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Who: Ruby and Sam
What: Waking up for the roommate swap/off loss
When: Early Saturday morning
Where: Sam & Ruby's new room
Rating: PG-13 Language?

Her shoulder ached, and even having Lucifer offer to find someone to fix it wasn't going to make anything better. She had knocked Dean out, Cas had shot her -- who knew what was going on with them now. Whatever line of trust she had built out, she was pretty sure was gone now. Every time she shifted in her sleep she winced in pain, and turned again to press weight off of her shoulder.

At some point though she had been able to drift off to sleep, Lucifer was looming somewhere in the room, which hadn't made the rest she was trying to get any easier. Then at some point that morning she felt an arm lace around her waist. It felt familiar, and it felt right. It barely stirred her awake for a moment as she settled back into the warmth.

Then panic boiled up under her skin as she startled herself awake. Bolting upright in the bed she pushed away from him, her eyes wild and darting with distrust. Her shoulder hit the wall, which made her cry out in pain for a moment before she shifted to keep her distance.

"Get the hell away from me!"

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Sam startled awake at the sound of her yelling at him, and blinked up at her in sleepy confusion. It took him a while to come around -- he felt like he'd just had the best sleep of his life, coma level sleep -- and even then, he still didn't understand. He wasn't aware what had happened between last night, when they had seemed more than okay, and now where she didn't even want him to touch her, but Sam wanted to know, and he wanted to know fast.

"Easy. It's just me."

He met her eyes for a moment, hands up in a sign of surrender, before his eyes wandered over to the bandage on her shoulder, and he managed to get even more worried, if that was at all possible.

"What the hell happened?"

Trying to steady her breathing was a battle she knew she was losing, it was her mind telling her to panic, telling her to get the hell out of there because for some reason Lucifer had let a bit of Sam bleed through, and that small part wanted something from her. Something she had not agreed to.

Keeping still though, keeping silent she instead watched him, watched his eyes follow hers around the room, and to her shoulder. Her hand brushed to the bandage for a moment, "I got shot last night. We had a plan, but I couldn't let them go through with it."

"What? What plan? When?"

Sam certainly did not consent to his girlfriend getting shot, and if Dean decided to do something after he told Sam he would deal, well -- Sam was gonna be pretty pissed. In fact, Sam was gonna be more than pissed.

"I mean, Jesus, I was only out for a few hours and people start shooting at each other?" Oh yeah. Sam planned on marching across the hall and ripping his brother's head off, but he needed to know what happened first.

The confusion that flashed across her face was there for a moment, before she eased off the wall a bit. Tilting her head she studied him for a moment, "A few hours?"

Running her hand through her hair she shook her head for a moment, it hadn't been a week, but it had been long enough for her to know that he wasn't Sam at all, "It's been almost a week, and this isn't funny."

She'd asked Lucifer not to use Sam's memories, not to try and explain things to her, but now she wasn't sure what was going on at all. The look on his face though, was honest concern and a bit of fear.

"Sam?"

"Who else would it be?" he said gently, but he was still highly confused.

The fact that she'd said it'd been a week, been the most distressing part. He'd been out before. When he was possessed, Meg had knocked him out for hours at a time, but she always managed to wake him up when the important things were happening. He'd never lost this much time before, and now he was starting to get more than a little concerned.

"Ruby, what happened?" He wasn't sure if he wanted to know, but he needed to.

Shifting forward on her knees she crawled across the bed toward him, glancing around for the dogs, but also wondering where the hell she'd ended up. This was not their room. The dogs though would've been a help, they would've told her if he was Sam... or someone else.

"I don't know what's going on... but this isn't my room, and up until you tried to snuggle? You weren't Sam."

Chewing on her bottom lip for a moment, she looked at him, "You were... Lucifer." She said the name and waited for reaction, because this was going to be the telling moment.

Sam stared at her for a long moment, more disbelief than anything else. That wasn't possible. He couldn't have been. He definitely would have remembered --

And then it sank in. The fact that the castle hated him, or was trying to warn him against something, or whatever the hell their deal was, and then the disbelief on his face faded to a look of blind panic because he couldn't remember. The last thing he did remember was falling asleep next to her that night then waking up now, and he'd lost a week.

