Chapter Six: "Seek and Find Part Two."

Kal clenched his knuckles together to the point where they went white. He blamed himself for this and everything that happened. He arched his head forward and listened intently. It was a mark of the respect that Kara had for him that she did not say anything. Although she was blaming herself just a tiny bit for this entire fiasco. There was the fact that if she did not encourage him to switch the blood, this would not be happening.

Of course, there was no time to wallow in personal self-pity, now was the time for some decisive action and the blonde watched and waited. Kal would make his move all too soon and Kara was going to defer the best judgment to him. It would remain true if any of the lessons that she taught him stuck.

Kal thought one thing and one thing only.

'Diversion, need a diversion,' Kal thought to himself as he placed his hands on the side of his face. 'And that diversion will need to be good….all of these powers…so many things that I can do and so many ways that I can screw up, but I can't let my parents get hurt….after all they've done, I just can't do it."

Kal pondered for a brief moment as he cupped his chin and moved forward, before he aimed his heat vision towards the brush pile outside the house.

It lit up and caused sparks to fly through the air. He grabbed Kara by the arm and they ducked away, looping around to the other side of the house. The two Kryptonians stood rigid, waiting and watching, hoping that their little diversion worked. Time froze to a slow and torturous crawl as they waited, watched.

Two ticks of the clock, existing in that moment of time ,between the second hands.

Footsteps echoed and Kal and Kara locked eyes.

'Still safe,' Kal thought as he saw his parents through the windows, both of them were hunched over but at least he could hear their heart beats and their breath.

One of the thugs moved around, circling the premises, and Clark quickly plucked the man's feet out from underneath him, and caused him to spin around, before landing like a spinning top onto his face.

'One down,'

Kal used his super speed, going one way, before he caused a diversion with his super breath.

The thug moved around and Kara used her heat vision to cause the gun in his hand to heat up and burn, melting into his hand. Then Kal moved forward, grabbed him around the head, and exerted enough force where the nerve pinch dropped him to his knees and then the thug blacked out, smacking his head against the wood floor as he dropped.

Another thug went down with a well-placed sleeperhold.

He fell down to the ground and a punch to the kidneys knocked another thug for a loop. The thug's legs buckled out from underneath him, knees knocking together as he slid down to the ground. Kara offered Kal a knowing smile, but their work was only half done.

He listened for the noise inside the house, keeping his hands on his hips and trying to focus on what he needed to hear. It took some work but he managed to pick up on what was happening on the other end. The Kryptonian took a moment to focus and create a strategy.

"If you don't tell us where your son is, we'll take you out and we won't have any qualms about doing it."

Kal frowned, no one threatened his family, whether they were human or Kryptonian, that was something that he would take to the bank. He drew himself back and positioned himself, seeing the two thugs standing behind Martha and Jonathan, guns pointed out of the back of their heads.

"We don't know what you want with Clark."

"He's screwed us over and someone is going to have to pay the price."

That was one voice that Clark could pinpoint with his hearing with picture perfect accuracy and that slimy, sleazy voice dripped with malice. His eyes glared, his fists clenched together, and he gritted his teeth.

'Stay calm, don't freak out, do not draw attention to yourself,' Clark thought to himself as he lined up the door and tried not to make a sound.

One sound and he could spook the gunman. One sound and he could cause his parents to get killed and he might not be fast enough to block it.

It was time for action; it was time for him to show what he could do with his powers. Kara stood behind him, watching and observing, ready to jump in, in the event that things got bad. His eyes narrowed as he walked forward and tried to open the door swiftly and discreetly.

There was a five second margin of error in between opening the door and slipping inside, where they might be able to notice him. So he was going to slip inside and without another word, stepped inside.

He moved behind the gunman. His parents made a brief moment of reaction but to their credit they did not say anything. That would make his ability to swoop in and take care of business and move in efficiently. He decided to step in and do it, and take them out one shot at a time.

There was a loud crash and one of the gunmen went flying, the second went flying, and then with another swift motion Kal had his hand on the throat of Edge, before slamming him against the wall.

