Please re-read chapter 9 as I have revised it a little, 10/20/2003. I am so very SORRY it has taken me so long to update, but as I said this will be finished.

Scott's heart raced as he sped down the road. "Please don't let me be too late." He said to himself. He knew in his gut that Clark was heading for the mansion. With that thought he pushed on the gas harder. He kicked himself for not going on the offensive immediately when he saw Clark. He wouldn't make the mistake again. The next time he saw him he was just going to blast the ring off his finger.

*****

Lana stood at the table at the Kent's farm. She had been there since the break of dawn along with Chloe, Mrs. Ross and of course Mrs. Kent. Lana could feel the uneasiness coming from Chloe. She was sure it had something to do with the articles she had of Clark. Chloe at first didn't want to come to the Kent's farm but Lana had finally convinced her to come. Chloe had been quiet the whole time not saying a word. Which was unusual for Chloe.

There were boxes of flyers with Clark and Pete's faces printed on them. They had worked for hours getting the papers ready and then printing the amount they had. The Sheriff told them that the next thing they could do would be to put flyers up all over town and in neighboring towns and cities. And pray that someone has seen them.

"Thanks again everyone for helping us put this together." Mrs. Kent said. Lana could see she hadn't slept for days.

"There is no need to thank us. We wanted to do this." Chloe said as she grabbed the next stack of flyers from the printer.

"Now the hard part is getting these out there," Mrs. Ross said as she grabbed a staple gun and a box of flyers. "My family can start putting them up in town." She looked just as bad as Mrs. Kent, Lana noted. Mrs. Ross walked out the door.

Chloe quickly grabbed a staple gun and box and headed for the door. "I'll take Metropolis."

"Chloe, you can't do Metropolis by yourself." Mrs. Kent said but it was too late Chloe's car engine was already started and she was heading down the road.

"I guess that leaves us." Lana said. "Thing is, I don't have a car."

"We can go together." Mrs. Kent said as she grabbed the keys for the truck.

Lana took her cue and grabbed a staple gun and box of flyers. She followed Mrs. Kent to the truck and got in the passenger seat.

"We'll take the road that Jonathan said Clark had followed." Then she turned on the engine. They drove down the road for a while in silence before she spoke again. "Is there something going on between you and Chloe? I noticed the two of you haven't say a word to each other."

Lana knew what the answer was but how could she tell her that Chloe was investigating Clark?

*****

Jonathan watched all the vehicles leave as he stood out in the field. He was thankful that Martha now had a project to work on. He wanted to be out there hanging flyers with them but with Clark gone he had a lot more work that needed to be done on the farm. He would much rather have been looking for Clark but Martha convinced him that he could help by keeping the farm going so that Clark would have a home to return to.

*****

Chloe had to get out of the house. When she saw Mr. and Mrs. Kent's faces she knew she had made a mistake. She never should have accepted Lionel Luther's offer, but being near Lana also keep her blood boiling in contempt and renewed her bitterness toward Clark.

She drove down the road to Metropolis. Something in her gut told her that would be where Clark would go. She just knew it and if she found Clark maybe he would see how much she cared for him and he would forget about Lana. Yeah, right!

*****

Pete watched Clark, he could see the anger in his eyes. Then he looked at Rogue's face, there was fear painted all over it. He wanted to do something to help both his friends, "Clark, what are you doing?"

"What does it look like Pete? I'm taking over." Clark said with a sneer.

Pete heard something in Clark's voice he thought he would never hear, malignant hatred. "Clark man, this isn't you. Why are you doing this?"

"Why shouldn't I?" Clark yelled angrily then his voice turned cold. "I have no one."

"What are you talking about? You have-"

"You have no idea what it is, to live like me. To be the only one left-" Clark stopped. Pete was surprised that Clark had nearly given up the last of his secret.

Then he saw as pain and surprise flicked across Clark's face.

*****

Logan burst through the doors and was across the grounds in seconds. By the time he was to Rogue she already had Clark in her grip. Silently he encouraged her to suck him dry. He threatened his family, the boy deserves death.

*****

Rogue was scared to death. She felt the strong arms wrapped around her. She had witnessed the strength of this boy and didn't want to be on the receiving end of it. Then she felt energy flowing into her. She noticed that the boy had grabbed her where her arms weren't covered. Thank goodness for small favors.

She had never felt anything like this before. She could feel her strength building. Energy was racing around her body, she could feel everything. Then felt as the arms wrapped around her started to weaken.

She saw Bobby take a step forward. "Bobby no!"

His grip loosened, she grabbed an arm and turned around to look at the boy's face. She saw fear as he tried a futile effort to free himself with his other hand, but she could feel that every second she became stronger and he became weaker. He tried to free himself again but she tightened her grip. She started to see a bright yellow almost white light, of energy flowing into her. The boy finally fell to one knee. Alarm was etched into his face. Then all at once it happened.

The memories started to flash through her mind in sense-surround. She could smell, feel and hear them, his memories were now hers. They were so quick she couldn't make any sense of them. Pete and a blonde girl, Chloe, laughing. His mom and dad hugging him, a space ship exploding. Then memory after memory of him helping people, trying to fix it all. She knew he thought it all was his fault.

She heard a rasping breath and now realized that Clark was laying on the ground, unconscious. "Stop it, your killing him!" She heard Pete yell. She let go and stood up. She looked She watched as Pete kneeled down by Clark and removed the class ring with red kryptonite in it. She now knew everything about Clark.

*****

There was nothing, the best way Clark could describe it was there was nothing. There was no up, down, forward or backward. Nothing above or below, no light nor dark. He could feel nothing. Sense nothing. He tried to run but went nowhere. Tried to breath but there was nothing to breath. He tried to yell but no sound came from his mouth.

Time didn't exist. It was eternity and it was just moments. Then a thought crossed Clark.

Is this death?