Fic: Second Chances - Chapter 10
Title: Second Chances
Authors: princess_schez and gidgetgal9
Rating: PG-15; language, violence, sexual situations, AU. Also, does contain some spoilers for S4, even if the fic is AU.
Fandom: Charmed/Supernatural
Summary: A chance encounter and a spike in demonic activity reunite the Halliwells and the Winchesters in the future… with dire consequences.
Beta:Princess_schez's friend, Lisa.
Characters: Sam and Dean Winchester; Bobby Singer; Piper, Leo, Phoebe, Wyatt, Chris, and Melinda Halliwell; Ruby; Lilith; Castiel; Anna; Cole Turner; Lenore
Disclaimer: We own nothing from either Charmed or Supernatural. Everything belongs to their respective owners. We're merely having fun with them.
The Road So Far: This is a sequel to the fic, Witches, Demons and Hunters – Oh My! It is recommended to read that story first, just so you'll know what is transpiring here.
Chapter 10
Shit.
Dean kicked the ground angrily. Everything was spiraling out of control, and he didn't like it one bit. Ever since those witch kids showed up, things had been going straight to hell. And fast. First, the reunion with the Halliwells, then that bitch Lilith attacked, now — oh, now — that other bitch, Ruby was back here for the first time in years with an offer to "help" them.
Where the hell had she been when Lilith was tearing into his brother? Where the hell was her "help" when all that was going on? How dare she show her face again — no matter which meat suit she currently inhabited. Dean had half a mind to shoot her the moment he stepped back inside.
"Boy, take a deep breath," Bobby said, slowly making his way to where Dean was. "I don't like the situation any more than you do, but giving yourself a stroke won't help any."
"Damn it, Bobby, Ruby's back," Dean growled.
"I know, but what can we do about it?"
"Not much, unless we shoot her," replied Dean half jokingly.
He silently wondered how much worse things could get. But knowing their luck, it probably wasn't a good idea to speak it out loud — let alone think it….
-0-
Back inside Bobby's kitchen, Ruby gave Sam a simpering smile as Melinda watched her out of the corner of her eyes. She got herself a glass of cold water and then sat back down beside Chris.
"How exactly are you going to help Sam?" Melinda asked.
"I'll help him with his powers," the demon replied, giving her distant relative a sly grin. "It appears as if he's neglected them and they've gone… flabby. He needs to tone up."
"That's not hard," Melinda said. "I had him vanquishing demons after just one day and –"
Ruby still wore that annoying smile. She kept staring at her distant relative, not blinking. It was rather unnerving.
Melinda could feel her patience starting to wane. "What?"
Ruby ignored her, turning her attention back to Sam instead. "Well, Sam, no time like today to begin. Who knows when Lilith might attack again, and you'll want to be prepared."
Sam opened his mouth to reply when the front door opened and Dean and Bobby walked back in.
"Look, bitch," Dean began, cutting to the chase, "I don't care what it is you're selling, but we're not buying. So get the hell out."
Ruby's fake smile was plastered all over her face again. She tried to keep her voice calm and collected. "Dean, so positive and nice."
"Out. Now."
Every spell and incantation Dean knew to banish demons was going through his head.
"Sorry, but Wonder Boy here agreed to let me help him and so did my dear family. So it looks as if we're just going to have to get along, aren't we?"
Dean cursed quietly. He would have a serious talk with them later.
"Look," Chris spoke up, facing Ruby, "we only agreed to let you help him if we were around."
Dean let out a low growl. He felt Bobby place a reassuring hand on his shoulder.
-0-
"Remember, Sam, focus," Melinda said soothingly. She placed her hand on Sam's arm; he gave an involuntary shudder. He still felt a little anxious whenever she touched him.
Sam raised his hand, trying to vanquish demons like he used to be able to — only this time he was using targets Chris and Wyatt had set up — cutouts of "demons" with bull's-eyes on them. But nothing happened.
Ruby, standing behind them, smirked. It had taken some convincing all those years ago to get him to listen to her ideas when he first went up against Lilith and he had ruined that opportunity by jumping the gun. Maybe this time she could convince him to try again and actually follow through with her plans, she thought.
