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gavemea_45He hates stitching himself up. He hates it even more when it's after a clusterfuck like this. If they hadn't thrown themselves through the window, the way things were going, that goddamn Alastair would have smashed them like bugs.
And Dean had recognized him.
One thing at a time.
Sam hisses a curse under his breath as he shoves the needle through his flesh, and grimly ties off the next knot.
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Date: 2011-12-08 04:29 am (UTC)"You sure you don't want any help with that?"
Dislocated shoulder or no, Dean's still got one good arm.
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Date: 2011-12-08 04:40 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-08 04:42 am (UTC)Just because.
"Hey, I ain't the one making all the noise, now am I?"
Never mind that's he's the one wincing like a motherfucker.
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Date: 2011-12-08 04:46 am (UTC)"Just sit tight, okay? I'll put you back together when I'm finished here."
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Date: 2011-12-08 04:48 am (UTC)"Thanks."
He sits his ass down on his bed anyhow.
It's better than standing.
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Date: 2011-12-08 04:52 am (UTC)"Your turn."
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Date: 2011-12-08 04:55 am (UTC)Dean is not serious in his enthusiasm.
"Took long enough."
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Date: 2011-12-08 04:56 am (UTC)"You want to complain some more, or you want to get your arm put back in place?"
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Date: 2011-12-08 04:59 am (UTC)Okay, that's not his best work, but --
Beggars and choosers and all.
Plus his arm's starting to really hurt.
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Date: 2011-12-08 05:01 am (UTC)"Okay, stand up. On three."
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Date: 2011-12-08 05:01 am (UTC)"Like I don't know you're gonna do it on tw -- "
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Date: 2011-12-08 05:02 am (UTC)"Yep."
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Date: 2011-12-08 05:03 am (UTC)"Yeah," he says instead, voice rough half way to breathy.
"I figured. Jesus."
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Date: 2011-12-08 05:05 am (UTC)"Just who the hell was that demon, anyway?"
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Date: 2011-12-08 05:06 am (UTC)It should hurt more to say the name.
"What, surprised Ruby knows about him?"
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Date: 2011-12-08 05:11 am (UTC)Sam's studying Dean carefully, trying to read his expression.
"More surprised that you recognized him."
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Date: 2011-12-08 05:13 am (UTC)Dean's expression goes pinched, and he looks over at the bag of guns by the bed.
"Hell takes all kinds."
His gaze is shuttered when he turns back to Sam.
"Speaking of Ruby knowin' a lot, you wanna tell me how you two hooked up again? Because last I remember, she was lookin' pretty damn bodiless."
The best defense is a good offense, right?
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Date: 2011-12-08 05:14 am (UTC)"She got another one."
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Date: 2011-12-08 05:14 am (UTC)Dean raises an eyebrow.
"You tellin' me you don't know at least some of the gory details?"
And he trusts her?
Dean calls bullshit.
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Date: 2011-12-08 05:17 am (UTC)Sam sighs, and turns around to face him again.
"She's -- it was a coma patient. Before. She's not possessing some innocent, Dean, I swear."
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Date: 2011-12-08 05:18 am (UTC)Someone here ain't buying it.
Guess who.
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Date: 2011-12-08 05:20 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-08 05:21 am (UTC)You're gonna have to do better than that, Sam. Demons and the state of souls -- it's always a bad mix.
"Because, come on. You're trusting a demon. And one who didn't even do what she said she'd do the last time she said she'd help."
If, you know. Anyone's counting.
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Date: 2011-12-08 05:24 am (UTC)"Because she saved my life."
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Date: 2011-12-08 05:26 am (UTC)"You're gonna want to explain that, Sammy."
He's gonna want to explain that right the hell now.
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Date: 2011-12-08 05:29 am (UTC)Sam sighs again, and lowers himself to sit on the edge of his bed.
"The thing is... you have to understand that--"
It's harder to say than he'd thought it would be.
"-- when I, I couldn't stop it from happening, and you -- and then I tried, I swear I tried to find a way to bring you back, but none of them would deal, and the spell didn't work, and..."
By now he's staring at the floor, just so that he doesn't have to see the look on his brother's face.
"... when I started to lose hope, I started to -- I got careless."
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Date: 2011-12-08 05:31 am (UTC)Well.
Because that 'careless' is a lot fucking scarier.
Jesus Christ.
"What do you mean, you got careless? With demons? With other shit? Sam -- what the -- "
Saying 'Hell' is probably not gonna help, either.
"Fuck."
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Date: 2011-12-08 05:33 am (UTC)Slowly, in halting, broken sentences, Sam describes that evening - how he'd hit up a roadhouse bar to con some cash so he could keep going, how he'd ended up spending the night staring into the bottom of a bottle instead, how he'd staggered through the door more than half drunk, not watching out for himself, and been caught off guard by a bunch of demons.
How Ruby had been one of them, and what had happened next.
"... so, yeah. That's why I trust her." Sam looks up at him. "Because she could have killed me, instead of them. And it would have been easier for her if she had. But she didn't."
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Date: 2011-12-08 05:35 am (UTC)Never mind that Dean without Sam was just as bad. That ain't important.
(And Dean had Bobby watching his back. Not some demon. Jesus.)
