"were you really spying on me?"  hands on her hips, buffy is aware how silly she must look, a wooden stake in her hand and 5′3″ just looking accusingly to the man before her. “you know it’s kind of creepy. specially if you are wearing a trenchcoat.” not that she is gonna be self aware and mention that she was never bothered by it when angel did it. this isn’t about her. “thanks for the help but the way.” sarcasm as she motions behind her, to the particulars of dust around from the vampire she just killed.

         there’s  a  certain  air  to  it,  to  people  that’ve  stayed  their  own  execution.  it  hangs  thick,  dark,  grey  around  visible  only  in  certain  transferences  of  light.  and  he  sees  it  now,  subtly  behind  his  head.  but  the  knowledge  is  closely  guarded,  not  wanting  to  give  any  inkling  to  how  much  he  KNOWS.  “  how’d  you  get  out  of  it,  luck ?  or  something  else ? ”

Her voice was low, eyes pointed as she hoped to at least kind of intimidate the man. She knew he was most likely laughing at her internally, but she had to get her point across. Abby didn’t trust this man, not one bit, and if he was here to hurt Alec? Well, she sure as hell wasn’t about to let him do so. 

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“my kid isn’t possessed. alright? I know a thing or two about demons.“ she is taken aback by the man, a stranger in town, lisa almost has flashbacks to dean, arriving in town on a case. she wants to think he is a hunter but he simply doesn’t look like the ones she knew briefly with dean. “he is just a teenager with an attitude.“ lisa defends, knowing well ben can’t be possessed. after the last time, she made sure both her and her son had protection against those monsters. “we had a couple changelings here but. . .another hunter solved that problem.” it feels such a long time ago. dean left, but a few things remained in the basement. she isn’t sure what this man is after or if he wants some help but she is already there offering. “you can look in the basement if you want. . .he left a couple things there for protection.”

“Didn’t think I’d be seeing you again,” Clark mused as he stuck out his hand for a shark. “What brings you back to Metropolis?”

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“You’ll be fine. Stop being a baby and hurry up. We’re wasting daylight.” @selfishbastard​