It really wasn't a good day.

Chloe was driving back to Metropolis after the conclusion of the events in Smallville.

The attack by Bette, had been a shocking turn. She was glad that she had been able to talk about it with Clark. Oddly, he took the opposite viewpoint from Davis, but that was what struck a chord in her. Clark thought the meteor freaks were unlikely to want help after hiding their abilities for so long. That made her think of Davis saying they didn't have anywhere to go. That was the catch. If you did want help, there weren't any options right now. Someone needed to be there early to help them manage, so they wouldn't have to be so scared and secretive.

Her lovely green outfit was the worse for wear after almost being killed, so she changed into a new pink ensemble.

She decided to take the drive into the Isis office and see if she could come to a final conclusion by poring over some of Lana's files.

Could she really do this? Could she help the meteor infected before they became a danger to society?

A few minutes of going through the Isis files gave Chloe her answer. Her new power of processing information had made going through the hundreds of files the work of mere minutes, but most of those files told the same story. When the powers came upon the subject, most people were afraid and had nowhere to turn.

She thought of her own experience and how her fear caused her to break up with Jimmy.

That sealed her decision. She would not just be a babysitter. She was going to run Isis.

Her mind made up, Chloe thought that she should share her decision with one of the people that helped her make it.

She had saved Davis' number earlier, so hit the button for his cell. She was disappointed when it went straight to voicemail.

"Hi, Davis. It's Chloe Sullivan. I, uh, I just wanted to call and say thanks for helping out with Bette. It's too bad that that didn't, uh, work out." Her heart sank a little as she reflected on the events of earlier and how it "hadn't worked out.". "But I also wanted to let you know that I've decided to reopen the Isis Foundation, and a few things that you said helped me make that decision. So...thanks." She chuckled a bit at her own lame sounding comment. "Okay, well... stay safe out there. Take care."


Davis woke with a scream in an alley. He was cold and wet. And naked...

The blackouts were back again, and this was a bad one.

How did this day turn so awful?