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Chapter 15: Nicodemus

Sarah sighed as she rode in the front seat of her dad's truck. She had to go to the dentist to get a cleaning, but she was afraid it would be something other than that. Brianna said it was better than watching a boring old movie in Lit class and that she was lucky to get out of it. Boy, was she wrong. Groaning, she turned to her dad.

"Don't make me go," she pleaded.

"Sarah, it's just a cleaning," Jonathon reassured. "It's not gonna kill you,"

"That's what you said last time,"

"Last time, we didn't know that you had a cavity,"

Sarah groaned again and pouted.

"You have nothing to worry about," Jonathon said. "We've limited your candy rations, and made sure you brushed your teeth twice a day. Trust me, you're not gonna get a root canal,"

Jonathon turned on the radio to a country station and sort of patter the wheel in beat. Sarah shook her head, but smiled humming along to the tune. Suddenly, she heard a the loud blaring horn of the car behind them. Jonathon looked in his sideview mirror as it continued honking at them.

"Whoa," he said. "What's your hurry, pal?"

Sarah looked back through the rear window and saw the car ram try and ram into their truck. Quickly, she turned back and fastened her seatbelt.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" she exclaimed. "What's this guys deal?"

"I don't know," Jonathon looked out the window as the driver went by them.

The guy in the other truck honked at them angrily and drove away. Sarah raised an eyebrow. This guy had some serious anger managment issues. She started to feel sorry for the people who even know him. But then, all of a sudden, the car started to swerve around and flipped over when it hit the ditch on the side of the road. It finally came to a stop, the car landing on it's top, when Jonathon pulled over.

"Stay in the car," he said as he pulled the seatbelt off. "Hey! In the truck! You all right?"

Sarah watched from the passenger seat as her dad pulled the man out. He was unconsious, and so he carried the man over his shoulders, and turned back to look at the tipped over car. Sarah wondered what was wrong when Jonathon turned to his truck.

"Sarah!" he shouted. "Get out of the truck! His car's gonna blow!"

Sarah immedietly jumped out of the car and ran to a farther spot and jumped into the farthest ditch with her dad and the unconsious guy as his truck exploded. After taking cover for several long seconds, Sarah pulled her head up slowly and looked around.

"You all right sport?" Jonathon asked.

"Yeah," Sarah nodded. "We need to get him to a hospital,"


Later that day, after taking the man to the hospital, Jonathon still took Sarah to the dentist. Even though she was part of an accident, that still didn't give her full rights to skip the appointment. Jonathon left her there, and told the dentist that her brother would be there to pick her up. So she sat in the chair for an hour, hearing some drilling and picking now and then, and finally it was over. After a few minutes of waiting in the lobby, Clark came through the door, and came to Sarah's seat.

"You all right?" he asked. "I just heard about the accident,"

"No broken bones," Sarah said as they walked out of the office.

"Who was the guy who rammed into you and dad?"

"Beats me. Doctors didn't run ID when we were there,"

Clark nodded and looked around, making sure the coast was clear. When it was, he picked his sister up, and they supersped to the farm, running through the front foor in a hurry.

"Mom? Dad?" called Clark. "I just heard about the, uh..."

Clark and Sarah stopped dead in their tracks. What happened in the kitchen would scar them for life. Their parents were making out! Clark covered Sarah's eyes, and turned themselves away.

"We did not need to see that,"

Jonathon and Martha looked up from their make-out session and smiled at their kids.

"Hey kids," Jonathon grinned a huge grin. "Just getting the old hero's welcome. You know what I mean?"

Jonathon slapped Martha from the behind. She yelped, and jumped a little bit. Sarah raised an eyebrow and looked at Clark. They've never seen their dad act like this before.

"What's going on with dad?" Clark asked his mother.

"I don't know," Martha shrugged. "He's been acting strange since he got home. Sarah?"

Sarah scoffed.

"Don't look at me," she held up her hands in defense. "I was on my way to the dentist,"

"Tell me there are..." Martha started.

"No Cavities? Mom, my teeth are shiny little pearls,"

Martha smiled as she and her kids turned and looked at Jonathon, who was just reaching into the fridge.

"Hey, Clark," he pulled a beer from the shelf. "Football game on TV. You wanna watch it with me?"

Clark seemed hesitant about this.

"Don't you have work to do?" he asked.

"Nah," Jonathon waved it off. "Chores can wait. Besides..."

With a slam on the counter, Jonathon cracked the top of the beer bottle, the liquid spilling over with foam at the top.

"Whoa!" Jonathon smiled. "I earned a rest. You can pick up the slack for me can't ya?"

Sarah and Clark looked at each other. Now they knew something was wrong with their dad. First he was making out with their mother, drinking beer, not to mention he was wiping the wet bottle on a curtain above the kitchen sink.

"Jonathon!" Martha scolded as she tossed him a towel.

Jonathon grabbed the towel in the air.

"It's good to see this whole hero thing didn't go to your head," Sarah said.

Jonathon held up the beer in approval. He didn't know that at that time, Sarah was being sarcastic about it. Soon, there was a soft knock on the kitchen door. Everyone turned to see Lex through the screen door.

"Hope I'm not interuppting," he said coming through the door.

"Hi, Lex," Martha smiled. "Come on in,"

"What's up Lex?" asked Clark.

"Looking for Mr. Kent," Lex replied.

But when Lex turned to face Jonathon, he found that the farm owner had a scowly look on his face.

"What do you want?" he sneered.

