Hi guys i'm back........finally. Thought i was never going to update did you? Sorry for the wat i had some other things i had to take care of. but then when you get ban from the computer as well it makes it hard to update lol. I should be updating now that school's out so yeah i'll quit talkin so you can read.

chapter 6

Jonathan and Martha got up and followed the doctor outside. She sighed as the door shut behind them. This was going to be hard. Jonathan turned around as soon as the door shut. "How's my son? And what happened to the other doctor that was taking care of him?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, um, my name is Doctor Haslam. Lex Luthor called me in to supervise your son's case."

Jonathan nodded. "Now what was so important that you needed to talk to us outside?"

"I came to ask your permission for us to operate on Clark. You need to hurry on your decision - there isn't much time left."

Hearing those words sent shivers up Martha's back. What had happened to Clark? Was that what Lana was going to tell them before the doctor came?

Jonathan just sat in silence for a moment and then said, "Do what you need to save my son."

Without another word, Haslam rushed away.

"Jonathan, do you think that kryptonite might be involved some how?"

"I don't know. It could be, but it would make no sense. When he gets away from it, he's usually fine."

"But this time he's not getting better. I can't loose him, Jon. I just can't."

Martha started to cry and Jonathan took her in his arms. "I know, Martha, I know. But Clark's a strong kid. He'll make it through this." Even as he said this, it didn't ring entirely true to his ears. Clark had to make it through this....right?

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Pete, Lana, and Chloe looked on from the waiting room wondering what the doctor had said to the Kents. Whatever it was, it couldn't be good. The only time they had seen Jonathan Kent trying not to cry was when his wife was in the hospital on the brink of death knowing he couldn't do anything about it.

Chloe turned to Lana. "So what happened?"

Lana hesitated. "When I went down to Clark's room, I saw something I still don't think could have happened - Clark was lying on the floor and it looked like something that no one could see was beating him or something. So I tried to get to him and fight off whatever was there, but when I got in there, it was gone."

Chloe had her hand over her mouth and Pete just stared. "God, Lana, I'm so sorry," Chloe said.

"Why? You have nothing to be sorry for."

"I know. It's just that Clark called me earlier before he went over and asked if I wanted to come with. I said that I had a deadline for the paper, but that was just an excuse 'cause I just didn't want to go."

"But why didn't you want to go?"

"I didn't want to see Clark all ga-ga over you. I guess you could say I got jealous."

"You still shouldn't blame yourself for what happened to Clark." Pete came over and put his arm around her. "More people could've gotten hurt, and I don't think there was anything you could've done."

"I know, but Clark's lying in a hospital bed fighting for his life! Don't tell me I couldn't have done anything!" With that, Chloe got up and practically ran out of the room.

"Chloe wait!" Lana tried to stop her but it was too late. She was already gone.

Pete stood up. "I'll go after her. Don't worry."

Lana nodded then sat back down just as Jonathan and Martha walked in. "Lana, what happened? We saw Chloe and Pete run out of the room. Is everything alright?"

Lana looked over at Martha. "Chloe blames herself for what happened to Clark."

"But why? She doesn't need to do this. None of this is her fault." Martha couldn't believe Chloe would blame herself for something like this. 'The only person who needs to suffer is the one who did this to my baby,' she added to herself.

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Clark sat in deep thought. Something wasn't right here. Why couldn't he talk to his parents? And what's the deal with this hospital thing? He was sure his parents would never take him to one. So what was going on? Then, from behind, Clark felt a jerk and was pulled backward towards a light (ooo...can you just see the cheesiness in this ;) sorry it was the only thing I could think of). All of his worries vanished instantly, and he was filled with an soothing inner warmth that he couldn't explain. Then he heard the most beautiful sound in the world. It was like nothing he had ever heard before. He tried to reach out to find the source of it, and finally he was rewarded with seeing two shadowy figures in front of him.

One of them held its hands out to him as if beckoning him to come closer. Then he saw their faces - one was a man, and the other, a woman. They each looked so much like him.

"Mom? Dad?"

The woman nodded. "Come, my sweet Kal'el."

He came closer, but was stopped by his father. Wait, was he shaking his head? Clark couldn't understand why he was being pushed away. Then his thoughts were answered. "It is not your time, Kal'el. You still have such a long life to live. Now, go back to the people you love."

It was like Clark had been put in a giant slingshot someone had just let go. He was being hurtled back toward what looked like Smallville. Back through the roof of the hospital right into his own body. As he hit, Clark Kent knew no more.

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So that's the end of chapter 6 hope you guys liked it and if i don't update within the next couple of days, e-mail me and yell or something so i can get some sense knocked into me k? but until then just review and tell me what you think of it. ;) oh yeah and i'm gonna keep my word this time on 1000 words per review and lets say...2000 for everyone i really like. well that's all for me oh and thank you my wonderful beta for doing this for me. c ya!!