*Please refer to first chapter for previous part of conversation. Sorry, I thought I had this part in already.*
(cont. from chapter 1)
"Yeah. Maybe." said Clark.
"If it happens again, come tell us. We'll figure this out somehow." said his father.
"I will. Thanks, you guys are always there for me."
"And we always will be." said his father.
The phone rings. Martha Kent answers the phone, it's Chloe.
"Hey, Mrs. Kent. Is Clark there?" Chloe asked, trying her best to hide her sadness.
"Yeah, he is." Martha said. "Paging Knight in Shining Armor!" she said, to Clark in the other room, "Your damsel in distress is waiting!"
Chloe giggled at Clark's mom's call for her son. It was the first time she had giggled, or even cracked a smile all day. It felt good.
"Coming, mom!" he came into the room, and gave his mom a kind-hearted glare, it made his mom smile. He retrieved the phone.
"Yeah, babe?" he said, inaudibly shooing his mother out of the room.
"Hey, honey. How are you feeling?" she asked, just happy to hear his voice.
"I'm feeling alright. But I am still sad. I wish it hadn't happened."
"Me too. When I took Pete home, he was crying his yes out. I had to stop the car a few times, because I cried also. I held his hand when we drove, and when we stopped, we held each other. I stayed home because I couldn't stop crying." Chloe said, her emotions beginning to resurface.
"Chloe?" Clark asked
"Yes?" She said as she wiped her eyes.
"I love you. And we will get through this. All of us."
"I love you, too, Clark. Have you talked to Pete today?"
"No. I tried calling, but his mom said he was outside , reliving memories. I am planning on going over there tomorrow to see him. You wanna come with?"
"Yes. What time?"
"I was going to go right after school. I'll pick you up from the Torch."
"Okay. I have to go. I have a ton of Torch stuff to do, and the news never sleeps. I love you and I'll see you tomorrow." she said, feeling better from talking with Clark.
"Love you too. Bye" He hung up the phone. He went back upstairs, to finish studying and get some sleep.
Scene 5:
The next day at school went by pretty quick. Pete wasn't there, his seat noticeably empty. Chloe couldn't concentrate in class, her thoughts on Pete. Clark was the same, his gym class felt empty, his friend not there to tease him about running.
The final bell for school rang, and Chloe headed for her car. Clark walked out to meet her, but stopped dead in his tracks when he heard a scream. He scanned the area with x-ray, and saw nothing as usual. But then the same voice cried out again. This time Clark concentrated on it, and figured out the direction it came from. He looked at Chloe, making sure she hadn't seen him, then ran over around the corner of the building. He looked around and made sure no one was watching, then he ran off in the direction of the scream. He ran at superhuman speed, focusing on the scream. It came again, and he followed it.
He ended up in downtown Smallville. He slowed down as to appear normal, still focused on the sound. He heard it again and saw a woman being taken into an alley, struggling against two men. He looked around and saw no one watching, and he ran as fast as he could to the alley. He arrived and the assailants looked up, smiling at Clark.
"What are you going to do, tough guy?" one of the men said.
"Let her go." Clark said sternly.
"Or what? You gonna hit me with your book bag?" He said, mocking Clark's appearance.
"I said, let her go." Clark said, this time much more angry.
"Uh oh. Schoolboy here is getting mad. Joey, take care of him." the other man said, attempting to rape the young woman.
Joey rushed Clark, attempting to tackle him. When he neared Clark, he tried to grab him. When he closed his hands, all he grasped was air.
"Huh?" the man grunted.
"I think you were looking for me." Clark said, behind the man. The man turned around, bewildered. But it only lasted a second when Clark hit him, sending the man into the street. The man was unconscious when he hit the pavement.
"Hey, Joey, you through with the boy yet?" the remaining man asked, oblivious to what just occurred.
"He won't be able to answer you , at least not for awhile." Clark said, menacingly.