"I heard you pulled one of my employees out of a car today," Lex explained.

"The man works in LuthorCorp?" asked Sarah

"Yes. I wanted to see if you were all right,"

"No you didn't," snapped Mr. Kent. "You wanted to see if I was going to sue you or not. Of course, that would put an end to all my financial difficulty, wouldn't it?"

"Jonathon, that's enough!" Martha didn't approve of this behavior.

"No, it's not enough, Martha. You see, I don't like Lex Luthor. I don't like Lionel Luthor, and I don't like your friendship with my children. In fact, if all of you Luthors were to dry up and die, I wouldn't shed a tear,"

"Dad!" exclaimed Sarah.

The Kent kids couldn't believe this. They know Jonathon had issues with the Luthors, but not this much of an issue. Where was the Jonathon Kent that taught them to respect people even if they were downright mean? And I'm not saying Lex is, it's just that Jonathon had changed. Sarah held on to Clark's hand in worry as Jonathon belched loudly.

"I think I'll take a nap," he said leaving the room.


The next day, at school during lunch, Sarah was just telling Brianna and Allison about the day yesterday. When they heard the news, it took them a while to convince him.

"Yeah right," Brianna had said before. "Sarah, are you sure you didn't get a root canal yesterday, and the medical staff left you under the gas a bit too long? Cause you know, you see loopy things when you're into that stuff,"

Sarah scowled and opened her mouth wide open, to prove that she didn't suffer the pain and affliction of a root canal. So they sat down with their lunch trays on a lunch table outside, and talked while they ate.

"Wow," Allison started the conversation off. "Drinking beer, mouthing off, counter-macking with your mom? Congratulations. Your dad's regressed back to being a teenager,"

"Well," Sarah winced as she sipped some milk. "He's been under a lot of stress lately. What with the financial problems and loans..."

"Sarah, your dad's cracked!" Brianna stopped her. "I mean, who takes a 3 hour nap? In the afternoon?"

Sarah shrugged.

"I don't know," she said. "Allison's cousin?"

Allison gave off a look.

"Hardy-har-har," she said. "I'll have you know that that kid is way too hyper. In the morning he gets up at 6 am, repeat, 6 AM! And then he runs around the house like a hyper-active kid on way too much sugar, and after lunch, bye bye baby, it's lights out for a good 3 hours,"

"Hey guys!" said a voice.

The girls looked up from their lunch to find Chloe with a clipboard in hand. The girls looked at each other and shrugged. Chloe rushed up to them.

"Hey Chloe," the said togethor.

"What's your deepest desire?" asked Chloe. "I mean, if nothing was holding you back, what would you do?"

Allison raised an eyebrow, but figured she could answer Chloe's question. Looking around, she found a really cute guy who was on the Junior High Football team.

"I'd go make out with that hottie right now," she said dreamily.

Sarah and Brianna gaped at Allison. Here was a girl who called football players Cheating Jockstraps. And now she wanted to kiss him. Chloe shook her head as Sarah turned to her.

"Why the question?" she asked.

"Principal Kwan thinks I need to get more in touch with the pulse of the student body. So, I've decided to do a poll. I just wanted to ask Junior High students too, and since you guys are the only ones I know--Allison pick a different answer besides making out with your school's quarterback,"

"Yeah," Brianna agreed. "What is it with you and quarterbacks?"

"Why do you want me to change my answer?" asked Allison.

"Because," Chloe said. "Everything I've gotten so far has been either sex or violence related,"

"I just wanna kiss him and/or ask him out. Not the other thing. Beisdes..." Allison got up from her seat. "That's human nature. I'm gonna go ask for his number,"

Chloe shook her head with a smile as Allison skipped to the other side of the front of the school

"Bri," she turned to her. "What about you?"

"Um..." Brianna looked nervous about it. "Can I get back to you on that?"

"No problem. Sarah?"

Sarah looked at the clipboard.

"Well," she said. "...I'm gonna throw out a random one. Don't worry it's at least PG-13...I'd climb up the windmill in Chandler's Field,"

Chloe was impressed as she wrote it.

"That's your deepest desire?" she wanted to make sure first.

"Logan told me you can see Metropolis from up there,"

"Whoa. That boy gets out a lot, huh?...All right. I'll see you guys later,"

Chloe left with a triumphant smile on her face, just as Allison came back with the same look.

"I got his number!" she squealed.


After school, Sarah and Clark were in town that day, taking a walk around.

"So," Clark said. "Did Chloe show her poll to you guys?"

"Yeah," Sarah nodded. "I didn't see you on it though. Did you tell her deepest heart's desire?"

Clark cringed.

"Well..." he said.

Sarah shook her head.

"Don't tell me," she stopped him right there. "Your deepest heart's desire is Lana Lang,"

Clark nodded sheepishly.

"Yeah," he said. "Ever since Whitney's father's been in the hospital, there's been a no fly zone,"

Sarah sighed as the turned a corner.

"You know Clark," she was really getting annoyed with this subject. "There are other girls out there that don't require crossing an emotional minefield,"

Clark had to agree on that, but you know that boy doesn't just give up on Lana Lang.

"Yeah," he agreed. "But I can't just turn off my feelings for her,"

"You know," Sarah shook her head. "The choice is yours,"

Finally ending the conversation, the kids continued walking down the street. What they didn't expect however, was to hear tires screeching and horns honking. It's very rare to get road rage on the town streets in Smallville. Looking up, they saw a blue truck swerving around cars blocking it's path on the road.

