A/N: Takes place just after the events of season 7 episode 6 Lara. Contains incest, don't like don't read.
He advanced closer, pulling out the syringe that would end her life. She thrashed back and forth against her restraints but there was nothing she could do. The meteor rock- kryptonite her cousin called it- had already rendered her powers useless.
"Please... don't."
"This is for your own good." He replied, his voice sounding exactly like her father's had whenever he was going to punish her for misbehaving. He stuck the IV in her arm and injected the liquid kryptonite solution into the IV. She watched as the solution made it's way down the tube that connected the IV to her arm, each second seeming as though it were an eternity. She felt the kryptonite begin to burn in her veins and her heart beat faster and faster, as if her body was sensing that the end was near and was trying to get as much as possible out of these final moments. She thrashed, as if attempting to somehow stop the poison from spreading through her system.
"NO!"
"NO!"
Clark heard Kara's scream and instantly dropped the bail of hay he was running to the barn and changed course, getting to Kara's room in under a tenth of a second. He saw her curled up into a fetal position, tears running down her face, hearing the word no being repeated over and over.
"Kara?" He said, walking over to her. She didn't respond just kept repeating the word no again and again, as though she were locked in some sort of prison about to be tortured. He tried to wrap his arms around her but she flinched away from him as though terrified that he were going to hurt her.
"Kara, it's me, it's Kal." He said, and suddenly she opened her eyes and looked at him, relief clear in her eyes.
"K...Kal?" She asked as he used his hand to wipe the tears from her face. Suddenly Kara threw herself into his arms, and Clark could feel her shaking as she pressed her face into his chest.
"Oh K...Kal it was h-horrible. I was tied to the table and he was going to k-k-kill me. I tried to fight but there was n-nothing I could d-do." She wailed, her voice muffled by her face pressing into his shirt, as a new wave of tears began to fall down her face. As he heard her wails Clark finally understood what was causing his cousin to be so terrified.
"Shh, Kara, shh, it's ok. He is never going to touch you again." Clark told her, feeling rage build as he thought of how she had been strapped down by Agent Carter, and he knew that if Lionel hadn't killed him, Clark would hunt him down and kill Kara's captor himself. He cursed Carter to the deepest pit of hell for what he had done to Clark's cousin. Thinking of how he had found her just moments ago, Clark felt pain pierce his heart as he realized just how Kara had looked. In the short time that he had known her he had seen Kara irritated or sad, but he had never seen her so broken before. She had seemed as though she was going to shatter at any second, and even with all of his powers, Clark was totally helpless to do anything.
"Are you going to be alright Kara?" Clark asked as she finally lifted her face from his now tear-stained shirt.
"I...I'll be ok Kal. I'm sorry I bothered you."
"Never apologize Kara. You could never be a bother to me." He told her, giving her a hug. After several minutes he let her go, and walked towards the door, intent on finishing his chores before he went to sleep himself. However, he had barely gotten halfway to the door before he was stopped by his cousin's voice.
"Kal... would you stay? Please? Just until I fall asleep?" She asked and Clark hesitated for the briefest of an instant before he walked back over to the bed. Kara moved over to make room and Clark slid under the covers next to her.
"Goodnight Kal." She told him, kissing him softly on the cheek, and wrapping her arm around him. She laid her head on his chest and shut her eyes, and within minutes she was asleep. Clark tried to disengage himself from her grip, but Kara gripped her arm more tightly around his chest, preventing him from moving. Realizing that he wasn't going anywhere anytime soon Clark just laid his head back on a pillow, and in a few short moments, he too was asleep.
"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?"
Those were the words that woke Kara up just as the rooster crowed the following morning. She opened her eyes, finding her arm still wrapped around Clark's chest, smiling as she realized that she had no more nightmares that night, and she knew without a doubt that it was all because of the man lying beside her. However her moment was interrupted as her eyes landed on Lana Lang, who was glaring at her with such an intensity that she was sure if looks could kill she would be dead.
"Lana it's not what you think." Clark told her, still unable to get out of Kara's grip. Kara's eyes dropped slightly and she found herself wishing that it was what Lana thought it was. However, before her thoughts could continue she felt Clark stiffen just as Lana turned around and marched out of the room, calling over her shoulder as she did.
"Clark, we're done."