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Dean: [So the thing about exorcising people is that you never know what's going to happen on the other side. So this is Dean, dropping to his knees next to the meat suit and gently checking her for a pulse.] C'mon, sweetheart. You're tougher than that son of a bitch.
Lois: [There’s a groan.] Call me that again and you’ll be making out with my fist.
Dean: [there’s a light chuckle as he pulls back a bit to look at her] Noted. No more sweetheart.
Lois: [another groan, and she...doesn’t really feel like moving]
Dean: [sighs softly, before shifting to scoop her up] C’mon. Let’s get you to a hospital and get you checked out.
Lois: [normally she would be protesting, but now? not so much] What the hell happened?
Dean: [takes a deep breath as he starts to lead them back to the Impala] You were possessed. I had to do an exorcism.
Lois: [there’s another groan and some mumbling] Not again.
Dean: You’ve been possessed before?
Lois: Psycho prom queen. Wasn’t this bad.
Dean: [nods a little, before shifting her weight a bit] Well, this was demonic hellspawn. I don’t think they come up as easy.
Lois: [that’s new] Hellspawn. Of course. [her words are supposed to pack more punch, but...ya know, hellspawn]
Dean: [they reach the Impala, and Dean shifts her weight again to open the door, before setting her down gently in the passenger’s seat, then heading around to the other side] Yeah, they tend to not want to leave the people they’ve possessed. Takes a bit more of a kick to get them out.
Lois: [she manages to get a decent look at him now. first off, damn is he a good looking guy. second...] Do I know you?
Dean: [glances over as he starts the car with a frown, before shaking his head] Don’t think so, no.
Lois: You look really familiar...
Dean: Maybe I just have one of those faces. [totally thinking of his nice, extensive police record here]
Lois: [she knows she knows that face, but she really can’t focus enough to connect the dots. so she’s just gonna stare half-lidded at him for a while]
Dean: [has his eyes on the road! and occasionally glancing back at her and wondering if she hit her head harder than he thought when that demon was forcing its way out]
Lois: [still staring, but now she has questions] You do this kinda thing often?
Dean: The whole depossessing people of evil thing?
Lois: Yeah.
Dean: [shrugs] It’s a hobby.
Lois: A hobby? [really?]
Dean: [smirks] Yup. Pretty active one.
Lois: [just staring again for a beat] You’re so full of crap.
Dean: [laughs] Alright. It’s sort of the family business.
Lois: [...she meant more in general, but whatever] Good for you, Venkman.
Dean: [he never denied the fact that he was full of crap] Would you prefer someone who didn’t know shit about an exorcism forcing that demon out of your body?
Lois: [a beat...or few] Are we there yet?
Dean: [sighs, before nodding as his eyes turn back to the road] Yeah. We’ll be there soon.
Lois: [she closes her eyes, hoping soon is...soon]
Dean: [and so it is! he pulls up to the local hospital, and finds a place to park, before making his way around to the other side of the car to help her out] You good on your feet, or do you want me to get a chair?
Lois: I’m good. [except that her first step has her falling all over him] Maybe not so good.
Dean: [keeps close and shifts so that one arm is supporting her waist] Let’s just take it one step at a time, huh?
Lois: [holds onto his jacket as tight as she can manage and is a little more careful with her steps]
Dean: Just take it slow. Nice and easy. [he keeps his voice as gentle as possible, just easing them to the door of the emergency room and taking his time]
Lois: [she’s gonna make it. sorta. maybe a little wobbly, but let’s pretend she’s not]
Dean: [good girl. and Dean’s going to get them inside, and make his way to the nearest orderly, and coming up with a quick story that would explain Lois’s condition that does not have demonic possession involved.]
Lois: Just get me a bed and him a chair, got it? [yes, Dean, this means you’re staying. she still has questions to ask]
Dean: [glances back at her, before turning back to the orderly and shrugging] You heard the lady.
Lois: [glances back at him] Didn’t think you were just gonna dump me here, didja?
