Ruby felt exhausted. Sam and she had interrogated the demon for hours now, bordering the fifth one before they finally decided to exorcise him. It was obviously no use. No amount of holy water or teasing with spells got him to open his mouth about Lilith or Azazels plan. Poor Sam. He sat hunched on a chair, face covered by his hands.
"Sam?" Ruby said softly, trying not to break the fragile atmosphere, yet raising her voice to be heard over the driving sleet outside. Sam only slunk lower in acknowledgement. "We need to get the salesman to his house and meet up with Dean again."
"Dean?" At the mention of his bother, Sam looked up at her. "He'll hate me for this torture." Sam said pleadingly.
"Don't be such a wuss. We're trying to help. You'd be so much better off without him, to be honest."
"Ruby," Sams voice was suddenly sharp, "he's my brother. I love him , and I know he loves me back. Maybe its buried deep inside, but its there. There's no way I'm leaving him again. I did it once, too long ago. When Meg…" Sam trailed off, the past memories haunting him.
"Chill, Sam, I didn't mean it like that." Ruby replied, shaking her head. The man they'd free was still unconscious, and she approached him now. She held him up, throwing one arm over her shoulder while his lugs buckled. Sam came over to help her, and they loaded the guy in Dean's car.
Sam started the ignition, waiting for Ruby to join him. She sat shotgun; she always did. "C'mon." He nodded once she was there. Sam turned the windshield wipers on full speed, but the snow was sticking too hard.
"Sam, how did Dean let you borrow his car? Isn't it his heart and soul or something?"
"I didn't convince him alone. I had help."
Ruby laughed, tossing her blonde hair back from her face. "With what? K-T?"
Sam rolled his eyes. "I'm surrounded by idiots."
Ruby laughed again. "Can't argue about Dean. But I actually did my homework. I know where this guys place is." She added smugly.
With her directions, Sam drove fast, constantly hoping he wouldn't crash into anything. Because God knows Dean would be pissed as Hell. It was shocking he hadn't called them yet. When they had left the guy on his front porch, they headed to the motel. Sam and Dean had already designated one as there meeting spot.
"So you said you help convincing Dean?" Ruby asked as they jogged up the stairs.
"Yeah. She might actually still be at the motel room." Sam said.
Ruby's eyes widened. "She? In a motel room alone with Dean? Maybe we shouldn't interrupt…" She ventured slowly as Sam found the room number and rubbed his numb hands together to thaw them out.
Sam jiggled the door, expertly unlocking the knob with a little metal pin. "Oh, yeah right." Sam replied, rolling his eyes. "As if he'd do anything with Bella." He snorted, twisting the knob in his hand.
"Whatever you say." Ruby shrugged, entering the room with Sam on her heels.
Both of them stared as the couple on the bed scrambled to cover themselves up with the comforter and clothes discarded on the floor.
Ruby's expression turned into disgust. "Oh, man. Ew. I have now seen a lot more of Dean Winchester than I ever wanted to. Gross." She turned and walked out of the door, past a stunned Sam.
Sam winked at Dean. "Sorry, dude. I saw this coming though." He closed the door and caught up to Ruby on her way down the stairs.
"You knew that would happen? And you let me see it and get scarred for life?" She accused.
Sams color turned florid. "Bite me. And I didn't know it would happen, but I should've figured it by the way he kept looking at her. Especially at the mall."
They went out into the white landscape, the wind covering their footsteps and their echoed laughter fading in the distance.