A/N: Hi I'm back again with a new chapter and new story name lol. I hope you guys enjoy this one. Oh and I'm offering my services as a beta reader so if anyone needs one just e-mail me. Now, on to chapter 8.

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A few days later, and after a lot of coaxing, Clark was finally able to go home with strict orders to rest and not do anything strenuous. For Clark, this royally sucked because everywhere he went someone was annoyingly watching him like a hawk. Finally it just got to be too much; while most everyone was asleep, Clark slipped out of the house. He took the family truck and drove out to Chandlers Field where he could be alone for a few hours at last.

He sighed as he sat back in the truck; he hated being treated like glass. He just wanted to be left alone! Why couldn't anyone understand that? He knew that his parents were worried and he understood why they would want to keep an eye on him, but enough was enough.

Clark looked down at his watch - 4:45. 'Crap, my parents are gonna be up soon and if I don't get back in time I'm REALLY going to be in trouble,' he thought regretfully as he started up the truck. He never saw a shadowy figure climb into the back as he drove down the road toward the farm.

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Jonathan and Martha were still worried about their son. He hadn't shown any signs that the kryptonite was affecting him, but that didn't mean it was completely out of him yet. They had Pete, Lana, and Chloe look after him at school, telling them to call if anything happened to Clark. So far all had gone well; no calls came and nothing went on at home. Hopefully it would stay that way. Still they were worried. Clark seemed to have distanced himself from his friends and family; that just wasn't like him.

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Clark drove as fast as he could back to the farm. It didn't look like anyone was up yet so he was safe for now. Unfortunately, just as he got out of the truck, his dad walked outside with a cup of coffee in his hands. 'Oh great,' Clark thought worriedly. 'I bet he noticed the truck was gone.'

Jonathan looked over at his son. "Clark, where have you been? Your mother and I were worried sick."

'Yep, he noticed,' Clark concluded with a sigh.

"Well, Clark, are you going to answer me?"

Clark put his good hand in his jeans. "I just went out for a drive."

"At two o'clock in the morning? What were you thinking? What if something happened to you, huh?" Jonathan asked urgently.

"I'm sorry. I didn't think anyone was awake," Clark apologized weakly.

"Well, you thought wrong."

"Look, I'm sorry alright!?" Clark snapped feeling a rise in his temper. "I just couldn't handle everyone treating me like I'm a four-year-old! I can take care of myself."

"Clark, you need to stop acting so reckless. Look at the condition you're in - if that attacker came back looking for you, what would you do, Clark? You still don't have your abilities back. Who knows what he could do."

"You know what, Dad? I don't need someone watching over me every minute of every day! And don't think I haven't noticed you ask Lana, Chloe, and Pete to watch me when you can't. I don't need them to baby sit me!"

Clark turned and started to walk away, but Jonathan caught up to him spinning him around. "Where are you going?"

Clark yanked his arm away from his father's grip. "Away from here."

That's when the dizziness hit him. It felt like the whole world was swirling around. "Dad? What's happening?" That's all he said before everything went black.

Jonathan caught Clark and slowly lowered him to the ground. "Clark? Clark! Come on, son, wake up." He turned back to the house with panic in his voice. "Martha!"

Martha ran outside over to Jonathan and Clark. "What happened to him?"

"I don't know."

Martha put her hand against Clark's head. "Jonathan, he's burning up! What are we going to do?"

"I need you to go inside and call Pete. Tell him to get over here as fast as he can."

Martha nodded and ran inside. Within a few minutes, Pete was speeding into the Kents driveway.

Jonathan looked up. "Pete, could you help me get Clark inside onto the couch?"

"Yeah sure," Pete said as he grabbed Clark's feet.

After a few minutes of struggling, they finally got Clark into the house and onto the couch. Pete looked down at his fallen friend, then up at the Kents. "What happened?"

Jonathan shook his head. "I don't know, but I think the kryptonite is starting to take its toll on Clark's body."

"Jonathan, don't you think we should call Dr. Haslam?"

He shook his head. "No not yet"

"Jonathan, our son is dying, and you're just going to sit here and do nothing?"

"Mrs. Kent's right. You should probably call a doctor or something, Mr. Kent," Pete said helpfully.

"Just give Clark some time. He might wake up by tonight," Jonathan stated encouragingly.

"What if he doesn't, Jonathan? What are you going to do? Just assume he'll wake up the next morning?"

"Martha, calm down. Please give Clark until tonight. If he doesn't wake up, we'll call the doctor okay?" When his wife didn't seem totally convinced, he added, "Look, the kryptonite has taken this long to take affect, maybe it's almost out of his system and he just needs to rest."

"No, Jonathan, we will not wait. I don't care if someone does find out he's different. I'm calling the doctor whether you like it or not," Martha exclaimed, grabbing the telephone.

Jonathan watched in defeat as she started dialing. But just as she hit the connect button, the phone was suddenly knocked out of her hands. Then there was a voice.

"No, no, no. We can't have anyone calling the doctor to save young Kent here, now can we?"

Jonathan looked around, blindly searching for the source of the voice, but finding none. "Who are you? And why are you going after my son like this?"

"Oh, well I thought it was obvious."

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Sorry this one's so short but the next one should be a lot longer than this one is. I'd like to thank my wonderful beta for reading this and setting it right. Thank you all my wonderful reviewers.

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