↓ 052 because lines get drawn and I hate being on this side of them
Who: Sam & Ruby
What: A Talk
When: Late, late Monday night midnight-ish
Where: Sam's Room
Rating: PG-13 (will edit if needed?)
Her timing was horrible, and she pretty much knew that for a fact. Even more so was the very thought that she wasn't even sure she could go through with any of it. Her mind told her that her ideas were good, that her reasoning was sound and made sense. It just didn't help the fact that she was mostly afraid of making everything that much worse. Looking back though, she was pretty sure there wasn't much further she could go on that venture.
Ruby didn't have a loss to fall back on, and even telling Sam the truth still had meant that there were lies to be found in everything she had done. All their history was built up around a lie, and if she could learn from her mistakes and take it back home -- she would. Instead she had to deal with the fact that there was no changing it, and she was who she was. Even here, she figured a demon was still not the right choice for Sam, but it didn't make it any easier to be away from him.
If anything it made it more difficult because she had tried to be what he needed, and instead found herself wanted by the wrong Sam. Which was ironic in some sick twisted way, that the Sam Lilith would've killed to get their hands on back home was the one that Ruby didn't want around at all.
It had been a week since they had been back in the castle, and Ruby had managed to distance herself from Sam, with the exception of being unsure how upset she should be that Dean was gone. She'd hung out though with everyone since then - except Sam, and that just made her miss him more.
Opting to just take a risk and see if she could at least check in on him she made her way through the hallway toward his room and knocked lightly, in case he was sleeping, or not there. Glancing to her watch she shook her head not believing herself how late it had gotten.
What: A Talk
When: Late, late Monday night midnight-ish
Where: Sam's Room
Rating: PG-13 (will edit if needed?)
Her timing was horrible, and she pretty much knew that for a fact. Even more so was the very thought that she wasn't even sure she could go through with any of it. Her mind told her that her ideas were good, that her reasoning was sound and made sense. It just didn't help the fact that she was mostly afraid of making everything that much worse. Looking back though, she was pretty sure there wasn't much further she could go on that venture.
Ruby didn't have a loss to fall back on, and even telling Sam the truth still had meant that there were lies to be found in everything she had done. All their history was built up around a lie, and if she could learn from her mistakes and take it back home -- she would. Instead she had to deal with the fact that there was no changing it, and she was who she was. Even here, she figured a demon was still not the right choice for Sam, but it didn't make it any easier to be away from him.
If anything it made it more difficult because she had tried to be what he needed, and instead found herself wanted by the wrong Sam. Which was ironic in some sick twisted way, that the Sam Lilith would've killed to get their hands on back home was the one that Ruby didn't want around at all.
It had been a week since they had been back in the castle, and Ruby had managed to distance herself from Sam, with the exception of being unsure how upset she should be that Dean was gone. She'd hung out though with everyone since then - except Sam, and that just made her miss him more.
Opting to just take a risk and see if she could at least check in on him she made her way through the hallway toward his room and knocked lightly, in case he was sleeping, or not there. Glancing to her watch she shook her head not believing herself how late it had gotten.