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crossoverficTitle: Not Alone At Sunset
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rosie1234
Fandom: Smallville/Supernatural
Rating: PG
Word Count: 161
Ships: Lois/Dean
Spoilers: Season 5
Summary: "He's gone, Lo, he's really gone."
Note: Trying to get back to writing! More to come.
Disclaimer: Not Mine.
The sun setting meant many things, that Clark couldn't heal those cuts of his, working overtime, but this sun set meant one thing, Dean Winchester.
(who was now shattered beyond repair but that doesn't mean I won't try)
“He’s gone, Lo, he’s really gone.”
When he had knocked on my door, while was getting ready to risk my life yet again for the story (as the world was crumbling down all around me) that face I had tried to push out of my mind.
And rather than finding peace, believing that my solider was never coming back to me, he came back into my and this time he wasn’t going anywhere.
(that lovely car of his would have to be neglected for the time being)
Instead of turning my back, thinking about all the times he had sped into the dark, I opened up both my arms and heart to him.
“I’m here, Dean, and I’m never going to leave you.
Author:
rosie1234Fandom: Smallville/Supernatural
Rating: PG
Word Count: 161
Ships: Lois/Dean
Spoilers: Season 5
Summary: "He's gone, Lo, he's really gone."
Note: Trying to get back to writing! More to come.
Disclaimer: Not Mine.
The sun setting meant many things, that Clark couldn't heal those cuts of his, working overtime, but this sun set meant one thing, Dean Winchester.
(who was now shattered beyond repair but that doesn't mean I won't try)
“He’s gone, Lo, he’s really gone.”
When he had knocked on my door, while was getting ready to risk my life yet again for the story (as the world was crumbling down all around me) that face I had tried to push out of my mind.
And rather than finding peace, believing that my solider was never coming back to me, he came back into my and this time he wasn’t going anywhere.
(that lovely car of his would have to be neglected for the time being)
Instead of turning my back, thinking about all the times he had sped into the dark, I opened up both my arms and heart to him.
“I’m here, Dean, and I’m never going to leave you.
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