The mismatched group was in Bobby's backyard. Dean watched Ruby closely, not trusting her at all. He couldn't be sure of her motives; but he was sure that whatever they were, they couldn't be good. She was a demon. When were demons ever "good"? It had taken some, if not a lot of, convincing to get him to let Ruby be near Sam, and he had only agreed to let her stay if she remained where he could keep an eye on her.
It was strange to Dean how just a very short time ago, Sam would never have even dared get this close to his old life — the life with demons and hunting and his "special" abilities. Perhaps he was just a worrywart, but Dean couldn't help but wait for the other shoe to drop. What would happen to Sam when this suddenly became too much for him to handle and he relapsed. Doc Steve's words played over in his head as he remembered that night — many years ago — when Sam had had a complete meltdown. Dean would give anything not to have a repeat performance.
Chris and Wyatt were also watching. A few times, Sam had gotten close to hitting the targets they set up, but he'd still missed them completely. Ruby couldn't help but feel satisfied. Sam would have to listen to her eventually.
Melinda faced Sam, placing two fingers on the middle of his forehead. A warm, throbbing sensation pulsated there. Sam closed his eyes, letting the feeling wash over him. It felt so good, so comforting, so familiar....
"What the hell is she doing?" Dean muttered, more to himself than anyone else. Bobby pulled up beside him, passing him a beer, which he gratefully took.
Ruby watched, the smirk slowly fading from her face. She knew what was going on: Her goody two-shoes cousin was teaching Sam to tap into his powers using his chakras. Inwardly, she rolled her eyes. Sam's powers were inherently demonic; so it was a complete and utter waste of time, in her opinion, to try and make them "good."
After a moment, Melinda moved her fingers from his forehead, and Sam opened his eyes. He took a deep breath, feeling renewed.
"Just focus," she said.
"I'm trying. It's been so long since I did this. The last time I tried –"
Melinda nodded, knowing what Sam was trying to say. "This time will be different."
Sam hoped it would be different this time.
He raised his hand again, trying to focus and relax. He stared at the mock-demon cutouts and concentrated. There was a burning sensation in his fingers; closing his eyes, he felt a rush of energy burn through him. He heard cheers all around him. When he opened his eyes, he had burned a hole in one of the cutouts. He couldn't help but smile in spite of himself.
"You did it!" Melinda exclaimed.
Sam felt his face flush a little. "It was just one time…" he began.
"But you're remembering, and that's important! It's a great first step!" Melinda replied.
Ruby felt like she was going to suffocate. All this sappiness was starting to get to her. She wanted Lilith dead at all costs, but this was getting to be a bit much.
"I hate to be the bearer of bad news," Ruby began. Dean snorted. Shooting him a nasty glare, she continued, "But at this rate, your grandkids won't even be ready to face Lilith."
"What do you propose we do then?" Dean shot back.
She never answered. Instead, she ignored him.
-0-
Sam had luckily made it through the day without any problems, which Dean was extremely thankful for. But he kept an extra close eye on Sam and kept Doc Steve's number close by, just in case.
Dinner had been unusual, as their unwanted houseguest had still yet to leave. Ruby ignored all their glares and whispers at the table, only focusing on herself. She barely ate anything — only a small potato from Melinda's pot roast. After she finished it, she said she still liked French fries with ketchup better.
"Missy, you ain't planning on spending the night here, are you?" Bobby asked.
Ruby looked up at the elderly hunter. "No," she answered, much to everyone's immense relief. "But I'll only be a pop away."
"Lucky us," Dean muttered.
-0-
As Melinda and Dean cleared away the plates from the table, while Bobby and Sam were in the panic room with Chris and Wyatt, Ruby decided to use the opportunity to her advantage. Quietly leaving the kitchen, she set out to find Sam's bedroom. Having noticed a vacant wheelchair in the kitchen, which she figured must've belonged to Sam, she deduced that his bedroom must be downstairs to accommodate his limited abilities.
As luck would have it, the first door Ruby opened was the one she was looking for. Smiling, she stepped inside and pulled something from inside her pants pocket. Placing it on top of Sam's laptop, she turned and left the room before anyone could see she was there.
Without so much as a good-bye and in a blink of an eye, she left Bobby's house.
-0-
Sam was exhausted when he decided to go to bed a few hours later. Ruby was gone, which he was pleased with, and he knew the others were too — especially Dean. But when he headed into his room, his eye fell onto his laptop and the item that sat on top.
