Okay, here's chapter 10 to the story. I want to say thanks to my beta reader Squirrel Holding a Bazooka for doing an excellent job. You're fantastic. You may be a bit insane in the messages we have, but not destroy-the-world-with-a-crystal insane. :D I don't own any Superman characters. That's property of DC Comics and Warner Bros. Anyways, reviews equals a happy author!

Chapter 10: Piano Smasher

We sat in silence staring at each other. "Don't touch them, honey." Lois lowly said to Jason when he reached out to touch a crystal sitting on the desk. I saw Lois's face flicker slightly. I knew that look too well. She had an idea. "Why don't you go play the piano?" She whispered in his ear. Jason hopped down and walked to the grand piano with the thug following closely behind. While the man was distracted, Lois pulled a pad of paper and a pen off of the desk and began scribbling something down taking only a few glances down.

As quickly and quietly as she could, she tore the note off and stuck it in a fax machine off the corner of the desk. Lois smiled nervously at the man when he looked up from the piano, but went back straight away when he looked away. She pressed some buttons and the paper began to descend. Come on, come on, come on, She pleaded, please, please, please.

Suddenly, our hopes began to plummet when our cry for help was halfway through the fax, the power went out. A deep rumble vibrated underneath us and filled our ears. A bright green light filled the room from beneath the yacht blinding us for a few moments. As quick as it came, the light faded away.

The power came back on and Lois hurried to finish sending the fax. "Come on, come on." She whispered through clenched teeth. Something wasn't right reached my attention. I slightly cocked my head to listen for two piano players, but I only heard Jason.

Oh no, I yelped inwardly. I looked up and let out a gasp. Remember how scary the thug Luthor left with us was? Well, he was in front of us, and he didn't look too happy. He was holding a plug that must have belonged to the fax machine. I was quick enough to dodge his grip, but Lois wasn't. He dragged her over the desk with a great amount of strength and watched her as she tried to helplessly get up. Without even thinking, I ran up onto the desk and jumped on the thug from behind.

I know, I know. It's a stupid and reckless thing to do. Plus, it was basically asking for a death sentence. I locked my arms around his neck with a tight grip. That seemed to get him. I was able to distract him long enough for Lois to get away, but he hurled me off his back and I crashed into the desk. Pain exploded in the back of my head. Lois ran up to me and tried to help me up, but it was no use. He sauntered over to us with a sharp and jagged piece of rock. I heard Jason's breathing get labored as the man drew closer to us. I looked up to Jason's terror-filled face, but I wasn't going to show him how afraid I was. It's going to be okay.

I squeezed my eyes shut as I waited for the pain of the rock to hit us, but it never came. Instead, I saw the grand piano fly towards the thug and it crushed him. Splinters of wood scattered around us as I was shielded by Lois. When the dust settled, I stared with wide eyes at Jason. He was standing where the piano should have been with outstretched arms. Oh my God, I kept staring at him. Jason lowered his arms and stared at his inhaler. His breathing was normal, and it was mostly calm. He didn't even use his inhaler during his panic.

The door from above burst open with a bang and three men came in. They stared from the piano, to Jason, and back at the piano.

They dragged us to a pantry and threw us inside. Jason fell hard against the floor. I ran to him and helped him up. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," He replied.

"Are you sure?" I asked.

"I'm fine." Jason answered. Lois ran to the door and slammed her fist on the window multiple times. She jiggled the handle, but it was no use. We were locked inside.

"Open the door!" She shrieked, "Open it!" The man at the door gave her a hard look and then left us. "Can you help Mommy open the door?" She asked Jason as she turned around slowly.

"I'm sorry." He sniffed. Lois got down on her knees and embraced us in a hug.

"Hey, it's okay." She soothed, "We'll get out of here."

I lost track of time for how long we've been locked in the pantry, but I knew it was a long time. I sat on the floor in silence across from Jason who was eating olives from a jar. The shock about how I got my abilities still hadn't worn off. Am I really an experiment? Well Luthor had a tendency to lie. If I ever got back home, no wait, correct that. When I got back home, I'd ask Mom immediately. Lois tried to break the window with a rolling pin, but it snapped. She let out an angry yell and chucked it at the floor. She sat down next to me and sighed.

I bit my lip in hesitation trying to think of what to say. Then I found my words. "Lois?" I asked.

"Hmm?"

"Why did you take me in after Clark left for his trip, even though you were pregnant? You could have sent me home to Smallville to live with my mom again." I asked.

"Well, we were all tight on money at the time, and plane tickets cost a lot of money. Your mother is getting older and it's hard for someone her age to take care of someone around your age." Lois began to explain. "When Clark brought you to the Planet when I first met you when you were seven years old, I thought that you must be an amazing sister to Clark. And I got to find out just how amazing you are with you living with us." She put an arm around me as I smiled at her and she smiled back, "You really are a terrific person, Sarah."

"Thank you." I managed.

"How's your head?"

"It's sore." I winced as I rubbed it. I lifted my hand and saw a little bit of blood on it.

"Oh my, Sarah, you're bleeding."

"It's only a little bit of blood." I replied letting out a sigh, "You know, there's one thing that's good about this. Being locked in this stupid pantry, I mean."

"What is it?"

"We won't starve." I joked. Lois began chuckling and smiled.

"That's true." She replied. My attention was soon caught by Jason who was staring at the door. Suddenly he got up and walked to it. We watched him walk to the door wondering what was going to happen. I still couldn't get over the discovery. He's my nephew! You'd be flipping out if you found out that a little boy you've known his whole life is actually your brother's son. Jason slowly put his hand on the handle and pulled it up to the unlocking position.