"Hey, isn't that dad's truck?" Sarah asked, getting worried.

Just when Clark was about to answer, the car door from the drivers side opened up, revealing Jonathon Kent in a rage...while he was still driving!

"Where did you learn to drive, you jerk?" he yelled before closing his door.

Clark and Sarah watched as Jonathon's truck swerved around the corner and out of sight.

"Go get him!" Sarah said.

Clark supersped to the destination where their father might've gone, while Sarah ran after him in normal speed. She knew she wouldn't be much help this time, and that Clark would be able to handle it. When she was halfway there, however, she heard a gunshot. She stopped dead in her tracks. Did her dad bring the shotgun? What made him so mad that made him go over the top? Running as fast as she could she found her dad just collapsing to the ground.

"Dad!" she yelled as Clark bent down beside his father.

"Sarah!" Clark yelled out to her. "Call an ambulence!"


Later that hour, Martha and her children were standing outside Jonathon's hospital room window, listening to the doctor.

"His symptons indicate a severe anaphylatic shock," he explained. "But we can't detect any known antigens,"

"What is it then?" asked Martha turning away from the window.

"Truth is, if he'd come in just yesterday, I'd say I've never seen anything like it. But we admitted a car-crash victim this morning, a James Beels? Showed identical symptoms,"

"That's the guy dad saved," Sarah exclaimed.

"How's he doing?" Clark wondered.

There was silence. The doctor looked as though he regretted telling the family this, for it also concerned a family member.

"Not good," he said. "He fell into a coma an hour ago,"

Martha stood open mouthed in shock. If this happened to James Beels, it's possible it could happen to Jonathon. Clark hugged his mother tightly in comfort, as Sarah looked through the window at their dad's hospital room.There had to be something they could do. And she knew only one or two people who were able to help.


After calling Brianna and Choe at the Torch (and Lana since she also wanted to help), Chloe took everyone to the scene where Jonathon, Sarah, and the Beels dude had their car accident. It was nighttime so they brought a bunch of flashlights and looked around at the foggy area.

"Okay, uh," Lana said as they closed the car doors. "So what are we doing out here?"

"Well," Chloe started. "Mr. Kent and Mr. Beels both have the same symptoms,"

"And this is the only place they've been together," Brianna added as she turned on her flashlight. "We're assuming that whatever happened to Mr. Kent was caused by something out here,"

"What are we looking for?" asked Lana.

"Anything," Sarah said a bit desperate.

"Where's Ali?" asked Brianna. "Why couldn't she come? If she did, she'd scope out the place like a hound dog,"

"She's with that football player at the movies,"

"Wow," Chloe looked back at the road. "The debris starts from way over there and ends over in that ditch,"

Brianna followed the trail and her eyes went big as she was impressed with the whole scene.

"That's some serious road rage," she commented.

Lana and Sarah decided to split up from Chloe and Brianna and looked around at the edge of the woods. Chloe looked around the road until she thought she saw something move in the woods as she was taking pictures. Luckily she had her camera and took a quick shot before it disappeared int the darkness. Meanwhile, Lana and Sarah accidently got seperated a bit, but they found each other before long. As Sarah was looking in one direction she heard Lana.

"I think I found something," she called out.

Excited for some evidence, Sarah raced toward to where Lana might be. When she found her, she sneezed and smiled at her, holding up a burnt hula dancer that you put on the dashboard.

"Sorry," she said. "False alarm,"

"It's okay," Sarah said.

"Hey, come look at this flower,"

Sarah shined her flashlight to where Lana pointed. A strange looking flower was blooming up at her as she bent down. It was strange looking. Plenty of times, she had gone with her mother to Nell's Flower Shop, but never has she seen anything like it. It was swaying back and forth as it's pointed yellow petals sunk in, and blew out a green powder at her nose. Sarah covered it and sneezed as Brianna and Chloe came up

"What you guys got?" asked Chloe.

Lana and Sarah both stood up...accidently stepping on the flower, crushing it.

"Sorry," Lana said, holding up the hula dancer

"That's all right," Chloe said. "Let's get out of here. This place is a dead end,"

Everyone agreed and went back to Chloe's car with Lana and Sarah sneezing all the way there.


The next morning, Brianna was in the Jr. Torch room multitasking: Trying to get the issue proofread and done, while searching for information about Mr. Kent's symptoms and see if it could lead to any known disease. Allison walked in, putting her bag down by the door.

"How as your date last night?" asked Brianna as she looked over the articles they had written.

"...I hate football players," Allison grumbled. "...Except Whitney. He's my bud,"

Brianna giggled.

"What happened?" she asked.

"Let's see," Allison went over the events the previous night. "He called me 'Callie' the whole night, he took me to see a movie that he decided to see, not what we both agreed on, he hogged the popcorn, ate half of my Milk Dud's, and squirted soda through his nose and thought it was funny when it landed on some nerd's popcorn,"

"Ugh. Talk about your worst nightmare. What'd you do?"

"I ditched him when he was talking to some cheerleader. We went to the Talon to get some hot chocolate, and I don't think he noticed I went off without him,"

Brianna nodded in approval.

"That's my girl," she smiled. "Always coming back from the dark side,"

"I mean," Allison sighed as she slumped in her chair. "I don't know what the big deal is with guys. Why can't it be like in the movies? I was watching this one movie where this guy like this girl a lot, and he stood out in the rain waiting for her to come home just to tell her that he loved her,"

"Don't we all wish our lives were like that?" asked Brianna.