"You've made a mistake," Kal snarled as he clasped his hand around the throat of Edge who twitched a moment but then a smug look crossed his face.

"You won't get me, they'll be gunned down, they're outside this house, all I have to do is clear my throat," Edge gasped as Kal's grip relaxed slightly and sure enough he cleared his throat.

There was nothing, not one sound, not even a peep and Kal tightened his grip around the throat of this man, causing him to slump against the group. The air left his throat.

"We could work together, the two of us, we'll be unstoppable," Edge managed, blood pouring down his mouth.

"I don't work with garbage, I dispose of it," Kal responded coldly, as he speared Edge head first into the wall.

Morgan Edge slumped down to the ground, his eyes rolling into the back of his head, as the blood poured down his mouth. Kal stepped back, angry at this man who threatened his family, and angry at himself for putting them in this position. He wasn't going to stand back and take this shit any more, sometimes one had to do what they had to do and what Clark had to do was attack him.


Edge was deposited by Kal and Kara, along with his men, they should be found by the authorities in a short while.

"Clark, I don't think you should have done what you did," Jonathan stated in a reprimanding tone of voice.

"Dad, what would have let me do, let them shoot you and Mom in the head?" Clark asked, feeling that he was completely in the right to take steps to protect them. Sure he was a little rough on Edge but that son of a bitch deserved it. He could have snapped his neck just like that.

Martha frowned as she looked at her son and saw the hurt in his eyes, the hurt that he had to take rougher means. With the dangerous people that he had to deal with, a part of her expected that this would happen. Like it or not, she knew that Clark would have to make some dangerous choices, choices that her or Jonathan might not be proud of but they would have to respect. Life was not all sunshine and roses; there were some tough decisions that he had to make.

"I…."

"Clark….you were under a lot of pressure, but you got to understand that you need to pick your shots wisely," Martha told him as she nervously considered him. She did not want to condone what her son did but she did not want to condemn it either.

Clark threw his hands into the air.

Jonathan reigned in his temper and remained calm despite everything that occurred. It had been a rather hard few weeks for all of them, although it did seem like it was much longer. It was time for them to simmer down, take their cool, keep cool and hope that things could be worked out, about as well as they could.

"So, you've decided to come home, son."

"I've told you that there are things that I have to do with my life," Clark reminded him as he looked his father in the eye. "Did you ever want to do something so bad, but was afraid that something was holding you back?"

Martha looked at her son with a sympathetic expression on her face, there were times where she had doubts about what she had to do. Of course, the thing that she was most proud of was the young man standing before her, so there was going to be some hard decisions that he was going to have to make.

"Clark, you think you have this calling in life, but do you think that you've allowed Jor-El to influence you a little bit too much?" Jonathan asked as he eyed his son, although he appreciated how stubborn Clark was being. He might have had the same conversation with his father at this age, had the roles been reverse. Even if Clark was adopted, he adopted everything, including the Kent trait of being too stubborn for his own good.

Clark pondered this, there were times where he had his doubts but he could not allow those doubts to manifest with him. He wanted to look his father in the eye.

"For what it's worth, I'm sorry, sorry about everything that I put you and Mom through," Clark said as he kept his eyes locked onto his parents. They would always be his parents, even after he moved on.

"Clark….what is done is done," Jonathan stated as he watched Clark, although the fact that the baby was lost, that was never going to be something that they were going to get through. But by the actions of Jor-El, it nearly cost them two children. "I just fear what Jor-El is going to do next, he's not going to let you get away."

"Jor-El won't be a problem any longer."

Kara stated this, having spoken up for the first time and the Kents watched her, nervously, this strange girl who had showed up was most certainly an enigma to them. They doubted her intentions but the fact that Clark was in one piece proved that she was sincere as she said she was. The blonde offered a bright smile towards them.

"I inserted a crystal into the cave wall that disabled his programming," Kara explained to them as she kept her eyes on the Kents. Their reaction was kind of hard to read, although she figured that they would be able to understand a lot. "Most of us do have more than one parent, at least that's how it works on Krypton. And Lara….she will be much kinder in helping guide Clark, trust me."

