Ruby looked way too comfortable curled up against Sams side, head on his shoulder and her hand on his leg. Sam didn't look displeased or pushed her away, and maybe it was his imagination but he almost seemed to be leaning into her as well.

To the outside eye they could almost look like any other couple enjoying a day in the park.

It made Deans stomach churn and he wasn't sure why.

"Maybe we should take this somewhere else, somewhere we can all sit." John suggested, looking around and seeing a few other people glancing at them.

Mary let out a deep, almost aggravated breath. "Fine, there's a diner a few blocks away." she said a bit tensely. "We'll go there."

Ruby let out a put upon sigh and gracefully stood up, taking Sams hand with her. Dean stared at that, stared at the way their fingers entwined together, and walked off together towards the diner.

Dean swallowed down whatever he was feeling, he was going to try to make sense of it later on when he had the time, and followed, glancing at his parents. Both of them looked grave, if looks could kill Mary's gaze would've killed Ruby alone.

By the time they all reached the diner Sam and Ruby were already sitting in a booth big enough for five of them. They stayed on one side of the booth, Ruby pressing into him again.

Sam still wasn't pushing her away or giving any indication that he in any way annoyed with her for her motions, Dean noted as he slid into the booth followed by his parents.

The waitress came over, a bored looking woman who barely looked at them as they ordered, and walked away, leaving them to talk among themselves.

"I want to know why you trust her." Mary said, leaning forward, her eyes pinning Ruby in place. Ruby didn't look that fazed, just raising an eyebrow at her in response.

"It's personal." Sam said tensely. "She helped me when I needed help the most. And no, I'm not going to tell you what happened."

"And how do you know that you're not just being manipulated by her?" Mary demanded. "How do you know that she's not lying?"

"She's right here." Ruby said in a low voice. "And considering I've been by his side for a lot more than you three combined? I'd watch the tone."

"Ruby, don't antagonize them, please." Sam said, rubbing at the bridge of his nose. "And again mom, it's personal. I don't want to get into it."

"How convenient." Mary said with a bit of a snort. "Because until I hear some concrete, and I'm talking bulletproof, holy water filled evidence. I'm not even remotely convinced."

"We're not looking for your approval." Ruby said simply. "Sams a big boy, he can make his own decisions."

Their waitress came by then, placing coffees and plates in front of them. Ruby smiled at the plate piled high with french fries and eagerly took the ketchup Sam offered her, all but drowning the fries in it.

"I get it, I do." Sam said softly. "And trust me, after everything with Azazel demons are the last ones that I would trust." he gave a small sigh, sipping at his coffee; he hadn't ordered anything else. "But Ruby is different."

"What makes her different?" John asked. He held a hand up when Sam was about to speak. "You're allowed to have your personal experiences that you don't want to share, but you also need to give us something Sam, we need some sort of proof."

Dean finally dared to look up, freezing when he saw Ruby was staring at him. Neither of them spoke as the others did, the sounds of their voices fading around them.

Then, Ruby smirked and as quick as anything, her eyes flicked to black. Before he could even tense up she blinked and her eyes went back to the human eyes.

She was still smirking at him and he couldn't shake that, couldn't shake off the look in those dead eyes, even if they weren't black anymore.

He can't trust her. No matter what Sam says.

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