"...I heard about Mr. Kent. How's he doing?"

Brianna shook her head.

"I don't know," she admitted. "I've tried all the medicinal website since 6 am this morning. I looked up all the diseases known to man, and none of them seem to match the symptoms Mr. Kent and the Beels guy had. We went out to the site last night where they had the car accident. Found zilch. Nothing,"

Allison sighed, but furrowed her eyebrows as she heard wolf whistles outside the room. Boys were trailing after someone in the halls when she and Brianna looked out the door. Joey, the eighth grader who worked in the printer room, stopped by the kids.

"Hello earthlings," he grinned.

Like I said before in one of our previous episodes, Joey was a nerd. Brianna raised an eyebrow.

"Hey, Captain Geek-Wad," she said sarcastcially. "Who are you chasing after this week?"

Joey still grinned.

"It's Sarah," he said.

"What?" asked the girls in disbelief.

"Quit pulling our chain here," Brianna said as Allison looked at where Sarah might be. "She's way out of your league, and you're older than her. As a friend, I'm gonna say this nicely: You stalk her, I hurt you,"

"Bri," Alison slapped Brianna's arm.

"Ow! What?"

"Look at what Sarah's wearing,"

Brianna looked at what Allison was looking and went wide eyed. All the boys were crowded around her but they could see very clearly at what she was wearing. She was wearing a black, skin tight tank top, and black pants, with black boots. Her hair was in a loose ponytail, and she was practically modeling for the boys. Joey left the girls and looked at her too with googley eyes. Brianna scoffed in disgust.

"Who does she think she is?" she asked. "Sarah Kent, the Tomb Raider?"

While all of this was happening, Sarah spotted Logan looking on with the rest of the crowd. His dark blonde hair stood at the back of his neck as she walked over seductively to him.

"What's the occasion?" he asked.

"Nothing," Sarah smiled playfully. "I just thought we'd ditch school,"

"I...I can't. I'm failing English,"

Sarah scoffed and pushed him off.

"Geek," she said walking away.

As Sarah walked past the Jr. Torch office, Brianna and Allison pulled her in the room and closed the door.

"What are you wearing?" asked Brianna in disgust.

"And where'd you buy it?" asked Allison.

"Just something I found lying around in my closet," Sarah said

"Pfft," Brianna said. "More like the Halloween Box. Put on a jacket!"

"Why? I'm wearing this,"

"No you're not,"

"You're just saying that is because you're afraid to wear something like it. I'm wearing what the boys like,"

"Sarah," Allison said. "Boys like anything on a girl as long as it's skin tight,"

"Whatever. I've gotta go anyway,"

"The teacher won't let you wear that in class," Brianna said as Sarah opened the door.

"Who said I was going to class?"

"...YOU'RE GONNA PLAY HOOKEY!"

"That's right,"

"Sarah..." Allison moved forward.

Brianna sighed.

"At least can you finish your article?" she asked. "The paper's due today,"

"How 'bout..."Sarah said. "You finish it? Cause I quit,"


After all this had happened, Sarah played hookey like she planned, and the girls spent the rest of the day wishing that they could've done something. This was not the way Sarah acted. How could she have done this? It's like she changed overnight. They decided to go see Chloe and Clark after school to see what could possibly chage Sarah. When they got there however, they found Clark in a gym uniform, and a towel drying his wet hair.

"What happened to you?" asked Allison.

"Lana," Chloe said as they sat down beside her. "Started acting weird and...well...did something not very Lana-like,"

Brianna groaned.

"First Sarah, now this?" she asked.

"What do you mean?" asked Clark as he put down the towel. "Is Sarah all right?"

"Did you see what she was wearing when she left the house this morning? It was scary. Plus she played hookey today,"

"She ditched school?"

"Oh boy," Chloe commented. "Sarah's in trouble,"

"You know," Clark turned to her. "You guys must have missed something at the accident site. That's the only connection,"

"No," Brianna protested. "We didn't. Because me and Chloe were there and we're fine,"

Clark sighed and shook his head.

"It just doesn't make any sense,"

Allison shook her head as she took over Chloe's set on the computer. They were overlooking the pictures she and Brianna had taken on the accident site. In one picture, she saw something strange. A silouette of a person shown in the background.

"Wait," she said softly as she tried to zoom in. "Looks like you guys weren't the only ones out there,"

Everyone looked up and looked behind Allison at the picture.

"Who's that?" asked Brianna.

"I think it's Dr. Hamilton," Chloe took a closer look.

"The meteor freak?" asked Allison.

"Yeah,"

"What's he doing skulking around in the woods?" Clark wondered.

"I don't know...but I have a feeling it's not just coincidence. I'm gonna go talk to him. Brianna, you can come with me. You're dad's out of town for the weekend, and you're staying at my house,"

"Yes!" Brianna cheered to herself.

Brianna always liked staying at Chloe's house while her dad went to Metropolis for a job conference.

"I'm gonna go talk to Lana and find Sarah," Clark said. "I think whatever happened to my father is about to happen to them,"


Sarah walked into the Talon, and lounged on the couch listening to heavy metal music on a CD player. Everything had been going great. She hung out at a music store, and comics all day. She soon decided to get herself some coffee...now notice I didn't say hot chocolate. Just then, Lana came up, in an outfit similar to hers.

"Hey Sarah," she said. "Nice outfit,"

"Thanks," Sarah smirked.

