hey!sorry about yesterday everyone...i accidentally posted the wrong chapter...plz R&R
Clark tossed the bale of hay aside and continued to search for the missing wrench.
"Clark?"Lois' voice sounded from out side the barn.
"In here," he called, stepping out from the small alcove as Lois came inside.
"Have you seen Chloe?"
"Not since yesterday, why?"
"Her dorm was ransacked last night."
"What!"
"What time yesterday did you see Chloe?"
"Why?"
"Just answer the question, Smallville."
Clark studied her for a moment, "Around ten or so…why?"
Lois sighed, "Nobody's seen her since she left the Daily Planet last night."
Clark's jaw tightened, "So, Chloe's missing and her dorm was ransacked?"
Lois nodded, "Yes, but the only thing taken was her laptop and there was at least forty dollars, cash, sitting on the table."
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Clark looked around the small dorm; Lana must've cleaned it up. He walked over to Chloe's bed. Why would someone take only her laptop? As he started to turn away he noticed a piece of fabric sticking out from under the bed. Reaching down he pulled it out, it was Chloe's bag. He opened it, inside was an assortment of papers and pens, cds, and floppy disks. Taking the bag with him he left the dorm and headed toward the Daily Planet. After talking to the security guard who had been on duty when Chloe left; he headed off in the direction that Chloe had supposedly gone. He walked three blocks to the parking garage where Chloe normally parked. He finally found her small car on the roof. He pulled out his cell phone and dialed Lois' number. She answered on the first ring, "Hello."
"Hi Lois…"
"Oh, it's you. I was hoping it was Chloe."
"Lois, I found Chloe's car, it's still at the parking garage."
"Did she even leave the Daily Planet?"
"Yes, one of the security guards remembers seeing her leave."
"I'm worried, Clark."
"Me too."
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"Did you find her yet?" he asked into the speaker phone.
"No sir," the rusty voice replied.
He gritted his teeth, "I want her found!"
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Clark sat at the kitchen table, staring at the bowl of cereal before him.
"Clark, please eat something."
Clark looked up at his mother's worried face.
"I know you're worried about Chloe, we all are, but you need to eat."
He picked up his spoon and took a few bites of his cereal, "I don't know where else to look." When he received to reply, he continued eating. He was scared, he had to find Chloe. He needed her. His thoughts were interrupted by the ringing of his phone. He pulled it from his pocket and hit the button to answer it. "Hello?"
"Clark, its Lois. Can you meet me at the Daily Planet?"
"When?"
"As soon as possible."
"I'm on my way."
In a blur he was gone, speeding towards Metropolis.
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"How'd you find these?" Clark asked crouching down looking at the tire marks.
"I was trying to trace all possible routes she would've taken," Lois said studying the narrow alley, "And I stumbled across these."
Clark stood and walked farther down the alley, looking for clues, "Do you think they have anything to do with Chloe?"
Lois sighed, "I don't know."
Clark kept walking, halfway to the Metro Bridge the tracks cut off abruptly. Clark faced the bridge and concentrated. The bridge quickly faded from his sight as he studied the ground near it. Then he saw it.
"Hey, you okay, Smallville?" Lois' worried voice startled him.
"Yeah, I think I'll look out by the bridge."
Lois nodded and walked back into the alley. Clark headed toward the bridge going to the spot where he had seen the bullet. Leaning down he picked it up. He stood and turned; looking for more clues…that's when he saw it. Blood. It had dried on the upper railing of the bridge. Going over he looked down, terrified that'd he'd see Chloe lying below. When he didn't he felt relieved, before fear filled him. It was an overwhelming fear. For a moment all he could see was Chloe. The girl he had taken to the spring formal, the girl who had saved his life on several occasions, and the girl whose life he had saved countless times. The girl of his dreams.
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