"Oh, God." He swallowed for a moment, trying not to freak himself out too much. "Please tell me I didn't hurt someone."

Exhaling, Ruby felt her shoulders relax a bit as she shook her head, "No, but -- I hit Dean with a lead pipe. The four of you, all came with what we thought was a trip back home. Cas, who had been acting weird? Dean and Chuck came back from being home and then Lucifer showed up, in you."

Her stomach hurt, and her shoulder still ached, "They were going to shoot Lucifer with the Colt, but I just - I couldn't let them do it. I hit him, and then Castiel shot me."

Moving closer to him she reached her hand out toward him, tentatively, mostly because it was difficult to really collect everything she was going through, "So it was a loss..."

Once she was close enough to touch, he pulled her in closer, letting her take her weight off her shoulder and her lean against him. He wanted to get a better look at her shoulder and make sure she was really okay.

"It had to have been. I mean, I never said yes to him here. And I'm pretty sure I didn't go home."

Though he really didn't like that the castle had the ability to say yes for him.

Shutting her eyes as he pulled her close, Ruby was really hoping this wasn't a trick, hoping that she wasn't going to wake up to some crazy dream where she'd been conned into believing in Lucifer.

For the moment though it was okay to just let this be what she had, "It was so real, I thought... I thought I lost you, to something that was my fault."

"Not your fault," he said gently, kissing the side of her head as he let her rest against him. "This was the castle. It wasn't you."

He knew that she was referring to the greater scheme of things, but he wasn't going to blame that on her. Part of it was his choice too, and he wasn't going to punish her for his bad decisions. They both had screwed up. This didn't fall on either of them.

Taking in a deep breath of him she nodded, trying to accept that slight shift of blame from him. It might've been easier if she hadn't fallen asleep with Lucifer watching over her, telling her that he could handle Dean. It would've been easy to just make her sleep and wake up in some dream where she didn't have to worry about the rest of it.

Pulling in tighter, she almost was okay with it being just a dream, but her heart wouldn't let go of reality so easily, "How do I know this isn't a trick? I mean, this isn't even our room, and our dogs are gone... it's, it's like a shell of what it should be."

Sam didn't know how to answer that, because he knew that it was a valid concern. Lucifer was probably pretty good at pretending to be him to whoever he encountered. He probably knew everything that Sam knew which just made things worse.

He paused for a moment, before tilting his head down to kiss her gently. He knew she'd probably push him away, but it was worth a shot. It was the only thing that he knew would work more than words.

Edited 2009-10-10 22:49 (UTC)

There was something more than familiar about the way he moved down to kiss her, and as he kissed her it made everything else sort of slip away. The doubt, the worry that things were going to Hell and she'd bought them the front-row tickets, all of it didn't exactly matter because she could trust that at the very least this was Sam.

Of course convincing anyone else might not be so easy, but this at least was something. Pulling back she rested her forehead to his, smirking, "Well, okay so I know you're you. The rest of it? This still isn't our room. I also did actually hit Dean with a lead pipe, and I really did get shot by Castiel."

Sitting up straighter she looked around, "It's just not right."

"Maybe there's something in the journals regarding the room thing," he smirked back at her. He felt better when she relaxed more, because he felt as though she was at least a little convinced that it was really him she was dealing with. "I mean, for all we know, this is the castle just screwing with us some more."

He started to turn to slide out of bed and have a look around. "I mean, it's not like the castle hasn't changed on us before."

Ruby was not about to slide out of bed at the moment, instead she pulled the covers up over her more, trying to stay warm. For the first time in almost a week she felt like she could just relax, "That's true, it does have a knack for putting us back to normal at the worst time. I mean I came back from the dead into the West."

Shifting she moved onto her side resting her head to the pillow, watching him wander the bedroom, "So you were on a loss and now the castle took the dogs and changed the room? We should check on Dean and them, see if they were on a loss too."

