The first time Ruby meets Sam and Dean Winchester, she is saving their lives. The vampire would have turned them both. They should be thanking their sorry asses that she arrived when he was going to look for another victim.
Her boots clink against the concrete of the floor to the cellar. She looks around and notices two men strung up but their wrists, feet barely grazing the floor. One is tall and lanky looking and the other is shorter and more muscular. The taller one has hair that falls into his eyes. There are no visible marks to show a turning and she thinks that it's safe to help them. She pushes the taller one's shoulder roughly and his eyes slowly open and rest on her.
"You're not one of them." his voice is quiet and controlled, looking around the room, assessing the situation.
"I'm the one that kills things like them." she pushes a piece of hair out of her face as she hastily unties him. "Get out of here." she doesn't notice the long blade on the table.
"I'm a hunter too." he says as he pushes past her to get to his partner, looking for any signs of a bite. She looks at him apprehensively.
"I'm Sam Winchester." she passes a knife to him and he unties the other man's rope. He shakes him and after a moment the other man begins to stir as well. "And this is Dean."
"Sammy, who the fuck is this?" Ruby straightens her back and glares. He is not giving her a good first impression.
"I'm the girl that just saved your ass." Sam grins at her and she smirks back. But the three of them simultaneously hear a door open and their eyes flicker between them before she is passing out blades from her bag their way.
The job is down quickly and she packs up her things as the boys burn the body. "So are you two like, together?" she quirks an eyebrow at them and Dean makes a disgusted noise at the back of his throat. She wonders if its from the fact that she is talking to them or if it is because he is disgusted by the notion of being with the taller and better looking hunter.
"We're brothers." Sam explains. Her mouth forms an 'O' shape and she nods.
As she goes to bring her bag outside, Dean is watching the flames and she hears another body following her.
"How long have you been hunting?" he asks.
She lets out a sigh and takes off her leather jacket, exposing her milky arms to the warm night air. She could not remember a life without hunting. Her whole family had been hunters, before they were killed off in a vicious demon attack that left Ruby alone to fend for her own devices. "It's the only life I have ever known. The only life my parents and their parents before them knew." She loves her work and she knows it. She could never imagine herself doing anything else. Some people would dream for the white picket fence and children but she dreams of killing as many demons and monsters as possible.
"Dean and I are going to check out a possible poltergeist problem in Vermont if you want to come with us?"
She leans her weight onto one hit, tilting her head and looking at him with an expression that he can't identify.