kiss with a fist is better than none ✗ dean/lois ✗ 857 wordsiluvroadrunner6May 12 2011, 00:02:23 UTC
“Why me. Why do I always have to be the one to hit amnesiacs in cornfields with my car.”
Lois was guiding the tall man next to her by the arm, right through the crowded hallways of Smallville General Hosptial, while he looked around like he was seeing a hospital for the first time. It also didn’t help matters that the guy was Jason Teague, the psychopath who almost murdered the Kents and was supposedly killed in the meteor shower, but apparently that wasn’t the case. It was probably another cover-up job by people with more money than God. She would have to dig into that later, though. For now, she had to deal with the guy who had no idea who he was.
He seemed to snap to attention at the mention of her hitting him with his car, however, and frowned. “You hit me with your car? Is that how I-”
“Let’s not jump to any conclusions,” she snapped before he could finish his sentence. She did not want to consider the fact that she might have given Jason Teague amnesia. As much as she may have wanted to hit the jackass with his car,
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kiss with a fist is better than none ✗ dean/lois ✗ 857 wordsiluvroadrunner6May 12 2011, 00:03:16 UTC
It was just a tap of fingers to the other man’s forehead, and suddenly Jason’s eyes regained a little focus. He blinked, a little disoriented for the moment, before giving the man a small, grateful smile. “Thanks, Cas.”
Trenchcoat nodded, before looking back at her. “Who is she?”
“You first, CPA. I think that given I got him to the hospital, I deserve a little bit of an explanation here.” Lois’s hands landed on her hips, as she glared at them both. “Same from you, JasonJason smirked, before pushing himself to his feet. “First of all, I don’t know who this Jason guy is? But I ain’t him. My name’s Dean. Second of all, if I tried to explain him to you, we’d probably be here a while. Third of all-” He took another step closer until he was inches from her, and then let his eyes angle downwards. “-I totally called the black lace
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Lois was guiding the tall man next to her by the arm, right through the crowded hallways of Smallville General Hosptial, while he looked around like he was seeing a hospital for the first time. It also didn’t help matters that the guy was Jason Teague, the psychopath who almost murdered the Kents and was supposedly killed in the meteor shower, but apparently that wasn’t the case. It was probably another cover-up job by people with more money than God. She would have to dig into that later, though. For now, she had to deal with the guy who had no idea who he was.
He seemed to snap to attention at the mention of her hitting him with his car, however, and frowned. “You hit me with your car? Is that how I-”
“Let’s not jump to any conclusions,” she snapped before he could finish his sentence. She did not want to consider the fact that she might have given Jason Teague amnesia. As much as she may have wanted to hit the jackass with his car, ( ... )
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Trenchcoat nodded, before looking back at her. “Who is she?”
“You first, CPA. I think that given I got him to the hospital, I deserve a little bit of an explanation here.” Lois’s hands landed on her hips, as she glared at them both. “Same from you, JasonJason smirked, before pushing himself to his feet. “First of all, I don’t know who this Jason guy is? But I ain’t him. My name’s Dean. Second of all, if I tried to explain him to you, we’d probably be here a while. Third of all-” He took another step closer until he was inches from her, and then let his eyes angle downwards. “-I totally called the black lace ( ... )
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I LOOOOOOVE this! But then you probably knew that already.
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I was hoping, at least. =D And there will probably be more. Because comment fic is easy.
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Although, if he thinks his life is weird, he should try talking to Clark.
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