A/N: Man. With how little reviews I got, I'd almost think people didn't like my story. The only reason I'm continuing is because I like this story. Well, here's chapter 8. PS- Check out my new Smallville future fic called "You Can Go Home Again".


Emily woke up in the caves where she'd first discovered Clark's secret. At first she couldn't remember what had happened or where she had been, but it slowly came back.

"That bastard!" she muttered to herself. What on earth could he want? she mused.

Jor-El wouldn't keep her waiting. He walked up to Emily and flashed her a fatherly smile. "I hope I didn't hurt you too much," Jor-El said pleasantly. Emily scowled.

"What on Earth do you want?" she said angrily.

Jor-El's smile went from fatherly to sinister. "Why, my dear, I never said it would be on Earth."

Emily's eyes widened.

Clark ran home to the barn, hoping desperately that Emily would be there. He searched every inch of the farm but couldn't find a trace. Clark finally slowed down enough to stop in the kitchen to talk to his mom.

"Have you seen Emily?" he asked. Martha looked up from the pie she was making and shook her head. "No, honey. I haven't seen her since you two left for school."

"Are you sure? She may have come back here..."

Martha put the apple she was holding down. "Clark, is everything okay?"

Clark sighed as he sat down on one of the kitchen chairs. "I'm not sure. Lana told me the gym teacher asked Emily to deliver a message to another teacher, and she never came back."

Martha looked worried. "Well, Clark, have you looked for her?"

Clark nodded dejectedly. "I looked all over the farm, but she's not here," he said.

"Where else could she be?"

Clark shrugged. "It's not like she's familiar with the town," he said.

"Maybe she's at the Talon?" Mrs. Kent suggested. Clark looked up. "Maybe," he said, and was gone.

Emily was staring at Jor-El. Emily was bewildered. What does he mean? she thought.

"What do you want?" she repeated after a long moments' silence.

"You shouldn't question your father-in-law," he said, walking over to one of the cave's walls.

"Father…in…law?" Emily was confused.

Jor-El turned around to face the girl once again. "Not yet. Soon."

Clark went to the Talon, but only found Chloe and Lana. The two were sitting at a table drinking coffee. "Any news about Emily?" Lana asked, taking a sip.

Clark frowned. "No. If you hear anything, you'll let me know?"

Lana nodded.

Clark walked to the door, but once he was out of sight of anyone he super-sped away.

After he left, Chloe and Lana resumed their conversation. "Man, that boy's got it bad," Chloe said, smirking. Lana smiled. "It sure seems like it."

Chloe quirked an eyebrow. "Are we jealous?" she asked slyly.

Lana smiled at her coffee. "No. I just don't understand how a stranger can move into town one day, and the next she and Clark are close."

Chloe sighed. "I know what you mean. It's like some new girl comes, and he automatically trusts her with stuff we've only begun to learn."

Clark was running, trying to decide where to look next. That warehouse? Maybe she went back to look for clues.

His mind was racing almost as fast as he was running. Clark knew that Jor-El must have taken her. After all, he looked just like Clark; he could have walked in the school and no one would have stopped him or suspected that he wasn't really a student. If that's the case, then where did he take her? It suddenly hit Clark. "The caves!"

Jor-El was studying the walls of the cave, almost like he was searching for a particular section. After a few more minutes of intense scanning Jor-El smiled and turned to face Emily. "I think it's time," he said. Emily frowned. "Time for what?"

"Time for your lesson."

Clark got to the caves just as Jor-El was pushing Emily through a crack in the wall. When Clark realized that Jor-El was going to do to her what he had done to him, Clark rushed forward and tried to stop Jor-El. "You can't do this!" Clark said angrily. Jor-El easily held him off. "I can and am. Will you be joining her the easy way or the hard way?"

Clark swung at Jor-El.

Jor-El shrugged. "The hard way, then."

The two fought for what seemed ages, even though it was just about ten minutes. Clark held his own for eight of those minutes, but Jor-El eventually subdued him due to having more experience. He put Clark with Emily and prepared to take the human out of them.

"Everything is going according to plan," he said aloud, smirking at the sight of the two teens unconscious on the floor.


A/N: Sorry it's so short. Inspiration has gone out the door. I need a different muse. Hmm. Any suggestions?