SUBTITLE: I Want You

Authored by dark-halo-princess

::A Smallville fanfic::

Pairing: Clark Kent and Lois Lane
Genre: Romance, Drama and Humour
Rating: T (Content not suitable for younger ages)
Note: Rating has been changed from K+
Date last revised on: 08/07/09

Disclaimer: I do not own Smallville or any of its characters. This fanfic is created from my ramblings with the use of the characters from the show.

Chapter Twenty:

Held In Captivity: Day One/Two

Lois struggled, her arms and legs held back by Brad's lean body. He pushed her up against the wall as he plundered her mouth and Lois refused to yield to him. She jerked, only a small movement due to Brad's restricting body and he held her still. Brad grasped her face tighter, jerking it at a sharp angle to run his mouth over hers again and again but Lois refused to give. She could feel his impatience brimming on the surface and any minute now she expected a hard slap or a yank to her head.

"Open up now!" Brad roared; his frustration paramount. "I'll not have you disobeying me. It's not what you did with Clark Kent though was it?" He sneered, a cruel tilt to his lips. "I want all of you and you're going to give it to me. Now open up!"

Lois gasped at the pressure he built by pressing her harder against the wall and her neck throbbed with the ache at having it at so sharp an angle. Brad was relentless; his hot breath burning her face and her disgust rose. She faced him with defiant eyes because as long as he had her locked up, she wouldn't give him an inch.

Brad was getting angrier by the second – his fury reigned inside him, pushing to get out and unleash itself upon her. He stared down at Lois, his glittering orbs for eyes, consuming her stare of defiance and then Brad snapped. He gripped Lois' hair with one hand and reach back with the other to slap her hard across the face.

Lois gasped at the sensation when her head scraped and knocked against the wall at Brad's harsh blow.

"Now you won't defy me so much will you?" Brad taunted, his eyes glittering more than ever before.

"I won't give you anything!"

"You will!" He yanked tighter at her hair and Lois screamed in agony. "I'll emit so much pain you won't know where the pain starts."

"Get off of me you sick freak. Didn't you get enough attention from anyone before? Is that why you're so hell bent on getting what you want this way? What is wrong with you?" Lois choked out as Brad yanked her head back further, her neck at a very odd angle now. One more yank and it would snap off.

"I'm teaching you a lesson Lois. You and Clark Kent can get up to all sorts but with me? No, now you're all chastity and innocent! Well, I'm not having that. I went to such great lengths to get you here and you're ruining all of my well laid plans. If I can't get you to surrender then how am I supposed to go about the rest of my operation?"

Lois stood silent whilst Brad rambled half to himself and half to her and she got an idea running through her mind. Brad was up to something. Oh yes, he'd kidnapped her but there was more. What were his other plans and how was she supposed to get out of this? Maybe play along and see if he let her out of the chains and this small, cold hell hole.

But no! She couldn't do that because just thinking about kissing him back made her sick to the stomach. Hell, she could feel his arousal against her hip and she didn't like it one bit. In fact, she was terrified because if he could smack her and force kisses on her, then what else was he capable of?

"Why can't you just let me go?" Lois said, her voice softer now than before; trying to get Brad to ease his grip on her hair.

Brad stared down at her for a second or two; the light from behind him making his features much harsher and the angles on his face more stark.

"Because I wanted you from when I met you and I always get what I want. Clark Kent tasted a piece of you but he won't have the rest," he spat venomously – the thought of Clark threatening to upset him further. "And don't act all innocent with me. You know about his secrets and maybe I could use that to my advantage."

Lois was confused – what secret of Clark's was this loony going on about and why hadn't his arousal dimmed. What was wrong with him?

"Can you give me some space?"

Brad glared at her, "be quiet and let me think."

Lois balked.

What she would have done had she her knives on her or even her mace spray. And what a fool she'd been to think that this guy was a good guy and that he had redeeming qualities even if he worked for Lex.

"Mm," Brad breathed. His breath and his smell were making Lois want to gag. Knowing that he was capable of anything and having him so close was making her stomach cramp with tension. "This Clark will be of some use. I've watched him as I've watched you and I know about those secrets he's been hiding and I also know how Lex had almost uncovered him once –"

"What are you on about? What did Lex almost uncover and why are you obsessed with Clark?"

