As much as Faith hated it, truly hated it, Claire was right. Ruby seemed to want control over Sam and that probably meant they were having sex. And maybe the reason she hadn't told Faith that they were was she knew that Faith would assume badness. The image of the two of them going at it filled Faith's mind involuntarily and she picked up her own glass of vodka. Normally she avoided her mother's favorite drink, but this time it was needed as she tilted her head back and drained the glass in one gulp.
"Fuck," she stated simply, putting the glass back on the counter.
"Hell I remember after Lilith was killed Sam actually trying to order us away from her. Think we need a freaking diagram to keep up with it all."
She nudged the glass closer to Claire, silently asking for some more.
"But still, he'd have told me right?" Her tone was almost pleading, knowing damn well Sam had lied to her before. To protect her. Could it have been happening again? Had Ruby told him how Faith felt and now Sam was hiding the whole demon screwing from her?
"They're totally screwing aren't they," her voice became resigned and just utterly miserable as she propped her elbow on the counter and glumly slumped her head on her hand.