Dean: I wouldn’t dream of it.
Lois: [nods] Good.
Dean: [and eventually the orderly takes them to the bed and the chair, and they wait, awkwardly for the doctor. because everything in ERs takes time.] So. You a local?
Lois: [she...starts to answer, but then realizes they’re probably not in Kansas anymore] I doubt it.
Dean: [nods a bit, leaning back in the chair] Where do you hail from?
Lois: Kansas. Lois Lane, Daily Planet.
Dean: [nods as he notes the occupation] Dean Winchester. And yeah, you’re pretty far from home. This is upstate New York.
Lois: Fantastic. [/sarcasm]
Dean: I’m sure once you get in touch with your family, you’ll figure out a way back. Not too long a drive.
Lois: Not what I’m worried about.
Dean: Then what are you worried about?
Lois: [pauses for a beat] A story I was working on. I think I lost it. [that’s about as close to the truth as she’s willing to share]
Dean: [nods and doesn’t push. not his business] Do you know what day it is?
Lois: No clue.
Dean: September twelfth, 2009. [just in case the demon had been riding her for a long time]
Lois: [sighs] Forget my story. I probably don’t have a job.
Dean: [chuckles] I’m sure you’ll figure it out. Lois Lane, right? I think I’ve heard that name before.
Lois: [that got her attention] Really?
Dean: [nods slowly as he thought it over, and then snaps his finger as he points at her with a grin] Yeah. You wrote that piece on that real-life fight club. Great stuff. [because of course Dean reads the Inquisitor.]
Lois: [a grin right back] Of course it was. [the “duh” is implied]
Dean: Yeah, the Inquisitor was a great paper. Lost something when you left it for the Planet.
Lois: Yeah, well, the Inquisitor can only get you so far. It’s not exactly respected. [angles her eyes in his direction] Unless you’re a demon hunter, apparently.
Dean: Hey. They’re not afraid to go and tell the truth. That’s important in journalism.
Lois: Not all of those stories are true, ya know.
Dean: Says the girl who didn’t know about demonic possession until now.
Lois: [gives him a look]
Dean: [innocent one right back]
Lois: Look, the weird I’m used to is more sci-fi than supernatural. Do you really expect me to believe in something I’ve never seen for myself?
Dean: Not at all. But that doesn’t mean that the guys at the Inquisitor weren’t on to something.
Lois: You know the editor encouraged us to embellish for the sake of selling papers.
Dean: [shrugs] Whatever. I just know that I’ve seen half the stuff they’ve written about. That’s good enough for me.
Lois: Aliens?
Dean: Not the aliens. I did say only half.
Lois: That was my first story. Wasn’t true. [a beat, then a sigh] Not that time, anyway. [which is her way of saying she sees his point]
Dean: [smirks, and is about to say something else when the doctor comes in to look over Lois]
Doctor: Alright, ma’am. What seems to be the problem?
Lois: Aren’t you the one who’s supposed to figure it out? [and Lois is being a smartass]
Dean: [Dean likes this girl] I found her collapsed in the kitchen. She came to soon after, but I wanted to have her checked out just in case.
Lois: And your relation to her?
Dean: Just a friend who was checking in. [Dean Winchester: Smooth Liar]
Lois: Could we be hurry this up? I gotta meet a guy at a phone booth.
Doctor: Right. Let’s get started. [and he does a quick exam to make sure that she’s okay and there’s nothing too serious going on]
Lois: So am I clear, doc? [it’s obvious she wants that to be a yes. she’s so ready to get out of here]
Doctor: [looks over and can see no reason to keep her] You’re a little malnourished, so I want to give you some fluids, but once that’s done, you should be free to go. Is there anyone we can call for you?
Lois: No one I can’t call myself. [really, doc, don’t insult her]
Doctor: [holds up his hands] Courtesy to ask. The nurse will be in in a moment to insert the IV.
Dean: [nods and gives him a small smile] Thanks, Doc.
