Ruby shuddered and gasped as the body kept pumping the cursed holy water through her veins. She held her shattered right arm closer to her body cursing whatever they had done to her that was keeping her from healing herself. Not for the first time she had to wonder if they were letting her go. They wanted Sam and Dean, wanted them something bad, but that hadn't been why they were keeping her. They had wanted the Traitor. The Traitor was elusive and not even Ruby knew who it was. Very few did, like Beriah. Another body shudder ran through her as she remembered her main torturer in the Pit. The left arm wasn't in much better shape, dislocated and broken in at least one place. "Ah," She stumbled on the uneven sidewalk and almost ended up on the ground.

Keep moving, keep moving

Her fractured ankle throbbed with every step that she took but she wasn't going to let it slow her down. The torture had been worse than this, she could make it to Sam. All she had to do was make it to Sam; she could already smell him a mile away. Sam. Sam would save her, heal her. All she would have to do is walk him through it, explain to him how their blood was connected with each other. Ruby would be whole again in no time.

"Shit," She lost her footing and fell to the ground. Ruby laughed soft and broken. The truly ridiculous thing, as she tried to pull herself off the ground, was that this body would survive the curse that was slowly burning her demonic soul away. A few broken bones and a life time of nightmares and therapy but she would survive.

"Sweetheart?" Ruby broke into a grin, God did have one hell of a sense of humor. She hadn't even smelled Dean she was so focused on Sam's scent. "Damn you need a hospital." He picked her up so gently.

"Just get me to your brother angel-bitch." She smirked weakly and laughed at Dean's shocked look. "I don't have a lot of time--" She cut off as another wave of pain spasmed through her. Dean thankfully didn't waste any more time and rushed her to the hotel room.

"Dean what the hell--" Sam cut off when he got a good look at the woman in his arms. "Ruby?" He breathed and took the broken body from Dean.

"Dude how did.." Dean trailed off as Sam gathered her up gently and held her close.

"I've missed you so much." Sam whispered in her ear. "Every--" He stopped when he felt a sob try to push it's way out. "What's wrong, what happen?" He asked when he had enough control over himself.

"You have to heal me, use your blood.." Ruby trailed off and Sam knew his eyes were filling with regret and anguish.

"I can't," This time he couldn't hold in the sob. "I died and the angels resurrected me... I-I'm not infected anymore." She winced at 'infected.'

"I'm so screwed." She buried her head in Sam's shoulder. "At least," She stopped, lifted her head and weakly kissed him. "I get to die here."

Sam's voice was thick with tears but the steel was clear, "Who did this to you?"

Ruby's eyes flew open and she looked around wildly, "Where's Dean," Dean came into their view he'd been trying to give them as much privacy as possible. "The traitor Dean is an angel that-that you.." Ruby's breathing became harsher. "You know them.. I don't.. but.." A scream ripped from her throat and she barely got out, "I love you, Sam."

Sam shook the limp body uncaring or completely forgetting that it was now a broken humans body. "I love you too."

She was barely a woman, more like a teenager as her eyes flew open and she began to struggle against Sam. "Let me go, what the hell, let me go." Her arms stilled and her eyes went wide. "They tortured me." She whispered.

Dean stepped forward as his brother got away from the girl, barely holding his tears in. "They can't hurt you anymore--"

"They kept cutting me open, they wanted me to tell them who the--"

"Listen to me," Dean grabbed her gently by the shoulders, not even applying pressure, "You are safe now. They will not hurt you anymore. We have to take you to the hospital." Dean waited, made sure she was still with him. "You cannot tell anyone what happen to you, do you understand. If you do," She started to drift from him, "Hey! If you do they will put you in the loony bin." Dean heard from behind Sam mumble.

"Yeah, that's going to help her calm down." He shot Sam a look but he was staring off into his own piece of space and Dean wasn't going to hold it against him.

"Do you understand?" She nodded weakly then looked up at him, wonder in her eyes.

"Are you the angel she kept thinking about?"

Dean looked away for a moment, he'd never dealt with someone who had been possessed before he needed Sam. "Sammy you need to get your shit together. I need help here."

Sam snapped his attention to Dean, "What do you need?"

"Help her to the car. I'm going to pack all of our stuff." Dean helped his brother up. "You know what to expect, you've saved more people from possession than I have." Sam nodded his head and determination set in his eyes.

"Let me," Sam got an arm around her waist and hefted her up, careful of the broken foot and arms. "Just try to clear your mind and think.." Sam's voice drifted out as he got her out the door.

