TITLE: Come Save Me
DISCLAIMER: This is my 2nd fan fiction written by me but based on the TV series of Smallville (Around Season 2-3). No copyright infringement is intended.
Author's headnote: Oh, I can't tell you much about what happens here because I'll most likely spoil the chapter. So, read on!
CHAPTER THREE – GISELLE TELLS ALL
At the Talon (still…)
"Oh, hold your horses, man. First, you tell me she's your alien cousin. Now, she's your extraterrestrial twin sister who can ice people with her eyes? That's a whole lot of stuff for me. But it's so cool! You two can form your own E.T secret fighting crime agency and save the whole world. Wait, I got it. Giselle can be your partner and I can be…" Pete rambled on and on before Giselle cut him off by cupping his mouth with both hands.
Her eyes narrowed at something across the Talon. She took off one hand leaving the other still covering Pete's mouth and she placed it on her own lips, indicating him to keep quiet.
Then, she pointed at a middle-aged man dressed in a black suit and noticeably, shiny loafers. He had a brown hat on and was reading the newspaper. At the same time, you could barely see him glancing up and down from the newspaper and seemed as if he was checking out Clark, Pete and Giselle or any one of them.
"Shh… Eyes there!" Giselle hushed Pete and nudge Clark by his arm. He looked at what she was referring to.
Clark Kent was confused. The man may seem suspicious to Giselle but he seemed like some harmless stranger just curious in teenagers sipping some coffee. If he was spying on them, there isn't much information you can gather from looking at someone other than their appearances. But then again, you can't be too careful.
"Giselle…" Clark started but she pulled him to his feet by the sleeve. Boy, this girl was stronger than he thought. Afterwards, Giselle did the same with Pete.
"Clark, there's no time. Let's walk out." Giselle ordered. Her voice changed from sarcastic to serious. This seemed like a big deal to her. However, the boys did not protest and obeyed her. The mysterious man returned to his reading.
"Hey, what's wrong with her? Talk about paranoia!" Pete whispered to Clark as they started walking out. Before they had reached the entrance, Lana stopped them. She was carrying a tray of 2 hot mochas with one hand.
"Where are you guys going?" Lana asked, frowning. She had thought she could spend some time with them after the peak hour of customers has slowed down. But no, they are sort of ditching her for now.
"Oh, Clark's going to introduce me to Chloe Sullivan. He told me he's got a major article to work with her at the Torch." Giselle gave a quick excuse. Pete stared at her in surprise, but Clark had no reaction to this. Of course, he was already getting used to his seemingly psychic (although not), but telepathic sister.
Still frowning, Lana nodded quickly. Without saying anything else, she turned her back towards them and started walking away.
"Lana, wait!" Giselle called, waving her hand at her. Lana stopped and turned around with a smile plastered on her face.
"Yes?"
"I was just wondering," Giselle started. "If you didn't mind. May I borrow some clothes of yours? I haven't got any spare and Martha seems to have a shortage of oldies clothes."
Lana nodded again. She gave her a friendly grin and replied:
"Yeah, sure. My clothes are at Chloe's, so come by her house later? Also, if she doesn't mind, Chloe could lend you some of her own too."
And with that, Giselle returned a quick smile and the trio left the Talon with the petite brunette, balancing the tray with now two hands, watching them.
"So, Giselle, would you like to share with us what happened at the Talon?" Pete asked, slowing down to walk beside her. He flicked off a loose hair on his shirt and stared attentively at Giselle waiting for a reply.
"What? Borrowing clothes from Lana? Is that a crime already?"
"Yeah, it is," Pete said sarcastically and he waved it away. "No, I meant the whole spying thing you got there."
"It's a long story. Ready to get bored?" Giselle warned and stopped. Clark accidentally bumped into her from behind. He didn't apologise for this small blunder but only blushed.
Looking around to make sure that there are no other "mysterious" spies, Giselle began her story. Back when the meteor shower happened, a few people knew that a spaceship had arrived from the planet Krypton with young Clark or Kal-El inside. What they didn't realise was that before Clark had came out of the ship, Giselle was the one who first opened the ship's entrance lid that they both shared and was discovered by a man named Mr. Poles. He, unlike the Kents, dropped her at the nearest adoption agency. Years later, she then jumped from foster home to foster home.
Giselle could not last for more than 6 months in a foster home because of her abilities that went out of control when she was first developing them and maturing. Of course, soon after, the FBI began following her. That was when Giselle decided to change her name from Ellen to Giselle after receiving a message from her birth father. Since she had finally realised that she could never be out of danger on her own, Giselle planned to meet her long-lost brother and hoped to have him help protect her together with their abilities. And that was why Giselle was ever so cautious of strange men spying on her or her friends.
"You really thought I could protect you?" Clark said, beaming with pride. Giselle looked at him with sad green eyes and took his question the wrong way. Due to the miscommunication, she had thought he said he wouldn't protect her.
"I guess so. It's not like I had any other choice." Giselle said. She shrugged and looked away from those beautiful yet familiar blue eyes.
"No, that's not what I meant. You know I don't really know you, only for a night. But I promise I will never let anyone get hurt, even you." Clark assured her. He patted her soft black hair brotherly.
"Clark!" A familiar voice rang from the hallway. Clark turned around and saw his blonde friend waiting for him. Chloe was holding a piece of paper and a pen. He guessed it was the article that they were about to work on.
"I'm coming!" Clark called back. Chloe nodded and went back inside the Torch. Then, Clark grabbed Pete's shoulders and said to him:
"I think Lana might be waiting for Giselle at Chloe's house already. Why don't you give Giselle a ride?"
"Okay, no problem." Pete obliged. He turned around and walked towards the school exit, swinging his car keys with his index finger.
"Giselle, I'm sorry I can't chauffeur you there but I'll pick you up after? Give me a call, okay? Lana knows the number." Clark apologised. Giselle nodded and followed Pete who was now humming a tune out of the school's exit.
Author's footnote: Reviews, reviews, reviews! Like this chapter? Sorry I took so long. I needed to make sure I could get a nice juicy chapter out of my head. So, review, please!
