Elixir

by Lener

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

Chapter Three

"We have to follow her! I know she didn't murder the guy!" Pete shouted, trying to push past Mrs. Fieldsman to get at the policemen, who were shoving Chloe out the door.

"No, boys. I'm afraid you'll have to stay where you are," Mrs. Fieldsman said, trying to push Pete and Clark back. However, they could tell she was feeling a little scared and apprehensive.

"Mrs. Fieldsman, please. We know Chloe Sullivan very well, she's our best friend, and if there's anything she did, we'll know about it right away. I know that Chloe didn't murder anyone, so please just let us give the policemen an alibi," Clark urged his teacher. Perhaps it was his use of model English words like 'alibi' or his deep, sincere eyes (the Kent Charm was on full blast), but Mrs. Fieldsman gave a defeated sigh and let both of them true.

"Thank you, Mrs. Fieldsman!" Pete called as they dashed out of the classroom and down the corridor, after the two policemen and their best friend.

*

"I'm innocent, I tell you! I didn't murder anyone!" Chloe knew it was no use struggling against the cold metal that bound her wrists together, but at least she could try to convince the policemen that she was innocent. As far as it was concerned, she had not killed anybody, unless it was in her imagination.

"No use trying to talk your way out of this, Miss. It was clearly proven that your fingerprints were at the scene of the crime, and that proves that you were somehow involved in the murder. Let me remind you that yours were the only prints around," the policeman with the red hair said sternly to her as his partner pulled open the car door to the police vehicle.

"What? This is crazy! I don't even know who he is! But my fingerprints weren't on the corpse, where they? So how could I be the murderer? How did this guy die anyway?" Chloe protested as the blonde shoved her head first into the backseat of the vehicle.

Both policemen looked uncomfortable now that she'd mentioned the flaw in their observation.

"I tell you, I'm not a murderer," Chloe insisted as the policemen slid in the front seats of the car, and the red-haired started the engine.

"We'll see," the blonde said gruffly.

"We've got to take you to the station first, then questions later. For now, you'd better use your time to think of a good enough alibi," the red-haired said as he pulled out of the Smallville High School parking lot and headed towards the Smallville Police Station.

Chloe flopped back down against the seat, her head hitting the leather interior of the car.

Great.

She was in deep trouble, and nothing could get her out of it.

*

"We don't have a car! How are we going to get to her in time?" Pete shouted as they both charged into the car park, just as the police car zoomed off.

Clark had never seen Pete this freaked out. Of course, he was anxious too, and shocked. How could the police accuse Chloe of doing such a thing? He knew his best friend very well, and she would never, ever murder anyone.

"We won't be able to make it if we walk… by the time we get there they'll probably be putting her into jail or…" Pete broke off when a sleek golden Lamborghini Diablo 6.0 pulled up into the driveway of Smallville High.

"Whoa!" Pete exclaimed, jumping back onto the pavement just as the wheels of the vehicle screeched to a stop right where his feet had been.

"It can only be Lex…" Clark said as the tinted windows were wound down.

"Hello there, Clark Kent and friend," a bald head poked out into the morning air, and billionaire Lionel Luthor's son Lex smiled up suavely at them.

"Hey Lex! Listen, are in a hurry? Because we need to get to-"

"Smallville Police Station. Don't look so surprised, Clark, I know everything that's going on. I'm not the General Manager of LuthorCorp Plant for nothing, you know," Lex added when he saw Clark's stunned face.

Just then, Pete gave Clark a little shove, jerking him back to his senses. "Oh, err, Lex, this is Pete Ross," Clark said hurriedly.

"Hop in," Lex gave them a wink, and his tinted window came up just as the doors to his car automatically opened up. Clark and Pete had barely enough time to fling themselves into the small backseat before Lex fired off, squealing tyres making a racket.

"How did you know what was going on?" Pete asked.

"Mr. Martin Spout, the deceased, works for LuthorCorp Plant. He didn't turn up today, and I saw and heard the policemen questioning Gabe Sullivan on the whereabouts of his daughter. I'd heard the name Chloe Sullivan before, so I deduced she studied in Smallville and when I drove there, I found you and Clark outside," Lex explained calmly.

"So, Lex, whose side are you on? Ours or the Smallville Police?" Clark decided to ask out of curiosity. At the rate Lex was speeding down the streets of Smallville, he would barely have enough time to get any information out if his friend before they pulled up at the station. If Lex knew anything that might help Chloe, Clark knew he'd better get it out of the bald guy, and soon.

"The Smallville Police, of course. In fact, I'm going to drop by Hob's Pond, attach a ball and chain to both your ankles and deposit you two in the pond so that I can get rid of the prime witnesses that might help Ms. Chloe Sullivan," Lex Luthor said, straight-faced. He glanced in the mirror, caught Clark's alarmed expression and Pete's grinning face, then smiled. "I'm kidding, Clark. You've got to lighten up," he grinned.

Pete cackled, and Clark shot him a glare that shut him up quick.

