Theme: Puppy
Title: Lost
Writer: Krysia
Fandom: Smallville
Rating: G
Clark felt numb. Again, he was a burden on his parents. Though, this time it was at the expense of his father's life. He ran a restless hand through his dark locks, ruffling them in the process. Absently, he shook his head to dispel the anger and resentment that spilled over him. It was time to focus what he was here for.
He stepped out of the truck and locked it carefully. As he stood outside the hardware store, a small girl crying off to the side caught his attention. Glancing around and not seeing an adult that would pass as the child's caregiver, he approached her slowly.
He crouched down before her. "Little girl, what's wrong?"
Sobbing so hard that she was barely coherent, she told him that her puppy was lost. He had run off and she couldn't find him. Quickly, he pulled out a handkerchief for her to dry her face.
"I know what it's like to lose that you care for. Maybe if you describe your puppy, I can help you find him."
The little girl's face lit up. "And maybe when we find him, I can help you find what you have lost," she responded with youthful enthusiasm.
Clark stood up and offered her his hand and a tight smile. 'I wish you could,' he thought to himself.