"Crane and Nicholas have Phoebe. They have my daughter" Bruce said, "how did this happen?" It came out as a growl, and he continued moving, already having them tracked. 

"A mistake, on their part" 

Phoebe looked about, and as they passed a tree, she shot out a vine, griping it in one hand, she twisted and pulled, trying to break free. She kicked out, hoping to hit either of them, as Clark rose above the vines, and away from the fear gas, angling back down