fate defied pt2 - SN, AU, PG, gen

[tigriswolf]

Title: fate defied
Part: II
Fandom: Supernatural
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: AU; spoilers for season 3
Pairings: none stated
Rating: PGish
Point of view: third
Wordcount: 365
Notes: takes place in the same 'verse as Part 1, but I'm not sure how this scene comes about

 

Dean looks at her, Colt’s kill-all gun in his grip. She’s rambling about something, and Sam’s listening to her. If it’s important, he’ll tell Dean.

Dean’s fairly certain it’s not important. He’s actually really pretty sure every word out of her mouth is a lie. Designed to trick Sam, to trap him.

Her demon-smoke mind is screaming it.

Dean looks at her, delicately slips beneath her defenses as she says—something. She wants them to leave. Her mind is chaos, dark and dank, and he finds the woman buried far down. She’s gibbering, begging to be let go. Begging for Death on his horse, scythe in hand.

Okay then. That simplifies things.

He pulls back just as carefully, reading everything there is to know about Sammy’s little pet demon, the lying puff of smoke.

She still smells like sulfur, like Hell and blood and screams, like the pale glint of bone in moonlight.

(Death doesn’t have a blade or a horse, not anymore.)

Dean looks at her, at the demon who calls herself Ruby for Sam’s benefit, her name long lost in Hell’s lake of fiery torment. He looks at her and he sees her and he smiles.

Her message delivered, she tries to leave. Sam’s already turned to face Dean, eyes wide. “What are you doing?” he asks.

She’ll betray Sam to her Lord, the glorious MorningStar locked away somewhere. She’ll hand him over like a good little slave.

“No,” Ruby whispers. “No! That’s not possible.”

Dean raises the Colt she helped make more bullets for and knows it won’t work. But it’ll hurt her, locked inside the frail human meatsuit.

She gasps at the pain. He savors the sound.

(He’s never liked traitors.)

“Dean!” Sam says. He attempts to force himself into Dean’s connection with the hellskank and Dean lightly slaps him away.

“No, little brother,” he tells Sammy. “Time for demons to learn.”

Death doesn’t have a horse or a scythe or a cowl. And Dean doesn’t need a gun.

And he hates things that want to hurt Sammy.

Ruby screams and writhes and Sam demands, “Why?”

Dean looks at him and says, Forget she ever sought you out.

Sam does.

Comments

[julorean.livejournal.com]

Oooo, fascinating! I always like it when Dean gives Ruby what she deserves, and relishing her pain, mmm. I savor her pain as well, it's quite satsifying. :3 Dean as Death is fantastic. I like it when he's ruthless, but oh no, some of that seems to be spilling over onto Sam! How far will Dean go? Does he realize what he's doing?

Tho...it could also be interpreted that Dean didn't make Sam forget meeting Ruby, just the detail that she was looking for him specifically. That makes it a little less dubious.

[tigriswolf]

Thank you for reading!

I hadn't thought of him just erasing Ruby looking for Sam, not that they met. Interesting

[julorean.livejournal.com]

I ted to be optimistic when it comes to the boys, I prefer to take the more generous reading. :) With all the angsting Sam does about his 'evol destiny, woe!', I figured Dean would keep that little detail from him. But Ruby looking for the Winchesters? A demon going after them is nothing new.