Dean started shoving their belongings into their bags uncaring of what went into each bag, they'd get her to the hospital and then book it out of town. He headed out the door and caught the tail end of the girl telling Sam, "Safety first." Before she laughed a bit nervously, bordering on hysterically. Something started to bother Dean and the look Sam sent him over the roof didn't help matters.

"What's your name Sweetheart?"

"Not Sweetheart," She fumbled with her belt and Dean couldn't understand how she would want buckled in when she was in obvious--That was what was bothering him, not once had she--

Sam elbowed him and Dean shot him an annoyed look but Sam simply mouthed, "Later." Dean shivered unvoluntarily. Sam did the creepy thing again and had caught his thoughts.

"Edith, terrible name." She gasped in pain and Dean looked at Sam. "Fa-mily call me Eddy." Her voice broke on 'family' and tears welled up in her eyes. "You're Sam and Dean Winchester aren't you?"

"Yes ho--" Sam's confused look told Dean that he may have given the girl ailiases.

"They want you, they talk about you constantly. They say you're mucking with the future." Eddy stared out the window. "They talked about a traitor, they want their name too." Dean caught Sam's eye but his brother only offered, "Later," again.

Something was wrong, even Dean knew that she shouldn't remember this much. Unless Ruby had intentionally tried to torture this girl Dean knew that the vessel could be repressed completely. "How much do you remember?"

"Too much," Eddy's breath hitched and she brought her arm closer to her body. She wouldn't be safe if the demons thought there was anything to gain from her.

"Are you in pain?" Sam asked suddenly.

"This isn't anything--"

"That isn't your memory!" Sam shouted but stumbled out, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Dean got it now, why Sam hadn't wanted to explain anything. He'd been too busy shifting through her mind.

"Could've fooled me." Eddy fell silent and Sam didn't add anymore, Dean was left waiting and confused.

Dean and Sam were outside the hospital, Eddy was in surgery and if they knew what was good for them they'd get out of there before the police showed up. Eddy had been in a lot worse shape than either brother had realized. Right arm broken in three places, left shoulder dislocated, ankle twisted possibly broken. That was just bones. She had crude tattooing on her stomach and a laceration on her back. He was surprised that they weren't taken into custody the moment they stepped into the hospital but Eddy had been lucid enough, though she really shouldn't have been, to tell the doctors that she'd never met them before that the men had found her and rushed her here.

"Sam start talking what was the shit in the car." Dean demanded once they were away from the ER lights and the people that were gathered there. Damn weekend nights.

Sam clenched and unclenched his hands for a moment, "There was something wrong with her mind the moment I started--"

"You invaded her mind?"

"It's how I helped other ex-possessed I help them forget, in a way, what had happen to them. Sort of locked it away in their minds so it--"

"I get it, I get it. You were helping them."

"She was already processing what happen to her. She was filing it away for lack of a better word. She didn't even register how much pain she was in because Ruby's thoughts are all jumbled in with hers." Sam paused and Dean used it to cut in since he'd been biting his tongue to keep quiet.

"So Ruby left a going away present in Eddy's head?"

"Just very faint memories. I mean a lot of them will probably fade with time, but Dean some of the ones I saw.. I-" Sam stopped and for a moment Dean swore he saw actually fear in his eyes. Little boy scared fear, but it was gone with the next blink of his eye and Dean was sure he could convince himself he imagined it. "Her mind's like yours it's so organized and everything is in place. This isn't a present from Ruby, she had her mind filed like this long before possession. It's fascinating..." Sam was still new to reading minds and thankfully since his ressurrection there hadn't been any premonitions, they didn't know if they would still cause the splitting headache pain.

"I told you dude, I don't want to hear about my mind." Even though Sam claimed that he had enough practice with Dean's brain not to go invading it on accident didn't mean that it didn't freak him out to hear about his filing cabinet system.

"I'm just saying- never mind. Dean what are we going to do here?" Sam asked looking back at the hospital. "We got to make a decision before things get hectic."

"We should stay, answer questions and then make sure Eddy is going to be fine. It's the least we can do since we told her she couldn't say to anyone what happen to her." Dean looked at Sam and the younger man nodded his head.

"Yeah, we should stay." They headed back for the hospital in silence.

Sorry this took so long to get out. I suffered from crippling writer's block. This was actually longer, y'know in my head, but when I went to type or even just write it got all jumbled and twisted around. That's why there is an abpurt ending.. again, because I had an idea what Eddy was going to do, play in the story and then well... Things got weird and now I'm re-evaluating her purpose.

So it may or may not take me a little bit to get the next chapter up. I've got to abuse the muse, anyone seeing a pattern here with me an' muses? and then maybe something will happen.