Lois: [she is still insulted, and might even be glaring a little]
Dean: [Doctor just bails because he knows what’s good for him. Dean is less than impressed. he’s seen scarier] Cranky much?
Lois: I’m in a hospital getting checked out by some dumbass doctor after a demon took me for a test drive and made me miss what could have been the most important moment of my life. I think I past cranky a few states back. [which is a surefire way you can tell she’s feeling a little better than she was when he carried her to the car]
Dean: [smirks and leans back in his chair] Boyfriend gonna pop the question or something?
Lois: Please. Like a man kneeling in front of me is going to be the highlight of my life.
Dean: [eyebrow raise] Most girls can’t wait to get that ring on their finger.
Lois: Do I look like most girls to you?
Dean: Point. [takes a breath and lets his hands rest on his thighs] Look, I gotta make a phone call, check in with someone. You gonna be good for a couple minutes?
Lois: I think I can handle it.
Dean: [nods, and pushes up onto his feet] Alright. I’ll be back in a bit. [and he’s off to call his brother and other such shenanigans]
Lois: [Lois will just be here, leaning back and resting her eyes while she waits on the nurse. and Dean, but he’s less important right now]
Dean: [while he is making his phone call, the nurse will come in and set Lois up with an IV and make sure she’s set. a few minutes later, Dean will wander his way back in, slipping his phone in his pocket] How’re you doin’?
Lois: Ready to kick some demon ass, but I’ll have to leave that to you. I’ve got better things to hunt down. Can I use your phone?
Dean: [nods as he hands it over to her] Knock yourself out.
Lois: [quickly dials Chloe’s number and gets voicemail, but that’s not so bad. she doesn’t have to have an emotional conversation in front of this guy] Hey, it’s Lo, still alive and all limbs attached. I’m in upstate New York, catching the first flight to Metropolis. Don’t call me back, I borrowed someone’s phone. I’ll explain everything when I get there. [she hangs up, but it doesn’t end there; brb adding numbers to your phone]
Dean: [just watches her curiously, trying to figure out what she’s up to]
Lois: [and handing it back] Call me in a few days, whenever you have time.
Dean: [eyebrow raise] You keepin’ tabs on me, Lane?
Lois: [eyebrow raise right back] Like you’re surprised. [stands up and starts toward the door] Walk you to your car?
Dean: [smirks as he reaches for the IV so that she doesn’t get tangled] Well, if you want to get rid of me, all you had to do was say so.
Lois: We’re not exactly to the drive me to the airport stage of our relationship.
Dean: Fair enough. [stops at the door to the ER and turns around to face her with a stupid grin] So I’ll call you?
Lois: [eyeroll, now with sarcasm] I’ll be waiting by the phone.
Dean: [grins wider] Good luck getting back to Metropolis, Lois Lane.
Lois: [nods] Good luck with the hellspawn. Try to keep your head outta your ass.
Dean: [smirks] I’ll do that. [and with that, he’s heading back to the Impala]
Lois: [watches him as he goes. damn he’s got a nice ass. and a nice car. … and it suddenly hits her why he looks so familiar. she goes flying out the door] Hey! Winchester!
Dean: [turns at the sound of his name, before raising an eyebrow at her. then he smirks] Forgot to kiss me goodbye?
Lois: [damn is that ever tempting, but with his attitude she’s determined to play the brush off] I hate to crush your dreams, Chevy, but this is about satisfying my curiosity. [and that will be his nickname from now until forever] Ever been to Smallville?
Dean: [thinks, then shakes his head] Nope. Try to avoid Kansas, actually.
Lois: Really? [you’d better believe she’s filing that one away for later]
Dean: Yup. Not a lot of happy memories.
Lois: [okay, much later. she nods. definitely not Jason] Okay. Thanks. [bye now turning around]
Dean: [frowns] Do I get to ask what that was all about?
Lois: [glances back and shrugs] Just thought maybe that’s where I know you from.
Dean: [shrugs, before turning and walking away] Okay then.
Lois: [steals one more glance of his ass before doing the same]