Brad chose to excuse that interruption and asked instead, "what do you know about Clark Kent?"

Lois wondered whether the guy was mentally unhinged but then, of course he was.

"Can you give me some space?" She asked for the second time.

This time Brad considered and moved away, but only a foot.

Lois thought that Brad must be crazy. If anyone belonged in Bell Reeve, it was Brad Wilkins. She wasn't certain on what powers he had but he'd revealed that he could manipulate atoms and that he could observe without being there physically. So if he'd had any physical powers, he would have used them on her already. In his mind, she'd asked for it already. He had slapped her couple of times – she questioned whether if he had powers wouldn't he have used them on her rather than just slap her? He was cruel and that fit his bill.

Brad stood and watched Lois knowing that she was aware of every move he made. The girl was smart after all.

"I'm going to ask quite a few questions and I want answers," Brad began – he'd given her enough time to think of whatever she was thinking. "I want to know about Clark Kent and I want to know what you know about Lex."

"Don't you know enough about Lex already because I would bet that you'd researched him to a T already? And why do you want to know about Clark?" Lois said. She'd gotten her breath back but her neck ached and the back of her head felt suspiciously warm.

"There's never enough anyone can know about a person or a subject my sweet, we can always learn new things."

Lois ignored the 'my sweet.'

"What tells you that I'll tell you anything when you've chained me up?" Lois raised her eyebrows, "do I look forthcoming to you? And while we're on this subject," Brad raised his own eyebrows, "why am I chained up? Wait, let me guess. You want me and all but you're willing to hurt me in the process."

"You don't have any place to question me. It is the other way round."

Lois scowled with irritation.

"I don't mind if you're not forthcoming, Lois. For look at that," he moved to the side and gestured at the gurney-like table. "If you resist my questioning you will find yourself on that and you don't want to imagine what that will be like for you."

Lois gulped inwardly and wished she wasn't chained so that she could knock him out.

Where were Chloe and Clark?

"Now," Brad captured her attention, "I want to know about these powers your friend Clark has."

Lois gaped, her jaw dropped. "Now you're even crazier. What do you mean what powers Clark has? Are you living in la la land by any chance?"

Brad hissed at Lois' daring words.

"I am not the crazy one Lois. Maybe you'd like to think on how your friend Clark Kent has kept this secret from you for many years."

Lois was gobsmacked. This guy was spewing some stuff alright.

"No need to look so shocked. Haven't you ever wondered why he disappears and then reappears so fast?" Brad said patiently.

Lois's head dropped at the coincidence, that yes at times she was flabbergasted at the way he was there and then he wasn't. She'd had suspicions but it was nowhere near as close at what Brad was saying.

"Why are you telling me all of this stuff? What has Clark got to do with any of this?" Then she lied and said, "not that I believe a word you're saying."

"Oh you will Lois, trust me, you will," Brad vowed.

"And why do you want to know about Lex?"

Brad raised one of his large hands to rub at his jaw and said with pride, "why, I have plans for Mr Luthor." Then he considered for a moment and continued, "you won't be getting out so there's no need to keep all of this to myself. But let me tell you this, Mr Luthor is not as astute as he thinks himself to be. Ha! I have managed to pull the wool over his eyes these past few weeks and months – the man hasn't even a clue to what I've been up to."

Lois craned her neck and then pulled it back straight – man, it was hurting! She marvelled at Brad's pride and arrogance – was this guy for real? And how did he think he could fool Lex? Damn no could!

Lois chuckled at the thought and Brad narrowed his eyes.

"What is so funny?"

"Oh nothing," Lois smiled, "you thinking Clark has powers. I mean, he's the resident farm boy – Boy Scout, and you think he has powers!" Lois erupted into chuckles and said, "and then you think that you've fooled Lex."

Lois couldn't stop laughing. She was chained to the wall by a mad man and she was laughing.

Brad strode forward and smiled a mirthless smile, "oh, I wouldn't be laughing if I were you."

"There's not much else to do in my position is there?"

"You'll rue the day when you discover Clark Kent harbours powers!" Brad raged.