"Clark seems to think that he needs to do something," Jonathan retorted carefully, not sounding too accusatory but at the same time, he was not going to back down either.

Kara placed her hands on her hips and threw her head back; she had a feeling that this was not going to be a pleasant conversation at all. She wanted to respect the Kents and she could not understate how much she appreciated them keeping an eye on her cousin during all of those years. Yet at the same time, Clark did have a greater calling, and a much greater purpose than sitting here on a farm.

Fortunately it was not Kara who answered, rather it was Clark. He turned towards her, an appraising look on his face.

"Kara, do you mind if I have a talk with my parents, alone?" Clark asked as he watched her.

"Clark, no, it's fine, talk to you later," Kara responded, giving him a kiss on the cheek. "I'll be back in a couple of hours after you've discussed this."

Kara sped off, without another word other than this, which left the Kents curious about how Clark and Kara reacted around each other. Kara stated that she was his cousin from Krypton, but she was not acting like it, acting more like a girlfriend or a lover than anything else.

Clark wondered if she would get into too much trouble without him but then again, he realized that Kara could take care of herself rather well.

He had some explaining to do.


Chloe walked outside of the Daily Planet offices and looked up, the internship…well it was a mixed bag all things considered. They seemed to sour when she told Lionel that she was not interested in his little offer and there was a sense that she just ended up blackballing herself. The blonde crossed her arms and blew the air out from her face. She might as well return to Smallville after everything that happened, although with Clark's mysterious traveler act, she didn't know.

It was a few days since Clark made the revelation that rocked her world and Chloe pieced together everything in the back of her mind. The blonde wondered if she should have put the pieces together sooner. Actually it was likely, it was one of those moments of revelation.

"Chloe, fancy meeting you here."

Chloe stopped and saw Kara.

"You're back…which means that Clark is back," Chloe told her with a bright smile towards Kara but the taller blonde watched her with a corked eyebrow.

"Yes, he's back but not for long, and it's a good thing we came back," Kara retorted and Chloe watched her, a frown crossing the shorter blonde's face.

Chloe hitched in a deep breath, fearing the absolute worst. "What happened?"

"Morgan Edge and his thugs happened," Kara responded in a hot voice as she watched Chloe.

"Edge…he's dangerous business, please tell me that Clark didn't do anything that pissed him off," Chloe pleaded but Kara crossed her arms and frowned. It was then that the smaller blonde could see that the taller one was quite miffed about the circumstances and Chloe could easily see why. "Yeah I know but…."

"Edge was taken care of, don't worry," Kara retorted, it was lucky that she did not get her hands on Edge. Although the man would not be waking up and would likely spend the rest of his life hooked to a tube.

There was a nagging thought in the back of Kara's head about forcing a situation where figurative blood would be on Clark's hands. It was all about that tube of blood that Lionel Luthor had, that Edge had them stole. It was a domino effect of disaster.

"Edge hired us….to steal something for him," Kara continued and Chloe gritted her teeth before hitching in her breath. "It isn't as bad as it sounds."

Chloe frowned as she put her hands on her hips and watched Kara with an appraising expression in her eyes. It was obvious that the taller blonde understood a fair bit about how things worked on Earth but there were a few things that she did not understand about it at all. And one of those things was not to make any dealings with organized mobsters.

It was now clearer than ever before that Kara was Clark's cousin one hundred percent of the way.

"How isn't it as bad as it sounds?" Chloe asked Kara, willing to give the girl the benefit of the doubt, if she could explain what happened.

Kara sighed, this was not going her way at all and the blonde really did hope that she could explain things to Chloe properly. Even though it was hard to put what she had problems with in more than a few words yet Kara had to try.

"Lionel got his hands on a vial of blood that belonged to Clark," Kara told Chloe and this statement caused a certain amount of alarm from smaller blonde.

"How?" Chloe asked and Kara's lips curled into a pained grimace before she explained.

