Title: Catch Me When I Fall

Fandom: Supernatural/ BTVS/ATS (it's not a crossover per se but I will borrow the mythology from Mutant Enemy and mention some characters)

Rating: T

Setting: Post Season 3 episode 10

Characters: Dean, Ruby & Sam

Pairings: Hint of Dean & Ruby

Word Count: 1,474

A/N: In my world Katie Cassidy's Ruby is the real Ruby and Genevieve Cortese's Ruby is a demon impersonating real Ruby, it's the only thing that makes sense!

Oh and I checked Katie Cassidy's eye-color on Wikipedia, its green. I think they look blue-green or basically do that thing that SMG's eyes do where depending on the color of clothing and lighting in a scene they look different. Or maybe it depends on what you've been smoking, I dunno.

CHAPTER 2

Dean sat on Bobby's porch and stared blindly at the stars, he did not ever want to think about what he'd seen while on the African dream-root again. Just seeing himself with black eyes the one time made his skin crawl with remembered revulsion. He was already booked for an eternity of torture so why did life have to keep kicking him when he was already down and out for the count?

A spicy scent of roses permeated the air and a split-second later Ruby sat down next to him startling Dean out of his morose thoughts. She silently handed him an ice cold beer and twisted the cap off her own.

"Plenty of time for self-flagellation and cold debilitating fear that courses through your blood like Grade A heroin Hellboy."

Dean pinned her with an icy green stare that could have turned her into stone. Ruby smirked and took a deep swallow of her beer.

"Sam's inside."

"What's your point?"

"Well since you've appointed yourself his personal demon bodyguard shouldn't you go and guard him?" Dean ground out.

Ruby shrugged, "Him and your ole man Bobby are poring over some books and as far as spectator sports go… it's up there with cricket, watching paint dry and grass grow."

Dean couldn't help the appreciative smirk her comment elicited, with a shrug he chugged the beer she had given him. Pulling the bottle away from his lips Dean studied the label impressed by how good it tasted. Molson Canadian Ice. Dean slid Ruby an appraising look.

"You were in Hell for what 700 years and here you are drinking beer and saving our butts, and you were an evil demon-worshiping witch when you were human. So there's hope for me right," he spoke with false cheer.

Ruby frowned into the murky darkness and turned to face him, "700 years on Earth was thousands of years in Hell, and I wasn't evil… back then"

Dean scowled as her comment unearthed a dozen other questions he now wanted to ask but didn't want to know the answers to. Ruby watched him closely for a few seconds then averted her gaze. She had come to talk to him about Sam and bring his attention to the fact that Sam had somehow managed to overpower Jeremy while under the effects of the dream-root.

Now that she was sitting next to him; fear, pain and confusion radiating off him in waves, she couldn't bring herself to upset his fragile but tenacious hold on his self-control any further tonight.

"Back when?" Dean asked finally, the words came out garbled as if they were being physically wrenched out of him.

Ruby's jaw clenched, "Back when I was human."

Dean snorted derisively, "Yeah cause witches are good people."

Ruby threw him a disgusted look and stood up, dusting the seat of her jeans in sharp jerky movements.

"You wanna sit here and wallow in self-pity then fine, I'll leave you to it. But do me a favor? Don't rub off your off-center vibes on Sam, it'll make it that much harder to get him ready and in case you haven't noticed time isn't on our side."

Dean jumped to his feet and stepped into her personal space, "Sorry Sweetheart but I'm all out of favors for you and there is no 'our' side. There's you and then there's me and Sam. In fact, why don't you just stay away from Sam. He's not your responsibility he's mine."

Ruby's lips twisted in a hollow smile, "Not for much longer he isn't."

Dean's fist smashed into her face before he had even thought about what he was doing. Ruby's head snapped back from the impact of the blow and she brought a hand up to wipe the blood from her split lip. Shaking her hair out of her eyes she gave him a sadistic grin.

"Now there's the Dean I know and hate."