"Yeah, we'll see when that happens."

"Keep laughing if you want," Brad said, his lips pulled tight, "but know this, when I get that crystal, Lex won't be the one laughing and neither will you because I'll take you away from all you know and love by then."

Lois was stunned into silence. Brad didn't know that she knew about the crystal and she knew that he wasn't in Lex's team for operation 1.9. Then what was going on? Had Brad been fooling Lex all these months or did Lex know of Brad's subterfuge and was playing along because he had bigger fish to fry? So then, was he also telling that truth about Clark? Lois gasped in disbelief. No way!

Oh God! Maybe it was true!

"Ah I see you have seen the error of your ways and have come to believe in some of what I have said," Brad said. He was closer now, but an inch from her.

Lois couldn't tell him that she was starting to believe in him. Some of it was beginning to add up – especially how Clark would disappear and all those unexplainable incidents at the farm. And was one of his powers something to do with strength? Because whenever she punched him, (and sometimes very hard – her father's army troops could account to that) he didn't hurt an inch. But she couldn't let Brad know that she believed him.

"Never!" Lois breathed. "I wouldn't believe a word you say, ever!"

Brad snarled in fury, his body pulled tight and then he grabbed Lois by the shoulders, almost yanking her arms out of their sockets and shook her furiously. Lois became nauseated and then Brad wacked her across the face, splitting the corner of her bottom lip and bruising her already tender cheek.

"I'll leave you to think on your disobedience because next time I won't be so kind," Brad rasped harshly – his nails drawing blood at her bare shoulders.

Lois shook when Brad roughly slammed her against the wall and stamped back up the stairs after snapping the blinking light off.

Lois' head drooped at the sudden heaviness and she felt new warmth at the back of her head, a different place than the one before and her right leg felt raw at the back. She couldn't even contemplate her facial pain and wanted to black out. For a third time in her life Lois was consumed with terror. How was she to get out when she was chained and didn't know where she was? Her memory had come back and she could recall how Brad had brought her to an apartment but then he'd attacked her and she'd blacked out. Lois was miserable with worry and wondered if she would see the light of day ever again.

Brad had beaten her, maybe not kicked her but she was aching all over and she knew that there would be more pain to come. Should she succumb and play along and when time came she could escape? Or should she resist and hope that her cavalry came sooner rather than later? Those were serious questions which plagued her.

Brad's revelation about Clark was making her crazy. He had powers – she knew that for sure because her heart had been telling her for ages that he was special. But why keep his secret from her? Didn't he trust her? Was all his attraction to her just that, attraction? Had she been reading too much into the new development in their relationship?

Lois was so confused and she hurt.

In the dark, Lois slumped against the wall, only the chains at her wrists holding her up.

Brad had given just one insight into Clark's powers but she knew now – she had a gut feeling that he was telling the truth about that. So what did that mean? Lois would never turn away from Clark because he had powers – he would always be Clark but why the secrets? Did he think she could not keep it a secret or that she would see him as different? Didn't Clark know her well enough?

And if she didn't know about his powers, what else didn't she know about him?

Who else knew about Clark? Did the Kents know and had they all been playing her the fool? No! They wouldn't do that. Clark had probably not wanted to tell her.

And then the next question came to mind. What were his powers?

So while Lois slumped against the wall and the darkness was overcoming her slowly, she recalled how warm his kisses had been in the barn and the sensation he's elicited when he'd covered her against wall.

Two rats came out from their hole – waiting until the human had become unconscious. Their beady red eyes wandered about the dank darkness and their skin rejoiced the cool. They scurried like they always did and the bigger one went along over to the human's foot. It sniffed and ran its nose along the soft bare skin and when it was about to take several nips, the small rat pushed it aside and they began their search for smellier food in the corners.

Lex was busy for the first time in the lab. He'd worn a white jacket similar to the employees' and walked around inspecting their recent findings. His suite was immaculate beneath his white jacket – never one to enter the offices without his usual smart attire.

The employees and busied themselves around the large disinfectant room, expectant of their new findings.

Lex had ordered his top secret team that morning to assemble the extracting equipment around the site where the crystal lay. It was a day early but Lex was eager for the finding.

