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"Sometimes, I think I'm the only sane person on the planet," Ruby grunted as she tried to wrench Jo away from Dean.
"Tell that to your wacko memories," Gabriel aid.
Ruby shot him a scowl over her shoulder, and then turned her attentions back to the matter at hand. Jo was currently clamoring at Dean, a small knife clutched in her hand.
Ruby grabbed the knife-wielding hand and twisted it behind her back. "Not you, too, sweetheart," Ruby leaned over her shoulder and said into her ear. "We're supposed to be the friendly ones."
Jo took her free arm and rammed her elbow into Ruby's temple. She cried out in pain and released her hold, stumbling backwards. Jo spun and went for Dean again, but Sam stepped in front of her.
"He's got you there," Ruby said, rubbing the side of her head and sorting herself out. "What use is it trying to run past a brick wall?"
Despite his size, Sam was man, and a man could be overpowered.
Anything to get to Dean.
Jo tried to push her foot into Sam's stomach, but he contorted his body to avoid it. He swung his fist out to meet her, but she avoided it just as skillfully.
During these processions, Dean didn't just sit there and allow himself to achieve damsel status. His eyes flicked up subtly at Gabriel, or whatever his name actually was. Discreetly, he adjusted his hold on the Colt currently pointed at the ground and slid his finger onto the trigger.
Jo reared her knife behind her knife. By this time, Ruby had regained her composure. She seized the reared arm and was able to grab hold of the other one and pin them both behind Jo's back, locking her in place. Sam trudged closer to Jo and thrashed his fist across her face.
"Easy!" Ruby reprimanded, pulling Jo back a couple steps. "You could break the girls' neck!"
"I'd be doing the world a favor," Sam retorted.
"Still?" Ruby exclaimed.
Jo suddenly slammed her heel into Ruby's ankle. She sucked in a breath, but maintained her hold on Jo. Catching her off-guard, Jo threw back her little, blonde head, slamming it against Ruby's forehead. This time, she released her grip.
Jo's cheekbone still stung, but she wasn't mad at Sam. It was Dean she had beef with. After all, he used to treat her like a child. He was arrogant and patronizing. He'd used her as bait. He'd left her in that hardware store to die.
Never mind that she was had changed so much over the course of a few years and Dean's treatment of her had changed along with it. Never mind she'd wanted to be bait. Never mind that she was the one who brought the idea of building the bomb and suggested everyone leave her there to explode. Never mind that everyone had their faults.
It didn't matter because she hated Dean and that was that.
Dean watched Gabriel gaze upon the results of his chaos smugly. He gripped the Colt tightly, and then slowly, very slowly, began to lift to aim at Gabriel's head. He had it aimed at his eye, when suddenly, something occurred to him.
Jo was an annoying brat. She punched him in the face when they first met. She'd but into him and Sam's hunt and almost got herself killed. She was the bait to get him to kill Sam. She got herself all bloody and injured on one of their hunts together and ended up getting her mom killed.
Never mind Jo had changed considerably since their first meeting. Never mind that it was Meg who tied up Jo in the first place, and she was competent of taking Meg's head off these days. Never mind she'd gotten hurt saving his life.
It didn't matter because he hated Jo and that was that.
Sam and Jo were currently going at each other. Dean dropped the gun from Gabriel and trotted over to join the brawl.
The corner of Gabriel's lip quirked at his work.
Dean slammed the butt of the Colt into Jo's head, catching her by surprise with his sudden inclusion in the fight. He flipped the gun around to shoot her, but Ruby stepped in, forcing her boot into Dean's side. He lost his aim as stumbled over himself, but clambered back toward Jo. He was blocked again by Ruby's efforts. Jo tried to weasel past Ruby in her attempted to get to Dean. Ruby struck her foot backwards into Jo's calf, then up into Sam's more intimate parts as he tried to get at her, too.
Ruby suddenly found herself in the middle of a volatile situation.
As Sam wheezed in pain at one of the cheaper, but more effective tactics to be used against strong male rivals, Ruby struck her arms out to nail Dean and Ruby in the faces. They were wincing for about two seconds, and then were trying to scramble past her again.
She couldn't keep this up forever, she knew. She was already exhausted.
"Why are you doing this?" she shouted to Gabriel, still poised unharmed about ten feet away.
"Why aren't you doing this?" he responded. "After how they've treated you?"
"Ever heard of forgiving and forgetting?" Ruby tried as she swung her fist across Dean's face. They weren't even listening to this exchange, so caught up in their own feelings.
"Sam and Dean have treated you like dirt since they met you."
"Sam's been kind of sweet," she offered as she elbow said Sam in the ribcage.
"This isn't just about you, Ruby!" Gabriel explained enthusiastically. "All of our kind has been undermined, particularly by these two clowns. They keep killing us off, and killing off things like us, no questions asked."
"Terrible, considering how lovely you've been treating them," she said.
"Ripping them apart is how we take them down," he urged. "And it's not that easy to sever the ties between those two, so I twisted up the other ones. And look at them, Ruby. Once you step out of this equation, they could kill each other. And we could employ this strategy with every hunter out there, and pretty soon, we're free."
"I don't see the sense in letting all the creepy crawlies run unfettered across the earth," Ruby grunted, wrenching Jo back by the hair.
"Outside of hunters, no one cares if your eyes turn black when you're upset," Gabriel said, "or if you feed on bad vibes. There's so much feeding ground out there, Ruby. Just take it."
"No hunters, and uncontrolled Odis, and the world could plunge into chaos," Ruby frowned.
"Not for us," Gabriel pointed out.
"How selfless of you," Ruby groaned. "Well, sorry, pal, but that wannabe world domination play of yours isn't okay with us."
"'Us,'" Gabriel repeated. "Do you hear yourself? You consider yourself one of them. But Ruby, right down to the DNA, you're more like me."
Ruby froze. For about six fractions of a second, considering she was in the midst of combat, but she froze nonetheless.
"You're right," she realized. "I am a lot like you."
Gabriel narrowed his eyes, not sure where this was going.
And suddenly, the fighting, violent figures of Sam, Dean, and Jo stopped. A couple of them had weapons raised, but they froze them in the air. It was as if something overcame them. Suddenly, it didn't seem right to fight each other.
"Thanks," Ruby smirked, sliding her machete back into the hip of her pants.
The three un-mutated humans took a moment to assess themselves. None of them hated the other. Sam and Dean didn't even hate Jo anymore.
Ruby grinned up at Gabriel. "That's more like it."