"Wha…?" It was all the man could muster to say, before he was hit, knocked out cold from Clark's punch. The young woman had her eyes closed the entire time, afraid to open them and see her coming fate. Clark kneeled down to her level and said:
"Are you alright, ma'am?" putting his arm on her shoulder in a caring way.
The woman opened her eyes, looking for her would-be assailants. She saw them, one lying in front of her, out cold, the other slumped in the street.
"What happened?" she asked, wondering to herself how a young man like Clark took on and defeated two large and muscular men like that with no help.
"I saw them pick you up and take you in here, and I heard you screaming, so I ran in and took care of them." Clark said, matter-of-factly.
"How did you take care of them?" she asked, her eyes looking Clark up and down.
"It's not important. You need any help getting up or to your car or anything?" Clark asked, making sure she could stand.
"No I think I can get there on my own steam now." she smiled at Clark, then said " Thanks, I thought I was a goner there. What's your name?"
"Clark, ma'am. Clark Kent."
"Thank you again, Clark." She walked off towards her car, and drove away.
As soon as she pulled away, and Clark was sure she couldn't see, he sprinted back towards home. When he got there he found his father working on the wood chipper. He had to tell him what he just did, he felt so good when he saved that woman.
"Dad!?!" Clark yelled over the chipper's noise.
"What!?!?" his dad yelled back, switching off the motor as he spoke.
When the noise died down, Clark said "You know those screams that I keep hearing?"
"Yeah? You heard them again?"
"Yeah, but I am not going crazy. It was a person in trouble, and I followed the voice till I found the person, and it was a woman who was being attacked by these two men, I think they were trying to rape her, and I saved her." he said, talking rapidly like a two-year-old who saw a cool movie.
"Whoa, slow down, Clark. How did you save her?" he asked, going straight into protection mode, worried that his son may have let his powers slip and unknowingly letting out the secret.
"I hit one of the men into the street, knocking him unconscious. And the other I hit in the head, knocking him unconscious right there."
"Did the woman see you? What did the men think?"
"The woman didn't see me, and the men I don't think knew what happened. I didn't stay to check on them."
"Clark, if they remember anything, we could be in big trouble. I know the police won't be after us, because they would have to explain what happened, and what they were doing there. But they could try to hurt one of us to get to you. Remember what happened with that cop?"
"Yeah, I remember. But still, I saved her life. I think I did the right thing."
"I know you did. Just be careful." his dad said, starting the wood chipper again.
"Thanks, Dad!" Clark yelled over the chipper, his dad waving back.
Clark then went inside to relate the news to his mom, grabbing an apple on his way into the living room. His mom was in the back doing laundry. Clark plopped on the couch, eating his apple.
"Hey, mom."
"Clark? Chloe just called and asked where you were. I said I didn't know, that you hadn't gotten back from school yet."
"Shoot, I completely forgot. We were supposed to go see Pete together. Where's the phone?"
"Over there, on the charger. What were you doing that you had to blow this off?" his mother asked.
"I was saving a woman's life, I'll tell you once I get a hold of Chloe." he said, while he dialed her home phone.
"Oh." his mother said, in shock at the calmness of his answer. She walked towards the kitchen, to busy herself while she waited for Clark to get off the phone.
Clark waited, as the phone rang. Someone finally picked up."
"Chloe?" Clark said, assuming she would have picked up
"No, this is her mother, Clark."
"Oh sorry, Mrs. Sullivan. Is Chloe there?"
"No, Clark. She went over to Pete's already."
"Ok thanks."
"Your welcome. Bye."
"Bye."
He hung up the phone, picking up his books and other things. He started for the door, but his mother stopped him.
"Where you going?"
"Pete's. Chloe is already there, and I was supposed to pick her up."
"Ok, you'd better go, she won't be too happy. But when you get back, you have to tell me what happened."
"Ok. See you later." Clark went out the door to the truck, and drove off, speeding to get to Pete's.