His men had discovered that it was in fact a crystal they were hopeful for and Lex was silently ecstatic. He was making headway into the unknown and another crystal was just the thing he needed.

Although he'd ordered the extraction team to set up a day early, they were still following the original plan of extracting tomorrow. Lex wanted nothing to go wrong and he was meticulous in his planning and implementation. Now looking down at the soil they'd collected from the site, he was fascinated. So many findings and yet so much more left for him to uncover!

So far only the purchase of the Kent farm had not gone according to plan but he wasn't surprised at Clark's reluctance. In fact, Lex knew that he had been too assuming when he'd sent Brad Wilkins to offer Clark the chance for selling his farm.

Well, it was only a minor glitch and Lex had realised that he didn't need the land any longer – so all was good in that department.

"Do Wilkins, I must say this is good work. Finding crystal shards in the soil was a well worth effort and please get along with the rest," Lex said to the doctor beside him.

What Lex never looked into was the same surnames of his man Brad Wilkins and then this doctor, also a Wilkins. Lex had searched but there was no relation apparently and they had no resemblance in features. In Lex's world, it was always smarter to know who worked for you.

"Yes, Mr Luthor." The doctor hurried away to his station.

Lex glanced around the lab and sighed with great satisfaction. All was going to plan.

As Lex left and walked back to the study to collect his documents for a meeting, he deliberated about why he couldn't contact Brad. He'd spoken to the man yesterday but today there was no connection and Lex was if anything very irritated. He always expected his men to be available when he needed them and when he next contacted Brad, he would tell him so.

Lex wanted no mistakes and he wanted his men waiting for his command; on the go.

Clark whirled around and around but there was so sign of the abandoned warehouse Chloe had finally tracked down after three hours of intense searching through computer files. Those three hours Clark had agonised, concerned that they were going to be too late. He'd looked around himself, taking another round of Metropolis whilst he'd waited for Chloe to find the address but to no avail.

Now here he was, in the middle of practically nowhere and all he could see where random buildings dotted about everywhere and dry, hostile ground. There was no sign of the warehouse.

He wouldn't call Chloe this time. He'd search for this warehouse as if his life depended on it. Chloe had been working her socks off through the night and she deserved some rest, although if he had to guess, she was likely waiting up for him to call her with good news.

The sun had almost reached its peak in the sky, indicating to Metropolis that midday was soon arriving. And while people were likely getting excited about walking in the sun and enjoying the warmth, Clark was dreading the hours which had passed with no contact from Lois.

He super-sped around the small buildings once again and then something caught the corner of his eye.

There was a small warehouse situated right at the corner, in between a couple of those buildings and that was why he had missed it on his first round.

With not a second to wait and anticipation rising within him, Clark rushed over.

As he worked to get the chain to the door unlocked, because there were no windows he had to use the only door, his heart stuttered and demanded that he find Lois now.

All Clark wanted to see right at that moment was her grin and her saying how, had it taken that long to find her? He wanted Lois to greet him with open arms and to know that everything was alright and that she was safe and unharmed and then he would deal would Brad. He wanted and needed to hold Lois, tight and close and know that she was okay, she was alive. Because he knew that if Brad had somehow found out that Lois had been investigating him, he would not hesitate to punish her, and that thought horrified Clark.

When he found her, Clark thought as he yanked the chains and tore them apart with his super-strength, he would crush her to him and then shake her like a rattle for going out with Brad when he'd told her not to.

Clark pulled the doors open roughly and stormed into the building. He noted a couple of doors only and he began by ripping them open, trying to peer through the dark of each one into the room and find Lois.

He eventually came to a locked door which he forced open and peered through. In this room, there were stairs following it down so he descended the stairs, all the while peering into the dark.

Lois groaned from the smarting pain and felt the rough ache across the back of her legs and the burning sensation at the back of her head. Her hair felt even greasier than before and her skin shivered from the cold. Her halter dress had become askew ages ago and her stomach was growling like there was no tomorrow. She was starving and her chest was calling for something soothing. She needed food because the lack of it was making her nauseas and very weary.

Consciousness slowly claimed her as she woke to the darkness and for once there were no squeaks to be heard, but she was suspicious of the thing crawling over her hair.

