#248 (Job) Drug Dealer
"What are you playing at?" Jason demanded as he slammed her against the brick wall. "For Crisps shake Betty what the hell are you playing at?" He glared hotly into the blue green eyes of Polly's younger sister.
A slow smirk played on her lips. "I'm going on with the family business; Jay ol' boy." Her right hand rose and patted his cheek. Hard.
"I'm not going to answer to your sister or Veronica over this." Jason roughly said as his gripe on his sister in law's arm tightened. "It's bad enough my children have to have a ex- drug dealer for a father ... but there is no way in hell that I'm going to allow their aunt to become one."
"Cheryl all ready is one." Betty smirk grew.
"You know what I mean Betty." Jason sighed. He breathed heavy. "If you are after a story why isn't Jughead being the drug dealer for it? Why do you have to do it?"
Fire lit Betty's blue green eyes; "I need to know first hand on what is going down in the drug game. Sides Jughead doesn't know about this expose."
"What about Veronica?" Jason demanded.
"She'll find out after I'm finish here." Betty lifted her chin. "Now get your hands off of me."
Jason shook his head. "I'm not going to allow you to do this Betty." He breathed in roughly. "I'm not going to allow you to get hurt."
"I'm a reporter Jason." Betty firmly answered. "A reporter can not be afraid to go after a story.
Jason jerked Betty closer to him. "I'm sorry Bets." He whispered in her ear. "I can't allow you to do this." He quickly picked her up over his shoulder, and made his way down the alley.
Betty body tightened. "You do realize that you can't stop me forever Jason."
Jason sighed. "I know." He stared in front of him. "But I will do my best to every single chance I get."
Betty relaxed.