Red flashes in his vision, but he pushes it back with long, slow breaths, rasping deep in his throat.
"Jesus Fucking Christ. You got any idea why? Couldn't've been your pretty face."
God, Sam, don't tell him if it was your pretty face. Or the feature Pamela appreciates so much.
God, no.
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Date: 2011-12-08 05:36 am (UTC)"No. Um, I don't think that was why, I mean."
A long beat, and he meets Dean's eyes again.
"She said she could help. She said--"
"--she said she could help me kill Lilith."
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Date: 2011-12-08 05:37 am (UTC)There is a vein throbbing at his temple, but that's par for the course these days.
He keeps breathing.
"Kill -- yeah, because that worked so well last time."
Okay, here comes the grimace.
Because of all the things he never wanted to know --
"She tell you this before or after you were makin' the beast with two backs?"
Look, Sam's his little brother. He's known the bastard almost all of both of their lives.
Boy's got tells. Dean's not gonna miss 'em.
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Date: 2011-12-08 05:38 am (UTC)Sam scrubs a hand over his face.
"It was once," he repeats, quieter. "And she told me about Lilith before, anyway. When we -- it had nothing to do with that."
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Date: 2011-12-08 05:39 am (UTC)College-boy.
You're supposed to be the smart one.
"What the hell were you thinking?"
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Date: 2011-12-08 05:42 am (UTC)Someone here is pissed.
That someone's name is probably Dean Winchester.
"And what about Mac, huh? Did you give her the sob-story brush-off so you could jump in bed with the coma patient hottie? The only one who understands your pain, or whatever bullshit emo story she convinced you into it with?"
Dean snorts.
"Give me a break."
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Date: 2011-12-09 04:57 am (UTC)"But yeah, I broke up with Mac. Before."
A beat.
"Or I thought I had. I didn't know it'd only been a week for them."
He gives Dean a flat look.
"And I didn't do it because of Ruby, I did it before she ever showed up. I did it because I knew I was never gonna see Mac again, and when I -- when she heard about Cold Oak, she -- I didn't want her to have to go through that again, so--"
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Date: 2011-12-09 04:59 am (UTC)"You're a fucking dumbass."
Yeah, right now that's all Dean's got.
Even if people in giant glass houses shouldn't be throwin' rocks.
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Date: 2011-12-09 05:08 am (UTC)Despite everything, the slightest hint of a smile appears.
"Mac said the same thing."
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Date: 2011-12-09 05:11 am (UTC)That's enough of that.
Dean pinches the bridge of his nose, breathing deep.
"I really hope you aren't screwing us over here, Sam. You think you know what you're doing, you think Ruby's on the side of the -- of us. But dude. She's a demon."
Oh Sammy, you don't even know from demons.
"They ain't exactly out for anyone but themselves."
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Date: 2011-12-09 05:35 am (UTC)"She worked with me, okay? Helped me develop my abilities, so that I could take down demons. So that I could take down Lilith, when we found her."
There's no need to mention how she helped him, he reasons. Dean doesn't need to know about his drinking demon blood. Besides, it's not like he's going to keep doing that-- right? Right.
A beat.
"And then one day, we did."
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Date: 2011-12-09 05:37 am (UTC)Dean turns that into a dirty word.
Almost as dirty a word as the name he isn't about to say.
"Wait. What the hell? You found her? And you're still here?"
Bullshit.
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Date: 2011-12-09 05:38 am (UTC)Not that Sam himself is all that fond of them most of the time, either, but that's beside the point.
"I thought I had. There were these signs -- omens and things -- I was sure she was in town. And I wanted to go after her."
He looks out the window again, then back at Dean.
"Ruby realized I wasn't planning on surviving it. She called me on it. The things she said -- it's like what you would have said. Like you were there chewing me out." A flicker of a smile, but the look in his eyes is serious. "Kinda like you're doing now."
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Date: 2011-12-09 05:42 am (UTC)"Okay, that's kinda gross."
And not just because Sam and Ruby humped like weasels.
Though, you know, that plays a pretty big part.
"Anyway."
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Date: 2011-12-09 05:45 am (UTC)"Anyway," he says, pointedly, "she helped. She saved my life, she taught me, and she came back for me when I went after Lilith anyway -- and yeah, it turned out not being Lilith, it was some other demons, but Ruby put herself on the line to help."
"We can trust her, Dean. I'm sure of it."
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Date: 2011-12-09 05:46 am (UTC)Which is why he sighs, scrubbing one hand through his hair.
"Yeah, Sam. Just remember, it's your ass on the line when she fucks us over."
And it's gonna be Dean's job to make sure that doesn't happen.
No way. No how.
Not on his watch.
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Date: 2011-12-09 05:47 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-09 05:49 am (UTC)Sure.
And while you're at it, Dean's got this bridge . . .
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Date: 2011-12-09 05:50 am (UTC)"And while we're waiting--"
A sharp knock at the door interrupts him.
"Housekeeping!"
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Date: 2011-12-09 05:52 am (UTC)Dean shares a bewildered look with Sam, then heads for the door.
"Dude, isn't it kind of late for -- "
When it turns out to actually be Ruby, Dean wishes he were at all surprised.
Demons are always tricky bastards.
He knows it well. Just right now he can't figure out the trick.
But it'll come. It always has before.