Suddenly, a girl in a Talon apron came up to them.

"Lana, where have you been?" she asked. "Monique called in sick and we haven't got anyone to cover,"

"Why is this my problem?" Lana asked carelessly.

"Because, Nell's in Metropolis and you're the assistant manager,"

"Well, I'm taking the afternoon off, so I guess we're closing early,"

With that, Lana whistled to get everyone's attention.

"Listen up!" she said. "We're closing early, so coffee's on the house. Drink up,"

Sarah smirked and followed Lana to the back of the counter, filling themselves up with whip cream that you put on lattes and hot chocolate. They didn't realize Lex was there when he showed up.

"Lana," he said. "The Talon closes at 9,"

Lana wheeled around in her chair to face the billionaire play-boy.

"Not today," she said.

"You're not impressing anyone with the attitude, Lana,"

"You're wrong right there, Lex," Sarah smirked as she got some more whipped cream

Lex looked disapporvingly at Sarah, who just smirked.

"Sarah," he said. "Lana's talking to someone who set the bar for adolescent rebellion,"

"That's right," Lana smiled. "I heard you were quite the bad boy before you joined us here in Smallville,"

"It's nothing I'm proud of,"

"Please. You don't care about the Talon. You only invested because I asked you to,"

While Lana was keeping Lex busy, Sarah spotted a set of car keys on a table. She smiled, in a mischevious way. Those weren't just any car keys. They were Lex's car keys. While Lex's back was turned, she slipped the keys in her pocket. Lana watched all this over his shoulder and smiled as Sarah walked out and got into the passenger seat, waiting for her. She may be rebellious, but she knew she didn't want to get herself killed. After all, she was only twelve. Soon, Lana came running out and got into the drivers seat.

"Where do you wanna go, kiddo?" Lana asked as she reved up the fancy car.

Sarah smirked.

"Chandler's Field," she said as Lana stepped on it.

As Lana and Sarah drove off, Clark and Allison were just walking down the sidewalk when it passed. Allison furrowed her eyebrows.

"Tell me that's not Lex trying to drive off a bridge again," she said.

"No," Clark said softly. "It's Lana and Sarah,"


Meanwhile, Chloe and Brianna drove up in front of a house with a barn not too far away.

"This is his lab?" Brianna asked as she closed her door.

"Yeah," Chloe said as they walked togethor. "Why?"

"Because I'm thinking that the only lab that might be in there will be the dog kind,"

Chloe smirked and shook her head as they walked in. Brianna was wrong. It was a lab, it's just that...well...it seems that Dr. Hamilton was not such a people person. Everywhere they saw were meteor rocks and green lights. On a desk was an African American man reading an old looking book.

"Dr. Hamilton, hello," Chloe said. "Chloe Sullivan, Smallville Torch. And this is Brianna Arkin, Editor in Chief for Smallville Jr. Torch. We spoke a few times on the internet about the meteors?"

"Oh," Dr. Hamilton simply said. "Chloe,"

"Well, uh," Chloe dug into her purse and took out a picture. "Can you tell us what you were doing out in the woods last night?"

Dr. Hamilton took the picture and sighed. It was a picture of him in the woods the night Lana and Sarah were infected.

"What I do there most nights," he said, slightly annoyed. "Search for meteor samples. I find it easier to spot them with flashlights--Get away from there!"

Brianna jumped. As Dr. Hamilton was talking, she was looking, just looking, at a few meteor rocks in a tank.

"So you didn't see me and my friends," Chloe confirmed.

"I heard voices," Dr. Hamilton remembered. "I saw flashlights, I know that kids like to party, and as you know, I don't like company!"

"So you weren't there looking over the accident scene?" asked Brianna.

"What accident?"

Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, Chloe saw a book that Dr. Hamilton just put down. It was titled "The Nicodemus Diary". Let's have a little history lesson, shall we? In the 1870's, in an early settment of Kansas, a priest left a diary behind, reminiscing the events of the deaths of over 200 people, who died overnight. A strange flower was the blame and it caused the villagers to act strangely. Brianna and Chloe didn't know this, but they were willing to find out.

"We must be mistaken," Chloe said. "Sorry to have bothered you,"

"And what were you doing in the woods last night?" asked Dr. Hamilton as they started to leave.

"Partying with my friends,"


Lana and Sarah stopped in front of the windmill, and overlooked it.

"So," Lana smiled. "You're gonna climb up there?"

"Oh yeah," Sarah started walking toward it.

As Lana watched Sarah start to climb up, Clark and Allison had supersped after them, and stopped.

"Lana," Clark said as he put Allison down. "What's going on? Does Lex know you and Sarah have his car?"

Lana smirked.

"He should by now," she said as she walked to go up the ladder.

"Look, something happened to you," Clark said as he and Allison tried to catch up with her. "I just don't know what is,"

"It's called self-confidence!" Sarah had just gotten to the top.

Clark looked up and saw his sister up on the windmill.

"Sarah what are you doing up there?" he yelled.

"Being free!" Sarah yelled back. "For the first time, I'm not repressing my feelings. I'm free!"

"No, you're not!"

"You should talk," Lana scoffed. "You had me in the pool, and you didn't take your chance. I see the way you look at me. Why don't you just tell me how you feel?"

"Lana, you're sick. I need to get you and my sister to a hospital,"

"Don't avoid the question, Clark. Are you in love with me?"

"...Lana..."

Sarah let out a laugh as she swung her legs from the edge.

