TOUCHING
Baby D Series
Pain
I DO NOT OWN any of the characters from the show "Smallville." Only the character of Dana Wells and the traits pertaining to her... - Baby D
"Clark, what's going on, what just happened? I could hear you two from downstairs." Lex followed Clark back into the office he was just in.
"All I'm trying to do is help her Lex, but she keeps pushing me away."
"What does she need help with? From what I know she's a pretty strong girl, she is quite capable of handling things on her own."
"I know, but…" Clark sat down in the couch under the window.
"If she really doesn't want your help, you can't force it on her," Lex stood beside him, staring out the window at the view of the front driveway. "When she needs it, she'll ask for it Clark, don't worry." Lex looked back out at the front of the house. "I didn't order anything today." Clark looked up, wondering where the comment he just made was about. Standing up he, turned to see what Lex was looking at. Glancing out the window, he saw the black van driving up towards the front of the house a great speed.
"Dana," his eyes widened as she stepped out the front door. Suddenly the alarms went off inside the house, buzzing and flashing. Three men jumped out of the van with odd looking guns, started to fire at Dana.
"Dana!" Clark yelled again, banging on the window. She fell to the ground being showered with bullets.
"Oh my God!" Lex turned around noticing Clark was already gone. As Lex reached the bottom of the steps, he couldn't see Clark anywhere but heard a crash of the window breaking and the glass hitting the floor in the next room. Lex raced to disarm the security alarms which had locked all the windows and doors. Ass soon as is was disconnected; he fled to the front door to see if Clark was already there. When Lex opened the door, Clark was just standing there facing the road. There was no van, no Dana, just Clark.
"Clark, where's…" he ran up beside him.
"She's gone," Clark let out. Lex looked around helplessly.
"What the hell just happened!" Lex pressed numbers on his phone. Looking down, Clark noticed what looked like a broken paintball. He bent down to pick examine the green ball more closely. As he picked it up, the liquid seeped out onto his hand, sending a shooting pain through the veins in his hand, making him drop it immediately. He knew what it was. Clark stood up again, imagining how Dana must have felt having all those bullets hit her at the same time, he wondered if she was still alive after that.
"The police are on their way, as well as your parents Clark," Lex put a hand on his shoulder. "We're going to find her," he tried to comfort his best friend; "we'll find her."