Here's chapter 11. I was on vacation in Pigeon Forge, Tennessee so that's why it took a little while to get the chapter up. I don't own anything except for Sarah Kent. Hope you like it. Thanks to my Beta Reader Squirrel Holding a Bazooka. You do a fantastic job. Keep it up!

Chapter 11: Rescues

The door opened with a creak revealing Richard. "Daddy," Jason gasped. Richard embraced his 'son'.

"Richard," Lois stammered. We got up and scrambled over to him. "How did you get here?" Lois asked after he squeezed us in a hug.

"I flew." Richard answered. I quickly realized he meant the seaplane. Our reunion was cut short when a very loud crash emitted from the room with the grand piano. The force of the crash sent us crashing onto the floor. I heard a, inaudible to the human ear, low metal groan. A piece of rock had pierced the bottom of the yacht and was lifting it up into the air.

We rose high and higher into the air as the piece of rock continued lifting us in the air. The four of us tumbled to the bottom of the pantry. Electricity crackled as wires snapped in two, cutting off the power. The only light we had was the gray sky we could see from the door above us- and I literally mean above us. Food in bags, jars, and cans fell around us.

Jason was held close to Lois and Richard wrapped a very protective arm around me. We sat in fear as we heard the metal groaning get louder and louder. It's not going to hold us, Richard thought.

We're going to fall, Lois feared. Then, the worst impossible thing you can imagine happened. The remaining cable that was holding the yacht together snapped and we increasingly fell down into the ocean.

"Mommy!" Jason screamed in terror. I heard the water slam hard against the sides of the broken yacht as we hit the surface. Water began filling the pantry from the bottom. And it was filling fast.

"Climb straight up!" Richard yelled over the rushing water. As best as I could, I kept some of the water down without giving my powers away. But it was too hard. I could feel energy draining from me very quickly. It was hard to keep hold on the wet rubber mat, but we managed to get to the door.

"Give him here!" Lois shouted. As Jason reached for Lois, a huge wave crashed into the door. Lois, who was near the door, fell into the water unconscious. The metal door had hit her very hard on the head.

"LOIS!" Richard bellowed with fear.

"MOMMY!" Jason sobbed. I held Jason keeping his head above the water.

"Richard, go! I got him!" I ordered. Richard submerged down under to rescue Lois, who was sinking down to the bottom.

"Mommy!" Jason shook.

"Jason," I soothed with a gentle tone, "It's going to be okay, sweat pea. Everything's going to be okay." With a sudden gasp of air, Richard broke the surface. Lois' eyes were still closed. I listened very hard for a heartbeat. I let out a small sigh of relief once I heard her beating heart. She's still alive! Jason placed his hand on the window just as the water swept over. For several minutes, we didn't speak. We were too afraid.

Suddenly, a red boot appeared on the window. My heart immediately leapt with a great deal of joy. "Jason, get on my back." I instructed him. He did what he was told and held on tight. I heard water rushing past us as we rose up from the ocean. When I could see the gray sky, the door was ripped off its hinges with a loud grind.

Light spilled over us and there stood Clark. Wind flowed around us blowing his cape in the breeze. And it looked freaking sweet. In one hand, he was holding onto the yacht. And in the other, he held it out. "Give me your hand." He said. Richard did what he was told and briefly went under water as he let go of the yacht. Sarah, hold on to my other arm. I'm going to let go of the yacht and grab your hand. I did what I was told and waited. "Have you got them?"

"Yeah," Richard replied. I nodded a yes. Clark released his grip on the yacht and he immediately slid his grip to my hand. Jason watched the wreck sink back into the sea. Clark descended down to a small familiar seaplane. Boy was I glad to see Richard's seaplane.

Once our feet touched the seaplane, Richard didn't hesitate on giving instructions. "Sarah, help Jason get buckled in." I opened the door and helped Jason in. The water rocked the plane back and forth spraying water at us. Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled as rain fell. Once I helped Jason, I went back out and checked to see if there was anything I could help with.

While Richard gently laid Lois in the back of the seaplane, Clark embraced me in a hug outside the plane. "Are you okay?" He asked. I nodded letting him warm me up.

"Thank you." I softly said.

"Anything to protect you," Clark replied kissing me on the head. I didn't want him to leave, but I had to let him do his job. "Let's get you inside."

"Just be careful when you go." I said as he helped me in. He nodded and hugged me once more. Jason kept watching Clark as he made sure that we're okay. I knew that Clark would be using his x-ray vision to make sure Lois didn't have any broken bones or torn muscles. Richard just happened to notice this.

"She'll be fine." Clark looked up assuring Richard.

"I can't take off in this." Richard gestured to the weather conditions.

"I'll point you in the right direction." Clark replied.

"Thank you."

Within a few minutes, we were up in the air heading back to Metropolis. I closed my eyes and let my throbbing head ease as the water on me ran up my back to heal my injury. My mind, unwillingly, began to look into someone's mind. It didn't take long to figure out who it was. Clark was flying to the biggest land mass that he saw.

Images began to flicker in my mind. Clark was weak enough to be beaten, Luthor standing there all smug about it, and Clark screaming in agony as a piece of Kryptonite was shoved into his back. I woke up with a startling gasp. "Richard," I suddenly panicked, "Richard, we have to turn around."

"Sarah, are you crazy?" Richard whipped around, "We barely made it out alive! And now you want to go back?"