"Such a coward," she said as Lana started going up. "Can't even answer a simple question,"

"You want me," Lana said as she climbed up. "Come and get me,"

Allison shook her head and stood by Clark.

"I don't believe this," she commented. "They're nutcases! Lana! Sarah!"

"What are you doing?" Clark yelled with her. "Come down,"

"What's the matter Clark?" taunted Sarah. "Afraid of heights?"

Clark sighed. Sarah knew Clark had this fear of heights, and flying. This wasn't her. That's why he had to get Lana and her to a hospital before something terrible happened. Sorry to say it, but it was about to. Lana and Sarah both started to get a bit dizzy. Everything was looking a bit white. Lana collapsed first and fell through the air.

"Lana!" Clark said before he caught her.

Allison looked up, and noticed Sarah, swaying a bit too.

"Oh my gosh," she said softly. "Clark! Clark!"

Clark looked up to find his sister, slipping off the edge of the windmill. After he put Lana safely on the ground, he supersped to her destination, and caught his sister.


A little later, Allison and Clark were with the paramedics, escorting Sarah and Lana to hospital rooms. They passed Mr. Kent's room, and Mrs. Kent came out, looking worried.

"What happened?" she asked.

"They've got the same symptoms as Mr. Kent and Beels," Allison said softly.

Martha knew Allison was scared, and she hugged her in a comforting way.

"How's dad?" Clark asked softly.

Martha looked horrified when Clark asked that question.

"He slipped into a coma," she said. "The doctors don't know how long he'll last,"

Allison started to show tears in her eyes. She didn't want her friends to die. Crying a bit, she moved from Martha to Clark. Clark held her, as she cried into his chest. Lex came out of the hospital room, and to Mrs. Kent as Clark and Allison looked at Mr. Kent through the window. He was just visiting the Kents to see how they were doing.

"Mrs. Kent," he said. "I've got doctors flying in from Metropolis. I'm going to do everything I can for Mr. Kent and Sarah,"

Martha nodded, thankful for Lex's chivalry and walked into the hospital room to be with Mr. Kent. Lex looked at Clark and Allison. Both were upset over the events and wanting this to be over.

"Clark, I'm sorry," Lex apologized.

"It's not your fault Lex," Clark said softly.


Later, Brianna called Clark and said that they had some information that might help explain the whole situation. So Clark and Allison went back to Smallville High, where they found Chloe, Pete, and Brianna at a lunch table with a few things.

"Dr. Hamilton had a copy of this book in his barn," Chloe started giving Clark a book.

"'The Nicodemus Diary'," Clark read

"It's a firsh-hand account of Smallville's first mystery," Brianna explained. "In 1871, the whole settlement wen postal before they even had a post office,"

"Nice to Smallville was still whacked before the meteors got here," Pete put out an optimistic remark.

"Yeah," that made Chloe smile. "In the diary, they talk about a flower. The settlers called it Nicodemus. They said it liberated repressed feelings, sent them into rages, the fever and finally--well--,"

Chloe stopped herself before she could say the worse. Clark didn't have to have Chloe tell him that the last stage was fatal.

"All right," he said. "Well, where can we find this flower?"

"Well, you see," Brianna winced. "That's the glitch. After the massacre, the cavalry torched the whole settlement. They wanted to make sure that whatever caused it wasn't gonna spread. The flower's been extinct for over 100 years,"

"But what does Hamilton have to do with this? Isn't he a geologist?"

"With a meteor fixation," Chloe said.

"We tracked down this paper he wrote six years ago," Pete pulled out a booklet from his backpack.

"Metropolis University Press," Clark read the publishers signature.

"I think this is the last straw," Chloe said reading it. "In it, he postulates that meteor rocks can be used to irradiate dormant plant cells,"

"So you think Hamilton pulled a Jurassic Park and brought back the Nicodemus," Allison said.

"And now he's trying to cover it up," Brianna finsihed.

"Let's go talk to him," Clark suggested.

"Wait," Chloe stopped him as he got up. "There's more. Dr. Hamilton didn't check out The Nicodemus Diary. Lex did,"

Clark and Allison looked at each other in surprise, and looked back at Chloe.

"You think he's involved?" Allison asked.

"I told you all along he was bad news!" declared Pete.

Brianna made a face at Pete. Pete had issues with the Luthors. But it wasn't Lex's fault. Twelve years ago after the meteor shower, Lionel Luthor had taken his family's Creamed Corn Factory, and Pete still had a grudge ever since.

"Pete," she said. "We don't know anything yet,"


That night, Clark and Brianna were walking down the sidewalk by the Talon to find Lex talking on his cell phone. When he looked up to find them, he told the guy on the other end he would call back, hung up, and looked at them.

"I just got off the phone with the doctors," Lex explained. "They think they've isolated the problem,"

Clark looked down a bit.

"Does it have to do with the Nicodemus flower?" he asked

Lex was a bit shocked and sighed a bit. He had been cornered with this issue.

"We know that you checked the diary out od the library,"

"...Yes, I did, Clark,"

"Why?" asked Brianna

"Because my property was built on the site of the original settlement. I always thought it was an interesting story. When I heard about Mr. Kent's symptoms, I remembered it, and tracked it down to see if it could be any help,"

"Why didn't you tell me about it?" asked Clark.

"Clark," Lex started walking down the sidewalk. "It's a crackpot story. I was grasping at at straws,"

"Do you know Dr. Steven Hamilton?" Clark walked with him.

