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Chapter 3: Just like a pill
It was like sunlight pouring through your eyes, or drinking bleach. A sharp burst of reality. Two demons attacked him; nothing like that to wake you up in the morning. Of course, life is strange. Ruby was there.
Ruby didn't take revenge. Instead, she turned on the ones holding him in place, and plunged her knife deep into its chest. Sam watched, astonished as the demon slumped down onto the cold floor.
"C'mon, we gotta haul ass."
Sam let her lead him; a bitter comet, speeding out the door and racing down a cracked parking lot. Sam then realized that reality shifted again. Suddenly nothing felt as real as his feet pounding the pavement, following a girl.
"So who are you in?" Sam felt his disgust.
"Just somebody." Ruby snapped.
Sam pulled over.
"What gives? I busted my ass trying to get Lilith to trust me, and get my self outta the Pit. I just killed someone for you-a thank you would be nice!" she screeched.
"Boo-hoo." Sam deadpanned. "I'm really moved."
Sam opened her door.
"Now get out."
He couldn't get rid of her. The next day she showed up, in a new body, with a smirk ready in place.
"Look, I'm 100% me." she let the proof flutter into his hands.
She breezed past him, and Sam gritted his teeth; what the hell?
"So what do you want?"
"Well, since I can't do anything for Dean-" she held up her hands, "now hold on, I can do you one better. I'll help you kill Lilith."
"Why?" reality made him skeptical.
"I've allways hated her. That, and she killed me. By now she'll know I've betrayed her, so I'm a fugitive, so to speak." she smiled at him, "we're kinda in the same boat, and you know, Dean wouldn't want-"
"Shut up." Sam retorted, in voice so dangerous she flinched; somewhere deep inside he smiled.
Reality slithered in. She had a point; if Dean couldn't be saved, killing Lilith was the next best thing.
Ruby did a strange thing: she saved his life. Now he was willing to admit that he made a mistake. Got reckless and rushed when he first got a whiff of Lilith's scent. He would have died before he got the chance to do anything. Now he owed Ruby. This was serious; he'd be a better student from now on. Unfortunately, they were stuck together now. They both knew he needed something.
Patience. Sobriety.
So she was building him up again, away from the mindless creature he had become. His very own nurse Ratchet. A strange trust developed between them. They'd never betray each other, because that would mean screwing themselves over. Total waste.
Facts were facts, Dean was dead, and that pissed Sam off, but there was nothing anyone could do. He had to fend for now, pick up where his brother left off. Sam never felt so powerless. Nothing was ever going to be the same again.
Ruby sauntered over, a sensuous black hole. Demon. He shuddered at his curiosity, at the wrongness of it; the snake that was nudging him to that juicy apple.
"Its 100% me Sam." she whispered in his ear. "Is it cuz' I'm a demon? Don't let something that trivial stand in the way."
His heart pounded; he knew this would alter everything completely. He grabbed her suddenly. Her dark hair was thick and perfect to hold onto. Ruby's lips were the color of her name, and they brushed against his, teasing for contact. Her tongue pushed inside; warm and aching . Sam felt Ruby guide his hands beneath her shirt. Her peach skin was on fire. Sam wanted to get burned.
TBC…