Elixir

by Lener

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in Smallville.

Hey all readers!!!!! Sorry for the LONG wait! It's just that my computer's internet access went KABOOK and I could not upload any chapters! Well, I hope you'll understand *sighs and sheaks head* computers… tsk tsk… Anyway, here's chapter 2! And I'm glad that you liked Kaleidoscope! I hope you'll love Elixir!

Chapter Two

                   "So you say your house got ransacked? Like someone was looking for something?" Pete Ross, Chloe's other best friend clarified with her as she, Clark and Pete were walking to school on Monday. The weekend had passed by, and Chloe had spent her time cleaning up the mess with her father. Clark and Pete also stopped by to help, and then Clark had chased all of them out of the house to buy new kitchenware and whatever had been broken.

                When they'd came back, everything was in its rightful place, and Clark was sitting in front of the television relaxing. Chloe still had not found a way to thank him probably for what he'd done- she was grateful to Clark for having lifted such a heavy burden off her father's back.

                "Yea, I still don't know why, though," Chloe shrugged, pressing her books closer to her chest, "I mean, we Sullivans don't have many enemies in Smallville. Unless it could be some meteor freak's attempts to try to ask Chloe Sullivan out on a date."

                Pete rolled his eyes, and Clark laughed.

                "It's nice to see you still have your humour, Chlo," Clark said, adjusting the straps of his red backpack.

                "I think I'll keep it, no matter what," Chloe winked.

                "All right, so what are we going to do? You could be in danger here," Pete interrupted, looking at Chloe seriously. She gave a sigh and shook her head, "You tell me."

                "Maybe we should call the Kent and Ross 24-hour bodyguard and surveillance company," Clark suggested, a mischievous twinkle in his eye, "that way Clark Kent and Pete Ross can protect you all round the clock, everywhere you go." Catching Chloe's disgusted look, Clark quickly added, "Not everywhere, though. But just, most places."

                Chloe laughed. "Definitely the bodyguards," she joked.

                Clark Kent following me around everywhere I go?

                Definitely yum.

*

                The yellow school bus pulled up in front of them just as they reached the bus stop, and Clark watched as Pete stepped up, then Chloe and finally himself. He followed his two best friends right up the aisle and to the back of the bus, where Pete slid in to the window seat. Chloe settled down in the middle seat and Clark on her left. It was always in this formation, everywhere they went.

                Clark glanced at Chloe and admired how she was so cool and calm in the face of a possible threat to her family. Her house had been ransacked pretty badly, but Clark had managed to clean it at super-speed after he had chased Mr. Sullivan, Chloe and Pete out of the house.

                But who would want to hurt the Sullivans so bad?

                No one in Smallville really hated them that much.

                Clark was lost in thought on the bus ride all the way to Smallville High.

                "Clark? Unless you're thinking of skipping school, you really should move it so you can at least let me and Pete through," Chloe's cynical voice finally broke through his thoughts. Startled, Clark realized that the three of them were the only ones who had not gotten off the bus, and the driver was looking at them with an annoyed expression on his face.

                Clark jumped to his feet and bounded down the aisle, followed closely by his friends. Once Pete's foot was off the bus and on Smallville High grounds, the bus veered off and away from the school building in a cloud of thick smoke.

                "Okay, let's go," Chloe said, turning her head away from the bus. Clark and Pete fell into a step beside her as they made their way into the school grounds.

                The minute Clark stepped in, his eyes automatically searched for the pretty brunette called Lana Lang. There she was, laughing with a bunch of other cheerleader friends, with Whitney Fordman's left arm swung protectively around her shoulder. Clark sighed. Lana could not be separated from Whitney these days- it was as if they were both Siamese twins.

                "Thinking about Lana?" Chloe voiced suddenly, staring at Clark knowingly.

                "What?" Clark said, pretending not to know what she was talking about.

                "I SAID," Chloe continued, in a voice about ten times louder than the one she'd just used, "THINKING A-"

                "Shh!" Clark pressed a hand over her mouth in panic, and looked over at Lana to see if she'd heard what Chloe had almost shouted out. Lana was still talking to her friends, but Whitney was staring daggers at Clark, and Clark thought that if looks could kill, he'd probably drop dead in front of his friends.

                "Come on, let's go," he muttered, dragging Chloe along with him with his hand still over her mouth. Pete followed them, chuckling silently.

*

                I love that look Whitney gave Clark. Mental Note: Make Whitney give Clark that look more often so Clark will back off Lana.

                Chloe smiled gleefully to herself, settled down in her chair in English class. Clark was next to her, diligently copying notes. Pete was behind her, occasionally tapping the legs of her chair as he listened to their teacher drone on and on. Chloe twirled her pen in her hand and scribbled a few important words in her textbook, then glanced up and let her mind wander freely.

