Dance with the Devil (Ruby/Sam)

[Sam Winchester (NPC)]

Sam

Sam stared as he watched Ruby go to Dean to see if he was all right. Dean growled at her. Sam's eyes narrowed. His anger rising again. He was breathing heavily and tried to take a deep breath to calm down.

"What the HELL is wrong with you Dean. She's just trying to help you. Make sure you're all right. And you still have to be an ASS about it and treat her like shit. I am so sick of this."

Sam's voice was full of contempt for his brother. Why couldn't he see that all she wanted to do was help. Not just now but in all the times she had helped them. All Dean could do was lump her in with every other demon. It wasn't right. She was obviously different. How come Dean couldn't see that.

Sam watched as Dean staggered to his feet. Still spitting out blood. Dean looked a mess and it hadn't really hit Sam that he'd caused all that damage. Sam turned to look at Ruby.

"He doesn't need a hospital, he'll be fine. He's been worse off. He needs to go back to the room and sleep it off."

Sam just wanted to get out of there. Get away from his brother for a little while. He needed to clear his head. Right now he felt like he might explode.

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"Leave me alone..."

Ruby looked at Dean, totally shocked. She was standing there, practically taking HIS side, checking on him after all he had done to her, and he still was growling angrily at her and telling her to leave him alone.

Taking a deep breath, she spoke as calmly as possible. " Dean... I think..."

Watching him stagger to his feet, she leaned to help him, only for his arm to shoot out, as if telling her to back off. Sighing, and literally biting her tongue to keep from saying something, she took a step back, watching him spit blood, then, before she could catch him, he'd hit the ground.

" Dean!"

Leaning over to check on him, she hadn't even realized Sam had walked back over, until Dean spoke.

"Said, leave me 'lone!"

Realizing he wasn't the one Dean was yelling at, she turned to look at Sam, standing up.

" Sam... I think Dean is REALLY hurt.... The hospital is only..."

"He doesn't need a hospital, he'll be fine. He's been worse off. He needs to go back to the room and sleep it off."

Frowning at Sam, she turned and watched Dean struggle to get up, actually feeling sorry for him. It wasn't like the guilt of his death didn't weigh on her enough, but now this was being added to the list.

[ZZZ - Dean - RETIRED]

Dean got to his feet a second time and to his credit he actually managed to stay upright. How he did so, he'd never know, just the pure Winchester stubborn streak shining through he guessed. He knew he was about ready to pass out and wanted to be far away from Sam when he did so.

Sam was sick of Dean. He'd admitted so much and Dean knew why. He'd become a liability. A pathetic, drunken shadow of his former self, what was there left for Sam to like anymore? While Dean had been in Hell, Sam had become a more proficient hunter and not just because of his abilities. He was more determind now, less likely to be conflicted by his emotions unlike Dean who had now become a slave to his. He felt too much these days, got swamped by it and overwhelmed to a point where he felt like he could crumble under the pressure.

I wish I couldn't feel anything anymore Sammy.

Well having your brother pound his fists into your head until you were comatose was one way of trying not to feel anything.

"He needs to go back to the room and sleep it off."

"Don't worry. I'm going." Dean said bitterly, staggering away from them both in what he hoped was the right direction.

"It's clear you don't need me around anymore anyway."