He opened his mouth to retort but the words never got out as Ruby's hands grabbed the lapels of his army jacket and flung him off the porch. He landed on the coarse grass with a thud. Ruby jumped off the porch and landed on him, straddling his torso she pulled him up by the lapels.

"Get this through your head, I don't care about you, I care about Sam. He needs to have his head in the game and like the dutiful little brother that he is, he can't do that if he's worried about you."

"Rot in pieces Hell Bitch."

"You first."

Dean twisted his body and reversed their positions, pinning Ruby down; he smirked coldly at her, green eyes blazing with fury. Her eyes turned black, sending Dean free-wheeling through the memories of the confrontation he had with his demon self during the African-root trip.

The helpless rage and fear he had felt in the dream coalesced in the pit of his stomach and his muscles tensed in preparation to deliver a walloping to the demon he could physically vent his frustrations on.

Ruby looked into Dean's eyes and sensed the rage and fear radiating from him. As she watched him wrestle for control she felt her own anger ebb to be replaced by wary sympathy she was careful not to show outwardly.

"Go ahead." She said on a shaky expulsion of air.

Dean's upper lip curled in contempt, "You'd love that wouldn't you? Me sinking to your level before the first hell-hound's even sunk a tooth in me."

He searched her eyes and saw nothing but her usual slightly pissed off and worldly expression.

"Well not a chance Barbie Hell Bitch, not on this side of Hell anyway. Whatever happens to me in the pit happens but until then I choose to be who I have always been… one of the good guys."

His face was so close to hers that another two inches and they would be kissing. Ruby irritably wondered why she had thought that. She couldn't stand this bigoted asshole. When she felt something warm and heavy pressing into her belly her eyes turned black, the sonofabitch was getting aroused! From the way he was looking at her, Ruby didn't think his big brain had caught up with what his little brain was thinking. That made her even angrier, black eyes silently glaring back at him.

They were both breathing heavily, white puffs of air co-mingling in the chilly night. Dean's fists clenched convulsively as he fought the urge to beat the crap out of the attractive blonde. How dare this unclean thing wear some poor woman's body like this? Dean felt his loins get heavy, blood rushing to the organ with a mind of its own. Oh no was he attracted to her!?

"Dean! I thought he was out on the porch Bobby?" Sam's voice was coming from the other side of the house.

Dean looked down into Ruby's eyes; they were blue-green again.

"Are you going to get off anytime soon?" Ruby asked in a bored voice.

Dean grabbed her chin and pressed her head back into the damp grass, "Do us both a favor Barbie… stay away from me."

He punctuated the last word with a couple of patronising mock slaps to her left cheek. Ruby growled low in her throat as Dean chuckled mirthlessly, getting to his feet and pulling her up with him in one fluid motion. Ruby shoved his hands away from her coat lapels and without another word walked away.

When Sam appeared on the porch he gave Dean a measuring look.

"Are you laughing to yourself?"

Dean looked at the spot where Ruby had just been standing and noticed she had vanished, good riddance! With a shrug and jaunty smile he brushed the dirt off his jeans as he walked up the porch steps.

"Dude, you're a total lightweight, one little dream acid hit and you're still tripping. I wasn't laughing to myself."

Sam frowned, "Really, I thought I heard-"

Dean clapped a hand around Sam's shoulders and steered his brother back into the house, "Okay Samantha that settles it, we've gotta have ourselves a good ole stoner weekend session before I check out."

"Dean-"

"Not another word Sammy boy, I can't go away worrying that a tiny hit of acid will disorient you this much. If the bad guys find out they'll just take you out in your sleep."

From the shadows Ruby watched the door shut firmly behind Dean and Sam. Her chest burned with an emotion Ruby had had no reason to feel for centuries; with a scowl she retreated further into the shadows and walked away from Bobby Singer's home. She wasn't one to hedge her bets but she was pretty sure she had felt lust and jealousy in connection with Dean Winchester. That was definitely not part of the plan!

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A/N: So I guess this is the Catch Me When I Fall Series. Let me know what y'all think.