Supernatural One-Shots

Sam Winchester - Ruby Aye?

Words: 2125                                                    

Warnings: Spoilers on season four                                                    

Relationship: Liking Sam

Notes: None

Another hunt completed, another demon sent back to hell.

After Dean was sent to hell by Lilith, Sam had taken off. And what was spread around by mouth, he wasn't alone.

He was seen traveling with a female, going on hunts with her and what not. Seems like your love confessions to each other days before Dean was snatched by Hellhounds meant nothing to him. He was definitely doing better than you were, due to how you shut out everyone after he left. You'd ignore every call or text sent out to you, even going as far as not answering Bobby. The male who had raised you after your parents were murdered by a Wendigo.

Days seemed to go by slower and slower, and you grew more and more reckless while on hunting trips. You no longer cared, seeing how the people you were glued to were no longer there to support you. Sleep. Eat. Hunt. Repeat. That is all life was to you now.

It was only on a random day that you decided to answer a call from Bobby, everything had changed. You were informed that Dean was pulled from hell by a god damn Angel, a fucking Angel. Bobby had said Dean has been walking around on the surface of Earth for a little over a month now, and that you would have been informed sooner if you answered his damn calls.

You immediately packed your belongings, traveling to the address Bobby had given you of where the Winchesters were staying.

You parked your black Mustang Fastback next to Dean's infamous Impala. Just seeing Dean's precious Baby brought memories to mind, a mixture of both the good and the bad.

You quietly walked to the boy's room, finding it hard to keep calm as you took the few steps to the door. You knock on the door, seeing the window next to the food's curtain move ever so slightly.

"What's the special knock?" Dean hollered, making you let out a laugh as you knocked on the door in a pattern the two of you had made up. You watched as the door opened, Dean pulling you into the room with a smile on his face.

"It's great to see you again (Y/nn)." Dean muttered, pulling you into a hug. 

"Same to you Dean."

As you guys hugged, you heard a cough from across the room, making you and Dean both look over to the source. There stood Sam, the last person you'd want to see right now. You had come to see Dean, not the ass who left when you needed him most.

"Yeah (Y/N). It's been a while, hasn't it." Sam stated awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck as he stood next to the bed he laid on just minutes before you had arrived.

"It has, hasn't it? Last I had heard was that you were traveling with some-"

 "We can catch up later Y/n, let's celebrate that we are all together again." Sam interrupted, leaving a confused Dean among the both of you.

 Dean nodded his head, walking to the small kitchenette that was in the corner of the room. " We have beer and vodka stashed here, so I don't think we will have to venture far to celebrate." The older Winchester chuckled, opening the small fridge to show a couple bases of alcohol.

A few shots and bottles of beer later, you and Sam were the only ones awake. Dean laid sprawled across one of the two beds, fast asleep. The sight made you smile, wishing things could stay this way forever, but you knew they wouldn't. Somehow, something would come in between the three of you again, you just knew it.