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Kara and Clark arrived at the address in a matter of minutes. After a quick change into normal clothing, they found the house. It was a simple, unnoticeable house in a row full of houses just like it on a quiet little street. The most noticeable thing about it was that it was the only house that had a white picket fence. Kara walked after Clark and scanned the house with her x-ray vision.
"Well, there's our lead box." Kara said as her vision moved over a metal object that she couldn't see through.
Clark nodded.
"That's where Jimmy is." Clark listened with his super-hearing. "That's odd. I don't hear anything."
Kara gave him a worried look and Clark immediately recovered himself.
"I mean, he could be sleeping, the room could be soundproofed, he could not be in the room anymore." Clark spoke hurriedly. "It could be any number of things. I'm sure he's fine."
Kara breathed a sigh of relief as she rolled her eyes at him. They started walking towards the house and Kara looked over at Clark.
"So, what are we supposed to do? Nock on the door?" She said, half sarcastically. To her surprise, that's exactly what he did.
A little girl answered the door. She looked to be about Aurora's age, maybe a little older.
"Hi." Kara said, a little taken aback. "Do you live here?"
"Yes ma'am." The little girl said sweetly. "Are you the nice reporters my brother was tellin' me about?"
"You have a brother?" Clark asked.
"His name's Bill, Sir."
This was all news to Clark and Kara. They weren't aware that Mindy Church had ever had a child with Bill Church Sr. Though, with all the strange stuff that Kara and Clark had seen over the years, this should be apple pie to them.
"Who else lives here?" Clark asked, hoping that the child would be more helpful with the whereabouts of Jimmy.
"My Uncle Todd lives here." The child's eyes grew bright as she thought of someone else.
"Uncle Todd?" Kara whispered to Clark. "That must be Mindy's brother since Billy was an only child."
Clark nodded in agreement.
"Ah, we'd like to speak with your brother, if you don't mind." Clark gave her a reassuring smile.
"I don't let in strangers…" The little girl retaliated a little by hiding half her body behind the door.
"Oh we aren't strangers." Kara smiled. "We know your brother from way back."
Clark caught on and nodded.
"Yeah. Bill Church is an old buddy of ours."
"Well…." She hesitated a little. "I guess you guys can come in. Just don't go into the basement!"
The little girl ran off in a fit of giggles yelling for Billy. She left the door wide open for the two reporters to come in. Kara gave Clark a worried look and Clark patted her on the shoulder reassuringly.
Kara and Clark walked into the moderately and tastefully decorated house. If there was one thing about Billy was his impeccable taste for décor.
"Quit yelling Sally!" Was heard over the little girls' yells for her big brother. "I'm coming!"
He stepped into the living room, and his eyes went wide with shock: Kara Danvers and Clark Kent. Billy's mind went racing. Reporters. From the Daily Planet. The later of the two helped in putting him away. He shut his eyes tight and opened them twice to make sure he wasn't dreaming.
"Hello Billy." Clark smirked.
"Why if it isn't Clark Kent my favorite reporter for the Daily Planet." Billy said, keeping a cool head. "I don't think I've met this one. Is she replacing Nosy… I mean Lois? The missus will not be happy."
"Billy, didn't you have a little more time to go on that life sentence?" Kara asked.
Church's expression immediately went from calm, to frustrated.
"You found me out, it's true." Billy nodded. "But before you go calling for your Superman and company, I think I have something that you want." Billy made certain to look at Kara when he said that.
"What is it Church? I'm sure Superman will be here any minute so you better make it quick." Clark eyed him.
"Follow me down to the basement and you'll see for yourselves."
Kara looked over at Clark and he nodded back as if he understood what she was saying to him already. They had to be on their guard. Church wasn't to be trusted for anything, and Kara wasn't going to give him the benefit of the doubt.
They got downstairs, and Kara instantly felt like she was in a totally different house. Unlike the upstairs that was modestly decorated with no lavish expenses, the downstairs was just the opposite. They were walking on marble floors and surrounded by gold plated columns and paintings by Monet and DaVinci. Kara looked around in awe as she felt she was in a mini museum.
"In here, if you please." Billy said, opening the door and letting out his hand in a mock 'leading the way' gesture. "After you."
The two were hesitant. Could this be a trap? After Clark edged the rim of his glasses down a little to allow him to scan the room quickly to make sure it was lead lined, he nodded at Kara to tell her it was the right room.
"I hope you all enjoy each other…" Billy grinned.
She saw it all in slow motion: Church giggling like a little school girl, the light dissipating, she reached out her hand sort of as a realization to what was happening. It was too late. The door slammed shut and she and Clark were alone in the dark.
.ToBeContinued.