AN: Hi everyone. Thank you for such great reviews. I can see that I've stirred up some questions with this fic and I can say that all shall be revealed. Oh, to Foxy, I just might be using your Martha suggestion. I really hadn't included the poor woman's predicament in my original version but now I just may have to add something . Sorry about the shortness of the chapter. It just seemed like a good place to leave off but I promise that because this is a relatively short chapter that I will be updating sooner.

Chapter 6

During the short ride to the junkyard, Jonathan thought over what it would be like uncovering his beloved car. Throwing off the car cover and jumping into it just like old times. The orange race car would come in handy when trying to shake off Barnum's men. First thing he would have to do though, would be take it to L.B.'s and get it tuned up.

Jonathan pulled up to the warehouse and got out, Jack trailing behind him. They both coughed when he finally opened the door and a swirl of dust flew out. Jack reached blindly in against the inner wall and found the light switch. The inside was in complete disarray. Wrecked cars covered the floor, in no organized fashion either of the men could see. Even with the General Lee's bright orange paint job, neither man could spot the car. Without a word, they split up searching. Just as Jonathan tried to look behind a large van he heard Jack call to him from the other side of the room. He jogged over not pleased with the deep frown on Jack's face. Jack gestured to the car and suddenly Jonathan knew why. It was a complete mess. If it didn't have the rebel flag painted on the roof, there was no way they could have picked it out this easily from the other wrecks. The color had greatly faded and the inside was torn to shreds. Probably done by animals that had used the poor General as shelter for a stormy night. All four tired were deflated and the front fender looked like even the smallest movement and it would fall off. Jonathan noticed Jack looking around the giant room.

"What?"

"Just wondering how we're going to get him out."

Jack's eyes roamed over the sides of the building looking for the large car door that they could tow the General out of. Two wrecks left of the former stock car stood the closed garage door.

"Jon, go out and pull the car around to that car door. We'll have to tow out these two heaps first though."

Jonathan nodded and left quickly. By the time he backed the car up to the side of the warehouse Jack had been able to get the door open. Jonathan popped the trunk open and got out to help Jack with the chains in the trunk.

Over the next hour it was slow goings. All three cars didn't seem to want to leave their spots but eventually with sweat, a little blood, and some yelling, the General was out in the sunlight for the first time in over twenty years.

Jack and Jonathan stood to the side and gazed at the poor sight. The General Lee looked even worse out in the sunlight. Even though the car had been stuck inside, the once brilliant color had faded so it was a very pale orange. The fender had actually fallen off when they had moved the poor car so Jonathan had put the hunk of metal inside the car. Both men felts a sting of sadness at they looked at their beloved car.

Jack called L.B. asking for a tow to the garage for the General while they headed back to the farm to see how things were going there. The guys locked up the building, leaving L.B.'s keys on the hood of the General Lee then left.

Stepping into the farmhouse, Daisy asked them how the old car was. She was shocked to find out his condition. It felt like a family member had been abused and neglected. Funny how much attachment you can have to a car. While Jack sat at the kitchen table talking with Daisy, Jonathan borrowed his cell phone and walked outside to make a call to home.

"Hello?"

"Clark! How are ya doing, son?"

"Dad, thank God you called. Mom's been kidnapped. They took her while I was out. I'm so sorry, Dad. I knew I shouldn't have left her alone." Though he knew he should try to stay calm, Clark's voice was panicked.

"Calm down Clark, it's not your fault. We'll find her." Oh god, they have Martha now!

"Dad, where are you? I can come and help."

"No, son. I want you to stay at the house and wait to see if the kidnappers call."

"But Dad, I can help! This has something to do with you and Uncle Jack right?"

"Clark, I need you in Smallville right now. Besides, what would Jack say if suddenly you had shown up right after I talked to you? I know you want to help but the best thing you can do right now, son, is stay at the farm."

Jonathan knew his son was miserable but he couldn't risk exposing the Kent secret. Knowing he couldn't stay on the phone long, Jonathan said goodbye and saying that he would call in a few hours to check up on the situation. Jonathan walked into the house angrily. He knew his temper was getting the better of him again but he just couldn't help it this time. They had his wife! This was suppose to only involve Jack and himself. His family was supposed to stay out of it. Jonathan guessed that Barnum would do just about anything to get back at the two of them. Both Daisy and Jack looked up when they heard the screen door slamming knowing something had gone wrong in Smallville.

"They've got Martha," announced Jonathan before anyone could ask.

"What?"

"Barnum's men got my wife, Jack. Clark's fine though."

Jonathan knew Martha was fine for the moment. Most likely they would just use her as bait to get to him. Anyone in Smallville could see how much he loved her. He just hoped that he could save her when it came time. Losing her just wasn't acceptable.

"I'm gonna head out to the barn." He needed to clear his head.

As soon as Clark hung up the phone, Chloe announced she had his father's location. She had traced the connection while Clark was talking to his father. Though she couldn't hear what was being said, she could still trace it.

"He's in a little place called Hazzard, Georgia. On the Strate farm."

"That's not far from the motel you found Uncle Jack check into," said Clark looking at the map covering the laptop's screen.

"But why would Senator Jennings need to make a stop there with your dad?" asked Pete.

Clark ignored the question as he thought of a way to get rid of Chloe so he could use his gifts to get to his father. Pete seemed to pick up on this.

"Chloe, let's go. We'll leave Clark alone for a while."

The junior reporter looked a little bewildered but followed Pete's lead. She gathered up her stuff and left with Pete offering her condolences. Clark silently thanks the heavens above for the great friend Pete was. As soon as the car was out of sight of the farm, Clark was gone. Since he had taken a hard look at the map, Clark knew exactly where he needed to go. Within a few moments he slowed down to normal walking speed as he spotted the mailbox that marked the entrance to the farm. He walked up the dirt driveway a little until the white farmhouse came into view and hid behind some bushes. He couldn't just barge in and scare everyone. Uncle Jack would want to know how he got there so fast. With the minutes slowly ticking by Clark tried to think of a plan to somehow get Jonathan out of the house alone. Luck seemed to shine down on the young Kent as suddenly he saw his father walking out of the house, heading toward the barn. When Jonathan disappeared into the building, Clark super sped inside.

"Dad!"

Jonathan nearly jumped a foot in the air. Spinning around he saw his son standing there with a big grin on his face.

"Clark? What are you doing here, son?"

The teen quickly explained how Chloe tracked him using Jennings cell phone signal.

"I know you want to help, son, but there isn't anything you can do right now. Jack and I have it under control."

"Then just tell me what's going on, dad," pleased Clark.

He did have a right to know what the hell was going on. Why his father had suddenly run off with his uncle and why his mother had been kidnapped. Jonathan sighed, knowing that it was time for Clark to know the truth about his life.

AN: Ok time to review! Please tell me what you think. Personally I didn't like this chapter but you guys might be thinking differently. Again, all shall be revealed in due time. Also, as I said in the last chapter, I know with the whole General Lee thing, it seems alot like the Reunion movie. I swear that I wrote this before I ever saw the movie. It is cool that they are so alike but again I didn't try to rip it off from the movie.