"That much I don't know but we switched the vial of blood out, and Lionel caught onto it," Kara stated as she winced. "We didn't think that Edge was going to….well we didn't think that he was going to sell it back to him."

Chloe frowned for a second and inclined her head with a slight nod. It was an honest mistake for a novice to earth culture like Kara to make. Hell if she was in that position, she would make the same mistake. She let in one breath and let out another breath, before she put the situation in perspective.

"He tried to use you to do his dirty work and when Lionel caught him with his pants down….well he didn't take it too well," Chloe summarized and Kara answered with a nod.

"Yes, it went like that," Kara stated as she shifted around guiltily. "Why does trash like Edge exist?"

"I don't know, you ask questions that humans have been trying to figure out for generations," Chloe responded as she shrugged her shoulders. "I wish I could give you the answers Kara, I really do. I guess for heroes to exist, there must be villains to save innocents from. That's why people like Edge exist. They have to maintain the status quo."

Kara spun around, that made as good of a reason for something then as anything else ever did, at least that's what she was going to tell herself over and over again. She wished that Clark would never have to live with the burden.

"So did you complete your journey into mystery?" Chloe asked Kara and the blonde's eyes meeting the other blonde's eyes.

"We have one of the things that we need, but we have two more to go,' Kara stated as she shrugged.

"If you need any help, I'll be happy to," Chloe offered and Kara smiled.

"Thanks, I'll keep that in mind," Kara answered with a smile. "And I'm glad that you were Clark's friend all these years."

"I am too," Chloe responded with a smile, she wished it was more. Although she needed to call Lana, to see how she was taking the breakup with Clark. She hated the awkwardness that was going through the air but all things considered, it could have ended a lot uglier.


"Kara, we need to talk."

There was one universal truth that was existed on both Krypton and Earth. And that was when someone said that they needed to talk, it might not have been the best thing in the world. The blonde Kryptonian hitched in the breath she was holding in. She gave Clark a good two and a half hours to discuss things over with his parents.

"Clark, if you….if you want to…well what is it you want to do?" Kara asked as there was a moment where she seemed nervous and bit down on her lip. She wanted the best out of everything and the best for her baby cousin who appeared to be at the crossroads between something.

"I told them about Lara in the cave," Clark informed her and Kara gave him a stiff nod in response. "I explained everything to them….from the beginning."

"Even about us," Kara whispered as she watched Clark.

"No, I didn't…I didn't bring that part up," Clark stated but Kara's face contorted into a frown.

"That's your business but it's going to come out later, but I think….you fear what they think?" Kara asked as she ran her hands through her hair and offered a long sigh. Things were not going as she planned today.

Kara decided that it would be the best to speak with the Kents. Both Jonathan and Martha sat down but if she had to be honest with herself they were a bit shaken up with the entire Morgan Edge mess. The blonde hated to admit this but she could not blame them at all, she would be shaken up if that happened.

"Mrs. Kent, Mr. Kent," Kara stated in a polite voice, normally she was fearless but she did not want to come across as someone that was stealing Clark away. Even though she thought that he had a far greater calling.

"Mom, Dad, I told you that I'm going to leave with Kara but….maybe it would be best if you talked to Lara in the cave," Clark informed them as he looked at his parents before Kara could say two more words. "She can explain everything far better than you can and explain why the thing with Jor-El happened."

"I was down by the cave a few days ago, Lionel Luthor has his man roaming around there," Jonathan stated without blinking.

"He's not there anymore, I just flew by there and checked," Kara responded as she crossed her arms.

"Flew?" Martha asked, caught off guard but then she slapped herself. "Oh of course, you might have different powers…."

"Clark is capable of the power of flight as well, it is just a matter of him getting in the right mindset," Kara stated in a crisp tone of voice. There were times where he accomplished floating, which was progress. The blonde stood on the heels of her feet.

"I have a serious concern about Clark and his education," Jonathan chimed in as Kara closed her eyes briefly before she opened them back up.

