It was a good plan, a solid plan, told to her through gritted teeth by a man struggling to be around her. Mixed messages weren't something Ruby was used to from the other side of them. To her it was simple, Sam had invited her along, had flirted with her, and now it scared him, how easily he was letting her into his heart again. If she'd ever left it. But what she hadn't been ready for is how awful it was being this close and not being able to reach for his hand, or smile over a shared joke, or any of the little small things that she'd quickly learned meant love.
"Right sure, a lot going on". She couldn't say she was happy Dean Winchester was doing well. She wasn't. It still bothered her that he got to be happy. But around Sam she'd never say it, she didn't need to, he wasn't stupid. "Him and Buffy. I sort of saw it coming. I think everyone did. Maybe it'll be good...for them". Truth was she sometimes wanted him to think of nothing but hell. It was a bitter reality for both her and Dean and they both deserved to remember the Pit, the Rack. All of it.
She returned to staring out the window as he drove them toward their targets location, last known one anyway. If not they had her, she'd locate them for him and she'd spot them, she could tell what they were just as they could her. And every demon walking the Earth knew who Sam was. His name was starting to be whispered among the rank and file as well as the higher ups. The Boy King come into his power. And she'd stopped before he'd pushed it too far, or sort of stopped.
"It's a sound plan. Listen do you need..."
She hated to ask it, because it changed him, little by little it made him more like her and she didn't ever want that for him. Not since she fell in love with the man he was. But all the same he was going on a hunt. And she wouldn't have him go in weak. "I just mean your abilities. I'm guessing its been a while since..."
Why was this awkward and why was finishing a damn sentance so hard for her around him.