Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural.

A/N: I really really really am really really really sorry about how long it's taken me to update this I've had humongous writers block and I've also been very busy.

A/N2: also there's a little more swearing in this chapter then in the past ones but nothing too bad I don't think.

The girl smirked at Sam in a way that was very unsettling.

"Hi Sam, long time no see." Sam expression hadn't changed in slightest.

"So what have you been up to Sam?"

"What do you want Ruby?!" Sam snarled instead of answering her question. Ruby smiled faded a little.

"I'm here as a courtesy of your father's, turn in yourself and Dean here" she said looking at Dean flirtatiously as she said his name "and he'll stop sending people to bring you in, disobey and he might have to little more creative." she started twirling a some strands of her hair around her finger, looking like any other teenage girl but Dean was pretty sure that she wasn't, he was pretty sure she was a demon. Sam's expression hadn't changed in the slightest.

"Ruby, if I were you I'd leave now before I show you how much I hate and despise you." Sam said his nostril flaring.

"If you hate and despise me, why are you giving me a warning? Or maybe you remember the long cold nights in which we kept each other warm?" she asked flirtatiously. Sam glare turned even icier, Dean had no idea it was even possible. Sam and Ruby they had slept together so his brother had scored... with a demon, no wonder he hadn't wanted to talk about girls.

"Do you miss me Sam?" she asked. "Do you miss the fun we had together? We can have that again you know, all you have to do is come home." Dean looked at Sam and saw the anger but also he was able to detect sadness too. This bitch had hurt his baby brother, boy he wished he had studied that exorcism rite when Sam had given it him. Dean was a little surprised of how protective he was of his brother.

"You lied to me." Sam said after a long moment. Ruby looked at him patronizing.

"Sweetie, everybody lies sometimes, it doesn't mean that they break up, you didn't even say goodbye Sam."

"There was no one to say goodbye to." Sam said and looked away from her. How did that thing start? He shook his head he didn't know.

"Sam exorcise her." he said instead.

"Remember those nights, the hot summer nights." she said suggestively.

"Sam!" Dean said louder when Sam didn't respond and was looking at Ruby. Sam seemed to snap out of it, he cleared his throat and started speaking Latin again, this time Dean was fairly sure it was the exorcism. Ruby glared back at Sam,

"Fine, but remember I warned you." black smoke filled the air and left the area, then the girls body hit the ground. Dean stared at him and Sam put his head down momentarily, before they both noticed the sirens they had been getting louder in the last few minutes. Dean hadn't noticed because of the stand off between Sam and Ruby. He wanted answers to the many questions he had, but now was not the time, especially if demons knew they were there, they couldn't afford to be caught. Sam headed towards the Impala again and Dean followed him. As soon as Dean's door was shut Sam took off, not towards the freeway but away from it, away from the sirens.

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About a half hour later Dean was wondering when they were going to stop and had been wondering that for awhile. They were going the wrong way and however far away they went, it would take them just as long to get back. A few minutes later Sam suddenly pulled off onto the side of the road and slammed on the breaks. He turned the engine off and got out of the car leaving his door ajar. Dean thought about it for a moment then left the car as well to follow Sam. It was only because of the nearly full moon that he could see him. He caught up with him by jogging a bit and grabbed Sam's shoulder to stop him from walking away any further. Sam stopped, but was facing away from him so he had no idea what he was thinking.

"Sam are you okay?" Dean asked even though he already know the answer was no.

"I'm fine." Sam said obviously lying. Huh? So his brother did have some emotions. Dean deliberated for few moments then decided to call Sam on his crap.

"Yeah, you sure look fine." Dean said sarcastically. "Who was she?" he asked, Sam turned, stepped away from him and glared at him.

"Come on, you know everything about my life. Isn't' it fair that you tell me one thing, just one thing about yours?" Sam bit his lip but seemed to consider what Dean had said.

"Her...her name was Ruby." he bit out. Dean nodded encouragingly hoping to get more then the little tidbit, which he already knew.

"She's a demon." yet another he already knew but Dean forced himself to remain quiet.

"And we...we were together." Sam said reluctantly despite the fact that it was yet another that Dean already knew. He was having a hard time biting back the no shit Sherlock that wanted to escape his mouth, but he managed.

"She was there to...she was there to manipulate me." Sam bit out angrily, Dean didn't like the sound of where this was going.

"She had a body around my age and she was constantly trying to get me to sleep with her. The fact that Azazel didn't seem to want me to sleep with her only made her that much more desirable, I've since learned that I have a small problem with authority figures..so I did" the anger was gone from his voice now just filled with sadness ".She taught me how to use my powers." that bitch taught him those freaky mind tricks, that increased his level of hate for her again. "While also feeding me her blood." Dean eyes widened.

"What?" Dean must have not heard that right. Sam smiled bitterly.

"It made me strong, it's a shortcut, you don't have to focus so much and it doesn't hurt so much if you have demon blood inside of you. Unfortunately it also made me dependent on her I didn't see what she was doing to me, and I probably never would have until I developed a new ability." he paused for a moment then said "Reading minds, just demon minds but still quite a nifty little trick and important because that's when I realized the truth." Dean couldn't help himself he knew he was suppose to ask and despite himself he was curious.

"What truth?" he had a feeling that whatever Sam was going to say was very important. Sam laughed bitterly and looked down at the ground.

"Azazel always told me that I was special and that I was suppose to lead his army. I was okay with that." Sam grit his teeth in anger " What I'm not okay with is being someone meat sack. I'm nobody's meat sack."

