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Caitlin Snow/Killer Frost (frostandsnow) wrote in wariscoming,

Meg set to work slicing into her, or the meatsuits arm and letting the blood drip slow and steady into the cup he'd thrown in impatiently. Of course he was impatient. Of course he wanted to rescue her. But he'd take his damn time until she was ready. Let him pace just a little bit. For now he needed her. "You didn't answer me" she finally said. "What did you do to Ruby? She was never weak like this, and now you're running in to rescue her from her brothers and sisters. Her own kind Sam? Don't you get how sick that is?" He probably didn't. Winchester's were strange creatures and Sam. He was always gonna be the freak even before he figured that out for himself. He was always destined to be the screw up. The one with the darkness just waiting inside him. Waiting to be unleashed on the world.

If he got her, what would happen then. Would they go back and be a cute little couple? It was absolutely disgusting. She didn't look up again till his hand slammed hard against the car hood. He was actually shaking. Actually physically shaking. He was a very angry man. Maybe he used to be able to hide it better. Maybe he used to see it as something else but he had to know now. "I know Sammy, I know how angry you get thinking about your little whore all trussed up and cut open. It's gotta eat you up inside. You go in, you go in with all that lovely anger and you see what happens. Oh but...she might be bleeding. She probably will and you like her taste more than me huh? You should drink this" she told him, holding the cup up to him.

"You do this and you come and send me back yourself. You let me free of this damn trap. Who has a devils trap in their car anyway?" Meg hated it, hated Sam. She even went ahead and hated Ruby for loving a human and walking away from everything she was. She would never understand her.