Fic: You've Escaped (Adam/Ruby)
Title: You've Escaped
Author: mad_teagirl
Fandom: Supernatural
Character/Pairing: Adam/Ruby
Rating: PG-13
Summary: A while back suchaprince and myself came up with this concept of Adam/Ruby, and Ruby springing him out of Hell ... because I mean, doesn't anyone else wonder why everyone seems to just have forgotten/doesn't care about Adam? And then it was HER BIRTHDAY. so I wrote it... and I totally made a mix to go with it too. Also, I should mention, the title comes from the Aloha song of the same name
Beta: NONE GOD HELP US! SALT YOUR BLOODY WINDOWS
Disclaimer: I pretty much don't own anything here, except for my own wording ... also it's a bit bloody, so yeah, there's that. I should probably add that I wrote most of this pretty early into Season 6, so a few parts of it aren't as canon as they could be now
( "He didn’t know how many years it might have been when he saw her, the first of the entities he could put any sort of a face or figure to. She had been just ahead of him, one hand pressed into the wall beside her for support, her wrists raw from the shackles on them, the snapped chain of one still dragging behind her from her right hand." )
Author: mad_teagirl
Fandom: Supernatural
Character/Pairing: Adam/Ruby
Rating: PG-13
Summary: A while back suchaprince and myself came up with this concept of Adam/Ruby, and Ruby springing him out of Hell ... because I mean, doesn't anyone else wonder why everyone seems to just have forgotten/doesn't care about Adam? And then it was HER BIRTHDAY. so I wrote it... and I totally made a mix to go with it too. Also, I should mention, the title comes from the Aloha song of the same name
Beta: NONE GOD HELP US! SALT YOUR BLOODY WINDOWS
Disclaimer: I pretty much don't own anything here, except for my own wording ... also it's a bit bloody, so yeah, there's that. I should probably add that I wrote most of this pretty early into Season 6, so a few parts of it aren't as canon as they could be now
( "He didn’t know how many years it might have been when he saw her, the first of the entities he could put any sort of a face or figure to. She had been just ahead of him, one hand pressed into the wall beside her for support, her wrists raw from the shackles on them, the snapped chain of one still dragging behind her from her right hand." )