"Meat sack?" Dean asked not understand. Sam sighed then answered.

"It's what demons call the body's they possess. I've grown up around a lot of demons. The man I thought was my father is one the most powerful ones and incidentally the one after you and me. Like I said I was fine with leading the demon army but I will not submit to Lucifer." Dean eye brows creased in confusion not knowing where that came from.

"What?"

"That's my purpose, after leading the demon army for awhile my purpose is to let Lucifer take over my reigns. Nobody controls my body but me." Sam practically snarled then took a few calming breaths.

"So I left but before I did I also heard him think about you and how you had a role in all of this. I knew that once I left they would come after you so I if I wanted to figure out what your role is this thing was I'd have to make sure they didn't take you or kill you or whatever it was they were planning to do with you." Dean's mind was spinning with all the new information that it was having to process. Although he did manage to catch one thing.

"If you can read minds why didn't you just read hers." Sam looked down.

"Without Ruby's blood, my abilities are slowly regressing, I can't read minds anymore."

"Why didn't you read them before?"

"Because I couldn't act like things were okay and because it hurt so much to read them in the first place." Dean found himself staring at Sam who was looking at the ground. He felt the rage burning inside him at everything that happened to his brother in his short life. His whole life Sam had been kept away from any semblance of a normal all so he could be possessed. Dean wasn't even going to pretend to know what some of the stuff that Sam told him meant but he learned enough to be angry.

"Azazel." Sam looked at him in confusion.

"What about him?"

"He's the one who took you didn't he?" he was pretty sure that was the name that Sam kept throwing out there when ever he talked about his past. Sam looked confused but nodded.

"He killed mom and Dad?" Dean asked sharply, Sam nodded again but more solemnly.

"He keeps trying to get you back?" Sam nodded again.

"That bastard!" Sam blinked a backed a few feet away from him alarmed. Dean took a few deep breaths calming himself.

"Don't you see? He killed mom!" there went his calm "He killed Dad! He stole you raised you like a demon! And he's even screwing with our lives now!" Sam shrugged helplessly.

"There's nothing we can do but run."

"Can't you just do that exorcism thing?" Sam shook his head.

"I mean theoretically if I could get that close, but he's telekinetic,"

"So are you." Dean countered with a shrug. Sam scowled at him.

"He can also get into your head, and create fire and wounds out of nowhere. Which I haven't been on receiving end on, but I've seen it enough times to know that it's not exactly something you want to experience. Even if we do exorcise him he'll just go back to hell and he'll be back up in no time."

"I want him dead." Dean said with a snarl.

"Dean." Sam said sounding tired.

"I want him dead." Dean repeated.

"I just told you-"

"No really dead." Dean said adamant, the demon destroyed his entire family, who knew what life would have been like for them if the demon hadn't killed their parents and stole Sam. The demon deserved to pay for what he did, for destroying everything.

"I don't know of any way to kill him!" Sam shouted out angrily "Which is why we've been avoiding him so far and not actively seeking him out. Do you think that after everything he's done to me, if I had a way to kill him I wouldn't." Sam asked more softly he cleared his throat "Besides you don't have the skills yet, to even take down a regular demon."

"Then teach me!" Dean yelled then took a few deep breaths so that the next thing would come out more calmly "Teach me what I need to know to kill that son of a bitch."

"Dean I've already started, but it's...it's a lot of work it's not exactly going to happen overnight. Besides the fact that we were training the last time they located us."

""Why doesn't he come directly for us?" Dean paused "There has to be something that will make it harder to locate us." Sam shrugged.

""Honestly I don't know I've been asking myself that question since I left him. As for the other question if there is I don't know about it and I don't exactly have any people I can reach out to." Sam said.

"Maybe you need to make more friends." Sam looked down at the ground again. Dean followed his gaze just in case there was actually something on the ground that he found interesting enough to keep looking down at it. There wasn't, it was the tall grass that ran on the side of mountains when no one kept cutting the grass down to a certain height.

"I don't think that will work." Sam said with a shake of his head.

"Why not?"

"There's a limited amount of people who would have information like that. People who are allied with Azazel and people who won't work with people...like me." the psychic powers thing...and the demon blood thing... from what little Dean knew about hunters he could understand why they might have a hard time with that. Hell his brother was one and he was still having a bit of a hard time with it.

"We can't run for the rest of our lives." Sam shook his head.

"We have to." Dean shook his head this time.

"There has to be another way" Dean decided to go for a compromise.

"How about we look in books and stuff first and if we can't find anything there we scoop out someone who will help us. Only if we can't something in a book." Sam looked pensive then nodded his agreement.

"Fantastic, now I think we stayed here long enough for the police to be gone, so let's get back on the freeway and get some grub, I'm too wired to sleep." Sam looked at him for a long moment just as Dean was about to ask what Sam said.

"Do you always think with your stomach?" Dean smiled it was the first normal sounding thing they had talked about in awhile. Dean just shrugged though.

"I'm hungry." Sam smiled a little bit and then Dean found something thrown at him. He must of improved in his reflexive because he caught it without really even thinking about it, even in the dim light. He looked down at it and found the keys to the Impala.

"You drive then." Sam said and made his way to the passengers side of the Impala. Dean smiled and jogged a bit to catch up with Sam. He opened his door at the same time as Sam and got in. As he pulled out onto the main road he said.

"I hope they have pie." Sam looked at him and gave him a slow smile.

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