Ruby/Claire/Sam - Posession Practice
It was a good idea. Claire continued to believe so and would continue to say so, because they didn't have much time and they didn't have many options. But advocating the idea was far different than experiencing the idea, Claire soon came to understand, as while she'd grasped the concept that Ruby would be in control, that wasn't preparation enough for taking a side seat in her own body. She did fight it the first time, not intentionally, but instinctively. She imagined it was some dormant response that all humans had, the same that made them react for foreign mental invasions and so much more. But it was a fight she quickly lost, a loss she didn't have much time to sort out, nor time to note much about the fact that it wasn't even a clear view from the sidelines, just a muddled sort of thing, as Ruby was out of her body soon after and Claire was left panting slightly in the chair.
When Sam's hand landed on her shoulder, she looked up, eyes a bit too wide. "Right, got it," she said, focusing for a moment on the contrast of attitudes in the room. But it was a good contrast – Ruby all business, Sam being concerned and Dean likely cursing a blue streak under his breath while out in the hall guarding the door. At least the Winchester boys could find solidarity in both of them not liking this plan at all.
Before his hand was fully off her shoulder, she patted it briefly. Sam cared, a lot, and that meant the world to her. Even if he didn't like this, he wasn't backing down from it.
She sucked in a breath to clear her head. Stay calm. Don't fight it. It'll be over soon. Alastair will be dead soon.
It was for a truly important purpose, in the end that was the most important part. Ruby would be gone from her body soon enough, because Claire knew if she so much as hesitated, there would be exorcisms or Colt bullets put into the mix, so getting her body back wasn't the concern. The discomfort and disorientation and sense of wrongness to the whole thing were, but they were unavoidable. Really, it would be strange to expect that, to end this with Alastair once and for all, anything but those things were on the menu, so to speak.
"Okay, let's do it again," she said, lifting her head and looking straight at Ruby. "Just stay away from the non-surface stuff?"
Though posed with the lilt of a question, it was more firm request than anything. With a telepathic uncle and all sorts more of mind-reader types in the city, Claire knew a thing or two about the layers of the mind and how to push the most private stuff down deep to keep it under the radar of surface brushes. It was there that the things she rarely talked about with anyone – from her past to the Alastair torture to what was going on with her and Dean – were settled. She wanted Ruby to leave it that way and focus just on the business of stopping Alastair.