"You should be offering these concerns to Clark, not me, it's his decision, not mine," Kara answered in the most diplomatic manner possible.

Jonathan stopped, he realized that much was true and there was Clark, standing there, calm as could be, not saying anything.

"Clark, what do you want?' Martha asked her son gently.

"I want to figure out why I was sent here, what greater purpose that I have," Clark stated as he stood up. "And I think….well I think that sitting on a farm for years and years is not the thing for me….no offense."

He added that last part hastily because Jonathan was beginning to look like he was slapped in the face with the implications that his son did not think that life on the farm was ideal. Then again, with Clark's powers, he could do much more but there was this fear in the back of his mind that something happened.

"It's your decision," Jonathan stated in a stiff voice. "But we just want to…"

Kara hoisted them up in the air and prepared to guide them.

"Talk to Lara, well I'm going to give you your chance but hang on, this might be a bumpy right," Kara stated to them and Jonathan and Martha nodded as Kara dragged them off, a Kent underneath each arm, while she guided Clark's flight pattern with her telekinesis.

The group arrived at the caves in no time flat.

"Aunt Lara, someone wants to speak to you," Kara informed her in a calm voice.

"Mr. and Mrs. Kent, I must say given what I've found it, it is inevitable,' Lara stated with a long sigh. "I first and foremost apologize for the actions of my husband. While it is easy to lay those actions down as a flawed AI construct, the fact of the matter is that he has made more than his share of questionable decisions in his life."

"The best of us do," Jonathan commented, although he did wonder about if Krypton deserved the fate that he did. A logical part of him decided that it did not deserve any fate that it got because there were innocent people there that were not like Jor-El. "Clark seems to think that he has some grander calling in life."

"Clark has the potential for great things but naturally he should not forget the foundation that he has formed with yourself and your wife," Lara responded over the connection in the cave. "Do not think of me as taking him away, but merely borrowing him for a purpose."

"And no matter what happens, I'd always come back," Clark added before he gave both of his parents a tight hug.

Kara stood in the background and smiled.

"Don't worry, Kara will make sure that no harm comes to Clark, and your son will safely return, there are three stones that he must obtain and he has found one already," Lara told the Kents. "The other two will be difficult to find but I am confident that they will find a way."

"Is there anything that we can do to help?" Martha asked Lara and there was a pause before the AI stated her response.

"I will keep your offer in mind but for the moment, the best thing you can do is make sure you give your son the moral support and the inner strength that you can. His journey has begun but it could have not gotten kick started without you. I do apologize for my husband once again."

The Kents realized that none of this was Lara's fault and she seemed annoyed that her husband acted in the way he did. It was something that brought her certain levels of frustration as well and it caused plenty of collateral damage as well.

"I hope you realize that Kal-El will not be half the son he is without your upbringing and I am happy that Jor-El chose you to be his adopted parents that is not a decision that I disagree with."

"I'm glad we are able to do what we can to shape Clark's life," Martha remarked as there was a moment of silence.

"And it's not like that I wouldn't come back to visit," Clark offered although he wondered if he would have to make this big decision.

It was a giant step in his life, one that many people would not envy him for having to make but it opened up a door of several possibilities. His parents, whilst not necessary one hundred percent on board with it, did accept his decision but sometimes one needed to cut the chains that were holding them down. They needed to accept that there were some things that had to be done.

Clark, finally, thought that he was ready to take the first step towards the rest of his life.

He slowly began embracing his Kryptonian heritage more whilst also keeping his human roots in mind. Both Kal-El and Clark Kent could learn a lot from each other and perhaps both of them could be a better person.


"Edge….suffered an accident as he was being taken to the hospital," Lionel stated in a crisp voice, wondering how he got put in the state that he was. Not that he was looking a gift horse in the mouth. Lionel never was going to do something that like. He crossed his hands over his lap and his subordinate nodded his head.

"Yes, sir, Mr. Luthor sir," one of the surbordinates stated as he kept his eyes locked firmly upon Lionel's.