"Who's that?"

"Don't lie to me!"

Clark grabbed Lex by the shoulder, and made him turn to face him. Brianna was a bit surprised to see Clark act like this, but Lex was calm.

"Clark," he said softly. "Calm down,"

Hesitantly, Clark let go of Lex.

"I know you're worried about your father, Sarah, and Lana, but I checked the book outo fthe library. That's it. I'm not resposible for what happened and I'm doing everything in my power to fix it. That's the truth Clark,"


Meanwhile, Chloe, Pete, and Allison crept into the lab/barn of Dr. Steven Hamilton. They knew that Hamilton must have at least one flower hidden in his barn.

"Okay," Chloe said. "Keep your flashlight low. Bri, stay close to Pete,"

"You're an expert on breaking an entering now?" asked Pete sarcastically.

Brianna rolled her eyes, and stayed close to Chloe and Pete, looking around the dark lab. When she took another step, she knocked over something and jumped when it sounded. It was only a broom.

"Be careful," Chloe warned as she put the broom back up.

"Sorry," Brianna winced. "I'm sorry,"

Chloe had Brianna stay with her while they searched for the whereabouts of the mysterious flower. While looking through lab refrigirator, you know the kind you put medicine and chemicals in, they heard a crash and turned around, gasping.

"Pete, what happened?" asked Chloe still whispering.

Pete wasn't there. Brianna and Chloe spent a good few seconds searching, until Brianna felt something crack under her foot. Looking down she saw glass everywhere and a flower out of it's case. Chloe pulled Brianna away from it, for fear she might get infected. When they turned around however, they saw Pete, with a sickly grin on his face.

"You looking for me?" he asked.

"Oh no," Chloe whispered as she pulled Brianna behind her.

"Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?"

Pete stroked Chloe's hair, but she pulled it away.

"Okay, Pete," she said calmly. "You've been infected. We've gotta get you to the hospital,"

But as Chloe and Brianna, Pete grabbed them, and turned to face them, with an angry expression on his face. Brianna grew scared as she slunk behind Chloe.

"That's right," Pete said dangerously. "Ignore Pete. He's just the funny guy. You don't have to sweat his feelings, because you've only got eyes for Clark,"

"Calm down, Pete," Chloe said, growing afraid. "I'm gonna call Clark,"

That hit the roof with Pete. As Chloe dialed Clark's number, he threw stuff off from a nearby table, and kicked them. Chloe and Brianna watched him in his anger stage of the infection.

"He's probably hanging out with his new best friend Lex Luthor," he said as he kicked the table.

Chloe and Brianna watched, afraid to do anything. From under a pile of papers, Pete found a gun, buried in the depths of meteor rock research. He picked it up, and held Chloe and Brianna at gun-point.

"Give me your keys," he said threateningly to Chloe.

"Why?" asked Brianna timidly. "Where are you going?"

Pete cocked the gun.

"I'm serious Chloe," he said.

The girls didn't do anything.

"GIVE ME THE KEYS!"

Silently breathing, Chloe slowly took her car keys out of her pocket, and Pete snatched them from her hands.


Allison walked into Mr. Kent's hospital room silently with Clark. They had just been at Sarah and Lana's room, and they just slipped into comas. Clark sat down by his mother as Allison curled up in a chair.

"How is he?" he asked softly

Martha shook her head.

"Not good," she whispered. "...Clark, Ali...Mr. Beels died half an hour ago,"

Clark looked shocked and looked at his father, and out the door, as if to see his sister's room. He took his mother's hand.

"With all my abilities, there's nothing I can do," he said slowly. "...What do we do if dad and Sarah--,"

"I don't know," Martha did not want to think the worst. "...Did I ever tell you about the first time I met your father?"

Clark shook his head as Allison came to sit with them.

"No," he said.

"He came to Metropolis U to take a finance course," Martha explained. "And he was sitting by a fountain, all denim and flannel, eating an apple. And I asked to borrow his notes. He didn't know that I was the note-taker for the class. He still doesn't,"

"You were sly, mom,"

"...He was so cute. So, I asked him for his notes, and he just handed over his notebook without even asking my name, and I said 'How can you be so sure I'll bring it back?' and he said...'I perfer to believe in people',"

Clark smiled in a thoughtful way.

"It sounds like dad," he commented.

"And I remember looking at him, completely embarassed, because I was thinking the dumbest thing. I was thinking...'I hope he marries me'. I still think that," Martha was breaking down into sobs. "Everyday there's a part of me that says 'I hope he marries me',"

Clark pulled his mother into a hug, and Allison hugged them both, comforting them. Clark looked at his father on the hospital bed. He did not want to lose his father, his mentor, his best friend in the whole world. This man taught him to be humble, to look for the good in people. He did not want to lose that. A knock on the door sounded and Chloe stuck her head through the doorway.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Kent," she said quiety. "Um...Can we talk to you and Allison for a second, Clark?"

Martha told her son and Allison to go, and they slipped silently out of the room, closing the door. Brianna got straight to the point.

"Dr. Hamilton was lying," she said. "We found the Nicodemus flower in the barn,"

"One got Pete," Chloe explained. "And he took a really quick turn to scary,"

"Where did he go?" asked Clark as he grabbed Allison's hand.

"He took a gun, and said he was going after Lex,"

Clark and Allison looked at each other, and took off out of the hospital, leaving Chloe and Brianna to help Mrs. Kent.


