A/N: yeah....this one's kinda short to....but i still updated right? i'll probably have the next one out in a couple of days, so just be on the lookout!

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Chloe sighed as she looked down at her watch. The time read 5:30, causing her to wonder just where Clark was. He was supposed to be at the Talon a half hour ago, and even if he was always late, the worry she felt didn't go away. Just then Lana came running up to her.

"Lana, what is it?" She asked worriedly when she saw her face covered in wet tears and her panicked eyes looking straight at her.

"There's been an accident out on the main highway. I-it looked like the Kent truck but I can't be sure. It's been all over the news though. No one's sure what happened yet but apparently the truck swerved over into the other lane and a semi truck hit it at a high speed--"

"Whoa Lana, slow down is the news still on?" Lana nodded. "Okay then let's just watch and see who was hurt okay?" Chloe followed Lana into the back room and sat down to watch for any current updates, since the last time Lana had seen it another car had rammed into the same truck.

"We've just confirmed that the driver of the red truck is a seventeen-year-old boy. We don't know the name of the boy yet or his condition at this time. We'll update you as these events unfold." The news women said. Right then and there, Chloe and Lana knew that at that moment it was what they had feared all along. The boy was Clark Kent.

Evening time filled the living room of the Kent house as Jonathan and Martha sat down on the couch next to each other, the husband having his arm wrapped around his wife's shoulder as they flipped through the channels on TV curiously to what was on and what to watch. Their son hadn't come home like he was suppose to right after school and all they could do was wait to see him come through the front door. Sighing, the mother leaned her head against the man's chest and closed her eyes gently, ignoring the sound of the channel's tossing back and forth as she licked her lips and looked up at him wretchedly.

"You sure you don't know why Clark went to the caves this morning Jonathan?" Martha asked him, hearing a simple sigh escape his mouth as he looked down at her and shook his head forlornly. "I told you Martha, he won't tell me a thing. All I know was that he was in his pajamas when I found him and he was acting unusual…he also looked a little different when you think about it too. Either way we shouldn't worry about it. He said he's fine and we should believe him." Jonathan informed her, not getting a happy respond out of the woman as they both turned back over to the small screen in front of them. He wasn't exactly happy with not knowing why his son was down in the caves either, but the point was that the boy wasn't going to tell them.

Suddenly, the father stopped flipping through the TV when he saw something on a certain channel, sticking with the news and listening to a woman with brown hair talk in a microphone outside near the thoroughfare of their small town. And as both listened, Martha soon placed her hand to her mouth and Jonathan's face saddened sorrowfully.

"Yes Jim, it is verified that the driver of the red Dodge truck is a young teenager, around the age of sixteen or seventeen and was rushed to Smallville Medical Center immediately after encountering a head-on collision with a Luthor Corp vehicle. We don't have information on his condition or the other drivers that collided into his truck, but we will have more news on this situation soon. Back to you."

The mother's face went shocked. "Oh my god, that's horrible. That poor boy…..you don't think it could be Clark do you?" Martha asked as immediately Jonathan shook his head.

"Martha there's no way that it could be Cla-" He was cut short by the phone ringing and Martha was the one who got up and answered it with a cheerful 'Hello'. But her cheerfulness soon faded as she heard what the voice on the other line was telling her.

"Are you the parent or guardian of Clark Kent?"

"Y-yes I'm his mother."

The voice on the other line paused, "Mrs. Kent, I'm from the staff of Smallville Medical Center, your son has been involved in a serious accident. You need to come down here right away."

Martha dropped the phone after hearing this but quickly recovered it. "O-okay we'll be down soon." She hung up the phone and raced over to Jonathan with tears streaming down her face.

"Jonathan that was Smallville Medical Center…" She sobbed. "Clark's there."
That's all Jonathan needed to hear as he jumped up, grabbed the keys to the car and ran out the door with Martha right behind him.

TO BE CONTINUED...