Chapter Six
A Bad situation
The sheriff was walking around the old motel grounds, he yelled over to one of his deputies and said, "Charlie, radio search and rescue, I want some one in the air now."
Ethan walked over to where the Kent's and the kid's were waiting behind the police line.
"Well we got a positive ID on the car," Ethan looking at Jonathan and Martha, "It is the one used yesterday in the bank robbery."
"Oh no," said Martha her hand going to her mouth.
"It look's like, Clark stumbled upon these guys while they were switching vehicles. The good news is, is that these men have never harmed anyone it's not their style," Ethan said looking from one worried parent to the other. "I'm sorry, I have to go," Ethan said as he went back.
"Ethan, Ethan!" Jonathan called going on the inside of the police line and walking up to Ethan, "Ethan look, I know you and you know me, so let's put this polite talk aside, I want you to tell me the truth about my son," said Jonathan.
Ethan sighed and handed Jonathan a piece of paper, before Jonathan got it open he said, "I think he's living Jonathan."
Jonathan folded the paper again and looked at Ethan with a "What do you mean look."
"It doesn't make any since these guys aren't the hostage type, they're fast in and fast out Clark would just slow them down. The point is-Clark is in a bad situation, now there are lots of prettier words for it but they don't hide the meaning," said Ethan.
"We're going to need your help Ethan," said Jonathan.
"Ethan?" Martha said as she looked over the fence.
"Martha--, I will bring him home," said Ethan looking at the worried mother.
Martha nodded and looked to Jonathan, he gave her a half smile, but she knew that without his powers, Clark couldn't fight back. T.B.C.