When Clark and Allison got to the Luthor Mansion, they rushed to his office to hear gunshots. They both started getting worried. Were they too late? Did Pete kill Lex? Pushing open the side door, they found Pete holding Lex, who was being as calm as he could, at gunpoint.

"Pete!" Clark shouted. "Don't do it!"

"We used to be best friends!" exclaimed Pete, still aiming at Lex. "His dad messed over my dad, and he's trying to mess things up between us. The world's a better place without him,"

"Pete," Allison said cautiously. "Why don't you put the gun down, we'll have a nice chat, and work things out on the way to the hospital? You've been infected!"

"He's behind all this!" Pete ignored her. "I saw Hamilton here,"

Clark looked at Lex confused.

"They're working on this together!" Pete shouted.

"Is that true?" Clark questioned Lex.

"Clark," Lex said slowly. "He's delusional,"

"...I don't believe you. You're right, Pete. He's been lying to everyone,"

"What?" Allison went wide eyed.

Clark eyed Allison and sort of winked. She sort of got the picture. They were doing an act to get to Pete. Turning on her acting skills, she glared at Lex.

"I can't believe I was friends with you," she said. "I know who my true friends are,"

"I knew you'd see the light," Pete smiled.

Lex looked shocked. That's good. It meant the plan was working. Clark walked forward to Lex, as he backed up against the bookshelves.

"Clark," he said. "What are you doing?"

"Can't talk your way out of this one Lex," Clark remarked as he grabbed him by the collar. "I see how you really are. The friendship is over,"

Clark pushed Lex against the wall and knocked him out. Behind their backs, Allison winced and covered her eyes. She cannot believe he just did that. Pete, on the other hand, was excited.

"Nice one," he patted Clark on the back. "I'll finish him,"

But before Pete coud fire one bullet, Clark slapped the gun off his hand with his speed. Pete looked surprised.

"How'd you do that?" he asked.

"Don't worry Pete," Clark reassured. "We'll get you to a hospital,"

Clark knocked Pete out with the palm of his hand, as Lex got up, rubbing his head. Allison rushed over to help him.

"Clark, Ali?" he asked. "What the heck?"

"We're sorry Lex," winced Allison.

Lex looked over at the unconsious Pete and back at them.

"So it was an act?" he asked.

"We didn't know what else to do," Clark explained. "He was gonna shoot you,"

"You had me for a moment," Clark helped him up. "I thought you were serious. What do they feed you on that farm?"

"...Was Hamilton really here?" Allison wondered.

Lex sighed.

"What do you think, Allison?" he asked


Sarah slowly opened her eyes to her friends talking silently. Wait...where was she?...The hospital? How the heck did she get there in the first place? You and I know the answers to those questions. Slowly sitting up, she saw her friends.

"Can you guys quit the chatter and tell me what am I doing here?" she asked

Brianna and Allison stopped the conversation, smiled very widely, and practically jumped on Sarah's bed and hugged her.

"Whoa, whoa whoa!" Sarah exclaimed. "There'll be no hugging until I know what's going on!"

"It's good to have you back!" exclaimed Brianna.

"Back? Where did I go? What am I doing here?"

"Wait," Allison furrowed her eyebrows. "You don't remember what happened?"

"No...What day is it?"

"March 19,"

Sarah shook her head.

"No, that can't be right," she said. "Last thing I remember was going to bed at home on March 17...Hang on..."

Sarah grabbed her two best friends by the collar.

"You two tell me what happened this minute!" she exclaimed.

Allison sort of grinned.

"You want the condensed version or the unabridged version?" she asked sweetly.

"Ali!" Sarah exclaimed.

"Ugh," Brianna rolled her eyes. "I'll tell her. Now let's see, how shall I put this nicely?...Oh yeah. You came to school looking like a hooker,"

"What!"

"Yeah, that's right. And then you played hookey, stole Lex's car..."

"I drove Lex's car?"

"No," Allison said calmly. "Lana drove it,"

"And you nearly got yourself killed by jumping off of the windmill and Chandler's Field!" Brianna finished.

At this time, Sarah's eyes were as wide as a dead fish.

"Why didn't you two stop me?" she asked in exasperation.

"Because," Allison. "We didn't know if you had a gun planted on you or not,"

Sarah squinted her eyes at Allison.

"You're weird," she said. "How do I know this just isn't something you guys made up?"

Soon, Clark came into the room.

"Hey!" he said hugging her. "You're all right,"

"What am I doing here?" Sarah asked him.

Sarah could always count on Clark did get a straight answer.

"You got sick," he said.

"With what?" asked Sarah. "Pnemonia?"

"No," Brianna said. "Do you remember the night we searched the car accident site?"

"...Yeah,"

"Do you remember a flower?"

"...Sure,"

"Well there ya go. Doctors found a cure last night from some old Native American book,"

Sarah raised an eyebrow.

"A flower got me sick?" she asked. "Anything else?"

"Nope," Allison said. "That's it,"


Later that afternoon, Brianna was in the car with Chloe to get some lunch. But before that, they had to ask Dr. Hamilton a few questions. Brianna didn't know why that had to go back. So far, she didn't like the guy. He lied about the Nicodemus flower, and nearly got her friends killed. However, when they got there, the barn was empty. No research files, no poisonous flowers. Everything was cleared out.

"What do you think happened here?" she asked.

"I don't know," Chloe confessed.

"...And so, the mystery deepens,"

(A/N: I really hope you guys liked this version of Nicodemus. Next up: Stray!)