AN: Hey everyone, I know that last chapter was a little lame, but oh well. Hope it didn't drive any of u away, lol. Note, I was feeling depressed for some reason that day. Sorry for another delay. I went on another vacation. But I did write four pages for this story and printed it. Now I just got to type it again.  Anyhow, enjoy chapter six!!! 

Clark, Lara and Jor-El stood alone in bitter silence. Clark sat down a rock and sighed. "So what year did we land in anyway?" Clark asked, fuming with anger and a tone in his voice.

"2004" Jor-El said uncertainly. Something told him Clark was sore at him.

"Well, at least you got the year right!" Clark said, or yelled rather.

"Clark, I'm sorry, I didn't mean for this to happen."

"Well it did. It always does with you."

"Look, I know you hate me in the future, but do you have to hate me now?"

"The future is now!" Clark snapped.

"Really, couldn't you two act your age and behave!" Lara said, getting in on the argument.

"No." Clark muttered under his breath.

"Clark, what exactly did I ever do to you anyway!" Jor-El screamed, furious, and at the same time curious.

"That's just it, everything! Every time something good happens, it goes horribly wrong, and it's all your fault!"

"Like what?"

"Well, my mom was supposed to have a baby."

"Was? What happened to it?" Lara asked.

"Jor-El killed it." Jor-El's eyes widened.

"I did?"

"Well technically I did, but you made me. You were trying to make me take over the Earth, so I destroyed my spaceship, and it died in the aftershock." Clark said, quietly. "But the worst thing you ever did was this. I love the fact that I got to meet and know my family. But the truth is, you can't miss what you never had." Clark turned around and stared deep into space. Lara looked over at Jor-El.

"Go talk to him."

"He doesn't want to talk to me!"

"But he needs to."

Jor-El sighed. "Ok, I'll go talk to him, but I don't see what good it will do." Jor-El walked over and sat down next to Clark, who had slumped down at the edge of the asteroid. His feet dangling out over the edge of the basically flat, minuscule clump of dust. "Clark?"

"What?" he replied not even bothering to look up at him.

"Are you ok?" Clark paused for a moment to think about it.

"No." he said finally. "I'm not."

"Do you want to tell me what's bothering you...?"

"Do you know what it feels like, to be alone, alone and confused."

"Pardon?"

"I grew up clueless about who I was. I couldn't tell anyone about me, once I knew myself. I had no one to talk to about the changes I was going threw. Because no one had a clue about it any more than I did. And now, once this is all over, I'll go back to being alone again. Alone, confused, and now sad." Jor-El stood up and held his hand out to Clark.

"Then why waste the only time we may ever have together moping?" Jor-El helped Clark up. "One more thing I was wondering, do you like it when Lara calls you KAL-EL?"

"It doesn't bother me too much, I guess. But I'd rather go by Clark."

"Then why not tell her?"

"I don't know. Maybe I will." Clark and Jor-El walked back towards Lara. Which wasn't really that long of a walk.

Clark had been missing for three days now. The whole town was aware of it. He was hard not to miss. But they weren't aware of how much the Kent's, and Pete, really knew. Which wasn't too much more from when they started. They hadn't been able to get in contact with Jor-El and Lara again. Not to say they didn't try. Truthfully, they had worn them out. No one had talked to them much before. Clark did occasionally, but other than that, the piece continued to lie under the mattress. Even being dead, it still takes a lot of energy to communicate for that much period of time. Martha was extremely worried. What if they had died? Jonathon pointed out that they couldn't die on a deserted asteroid. "They might not even be there!" On the inside, Jonathon was just as worried as his wife. But he tried not to show it too much. Martha was worried enough without him adding to the mixture.

Chloe was horrified when she heard the news. She just couldn't bring herself to believe that Clark was missing. Her Clark. The one who had saved her, and many others, from near death, missing? If only she had a lead. Then maybe there might be a small hope of finding him. But as usual, no one had any clue on to what was going on with Clark Kent. Smallville's own personal, mystery hero.

Lana was in distress; her and Clark hadn't quite been on "perfect" terms before he disappeared. And if she never saw him again... No. She couldn't bear to think about it.

Lex had hired the best Private eyes in Metropolis money could buy, but even they didn't have much of a start.

"KAL-EL and Lily were sitting in their recreation room. (AN: So sorry I forgot about them! But did any1 remind me? No. Don't worry, it's ok. Besides, I'm not the one reading the story.) Neither of them had left their home since Clark, Lara, and Jor-El's disappearance. They couldn't figure anything to tell the council. Who no doubt would soon be coming to them as to why Jor-El has been missing classes. Which would also mean they would have to tell Lara's parents as well. They hadn't mentioned what really happened to anyone since the incident. They were afraid. Lara's parents, Gor-el and Lexus, were really upset. Of course they showed sympathy towards them for Jor-El being missing too. Which made KAL-EL and Lily feel even worse. Because it was sort of their fault that the children were missing in the first place. But of course Jor-El's parents were worried much more. Because the fate of the species lie in the teens hands, and they have no idea what is going on.

It was nine in the evening. Pete, Lana and Chloe were all seated around a table in the empty Talon, sipping coffee. It was the first time the three of them had sat down to discuss Clark being missing and all. Pete had to do something. He felt like he was having a nervous breakdown. He was there when it happened. And after thinking about it, he has some sort of lead now. One he hasn't told anyone. Not even the Kent's, he was still pondering the possibility. But now, three days later, he was almost certain it would work. At least the basics. But he couldn't do it alone. He needed help. He needed Chloe and Lana. The Kent's would have to stay here. Hold down the fort and keep an eye on Jor-El, Clark, and Lara. But this would also mean exploiting Clark. But it wasn't his secret to tell. But since he can't contact Clark, he'll just have to clear it with his parents. "If only we had some idea as to where he could be..."Chloe started off, her voice choked up and trailed off. Pete couldn't handle it anymore. He had to do something. "I have one."

An: This one iz really short I know. I have had this written for ages, there's more but it was all written on paper and I'm only a four finger typist. I'll type the rest up and add more soon. Srry again for postponing this! :D