Chapter 12
"Ah," Chloe exclaimed, as the knife she was using sliced through her palm.
Lana jumped up from her chair at the table. "Let me see."
Chloe held out her hand. Blood was spilling from the cut.
"Mommy," Lauren said, trying to get her attention.
"That's deep, Chlo," Lana said, examining Chloe's hand.
"Mom," Lauren tried again, getting up to stand next to Chloe.
"Lauren, go get your dad," Chloe said, letting Lana rinse her hand under the running water.
"But Mommy," Lauren tried yet again.
"Lauren, go," Lana said firmly, wrapping a towel around Chloe's palm.
Lauren huffed and ran outside. A moment later Lex and Clark came running in the door.
"Let me see," Clark said, removing the bloody towel.
"Daddy," Lauren said loudly.
"That's going to need stitches," Lex pointed out as Clark wrapped Chloe's hand again.
"Hey!" Lauren yelled loudly, stamping her foot.
"What?" Clark asked impatiently, turning to his daughter.
"I can fix it," Lauren said in exasperation. She walked over to stand in front of Chloe.
"What?" Chloe asked in confusion, looking down at her daughter.
Lauren took Chloe's wrist gently, carefully unwrapping the towel.
"Lauren, don't," Lana warned, reaching for Lauren.
"No, Aunt Lana, watch," Lauren said. Lauren placed her small hands over Chloe's, letting them hover about two inches above the bleeding cut. She closed her eyes, squeezing them tightly shut. After a split second a golden glow flowed from Lauren's hands onto Chloe's cut.
"What's happening?" Lex asked, stepping closer to Lauren.
"It- It's not hurting anymore," Chloe told them, her eyes darting frantically from her hand to her friends.
Lauren opened her eyes slowly, a smile forming on her small face. "All better, Mommy?"
Chloe looked at her hand. It was still bloody, but no longer had the open gash. She held out her hand to Clark. "There's no cut."
Clark turned to Lauren. "Lauren, how did you do that?"
"Last week there was a baby bird over in the corner of the barn that fell out of its nest. I think its wing was broken because it was flapping around. I picked it up and my hands started to glow. When they stopped glowing the bird flew away," Lauren explained.
"Have you done it on anything else?" Lana asked, as Chloe rinsed the blood off of her hand.
"I was playing in the field when I heard my calf mooing. It sounded like it was hurt, so I went to go see and it had a broken leg. So, I tried to make my hands glow like they did for the bird. I closed my eyes real tight and thought about it and my hands started to glow. When they stopped the calf jumped up and ran off," Lauren explained, as if it were no big deal.
"The power to heal," Lex said in awe.
"Ah," Chloe exclaimed, as the knife she was using sliced through her palm.
Lana jumped up from her chair at the table. "Let me see."
Chloe held out her hand. Blood was spilling from the cut.
"Mommy," Lauren said, trying to get her attention.
"That's deep, Chlo," Lana said, examining Chloe's hand.
"Mom," Lauren tried again, getting up to stand next to Chloe.
"Lauren, go get your dad," Chloe said, letting Lana rinse her hand under the running water.
"But Mommy," Lauren tried yet again.
"Lauren, go," Lana said firmly, wrapping a towel around Chloe's palm.
Lauren huffed and ran outside. A moment later Lex and Clark came running in the door.
"Let me see," Clark said, removing the bloody towel.
"Daddy," Lauren said loudly.
"That's going to need stitches," Lex pointed out as Clark wrapped Chloe's hand again.
"Hey!" Lauren yelled loudly, stamping her foot.
"What?" Clark asked impatiently, turning to his daughter.
"I can fix it," Lauren said in exasperation. She walked over to stand in front of Chloe.
"What?" Chloe asked in confusion, looking down at her daughter.
Lauren took Chloe's wrist gently, carefully unwrapping the towel.
"Lauren, don't," Lana warned, reaching for Lauren.
"No, Aunt Lana, watch," Lauren said. Lauren placed her small hands over Chloe's, letting them hover about two inches above the bleeding cut. She closed her eyes, squeezing them tightly shut. After a split second a golden glow flowed from Lauren's hands onto Chloe's cut.
"What's happening?" Lex asked, stepping closer to Lauren.
"It- It's not hurting anymore," Chloe told them, her eyes darting frantically from her hand to her friends.
Lauren opened her eyes slowly, a smile forming on her small face. "All better, Mommy?"
Chloe looked at her hand. It was still bloody, but no longer had the open gash. She held out her hand to Clark. "There's no cut."
Clark turned to Lauren. "Lauren, how did you do that?"
"Last week there was a baby bird over in the corner of the barn that fell out of its nest. I think its wing was broken because it was flapping around. I picked it up and my hands started to glow. When they stopped glowing the bird flew away," Lauren explained.
"Have you done it on anything else?" Lana asked, as Chloe rinsed the blood off of her hand.
"I was playing in the field when I heard my calf mooing. It sounded like it was hurt, so I went to go see and it had a broken leg. So, I tried to make my hands glow like they did for the bird. I closed my eyes real tight and thought about it and my hands started to glow. When they stopped the calf jumped up and ran off," Lauren explained, as if it were no big deal.
"The power to heal," Lex said in awe.