Her mind processed the aches and pains and clawed to get out and avenge those pains.

Lois was weak.

Her breaths were now coming out in gasps and again her mouth had been reduced to the similar state of the Sahara desert.

She closed her dry eyes and moaned at the pain. It was just pain now – pain, pain, pain.

Everything she did caused her pain.

Just then she registered the door up above opening and the footsteps coming down the stairs. She willed herself to remain calm and unyielding. She would not give up because Chloe and Clark would find her and they would find her soon.

She would not play along with Brad.

The footsteps came closer and this time Lois could not raise her head because it was that heavy – so she hung on the chains, her legs trembling.

Lois blinked rapidly as the light snapped on.

Clark snapped the light on and cursed.

There was no one in here – it was just a room with nothing or anyone occupying it.

Clark did something which was so out of character, had his mother seen him now she would have gasped.

Clark went mad. He punched the raw brick wall in frustration and yelled so loud that the birds outside in the sky could have heard him. He raged in agony, his fists pounding the walls at not finding Lois. Chloe had been so sure that she would have been here but he'd checked the other rooms and this had been the final one.

Where was she?

Clark super-sped around the room, continuously, knowing that he'd never run out of breath. His mind was a whirl wind and his heart throbbed with the ache of not finding her. He clenched his fists tight when he stopped and had anyone been a spectacle to his actions, they would have known that had anything or anyone been in the room with him, they would have been caught in the tornado he had become.

Standing in the middle of the room, not finding Lois, not being able to touch her or smell her sweet scent, Clark fumed. His breaths coming out in great pants – not because he had exerted himself but because trying not to give in to his pain.

So Clark stayed like that, in the middle of the small room, determined to calm down and overcome his fear and frustration so that he could begin the search again.

It was a half hour or so before he thought himself somewhat under control and then he called Chloe, telling her the bad news.

Chloe was shocked and said that she had believed that Lois was there and then Clark pointed out that the red car wasn't in sight. So now Chloe was on the computer again with Jimmy's help, hoping that this time Brad would not elude them.

Clark looked around one more time just to be on the safe side and he marvelled at how there were not even one single sign of Lois anywhere. It was like she'd vanished off the face of the earth.

"Just came to feed you my sweet," Brad crooned in his deeply rough voice.

Lois winced as the harsh sound assaulted her ears – she was becoming very sensitive. Lois refused to talk to him.

Brad came closer and put a small tray down on the ground. "I wouldn't want to starve you after all. Not if I want to keep you because then what will I have to play with?"

He picked up the glass of water, tilted Lois' head to make her sip. She drank thistly because as much as she wanted to spite him, she wasn't going to pass on food and water to starve herself.

After the water, Brad fed her hot soup so that her stomach could handle it and then he broke of bread, dipped that in the soup and fed her.

"You see Lois. If you behave yourself, you'll get all this luxury and there won't be any need for me to punish you."

Lois ignored him.

"You're friends haven't found you yet and I'm confident they won't. I've got you in a very secret location and it'll be a miracle if they do find you – not that that is going to happen," Brad boasted with a grin.

Lois just listened and concentrated on not licking his finger when he put the food in her mouth. The thought alone that he was feeding her was enough to make her want to barf but she needed the food.

"Mm, now that I've got you, I can get on with the next part. I'm going to be very busy tomorrow Lois and I want no resistance from you." Brad paused, "do you understand?" When Lois didn't show she'd heard him he repeated, "do you understand?"

Lois just nodded weakly.

After he had fed her Lois felt surprisingly full but her body still ached.

Brad grasped her by the hair to lock his eyes on hers.

"I'd say you need a good wash but I'm not inclined to give you the luxury."

Lois wanted to kick him where the sun didn't shine.

"But...I'll take you to the bathroom as you'll probably need to relive yourself."

Lois winced. She hadn't even considered that.

Brad injected her with something before he unchained her and Lois was too weak to protest. She soon realised that it numbed her limbs and senses so that she could barely hear or see anything and couldn't even control her movements.

Brad carried her out of the small room and up the stairs and what to Lois had been the first time out of the room in almost a day; she couldn't even see where she was because her sight was blurry.