It was not the first time that Lionel had to make an inconvenience disappear, with Edge threatening to drop the bombshell about the murder of his parents and what happened there. He could not have that happen, even though was still a chance Edge might be out there. While the ambulance took a dive over the bridge and crashed, that did not mean anything.

Morgan Edge was the resourceful sort, Lionel admired that about the man, respected it even.

What vexed Lionel even more was the fact the ship disappeared out from underneath his nose and he knew that the security was airtight. Both the ship and the blood on the same night, both of them highly sought commodities and when coupled in with the strangeness around the caves, it added more questions than answers in his mind.

Despite the fact, the businessman was not about to give up, even though the fact that there were other things that should demand his time. He refused to give up the quest for answers, especially with the latest doctor reports rolling in and he ignored the stabbing pain in his side as he propped himself up, breathing in and out heavily.

"Nice and easy, Lionel old boy, nice and easy," Lionel commented to himself, it would be foolish to go to pieces even though it was the easiest thing in the world to do. Lionel found himself losing himself slowly to the insanity that presented itself to his mind and he turned his head around for a few seconds before returning to the task at hand.

There were blips that were flying rather fast, nothing more than a few seconds and all of them in the area around Smallville. All of them were heading to the caves, and Lionel wondered who would be so interesting. Especially considering the blip came in from flight.

All of this high tech equipment that he poured millions of his dollars into and all he could do was….it didn't matter, all he could do. He would find the mysterious person who was behind this and he would track them down. They had the blood, they had the ship, he knew it, and both would be his lifelines.

The doctors had given him six months to live but Lionel refused to have a death sentence stamped on him. The own words that he gave his son echoed back into his head, he refused to be defeated by a minor inconvenience. Luthors were survivors and they refused to be brought down by any means, especially one that was minor as a flaw of their own flesh, a flaw of their own bodies because that would be considered failure.

Failure was not something that Luthors accepted.

It was not encoded in their DNA.

Failure was not something that they would accept.

Especially this Luthor.

He would win the day; there was not a shadow of a doubt in his mind about it. The search for his son was on but Lionel wondered if Lex truly was dead. He would not consider his son to be gone until a rotting corpse was found and even then Lionel would have his share of doubts. The same thing would go for Morgan Edge, he was not going to hold his breath until the man was down and out for the count.

Sooner or later someone would slip up and Lionel would hold them in his trap. He could feel his hand close in tightly on them and a twisted grin appeared on his face.


Kal sat at the edge of the field in Smallville, looking up into the sky, wondering if it would be that easy to find the second stone. It was fairly easy to find the first stone but the second one might be an entirely different matter.

"We should leave tomorrow to find the second stone," Kal remarked as he shifted to face Kara properly, who sat down next to him, placing her arms around him. "I can't help but shake the feeling that the longer we wait, the harder it might be to find it. And that's not considering where the third stone is, and it might be even harder to find it."

Kara grabbed Kal around his neck and squeezed him tightly, before nuzzling her face into the back of his neck.

"I just wish I could fly on my own," Kal mumured but Kara smiled at him.

She knew that her cousin was far closer than he thought he was, it just was the proper motivation that was needed. He would have it pretty soon, she knew that he would, he needed to remain patient. Which she reminded herself was not a trait of the House of El, they were people who jumped into situations head on.

"So tomorrow hmm, I wonder what we could do until them?" Kara asked and Kal grabbed her tightly around the waist and pushed her down onto the ground, before leaning down and kissing her on the lips.

Kara sighed deeply as he kissed the breath out of her, pinning her down to the ground. He was adventurous today, having her out in the middle of this field, where anyone can walk in on them at any time, and there was always a chance of danger. The blonde closed her eyes and felt his mouth on her neck.

"Kal, make love to me please," Kara breathed, feeling herself get wet and she impatiently unbuckled his pants, trying to remove them, nearly ripping them in a feverish frenzy.

She snorted, he could always get a new pair of pants.

Smut/Lemon Begins.

-PROFILE-

Smut/Lemon Ends.

To Be Continued in the Next Arc "Catch Me If You Can."