                She thought about Clark and wondered why such a gorgeous, perfect specimen of a human being could have such a major flaw. He was completely infatuated with Lana Lang… of course Chloe knew that his reaction was typical. Which boy could not help drooling at Lana whenever she walked past? Perhaps Pete, but he was a different story.

                Sighing, Chloe tuned her mind back to what her English teacher was saying. She glanced over at Clark's textbook, and realized that she was about 3 pages behind. She flipped the pages of her book in a hurry, eliciting an annoyed look from her teacher, but Chloe didn't care.

*

                Clark was bored. Oh, he was trying not to show it, but he was definitely bored with this English class. Occasionally he would pause to scribble something down in his textbook, but if his English teacher took a look in it, she would probably faint, because nothing of what she'd said had been recorded down by Clark. Instead, he was contemplating his infatuation for a certain Lana Lang.

                Since the beginning of time (or as far as Clark could remember anyway), he had always had this… okay, he was going to use a 'Chloe Word' now… weird feeling when he was around Lana. His knees felt weak and his stomach queasy. Up till now Clark had always thought that Lana had this effect on him, or that he was in love. But now he was beginning to realize it was the green necklace that she'd always worn around her neck. It was a bit of the meteor rock that had killed her parents in the meteor shower in Smallville in 1989.

                So, Clark had deduced without much difficulty, the nauseating feeling that he had felt whenever Lana was around was only due to the meteor rock necklace that she wore. So now that she did not wear it most of the time, he was able to spend more time around the girl of his dreams. Only he was beginning to think that Lana was not the girl of his dreams anymore. Sure, she was pretty but there was nothing else that attracted her to him anymore.

                Clark ran a hand through his dark brown hair, sighing quietly, frustrated. Lately another name had been popping up in his mind…

                "Chloe Sullivan."

                Clark's head shot up as the classroom door burst open, revealing two stocky Smallville policemen standing in the doorway. They marched up to his surprised English teacher, who bolted out of her seat to greet them, highly flustered. All the students stopped their work, and Clark turned to Chloe, who was looking shocked. He watched as her face drained of all colour.

                She was out of her seat in a second. "Is it my father? Gabe Sullivan?" she asked the police, almost stumbling on a stray backpack.

                "We are looking for a Ms. Chloe Sullivan, are you her?" the first policeman, who had a bush red moustache, asked Chloe. Clark watched as she nodded, too afraid to speak. This was the first time he'd seen her like that- was something wrong? In a second, both Pete and him were out of their seats too, rushing towards their best friend.

                "Yes, she's Chloe Sullivan. What's going on, officer?" Clark asked, aware that his voice was suddenly very loud in the classroom. He was also aware of all the stares from various students. He placed a hand instinctively on Chloe's shoulder, as if not willing her to leave.

                "Please come with us, Ms. Sullivan. You are wanted for murder," the second policeman, with curly blonde hair stepped forward and gripped Chloe's wrists while she stood there, shocked.

                "How…" Pete gasped.

                "A Mr. Martin Spout was found dead in his grocery store on the night of 16 August 2001 at 7:13pm. Ms. Sullivan's fingerprints were found at the scene of the crime," the first policeman said.

                Clark watched in amazement as they led his best friend out of the classroom, her wrists in hand cuffs.

Author's Note: *gasp* Now WHY is Chloe wanted for murder? Surely our wonderful intrepid reporter couldn't have killed someone?? So what is going on? Was it shape shifting? A case of mistaken identity? Find out in later chapters! For now, do review and tell me what you think, and my replies are below!

Pinellas62- Hey! Thanks for reviewing. Why didn't you not want to read Kaleidoscope?

Suz- Yo! Thanks for reviewing! I'm glad you liked the first chap! Lol… what was so nice about the Clark/Chloe scene in the loft? I thought it was pretty dumb… Haha… but for me it'll be natural to have Whitney around, that little pest.

…- Hey! Thanks for reviewing! So, how'd you find chap 2?

mmac80- Hey! Thanks for reviewing! Well, I'm glad you think that Kaleidoscope was amazing. I must remain humble and say: nah. Hope you like this chapter!

Sylphide- Hey! Thanks for reviewing! Lol! I agree that it'll be fun to write Chlark all over again! And I think it'll be really nice to read Chlark over again! Hehe… I write well? Nah…

Anonymous- Hey! I can't thank you properly since you never left a nick or a name on your review. Oh well, haha I can't seem to figure out what was really nice about the ice-cream scene but if you guys say so… *smiles*

(Furi15)- Hey! Thanks for reviewing! And I'm glad you loved Kaleidoscope!

HugePedlar- Hey! Thanks for reviewing! Okay… third time I've heard good stuff about the ice-cream scene. But I'm glad everyone liked that! Hey… don't feel embarrassed about plugging, I'll make an effort to read your story when I'm free! And I'll review!

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