"Gee, Lex, that really helped me to lighten up," Clark said sarcastically, rolling his eyes.

"I just meant that… you were a bunch of nerves, okay? So, what's the deal? You like this Ms. Sullivan or something?" Lex remarked casually, still looking at Clark through the mirror. Clark could see a glimmer of interest in his grey eyes.

"Chloe Sullivan is my best friend, Lex," Clark warned his friend.

"Besides, Clark's already infatuated with Lana, how could he even have the time to see what's been under his nose for over two years now?" Pete piped up, and suddenly Clark felt uneasy. Was his other best friend trying to imply something?

Wait, come to think of it- had I sounded like I wanted Chloe and I to be more than best friends?

Uh oh.

*

Chloe sat on the plastic chair in an empty room in the Smallville Police Station with her head in her hands, wondering she- how anyone was going to get her out of this mess.

I know I didn't kill anybody, but I can't remember what I was doing on…

Suddenly, the sound of the door opening brought her back to reality, and she glanced up to see the two policemen who had brought her to the station. Behind them were two other people, one of them was another policeman, most probably their superior, and the other person was Gabe Sullivan, her father.

"Dad!" Chloe jumped out of her seat, and when she reached her father, he engulfed her in a strong hug. She was grateful that none of the policemen stopped them from embracing. At least they know a Father-Daughter moment when they see it. Chloe thought to herself. Finally she pulled away from her father and said, "I never killed anyone."

"I know," Gabe looked into her eyes and nodded. He turned to the third policeman, who had dark brown hair and said, "Officer, what is the meaning of this?"

"I'm Officer Ken Bard, and you're daughter's fingerprints were found at the scene of a crime that took place on the 16 of August 2001, at about 7:13pm in the evening. The victim's name was a Mr. Martin Spout, who was found dead in his living room," the officer explained to a shocked Mr. Sullivan.

"Martin… Martin Spout?" Gabe Sullivan gasped.

"Yes. Do you know the victim?" Officer Bard said with a curt nod.

"He works under me… in LuthorCorp Plant…" came the reply.

Chloe quickly intervened, "I can't explain what my fingerprints were doing at the scene of the crime, Officer, but I can assure I was nowhere near the victim's house. I don't even know where it is. I do have an alibi; I just can't recall it just now. I think I…"

"Was at the Kent Farm Estate, Hickory Lane, Smallville, Kansas with her best friend Clark Kent at his loft in the barn of his house, helping him with personal issues," a clear voice rang out as the door opened and three people walked into the room.

Chloe, the two policemen, Gabe Sullivan and Officer Bard all turned around to face Clark Kent, Pete Ross and Lex Luthor.

Author's Note: That's it for the 3rd chapter! I hoped you liked this. It was a little eventful, I must say, but anyway I'm glad that Chloe isn't a murderer (you know I wouldn't have made her one anyway). So what's going on? Is someone trying to frame her? DO review and you'll find out!

Suz- Hey! Yes well there's not a lot of Whitney and Lana in this story (I hope) I haven't actually finished it yet… usually I write most of the chapters and then upload them one by one with a few days in between each chapter. But I've only written up till Chapter 6 for Elixir, that's why I'm running late! Oh well, my computer's okay now! Thanks!

Pinellas62- Hey! Thanks for reviewing! Yes… the meat is usually after the first chapter, of course. Oh… well I don't know much about relationship tension… I guess I just try to write what I hope will happen in the show eventually!

HugePedlar- Hey! Thanks for the review. Yes, I get it about the cop part... and I agree that a cop should be discreet… haha… maybe I was feeling a little dramatic that day. I thought all the Smallville episodes are set like, in near present day time? Because of those meteors hit Smallville in 1989, and Clark is like 12 or 13 years older from that day, that would make the year 2001 or

2002, right? Uh huh!

…- Oh… Chloe and Lana being friends? NEVER!!!!!!!!! Lol… just kidding. Maybe? I'll try and see what works for us Smallville fans!

jd burns- Yes, our favourite teen of steel will surely help Chloe! Argh! The ice-cream part????!!!!

Sylphide- Haha! Yea, I wanna write more Chlarky scenes… but I have to focus on the plot too… sigh that's not nice but I don't write whole fics full of fluff about Clark and Chloe. I would much prefer to have a plot including a meteor freak, don't you agree?

Starburst- Yes Ma'am! A dose of action coming right up! I think you'll like the next few chapters if you want action. But in the later chapters there's more action!

SpolierSnarky- Hey! Thanks for reviewing! I'm glad you like the story!

Calty- Yes, that reverse psychology could work as well! But anyway we know that whatever happens (even if Lana propels herself into Clark's arms), Clark will never EVER want her ever again, right? Lol! Hahaha!!!! Yea! Some meteor freak should chop Lana up into little itty bitty pieces and stuff her in a lead box then dump the box into a pond of gooey liquid meteor rocks! Ew. How sick I am.

andi- Hey! Thanks for the review! I'm glad you are intrigued.