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She cautiously entered the barn. Seeing no one she proceeded forward up the stairs and into the spacious loft. She began searching. She must be sure she was in the right place. She had just come across the stack of pictures when a voice startled her.
"Hey!"
She disappeared and the pictures fluttered to the floor.
Clark looked around, "Hello?"
Kneeling down he carefully picked up the pictures. They were of him and Chloe. He smiled, but it faded quickly; the sound of footsteps behind him caused Clark to spin. He hit something solid. A girl's voice cried out as she fell. When she hit the floor she became visible.
Clark looked at her, "Who are you?"
"Leah"
"What are you doing here?"
She bit her lip, "Clark Kent?"
He studied her, "Yes?"
"I need your help."
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Lex looked at the wasted young man. The man's face was swollen in spots, and already some areas were turning a sickly, bluish color.
"Do you want us to 'dispose' of him?"
"Not yet," he paused. The young man might still come forth with the information if only he could find the proper leverage. "I want you to have people watching anyone Ms. Sullivan would be likely to contact."
The man frowned, "How am I supposed to know who she'd contact?"
Lex gritted his teeth, "Have people watch Lois Lane, Clark Kent……oh, and have someone find Ms. Lang. We have a discussion to finish."
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Clark looked at the girl beside him, and he was filled with admiration, she was brave.
"She couldn't have made it far, she was in pretty bad shape," Leah sighed, "Luke was right we shouldn't have taken her to the hospital."
Clark nodded, "Maybe not, but if you hadn't she would probably be dead now."
"She still could be," Leah replied grimly.
Two hours later they were not any closer to finding Chloe.
"Maybe we should split up and search," Leah suggested. "If you give me the address of her dorm, I'll start there and check the surrounding area."
Clark nodded, gave her directions, and, after watching her walk away, headed off towards the Daily Planet. Instead of taking the usual way he started off in a more direct route.
Ten minutes later he exited the building feeling let down.
Where had Chloe gone? Then a thought struck him, Maybe she had gone to the parking garage where her car had been.
As he entered the dark parking garage he was surprised to see only a few cars parked along the sides. Shrugging it off he headed toward the elevator, just as he was about to step inside something in the stairwell caught his eye. He walked over and saw that it was a person huddled under a dirty, old blanket. He slowly reached forward and pulled back the blanket. His eyes met the pain filled eyes of Chloe.
