Here we go with Season 4! It's going to be a little slow going at first, but there are a lot of episodes this season where I can do some pretty awesome stuff with Emmeline. Let's see how this girl's senior year goes!


Emmeline sat across from Martha as they both stayed by Jonathon's hospital bed. He had been found in the Kawatche caves unconscious three months ago and had been in a coma ever since.

Things had gotten very depressing in Smallville. Clark had disappeared off the face of the earth, and Chloe was gone so no one was capable of finding him like last time.

Emmeline had spent a lot of time with Martha at the hospital to provide some comfort for her. It also got her mind off the fact that all of her closest friends were gone.

Her parents had noticed a drastic change in her behavior, and they were pretty worried about her. After three years of finally getting out of her shell, she had begun to retreat back inside it. She hardly ever smiled, and whenever she did leave the house, it was to go to the hospital to be with Martha. While they applauded her wish to be with the woman in such a hard time, they knew that a hospital wasn't the best place to get cheered up.

"'After breakfast, I wanted to talk about the dead man and guess how he come to be killed, but Jim didn't want to'," Martha read to Jonathon. "'He said it would fetch bad luck, and besides, he said, he might come back to haunt us'." A female doctor entered the room that Emmeline was practically on a first-name basis with by now. Martha turned and smiled at her. "Huck Finn. Jonathan's favorite."

The doctor smiled sadly as Martha got up and came over to her. "Martha, I wanted to know if you thought about what we discussed."

"I'm not pulling the plug on my husband."

"It's been three months, and there's been no change." Martha sadly looked over at Jonathon. "Jonathan is brain dead. Your insurance is already capped out. You need to think about the future."

"My future is lying in that bed. I will not give up on him."

Martha returned to his bedside as the doctor sighed and left the room.

"I admire your willpower," Emmeline told her. "I'm not sure if I could hold on as long as you have."

"He's so strong," Martha answered. "I refuse to believe he won't fight through this."

"You're incredible. I can only hope one day, I get to have a marriage like yours."

Martha smiled a little. "It's been a lot of work. But I wouldn't trade away a single day of my time with him."

"That's so sweet. I hope he pulls through this."

"It's so nice of you to spend so much time here with him. I mean, I know you're close with Clark, but you're not as close with us."

"I want to be here for you. No one should go through something like this alone."

Martha smiled again. "I'm going to grab some coffee. Would you like some?"

"No, thanks."

"All right. I won't be long."

After half an hour, Emmeline began to question Martha's definition of 'not long'. She exited the room and saw one of the workers she had also become quite friendly with.

"Hey, Antonio," she called.

The orderly looked over at her and gave her a warm smile. "Hey, Emmeline."

"Uh, do you know where Mrs. Kent is? She left the room and never came back."

"Oh, yeah, she left with Clark about 20 minutes ago."

Emmeline's eyes widened. "Wait a minute, what? Clark was here?"

"Yeah, is that bad?"

"Uh…thanks, Antonio, I have to go."

"All right, see you later."

Emmeline left the hospital and went straight to the Kent farm. When she knocked on the door, Martha quickly answered, but a look of disappointment crossed her face.

She quietly sighed. "Oh, Emmeline, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to leave you alone at the hospital."

"No, it's okay. Um, Antonio said that you left with Clark. Is that true?"

"Uh, yeah, he's…he's resting right now. He has a bit of amnesia."

"Where has he been this whole time?"

"I don't know. Maybe I never will.

"Oh. Well, I really need to see him, so just let me know when he wakes up."

"Yeah, I will."

"Thank you."

Emmeline returned to the hospital and took to reading a book by Jonathon's bedside. Sometimes, she would read out loud like Martha did, and sometimes she would just let the beeps of the machines fill the room.

However, towards the end of the evening, everything changed.

Emmeline sat reading her book when Jonathon sprang up in bed with a gasp. The girl shrieked as she shot up from the chair. A nurse ran into the room and immediately started taking his vitals to make sure he was okay.

Emmeline quickly made a phone call to Martha to tell her the miraculous news.


When the doorbell rang at Emmeline's house, she decided to be the one to answer it.

There stood Clark.

She gasped as she put her hands to her mouth. "Clark?"

"It's me, Em."

She ran forward and threw her arms around his neck. "I missed you so much. Where were you?"

"I can't explain it. But I'm back now."

"Amnesia-free?"

"I don't remember the past three months, but I remember everything else."

"Good enough for me."

"Look…I'm sorry for disappearing on you at a time like this."

"Don't worry about it. If you don't even remember anything, you might not even have had a choice in the first place. You're back now, and that's all that matters."

"I'm going to see Chloe. You want to come with me?"

Emmeline lost her smile. "Sure. Let me grab my jacket."

The two of them traveled to Chloe's grave site. It had been extremely hard for Clark to realize that one of his closest friends had died in such a brutal way. He had missed so much while being Kal-El, and he hated that he would never get any of those moments back.

When the two friends got closer, they saw Chloe's cousin sitting before the gravestone.

"I hate myself for being weak," she cried. "I just knew that the moment I came here, it would make it real. I promise I'll find out who did this to you. Even if I have to do it alone."

"You're not alone," Clark told her.

Lois turned around with an annoyed smile. "A fact you could've shared before you were breathing down my neck."

"I'm sorry, Lois, we didn't know you were out here."

Lois stood up and turned to face them. "I'm glad to see we've moved beyond the 'clothing optional' stage of our relationship."

Emmeline raised her eyebrows and looked over at Clark. He returned her gaze with a sheepish smile.

"Who's this?"

"Oh, this is Emmeline."

"Right." Lois looked over at Clark. "I'm surprised you even remember who I am."

"Chloe's cousin," he smiled as he walked towards her. "Nicorette addiction, can't stand uncomfortable silences."

"I guess this means your synapses are all firing again."

"Look, I can't explain my actions over the past few days. But Chloe was our best friend. You're not the only one who misses her."

"I'm just the only one doing something about it."

"I get the feeling you like to do things yourself."

"My dad raised me to be independent and self-sufficient."

"That would be one way to describe you."

"You know, the only think I like about you at the moment is your mom. You can't possibly be as weird as I think you are with a mom that cool."

Clark smiled at her. "Look, why don't you let me help you find out who did this to Chloe? Come on, you can stay at our house while you're in town. It beats living out of your car."

Lois smiled back with a cheeky grin. "Thanks. But you should know I don't pay attention to curfews, and I never make my bed. I'll give you two some time alone."

Clark and Emmeline looked at the gravestone in front of them.

Emmeline missed Chloe more than anything in the world. The summer had been absolutely terrible without her best friend by her side.

"Lois!" Clark suddenly called.

Lois turned to look at them.

"Chloe's still alive."