"Alright you win. What do I have to do?"
Ruby looked at Sam and tilted her head. "What do you mean?"
"To save Dean."
Dean grabbed him. "What do you think you're doing?"
"Just shut up for a second. Ruby!"
"You had your chance! You can't just flip a switch, we needed time."
"There's gotta be something, there's gotta be some way. I mean whatever it is, I'll do it." Dean pulled him back and he fought against him. "I'm not gonna let you go to hell!"
"Yes you are!" He yelled and lowered his voice. "Yes you are. I'm sorry, I know this is my fault. But what you're doing is not going to save me, it's only going to kill you."
His eyes teared up and he had to face it. Kayla had it easy, not being here for the final act. "What am I supposed to do?"
"Keep fighting. Take care of my wheels." He kept himself from breaking down. "Take care of Kayla huh? She thinks she's really tough but you need to have her back, especially now. Remember what dad taught you, remember what I taught you."
They all turned to the grandfather's clock as it struck midnight. Time was up.
He smiled, a last ditch effort to comfort his little brother.
"I'm sorry Dean." Ruby stated. "I wouldn't wish this on my worst enemy."
He heard the hound and looked to the dining room. "Hell hound."
"Where?" Sam looked.
"There." As it stepped forward Dean dashed for the back room, Ruby and Sam following close behind him. They shoved the door shut and with shaking hands Dean drew the line of salt. After awhile the door stopped shaking.
"Give me the knife. Maybe I can fight it off, that stuff won't last forever."
Sam started to hand the knife over.
"Wait!" Dean yelled.
"Do you want to die?" She glared at him.
"It's not Ruby, Sam it's not Ruby!"
He tried to stab her but the knife flew out of his hand and he was thrown against the wall. Dean slammed onto his back on the table.
"How long have you been in her?"
"Not long." She answered, looking herself over. "But I like it, it's all grown up and pretty." Her eyes turned white.
"Where's Ruby?"
"She was a very bad girl. So I sent her far, far away."
"I shoulda seen it before." Dean grimaced, fighting against the hold on him. "But you all look alike to me."
She turned her attention to Sam and walked over. "Hello Sam, I've wanted to meet you for a very long time." She grabbed his face and kissed him. "Your lips are soft."
"Alright so you have me. Let my brother go."
"Silly goose. If you want to bargain, you have to have something that I want. You don't."
"So is this the big plan?" Dean caught her attention. "Drag me to hell, kill Sam, then what? You become Queen Bitch?"
"I don't have to answer to puppy chow." She smiled and opened the door. "Sick 'em boy."
Sam watched in horror, helpless, screaming for his mercy as Dean was torn apart by a hellhound he couldn't even see. The claw marks all became a blur of blood as he lost consciousness.
"No!"
"Yes." Lilith raised her hand and the room was filled with white light.
Sam shielded his eyes for a moment but felt nothing. When he looked at Lilith she was clearly shocked at the ineffectiveness, if not terrified. He stepped towards her.
"Back." She held up her hand, fearful. "I said back!"
He picked up Ruby's knife. "I don't think so." Before he could strike the demon streamed out of her.
Sam kneeled by his brother, his body beyond help. There was nothing he could do, he'd failed him.