He swallowed hard, knowing who had left it. He felt like his room — his sanctuary — had been violated in some way. First Lilith was in here, then Ruby. He sat down on his bed and picked up the small silver flask.
This was a clear message, and one Ruby didn't want Dean to know about. She had approached him with this plan when he had first gone up against Lilith. He flat out refused it then, but would he now? He wasn't sure. He just felt confused and tired. It had been an emotionally draining few days.
Opening the flask, he looked inside. It was full. Sighing, Sam closed it and put it under his bed, not wanting to think about it until morning.
-0-
A seductive voice purred in his ear. "Sammy, we need to talk."
Sam slowly opened his eyes and found Ruby sitting on top of him. He tried to throw her off but couldn't move.
He then started to shout for his brother, but a hand was quickly placed over his mouth.
"Shhhh, just listen for a minute. I'm not here at Bobby's, just in your dream. If you start screaming, then Dean will come and wake you up before we can talk — and we really need to talk. Please just hear me out." Ruby's tone was gentler than Sam was used to.
She slowly withdrew her hand, and Sam let out a sigh. "Fine, let's get this over so you can leave me alone."
"You really want me to leave you alone?" Ruby ground her body against him.
"Ruby, stop!" Sam could feel anger and some anxiety building inside him.
Ruby stilled her movement. "You're no fun. I promise I could show you a lot better time than my cousin."
"Are you jealous? Is that what this about?" Sam snapped back.
"No, I just hate to see you waste your time with her only to have Lilith rip you to shreds again."
"This time I'll be ready," Sam snapped back, trying to sound confident even though he felt far from it.
Ruby rolled her eyes. "It didn't work last time, and it won't this time. Sam, be realistic. What's inside you is demonic, and mixing it with good magic is not gonna work. You might get a few blows in; but in the end, Lilith will have the upper hand."
"Maybe, but I have to try," Sam replied quietly.
"Yes, you do. I get that. But listen, please? Last time, I tried telling you that you weren't ready. You needed more training and demon blood. I was telling the truth, and I think you know that in the end I was right." Ruby sighed as she finished.
"Okay, maybe you were right, but I was able to live with myself when the battle was over. Would I have been able to if I'd gone dark side?" Sam swallowed hard. The emotions were building inside him. It always happened when he thought about the battle and his sacrifice all those years ago.
"You won't. You don't have it in you to go dark side. Sam, you are one of the strongest people I've ever met, and I've been around a long time. You can do this with my help — and with the demon blood — and not become evil. Look at me if you need to understand free will. I don't exactly fit the demon bill." Ruby's voice got quiet as she finished.
"That's the thing: You are a demon. I can't trust you. I can't trust you when you claim I won't go dark side," Sam snapped back.
Ruby actually looked a bit hurt, but then she quickly covered her hurt with a smirk. "Fine, let's play devil's advocate. I'm pretty good at that. Lilith is coming for you no matter which route you go, and this time she is stronger and ready for vengeance. You don't just have to worry about seals and the Apocalypse. She is not only after you but Dean, Bobby, and my distant cousins. She will take them and rip them to shreds as you watch. Are you prepared for that? Are you prepared to be held by an invisible force as Dean bleeds out in front of you or Melinda's young life is quenched in front of you? They have all their hope invested in you. If you fail, you will have to watch them die. And I'm not sure that she would kill you after all of that. Maybe she would use you as a meat suit for one of her minions. That could happen, Sam. Are you ready?"
Sam could feel his body trembling and going into panic mode. His anxiety was making it hard to think clearly. He had to get out; he had to get away.
In his dream he threw Ruby off as he sat up in bed. Then she was gone in the darkness as he awakened. His breathing was a struggle, and he felt like the night was strangling him. Slowly, but with determination, he rose from his bed and moved to the bedroom door.
Without thinking he threw the door open and headed to the living room. He was thankful that the house was quiet. He was the only one up.
Sam felt himself drawn towards the front door and the night outside. He needed to clear his head, to catch his breath, or he was gonna have a break down. He couldn't afford to be committed to a hospital now. Ruby made that perfectly clear.
