Clark sped from San Francisco to Metropolis in record time. He would have been pleased with himself if he weren't on a mission. Back at the home of the three witches, he had used his super hearing to eavesdrop on their private conversation.

Short blonde hair, stained glass window. The demon they referred to as Barbas is after Chloe. He had to get to watchtower and he knew the sister's would have tried to stop him or tag along. He wanted neither of those things, so he took off as soon as Leo turned his back without the slightest clue as to what he would be up against if he encountered this demon. All he could focus on was Chloe. And Lois.

He was miles away before anyone was aware of his absence. Bolting into watchtower he found the place a mess. It's clear the demon had been here and there had been a struggle. Movement near the staircase grabbed his attention. Oliver took hold of the railing and pulled himself off of the floor. Clark scanned the rest of the room and finally spotted Chloe. She was on her side, facing away from him, unmoving.

Aside from his parents, Chloe knows more about him than anyone else. He should have expected that she would be targeted. He should have come here sooner.

Clark sped over to her, turning her onto her back to assess the situation. No major cuts or bruising. Strong pulse. But still unconscious.

"Chloe?" He asked "Can you hear me?"

Nothing.

"Oliver, what happened? Are you okay?" He asked.

"I don't know." He replied.

At first glance, he looked okay. He refocused his attention to Chloe, who was starting to wake up.

She opened her eyes and smiled at Clark.

"Chloe, thank god." He said, embracing her for a hug.

He pulled away and her smile quickly faded.

"Am I Chloe?" She asked, her eyes searching his for answers.

Clark didn't speak, trying to figure out whether or not she was joking. He quickly realized it was no joke.

He looked at Oliver and realized that he wore an expression which matched Chloe's. One you might see on a young child that was separated from their mother in the grocery store. Lost. Panicked. Helpless.

Suddenly, Clark was feeling all of those things as well. He had underestimated this demon. It never crossed his mind that one would be able to completely wipe someone's memories. He has underestimated a lot lately, causing him to make a lot of wrong choices. He now wishes the sisters had come along. Even if he doesn't trust them, their paths have crossed for a reason.

The gods intervened to make sure they found each other and he needs to step back and let them take the wheel, he concluded.

Since neither Chloe or Oliver know who they are or what year it is, it was easy to convince them to go on a road trip, promising he knew people that could help them. He considered throwing both of them over his shoulder and super speeding back, but didn't want to frighten them or risk someone seeing them. So they loaded up in Clark's Toyota tundra and headed for San Francisco.

He spent half of the ride telling Chloe and Oliver as much as he could about their lives. Experiences they've had, things they like and don't like. Anything that might trigger their memory but it wasn't working. It may have actually done more harm than good as they both become very agitated. Oliver worked himself up so much that he started to hyperventilate. After unsuccessfully attempting to calm them, Clark ended up pulling over on the side of the road and giving them a light thump on the forehead. With his super strength, a flick on the head is enough to knock them out.

The other half of the ride he spent coming up with a decent apology for running out without a word and praying the sisters would be able to reverse the damage that's been done to two of his very good friends.

He badly wanted to call Lois but refrained from doing so just yet, thinking that it might not be safe to contact her. She had been asleep next to him when he was taken to the underworld. If the demons weren't interested in her before, he'd rather not give them any reason to be now. He hoped she was at the daily planet, burying herself in the next big story, safe and sound.