-Chapter Seven-

Looking for a Saviour

Phoebe sat in her office looking over her letters, the revelation of Clark's secret still in her mind. Someone knocked at the door. She looked up to see Clark stood before her. "Hey," he said blankly.

"Hey," she replied softly. "How are you?"

"Fine," he said blankly, "how's Paige?"

"She's…"

Clark nodded she didn't need to say anything.

"Give her time," Phoebe said sympathetically. "She'll come around."

Clark nodded and sat down in the couch against the window. He buried his face in his hands rubbing his eyes. "What's the matter?" asked Phoebe concerned.

"Just everything that happened yesterday," Clark replied dimly, "I mean, I blew him up. Literally."

"It's what we do," Phoebe shrugged sympathetically.

"But, I took a life," Clark replied glumly. "How can I come back from that?"

"You didn't take a life," Phoebe replied, "He was evil. Demons are born to kill and we vanquish them."

"But, does it make it right?" Clark replied.

"Yes," said Phoebe bluntly. "Clark, it was self-defence. You didn't know they'd blow up you just were protecting yourself."

"What about Paige?" Clark asked.

"You really like her don't you," Phoebe said softly.

"Yeah," Clark nodded. "I haven't felt this way for... a long time."

"I think she's scared," Phoebe said sympathetically.

"Of me," Clark replied appalled.

"Well, you can't exactly blame her. I mean, both sides think you're here to take over. She saw you vanquish a demon as though he was nothing," Phoebe replied quietly as people walked past the door. "I mean, it's a lot to take in."

"Could you tell her to meet me on the San Francisco Bridge?" Clark said briskly, "I need her to understand."

"Why does she…"

"Just tell her to meet me there," Clark interrupted before darting out of the room, leaving Phoebe to phone Paige.

Clark stood on top of the San Francisco Bridge, a look of pain imprinted on his face as he stood with his eyes closed at the edge of the bridge. Blue lights descended from the sky and landed behind him. It's Paige.

"Phoebe told me you wanted to me to meet you here," Paige said nervously. "What's up?"

"I know what you're thinking Paige," Clark said opening his eyes. "That I'm dangerous and I'm here to rule, to conquer."

"What did you do read my mind?" Paige scoffed with a weak laugh.

"No, its written all over your face," he said weakly. "But, when I read that message from my father I thought the same thing to. But, I am not here to rule with as a tyrant. But, as a symbol for truth and justice."

"You'll have your work cut out," Paige chuckled weakly.

"It's worth it," Clark shrugged. He bowed his head and looked out onto the horizon. "Ever since I came here. I've tried to fit in but each day I'm reminded that I am an outsider." A small twinkle swam in his eyes as he looked at what he longed for. "But, with all this power I always knew I couldn't be, because my destiny is much greater than that. I'm here to help. To make sure the same thing that happened to Krypton doesn't happen to Earth. And during my travels. I listened."

"To what?" asked Paige inquisitively.

"Everything," Clark said closing his eyes, "everyday, I heard people crying out for a saviour. Everyday I heard people just trying to hold on just a bit longer."

Clark turned and opened his eyes. He looked deep into Paige's eyes. He grabbed her arms and without warning rocketed into the air. The wind blew through his hair and bashed against his face. He stopped hovering in the air. Paige looked down and grabbed him terrified.

Sirens echoed, there are hundreds of them. Clark looked at her. "Do you hear them? The sirens, each one going to someone in trouble. Do you understand now?" he asked quietly.

"I understand," Paige replied, "I have to deal with it everyday. It's just after everything I've seen, Demons, Furies, Mermaids, and Warlocks. It just freaked me out with the whole Alien thing."

"I know," Clark said understandably, "but, someone once told me that 'humanity is not only biology'."

"I know. It's just strange," Paige replied looking down her eyes widening.

"Strange is my middle name," Clark joked. Paige suddenly, kissed Clark. His eyes widened as a wash of excitement filled him and his stomach did a back flip. She parted. "What was that for?" he asked breathlessly.

"Sorry, its just that we're flying and I had to do something to," she breathed hungrily, "get my mind off it."

"Oh, did it," Clark asked his voice cracking a bit.

"A little," she replied seductively. Clark smiled. "Can we get down now?"

"Err... well, could you teleport us to the manor?" Clark asked gingerly.

"Can't you fly us there?" Paige asked confused.

"Well, I can only hover," Clark replied bowing his head and going red. Paige laughed softly kissing him before orbing in a million blue lights.

Unbeknownst to them the demon girl watched them. A small smile on her face. She disappeared in a ball of flames a high-pitched laughter followed her.