"Chloe, Chloe, c'mon wake up." Hannah said as she shook Chloe lightly.
Chloe batted her hazel eyes trying to bring into focus the image before her. Her body beaten and sore. Her head pounding, the blood pouring from the cut above her left eye. "Hannah?" She asked still trying to determine if it was indeed Hannah in front of her.
"Chloe, we've gotta get out. The water is coming in fast." Hannah said as she unbuckled Chloe and helped her to her feet.
Finally Chloe's vision was becoming clear. The plane was dark with the exception of a few emergency lights flashing above them. The water was already up to their knees and it kept pouring in. Chloe flinched when she saw the bodies of the people who didn't buckle up, who panic and tried to get up floating around her. "Oh,…" Chloe screamed.
Hannah looked down at Chloe's leg. It was ripped open from her knee down to her ankle. "It's okay. I'm gonna get you out of here I promise."
Chloe nodded as she wrapped her arm around Hannah's neck. She noticed the cuts and scrapes on Hannah and the big blue mark on the side of her head. "Are you okay?" She asked.
"I'll be just fine. But I guess being pretty at the airport back home is out of the question." She smiled.
"How do you plan on getting us to safety?" Chloe asked.
"The entire back part of the plane is gone. Past that door there is nothing." A tear filled her eyes. "I checked it out when I woke up."
"Then what are we waiting on?" Chloe said.
They climbed their way over the carry on luggage in the isles, the dead bodies floating by. The stewardess that once stood before them. At the door Chloe and Hannah both pulled up the latch. They swung open the door to see the ocean and the stars. Hannah was right the coach section of the plane was gone. There was no sign that it ever existed.
"We need to climb on top of the plane. I figure that it would give us at least an hour before it sinks completely to the bottom of the ocean." Hannah said as she lifted Chloe up so she could get on top of the plane.
Chloe reached down and took Hannah's hand pulling her up. They both sitting there holding onto each other. Trying to keep themselves warm from the chill of the night air. They had made it to the top but how long would it really take for the rest of the plane to sink? They knew they had survived the crash but it wasn't over yet.
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Clark sat at the kitchen counter drinking his morning coffee and staring at the letter Chloe had written to him. He printed it out and kept it in his pocket next to his heart. His silence was interrupted by a slamming door.
"Smallville, hurry…" Lois said as she made her way over to the tv. She turned it on and took a seat on the edge of the coffee table.
Clark rolled his eyes and tucked the letter back into his pocket. He walked into the living room. "What's the matter Lois?"
Lois motioned for him to hush. Her face was pale white as she turned up the tv. Clark walked around behind her. His smile falling off his face as he watched the news caster.
"This morning we received devastating news. Flight 111 on its way from Paris France to New York crashed late last night. It's still an ongoing investigation to what caused the crash. Reports have told us that on the flight was best selling author Chloe Sullivan and her agent Hannah Montague. There is no word of survivors. I'm Connie Rogan we will be back with more on this tragical incident after this break." Connie Rogan disappeared as a picture of Chloe replaced her.
Lois was in total shock. She turned off the tv and turn to Clark who had to find a place to sit down quickly. His heart ripping and tearing inside. How could this be? He thought to himself.
Lois could hardly speak. It was like her heart had risen up into her throat. "She's okay." She said trying to convince herself more than Clark. "They don't know for sure that there is no survivors. It's just…" A tear fell down her cheek.
Clark stood up. "I've gotta go."
Lois stood up taking him by the arm. "Clark,…"
"Lois, I have to find her. She needs me."
"Theirs is nothing you can do, Clark. We just have to wait and pray. Pray that they are wrong and that she is still coming home to us."
Clark looked into her eyes. "I need to check that plane from top to bottom and that's exactly what I'm gonna do."
"And how do you expect to do that?"
Clark hesitated a moment then he super speeds away. Lois couldn't believe her eyes. She rubbed them trying to make sure that she really saw him disappear before her eyes.
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Chloe panic when she woke up to find herself in a white room with an IV in her arm and all her wounds bandaged. She was in a nice pair of silk p.j.'s.
"And here I thought I'd never see them beautiful hazel eyes again." A familiar voice said.
Chloe glanced over to the corner of the room. She was shocked to see the missing Lex sitting in a chair with his hands folding and his legs crossed. "Lex? What? Where?"
Lex stood up and walked over to her. "Never mind the where and how, just know that your safe now."
"Where's Hannah?"
Lex grinned. "She's fine. She's resting down the hall." He took a seat on the bed next to her. "I had a doctor to come and check on you both. He said that you will be fine."
Chloe sat up in the bed. "I need to Call Lois."
Lex stood up once again and walked over to the door. "I'm afraid that I can't let you do that."
"You can't just keep us here against our will."
"You see, Chloe, I can. No one knows that this island even exists. It's not on the map. No one knows where I am, but the need to know people." He grinned. "Don't worry ace, I'm not going to hurt you. If I was heartless like people think then I would have left you out there for the great whites to eat." He opened the door. "Lunch will be ready soon."
He closed the door behind him.