Cadence
Warnings: slash&femmeslash&and some dark content.
Together.
They were like the perfect song, every movement fluid, all actions in sync. They were polar opposites and knew the other's every thought. In each other they found balance.
Everything perfect. Together.
One step forward when they are together. Synced. They can do anything.
They can win.
But happily ever after doesn't exist in War.
Demons back the higest bidder. Bela can relate to this, its been her life. This time though the highest bidder means she dies. So she's going to fight with the good guys even though, hell, they all know its a losing battle.
Balance is gone.
Two steps back.
Ruby kisses her. "Stay safe." She whispers to Bela, "I'm sorry."
She doesn't know what 'sorry' means. She can only stand there and wait, watch for the ending. Maybe they'll win.
Rising.
The anti-christ is dead.
Sam Winchester is dead.
They win.
Momentary.
Final.
No one celebrates the wins in war, because win is nothing more than loss. Ruby knows that, its why she did what had to be done.
They were never going to win. Sam Winchester would turn evil. At least now they had a fighting chance of survival.
Falling.
She didn't think that Dean would forgive it. Ruby was a fighter though, and it had to be done. She runs back.
One kiss between lovers.
Do they deserve it? He doesn't think so, he didn't get one. His brother was too busy choking on his own blood. Slit throats don't leave chances for goodbye.
They lose.
"It had to be done." Ruby turns to look at Dean, trying to make it known she's stating a fact. Still, her voice cracks slightly, knowing what's coming.
He pushes the knife, her knife, through her chest, right into her heart; twists it roughly. She had to have known it was coming, she dropped the knife by the blood-soaked body. She knows she deserves it, he thinks. It needs no justification, she killed his brother, his lover, his everything.
Maybe it will feel the same to her as it does to him.
Bela clutches at her body as it falls to the ground.
"Had to be done." He echoed his voice lifeless. Maybe she'll kill him, be the last one standing. He certainly doesn't want to be.
Like falling into an abyss of darkness and nothingness.