What if Ruby got pregnant?

"It'll get easier," Ruby said.

"I just need more practice?" Sam asked skeptically, as he downed some aspirin and whiskey.

"I'm not talking about pulling demons," Ruby began. She had to tread carefully. She had been waiting for this moment since she had first met Sam. She had a mission and if she couldn't accomplish it, she would be cast into the farthest corners of Hell for all eternity. "I know losing Dean…," she trailed off, waiting to gauge Sam's response.

"I don't want to talk about it," Sam said. "You know what?" Where do you get off with this greeting card time heals all crap? What do you know about it?

Now was the time, Ruby decided. "I used to be human," she said as she approached Sam. "I remember what it feels like to lose someone." She kissed him.

"What are you doing?" Sam recoiled. There were lines that you just didn't cross and kissing a demon was definitely one of them.

"It's OK, Sam," Ruby soothed. Inside she was panicking. If Sam balked and sent her away, there was nowhere she would be able to hide.

"Nothing about that is OK," Sam insisted as he stalked across the room.

Ruby took hope in the fact that he didn't leave. It was now or never. "What's wrong?" Ruby asked as she went over towards him.

"Where do I start?" Sam asked. He should leave. This was wrong, but he wanted it. He knew that if Ruby pushed, this was going to happen.

Ruby knelt in front of him and pulled off his shirt. She decided it would be better if she didn't say anything else.

"What are you doing?" Sam asked.

Ruby didn't answer, but pulled off her own shirt. Unable to deny himself any more, Sam grabbed her, picked her up and threw her onto the blanket he had been using to sleep on. He wished he had sprang for a hotel room. But then, he stopped thinking and let nature take over.

The Next Morning

Ruby stretched luxuriously next to Sam. She had been successful. Sam had planted his seed in her. In a few months, she would give birth to the Anti-Christ and she would be Lucifer's most favored demon.

Sam woke up and turned to see Ruby beside him. "Morning," she smiled.

"Oh no, we didn't?" Sam asked. He knew they had. He remembered. But this was bad. This was very bad.

"It's OK, Sam," Ruby said. She needed him to remain calm. "We won't do it again," she promised. They wouldn't need to.

"Promise?" Sam asked. If he had to worry about her coming on to him again he would have to send her away. He wanted to learn how to kill demons, though. He still hadn't even mastered exorcism, but Ruby had assured him he could kill demons.

"Yes, Sam. I was just trying to console you last night. You seem better today. I think you've turned a corner."

Sam realized that she was right. Having sex with Ruby last night had released something, some of the grief. He still missed Dean, but he felt like it was time to get on with his life. It's what Dean would have wanted. "Can we try again today?"

"Sure. Let's go nab us a demon," Ruby smiled as she reached for her clothes.

SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

The demon they had captured sat tied in the chair in front of them. He was rendered useless by the devil's trap painted beneath him.

"Go for it," Ruby said to Sam.

He closed his eyes and put his hand out in front of him and concentrated. He exorcised the demon easily and quickly. "I did it," he said excitedly.

Ruby wasn't surprised. The moment the Anti-Christ was planted in her womb, the father would receive extra powers. She didn't think she ought to tell him that, though. "Let's go celebrate," she said instead.

"We should start looking for Lillith," Sam countered. He had to get revenge for Dean's death. His father had spent over 20 years trying to avenge his mother, and if that's how long it took, he would avenge Dean.

Ruby rolled her eyes. "You exorcised one run-of-the-mill soldier demon, I don't know if that makes you quite qualified to kill Lillith."

"What do I need to do then?" Sam asked.

"It's like anything else, you train. You exorcise some more low level demons, kill some and then try exorcising some higher ones, then we'll go after Lillith."

"Then, let's go."

"Do you want to burn yourself out before you get a chance at the boss?" Ruby asked. "We have to do this in a reasonable time frame.

"How long?" Sam asked.

"About a year," Ruby answered.

"A year?" Sam about exploded. That was way too long to wait.

Ruby curbed her anger at Sam's outburst. In a year, she, Sam and their son would be sitting on thrones. If she could just get him to relax in the meantime, that would be great. "Don't get mad at me. I know what I'm doing and I promise you, you will kill Lillith. I can guarantee you, that as long as you do everything I say, she will be dead in less than 13 months."

"Fine," Sam said taking note of the date. "If she's not, I'm taking it out on you."

"That's fine, as long as you listen to me in the meantime."

Sam considered. If Ruby was telling the truth, the time was really nothing in the grand scheme of things. If he wasn't able to kill Lillith in the specified time, he would kill Ruby and figure out how to do I ton his own. "Deal."