Warning: Set right after the events in 'Heaven and Hell'
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A/N: unbeta'd
She looks over at the Winchesters fixing each other up in the that she is far more injured than both the countless hours of torture with her own weapon. Her face shows indifferance but inside it is very different. She loves and loathes the Winchesters ( mostly Sam but she learned long ago they are a package deal).
She prides Sam for not helping her when he saw her bleeding but hurts at the same walks out of the barn remembering a lake nearby. She's numb yet overwhelmed by hurt and pain. She's feeling things and she hates feeling things. Dean doesn't trust her and while Ruby knows that is for the best it's still eats at her. Never trust anyone - ever. Not even her. That is one of the many lessons she teaches Sam but secretly she wishes that they did trust her fully. That they gave a damn that she betrayed her 'kind' again. That they cared what she will endure as punishment. Yet she knows she would deem them weak and hopeless if they did.
She is a hunter and yet also demon enough to forget love,loyalty,warmth but not human to care,to stop and think,to truly change. She has seen Castiel's inner struggle. Anna was wrong. At least about a few of the angels. They are taught to be indifferent but teaching and doing are two separate things. She was taught to be a good girl but was she ? Nope. Far from.
She kneels down at the stream and feels the ice water through her hands. Feels yet again. Her mind drifts to Castiel. How can she use Castiel's doubts and his feelings against him. Yes she will use this angel. He will fall like Lucifer but for a much noble cause. A smile crosses her face. His fall will be their salvation.
He will be 'tainted'. He will be like ! Less than her. Truth be told he is not that different from her already. This is a truth she hates to admit. He is going against his kind to protect the Winchesters. There's not much of a difference between good and evil. Evil just stabs in the front. At least they're honest about their intentions and don't hide behind some code of honor.
She's not alone now. She's been alone for a long time now and she knows ,no, feels a pair of eyes are on her. She turns with a . He watches her.
" Question." she doesn't truly expect an is all part of the plan.
" I don't answer to demons." he coldly replies.
Her grin gets wider as she gets up. She still hurts and doesn't hide her her wounds are now part of her plan. She notices him wince at her pain. Good boy. " Let's say the good guys win. The Winchesters save the day as usual. Do you honestly expect your kind to let Sam or even Dean for that matter live?"
She watches as he reacts. Reacts is they keyword. She knows to hide her grin this time. " You never thought about that? " Of course he didn't . He was a good little puppet. " I'm just saying anything powerful enough to destroy Lucifer and his minions would be something your Papa might not want alive. Just saying."
She walks past him and glances at him. The seeds of doubt planted. She walks away and sighs with a mixture of amusement and disgust cause truth be told he is exactly like her. A puppet cutting it's strings.