He carefully opened the front door and made a silent plea that his night jaunt wouldn't wake any of the others. The door opened quietly, and Sam found himself making his way down the front steps. His bare feet felt cold as they touched the ground. He felt his whole body shiver, but he didn't know if it was from the night air or panic.
Sam took about ten steps and then felt himself collapsing to the ground, trying to breathe. A small hand made its way under his chin. For a moment Sam's heart stopped; fear that Lilith had found him made him seize up in fear.
"It's okay, baby. I'm here," Ruby's voice purred. Sam found himself taking comfort in it. She slowly took him into her arms, and Sam didn't resist. Couldn't; he needed this. He needed someone to tell him that everything was going to be okay: that Dean would be okay and everyone he cared about. He couldn't stand the thought of losing them. That thought terrified him more than any other.
"You can do this, Sam. You are strong enough. With my help, you can destroy Lilith before she destroys everything you love and hold dear."
Sam wasn't sure he believed her. He was still sure this was not a good idea, that in the end if he followed his path he would lose his soul, his life but he had to try. Ruby was right: The other path had failed him miserably, and he couldn't chance failing again.
This path was dark, but it had promise that Dean and Bobby would survive and live out the rest of their lives in peace. A promise that Melinda and her brothers would have a future. A promise of a future for everyone, if he was brave enough to try.
He had to try. Sam felt himself clinging to Ruby like she was his lifeline, because in reality she was. He needed her to make this all better. Taking drugs and hiding was not going to save or help anyone.
The chakras, while helpful, were useless against Lilith.
He needed Ruby. He gasped as he felt her lips next to him, and slowly he returned the kiss. Her tongue was salty and sweet, and it soon invaded his mouth and he sucked it in needing her, all of her. She pulled away, smirking at him, as she took her shirt off. He found himself caught up in the passion of the moment and removed his own shirt before pulling her close.
His mouth was mapping a path down her neck and then her supple breasts. Letting the lust and desire take hold, he felt his panic and anxiety melt away. Holding Ruby tight made him feel powerful for the first time in years.
Sam's mind briefly flashed the thought that the demon had him under a spell, but he quickly buried that thought in his need to feel something besides fear.
Ruby had quickly undressed, never breaking their contact, and he could feel her relieving him of his clothing. Her hands found his member and expertly stroked it.
It had been so long since he had felt the pleasure of another person that he found himself fighting an orgasm. Sam wanted to be inside Ruby to claim her for his own. To own her.
She seemed to understand this need and squeezed the crown of his dick, staving off the impeding orgasm. Ruby worked the precum from the crown of his dick over the rest of his shaft and then took her hand and licked the palm.
Sam watched as she lowered herself until he was sheathed deep inside of her. A moan erupted from deep inside him, and she echoed it.
Kneeling on the ground with Ruby wrapped around him should have been painful, but he felt no pain. Being exposed to Ruby with no clothing to hide his scars should have been embarrassing and make him feel like less a man, but instead it made him feel alive.
Ruby's hand glided over each scar reverently, like she was memorizing them, worshiping them. It made Sam feel attractive for the first time in years.
The thrusts he made into to Ruby were frantic with need, and it wasn't long before he felt her tighten around him, moaning his name as she climaxed. His orgasm hit just as she slumped against him in an intense eruption.
He didn't remember feeling so powerful since the incident with Lilith. Sam held Ruby tight as he caught his breath.
"Oh, Sam, that was so good. We need each other. I think you see that now," Ruby purred in his ear.
Sam's voice was raspy as he replied, "Yeah, I need you to help me. Together we can take down Lilith and end this."
"Oh, baby, you make me so happy," Ruby said as she slowly pulled away. Her face was lit up in a smile as she reached for her discarded jeans.
Sam watched as she took out a knife, the blade shown bright under the moonlight. Ruby took the knife and quickly slashed her right forearm and held it up to Sam's lips.
"Drink, baby. Become the hero of the story." Ruby gasped as Sam took her arm into his and pulled to his mouth.
Sam was nervous as he took the first sip, but as the blood entered his mouth he lost that nervous feeling. The blood felt good and tasted right. He could feel its power as he swallowed. It felt like the answer to his prayers.
It had to be the answer.
A/N: Thanks for reading sorry I'm a bit late getting it up- pollen has been killing me!