While Brad helped her sit on the toilet, he spoke about how he'd best Lex Luthor tomorrow and how the Luthors would finally pay. He also spoke in great detail of how he'd make Lex's precious Dr Wilkins pay and how Lex wasn't even aware of the relation.

But Dr Wilkins was Brad's uncle – that' what he said.

Lois struggled to get the words out to tell Brad to leave her in the bathroom. Wasn't it demeaning enough that he had to bring her here? But she couldn't get the words out.

Brad must have sensed her wants because surprisingly he was okay about it and said, "I'm not going to watch you Lois. I may have kidnapped you but I'll give you some privacy."

Ha! He'd forced himself on her before with kisses and he talks about privacy? The guy was a nutcase!

So Lois was supported against the back of the toilet because her limbs were so weak and Brad stood outside the opened door with his back to her.

Lois would have blushed in shame if she could.

When she was finished, Brad came back and took her down into that horrid room again and shackled her.

"Count yourself lucky that I haven't strapped you onto that gurney," Brad grinned maniacally, distorting his handsome features into something cruel. "You got the lucky end of the stick, my sweet."

Lois slumped against the wall once more, the only difference this time that her stomach was full and she'd been to the toilet. Could anyone get any luckier? She thought mockingly.

Just when Lois didn't think anything could get any worse Brad leaned in and caressed her cheek, making her recoil with disgust and then he crooned to her whilst stroking her hair.

The guy was a total wack-job!

"Now Clark Kent would never have been this attentive, right Lois? Do you see how well I look after you? He wouldn't have made sure you were fed and the rest," Brad said. His eyes locked on her wary ones and never strayed. "You're so beautiful. You weren't part of my plans you know? It had started with wanting to get back at the Luthor's for what they did to me," here he stopped as his expression scrunched as if in pain. "It started off with revenge but then I met you and I wanted you."

Lois stared unblinking.

"Is it so much a crime wanting you?"

When Lois just stared and his dark eyes glanced down at her lips he said, "no it isn't. I wouldn't say it is. You see, I've never gotten anything I wanted before and I thought why not? It couldn't hurt."

He bent to kiss her and Lois jerked her head in his grip.

Brad's eyes narrowed.

"There do you see? If you had just let me kiss you I wouldn't need to punish you!"

And with that change in demeanour, Brad slammed her head against the wall and left, stomping as he ascended the stairs.

Lois wondered how much her body could take.

Day had gone and night had arrived. It was five am and still Chloe hadn't found anything on the database. Brad's stolen car was gone and they couldn't locate it.

Jimmy had suggested they call the cops about now but Chloe and Clark had not reacted. Who knew what Brad would do should he know that the cops were after him? They just couldn't risk it.

Clark had been lounging around on the couch in Chloe and Jimmy's apartment, feeling useless and hopeless. He'd not had a wink of sleep but he wasn't tried. In fact his adrenalin was coursing through his veins. As long as Lois was out there Clark would not give up.

He watched from across the room as Chloe typed away at the keyboard, her notes all surrounded around her and Jimmy just by her side, on the phone.

They were both working their butts off because they both loved Lois.

Clark has retreated to the couch five minutes ago when Chloe had urged him to rest because his overworked mind would not do well for Lois when they found her.

"CK, do you want a soda?"

"No thanks Jimmy. I'm fine."

"How about some food? You haven't eaten much," Jimmy coaxed.

"I'm fine."

Clark knew he was acting surly but at the moment he just didn't give a damn.

The next hours passed by with nothing coming up on Chloe's radar and Clark became even more anxious. Just lying here was bringing back memories shared between him and Lois.

The time they'd been snowed had been a time of revelation for Clark because he'd finally realised that Lois held deep affection for him and had proved his suspicions correct. When they'd kissed, to him that had been like a firework – his whole body had zinged as if realising that she was the one. It was a sad thought to compare how he'd felt with Lana but it came nowhere near to how he felt with Lois. It was sad that he'd pined away all those years on an obsession. He'd been infatuated when he'd first walked through those school doors and seen Lana by the lockers but no more. He was grown up now – well, as grown up as he could be at his age and he had matured well passed the rest of them his age. He'd had to. But it was a sweet feeling to know that he'd experienced different stages of emotions and could tell the real thing from the fake.