"Probably a good idea," he nodded as he got up and stretched a bit, letting his shoulders roll for a minute before his hand landed on his stomach. "I'm starving."

But he was worried about his brother. If Dean and them really did go home, he wasn't sure how Dean would react to him, and he really didn't like that feeling. He started to cross over to the journals as he said it, going to flip through to see if there was anything from his brother.

Smirking she rolled onto her back, "Angels don't eat."

Her shoulder still hurt and she was pretty sure not all of the bruises about her ribcage were actually healed. At the very least she figured her face wasn't too scary since Sam hadn't panicked over that straight away.

Lying there in bed, her fingers ghosted over her features, feeling the light raised lines where there had been deep cuts before. Now they were just faint marks, "I think your dad likes me too. Not like-like, but he came to help me the other day."

He raised an eyebrow back at her as he flipped through the journal, before moving back to sit down next to her again. "Oh yeah?" Then a pause. "I didn't run into him while I was like that, did I?"

Moving a bit closer to him, when he sat down, Ruby leaned against him slightly, "Nope. I told him it was a loss, I figured it would buy Dean some time to become less of an ass and talk to him. I don't think he did though. Talk to him I mean."

Her hand ran down his back a bit, mostly for comfort. "He came to see me though, after," Ruby paused for a moment. She wasn't even sure how to explain any of it really, "After Cas came back from the future, so did you and then Dean and Chuck. Having Lucifer around wasn't exactly Dean's idea of a party. Cas came to me saying they wanted to use me as bait. I didn't really understand, since I had pretty much told Lucifer the same thing I told you this morning. I didn't want him near me, and he seemed to honor it."

Chewing on her bottom lip she rested her cheek to Sam's back, before she continued, "I told them their plan was moronic. They wanted to put me in a Devil's Trap and keep me there until he showed up. I told them if they wanted him to actually come to me, then I had to at least show him I trusted him, and to do that I'd have to need him around."

Exhaling slowly she shrugged, "I told Dean to hit me, he kinda got a bit carried away, but after I made my journal entry to make it a public thing, your dad came to help bandage me up. It's probably why I healed so nicely."

Sam smiled slightly at that, leaning in to her a bit as he sat there with him. "I'll have to remember to thank him for that."

To be honest, he was surprised. He didn't think his dad would be the type to do that kind of thing for her, whether Sam cared for her or not, and the fact that John was willing to make that gesture made him ... happier. A lot happier, actually.

Smirking she inched up a bit against his back, pressing her mouth to his neck for a moment before speaking on his skin, "It was kinda weird. Nice, but weird."

Edited 2009-10-13 01:32 (UTC)

"Maybe, if he's coming around, you could get used to it. And it'd be less weird."

((ooc: Crashing thread, as per requested!))

What the hell kind of joke is this?!

[Faye is in the communal kitchen in her underwear, trying in vain not to burn the place down while cooking, still completely unaware that there was another room to this new 'suite' of hers]

[overhears some ... yelling? and raises an eyebrow at Sam]

You heard that right? [because last time she checked? They didn't have a roommate, she slips out of bed and moves to the door, opening it and popping her head out]

Hello?

[sorry didn't hear, too busy spilling hot water on herself at the sink, and growling about it]

[shoots Sam a look and shrugs] I'll be right back...

[moves through the door and into the living room area, which isn't too different from how their room is normally, but there's a kitchen - and some cursing coming from the kitchen and a girl that is doing the cursing]

Hi? [waves a little]

[a girl in her underwear, actually, who looks fairly surprised at the sight of another person. She freezes in trying to scrape spilled noodles back into the pot from the counter.]

Uh...who are you?

[eh, that's fine, she's just in a tank top and underwear]

I'm Ruby, I was in the room over there? [gestures over her shoulder] My boyfriend Sam and I woke up there.

Uh... [looks from her fail pot of noodles, to Ruby's door, to the door of her own room]

...Oh.

[a little freaked out]

[pokes his head through the doorway at this point, glancing between the two women with a frown]

Everything okay?

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Later that morning!

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