"Richard, please!" I said with a frantic tone, "That landmass has Kryptonite in it." I explained with anger on the verge of boiling over, "If he's there, he'll die. Please." He was silent for a minute.

"Alright, hang on." Richard finally replied, "We're going back." Sarah, you're a little insane right now, but you have ways of being right about things.

I know.

Lois finally woke up ten minutes later. "Lois, are you alright?" Richard asked.

"Yeah," She replied, "what happened?"

"Superman,"

"Where is he?"

"He went back."

"Richard-" Lois began.

"I know. Sarah told me." He cut her off, "We're going back to help him." Lois turned around in her seat with a surprised expression.

"Really?" She mouthed. I replied with a nod. Lois twisted back in her seat. Wow, She thought, No one except Perry and I are able to convince him into something. Just then, someone's cries of agony filled my ears.

Oh no, it happened, I thought.

"Now fly." Luthor sneered. I fought hard to keep tears from falling. Soon, we reached the area where I knew my brother fell into the ocean.

"Superman's down there." Jason pointed at a spot at the window.

"Are you sure?" I asked getting up.

"Yeah," Jason replied. Then I saw him. I helplessly watched him bob up and down. And then, he went under, but didn't come up.

"Richard!" Lois' voice was filled with fear.

"Yeah I saw him." Richard replied, "Strap in."

"Sarah?" Lois asked with a stern expression.

"Yeah?"

"How decent of a swimmer are you?"

"Very decent,"

"Good because you're going to help get him up here." Lois explained. I nodded once in reply. The wait was very excruciating. Once we reached the spot where Clark went under, Lois and I scrambled getting our seatbelts off, opened the door, and dived in the water.

I saw Lois' figure swim past me. I breathed in water feeling the familiar, but weird, feeling of water turn into oxygen. I followed Lois and stayed close to her so that there would be moments of oxygen for her.

Hold on, Clark, I thought with hope, we're coming. I could feel the pressure increase as we got deeper and deeper. Soon, I saw a haze of red in front of us. The haze formed into a red cape and two red boots. I saw a head full of dark hair that floated freely. My brother was floating eagle-spread with closed eyes and he was sinking fast. I kicked vigorously and moved fast down to him. I caught his cape when I was in reach of it. Lois was behind me and together, we pulled him up to us.

We seized him around the arms and quickly swam up to the surface. Clark's head lolled to the side as we moved with haste. I kept my eyes on him as the surface drew closer and closer. The wind greeted me with a harsh dagger-piercing feeling. Lois gasped for air as she surfaced. We struggled to keep Clark's head above water, but Richard dived into the water and swam fast to help us.

My hand underwater made movements to remove any water that was in Clark's lungs out through his mouth. I did manage to get all of it out, thankfully. One problem we faced was getting him in the plane. He isn't exactly what we would call 'light'. "Sarah and Lois, you two grab underneath his arms and I'll grab his legs." Richard instructed, "Then we'll lift him up and get him in the seaplane." The three of us went to our positions and heaved him into the plane.

"Oh God," I groaned painfully, "he's so much heavier than he looks." Lois and Richard managed a weak, painful chuckle. Finally, we got him in. Richard jumped into the pilot seat and switched the engine on while I slammed the door shut. I hurried back to help Lois with Clark. He was moving a little, but his eyes were still closed.

The engine spluttered into life and we took off. Lois cradled Clark's face between two hands. His eyes opened blearily and rolled back closing them. "Richard!" Lois panicked.

"I'm trying. It's too choppy!" He yelled back. I placed my hands on the floor and concentrated on the sea.

Calm down, I ordered with a scream in my mind. The water obeyed making the rough waters smooth for takeoff.

"Oh, my God," Richard whispered with fear. We were being sent towards rocks for a collision. He jerked the wheel hard to the left narrowly avoiding them. The right wing broke a chunk off, but that was the least of our problems. Our path ended on a precipice that water flowed down. We were sent into an immediate nosedive.

Lois and I were forced to hang on to something. Jason was shaking in his seat with wide eyes, and Richard was pulling on the steering wheel very hard, letting out a yell of agony. I squeezed my eyes shut waiting for impact. But fate had other plans. Instead of crashing, the plane rose up just in time. Richard let out a joyous laugh, Jason was silent, and Lois and I immediately scrambled up from the floor to help Clark.

She found the piece of Kryptonite that was shoved in his lower back. "Get a pair of tweezers." She pointed to a glove compartment. I hurried to it and pulled them put handing it to her. She sucked in a deep breath. "This is going to hurt." The tweezers gripped the shard and Lois pulled. Clark let out anguished yell as the shard left his body. We stared at the inch-and-a-half long shard that was mostly covered in his blood.

Lois went to open the door and threw the shard out. Clark's blue eyes opened and I helped him sit up. "How did you find me?" He asked as Lois joined us. We looked at Jason as he turned around in his seat. "Thank you," Clark replied. He got up limping to the door and opened it.

"What are you doing?" Lois panicked.

"I have to go back."

"You're hurt." Lois' eyes brimmed with tears. Clark smiled sadly at us.

"Good bye, Lois." Then he jumped out into the calm sky. Lois watched him as he rose high into the air taking in the sun's energy. Tears fell silently down her face. Out of all the times I've been in great pain cause by the five years when Clark was gone, Lois was there to comfort me. Now, she needed me. I embraced her in a very comforting hug.

"Just wait. Everything will be okay." I murmured.