Fighter: Dean Winchester (REVAMPED VERSION)

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Nadia paced the cabin, her nerves frayed. Sunset had long passed, and there was still no word from the boys. She could sense they were alive and not in immediate danger, but the silence made it impossible to settle. They needed a call, a text, anything to calm her down. Until then, she and Ruby were stuck in an abandoned cabin in the woods with Anna, who was growing more anxious by the hour.

Ruby stood across the kitchen counter from Nadia, her body tense. The two exchanged a lingering stare, the air between them thick with unspoken tension. Nadia could practically taste the fear coming off the demon—something she found both satisfying and curious. Ruby had been on edge since their first meeting at the bar, but this was different. She was clearly wary of Nadia. The idea amused her.

"So, Sam told you I was an angel," Nadia said, leaning on the counter with her arms crossed, watching Ruby's every move.

Ruby shifted, her gaze darting away briefly before she met Nadia's eyes. "What if he did?"

Nadia raised an eyebrow. "You guys back on your little rebellion again?"

"Why, so you can run off and tell Dean?" Ruby scoffed.

"Sam's an adult," Nadia replied evenly. "If he wants to sneak around behind Dean's back and trust you, that's on him. And it'll be on Dean when he finds out. And trust me, he will. And when he does, you better pray you're not within arm's reach."

Ruby's lips curled into a smug grin. "Well, not that it's any of your business, but no. Sam says he's done with it. There's nothing I can do to convince him otherwise."

Nadia's satisfied smile curled up at the edges. "Good to hear."

Ruby narrowed her eyes, her expression tightening. "Think what you want, but you and Dean have no clue what it was like for Sam. He was a mess, and I cleaned him up. Helped him get his crap together. Helped him save lives. We built trust—together. I'd think you'd understand that."

"And why is that?" Nadia tilted her head, watching Ruby carefully. "Enlighten me."

Ruby's gaze softened, almost sympathetically. "Caring about a Winchester isn't easy. They're stubborn. Handsome, yeah, but they'll risk their lives for anyone and anything. And if you piss them off, you've unleashed a monster who won't stop until they get their revenge... You and Dean share that, don't you? Same kind of connection."

"Please, don't compare yourself to me and Dean," Nadia rolled her eyes, scoffing. "Gosh, you talk about Sam like you slept with him or something."

Ruby's eyebrow quirked, a suggestive smile forming on her lips.

Nadia's face twisted in disgust. "Of course," she muttered, shaking her head. "Why am I even surprised?"

"I told you," Ruby pressed on. "Sam and I might not be in love, but what we have? It's special. I've got his back."

"And I've got Dean's," Nadia said coolly. "Sam is important to him, which means he's important to me."

Ruby's lips twitched into a smirk. "And what's that supposed to mean?"

Nadia stepped closer, her calm, unwavering demeanor unsettling. "I think you know."

Ruby hesitated, her eyes flicking nervously to the floor. She'd never met an angel, not in the flesh. And Nadia's serene yet powerful presence was more intimidating than anything Ruby had ever encountered. She didn't know what Nadia could do, but she wasn't eager to find out, especially if she ever found her grace.

"This is ridiculous," Ruby muttered, growing restless. "I'll go get the boys. Watch Anna."

Without another word, Ruby dissolved into a cloud of black smoke, vanishing through the cabin's vents.