What Clark wanted was Lois. He wanted to be in a romantic relationship with her and not simply just friendship. He wanted her whole. Clark was very strongly attracted to Lois and one look at her usually set him off these days. He admired her mind, her quick thinking, her stubbornness, her fiery spirit and most of all he admired her heart. He laughed inwardly when he thought of Lois' reaction should her ever tell her all of this. Lois was a vulnerable person but she despised to show it and Clark knew from the time he'd spent with her that her tough exterior was on some level a front to hide her vulnerability.

He'd seen her vulnerable – every single time he went near her these days and in any moment of their intimacy. And Clark understood and accepted how she'd shy away from that but enough was enough and he wanted her to admit her feelings for him.

Clark was in love with her and he was almost completely certain that she was falling in love with him.

He grinned at the thought, because to see Lois and him in the same room before, no one would have said these two would grow romantic feelings for each other.

But miracles occurred and this growing feeling and attraction between them could be classed as one, but in Clark's mind, this was no miracle but it was fate – something that was always meant to happen. And when he found Lois he would shake her silly until she admitted it.

Clark Kent wanted her.

Clark Kent wanted Lois Lane.

"Clark?"

"Clark?"

Clark started when he felt the shake at his shoulder and two faces peering down at him.

"Sorry, I must have dozed off," he smiled sheepishly.

Chloe looked concerned, "no you hadn't. You were staring off into space."

"Oh."

"Are you okay CK?"

Clark smiled at their concern and shrugged it away. "What time is it?"

"It's the second day Lois has been missing." Chloe looked down at her watch, "about half eleven."

"Have you found anything?"

Jimmy and Chloe looked at each other.

"Yes we did. It's even far out than the warehouse you checked out yesterday. It's about twenty miles or so from here and this time it's not a warehouse Clark, but some kind of small apartment," Chloe said and Jimmy added, "the odd thing is that this apartment is almost on its own. It's not your typical apartment. Only three others like it are in the place and then after another mile the town begins."

Clark frowned.

"Yeah, that's what I thought."

"So you've actually sighted the stolen car?"

"Yes," both Jimmy and Chloe answered.

Clark roused himself, stood up and stretched, dispatching a huge yawn. Clark and Jimmy watched him, worry lining their eyes.

"I'm going to go and check it out," Clark spoke, no hope lining his tone, "get me the address Jimmy."

Jimmy did as he was bid and said, "but don't you want us to come with you?"

"No, it's okay. I can handle this."

Clark took the post-it-note with the address scrawled on it and walked out of the apartment. From there, he looked around before he zoomed off. It didn't take him the whole of three minutes before he was at the apartment area. There was only four; including the one Chloe suspected Brad was holding Lois.

It wasn't looking good because there was no red sports car to be found. There were no people and the other apartments were abandoned, all windows broken and no doors.

Clark stood for a second at the edge of the apartment, questioning whether to storm in or use stealth. In the end he went for storming – because he doubted Lois was here and even if she were, at this moment in time he didn't believe anybody could stop him.

Clark ransacked the apartment as he stormed around, throwing cushions and ornaments about the room. He found a locked door and yanked the lock open to find a similar state to that in the last warehouse he'd visited.

This time with trepidation he descended the stairs, again in the darkness and when he arrived at the bottom step he found a light to his right.

When he switched on the light Clark raised his head and the sight that met his eyes took his breath away.

He staggered.

End Note:

I'm over the moon with the response to the previous chapter and that's why I've got this chapter out in two days! Thanks so much to everyone who reviewed! Hugs and kisses to everyone! x I appreciate it and it's nice to know that you're enjoying reading these chapters as much as I'm enjoying writing them. This is the longest chapter of this fic and I wondered whether to cut it in half and put half up later but I think it works out this way as well. Expect the next chapter sometime next week.

Oh, and about the previous chapter - when I mentioned the street name in Metropolis, I want you to know that it was hundred percent made up (unless it is real by some coincidence). Also, as you can see, I've changed the title of this fanfic and I'm keepin I Want You as a subtitle.

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