones, get in here!"

"Yeah?" She noticed he had something in his hands. Bones nodded and pulled it out. A gun. Chloe backed up to the wall. This couldn't be
happening. With an evil grin, Bones pulled the trigger.

Chloe felt a horrible pain in her shoulder and slid to the floor in a heap. Blood poured out of the wound and it made her tired.... Tired.... She wanted to sleep. *Sleep, Chloe, and then wake up from this nightmare,* she said to herself as she lost consciousness.

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Martha Kent was finishing up the breakfast dishes when the phone rang. "Hello?" She nearly dropped the phone onto the floor. "Is she all right? Of course, Pete. I'll bring him there myself. Thank you for calling."

Clark came in a few minutes later. He saw the haunted look in his mother's eyes. "Mom? What's the wrong? Is it Dad?"

She shook her head. "No, Clark..."

"What is it then?" he asked.

"Chloe."

Clark's heart jumped into his throat. "What about her?" She told him, as calmly as possible, what happened. "Oh my God! Is she, mean..."

Martha wrapped her arms around her son. Not even a month ago he had almost lost she and Jonathan in a car accident, and now this. "I'll
take you to the hospital, honey."

"Thanks, Mom," Clark managed to choke out.

Clark ran over to Pete, who was talking with the doctor. "Mrs. Kent, Clark," he said.

"Doctor, how is she?" Martha asked.

He smiled sadly. "She'll be all right physically. I just want to keep her here for observation. Martha, she'll need a place to stay. The only other relative she has is a cousin, who lives in Metropolis. However, Miss Lane can't be here."

Martha nodded. "She can stay with us."

"Can I see her?" Clark asked. He didn't wait for an answer, and Pete followed him in. She looked so pale and small in the hospital bed.

Her eyes fluttered open. "Clark?"

"Yeah, I'm here, Chloe. So's Pete."

"Thanks for coming, guys," she whispered.

Pete grinned at her. "Hey, what are friend's for, huh?" Chloe yawned and Pete said they would let her rest. He kissed her forehead and left Clark alone with her.

Chloe's bottom lip trembled. "Clark..."

"I know, Chloe," he said, brushing the hair from her eyes. "The police will find your dad and he'll be all right."

She smiled sadly. "Thank you for your optimism, Clark. I hear the doctor talked to my cousin."

"Yeah, since she can't be here, mom's going to let you stay with us. That won't be a problem, will it?" he asked.

"Not at all," Chloe replied around a yawn.

"You get some sleep, okay?" She nodded as Clark bent down to kiss her on the lips. "Call me if you need anything."

To Be Continued...