Something was different when he looked at her again. Something very different. There was no fracture there anymore. Not really. Ruby didn’t like it, and now it was her turn to back off when he asked her to, releasing her grip on him completely and move back to the wall, looking at him in utter shock. This wasn’t her Sam. This was...oh no, no, this had to be Sam from before.
“Put him back in charge” she said coldly. “You shouldn’t see this, any of this. That’s why I locked her down so far, she can see it, I can’t stop her seeing it, maybe someone wants that I guess, but you shouldn’t see any of this. Not this me, not this world. It’s disgusting and I’m not the woman you proposed to, not anymore. Not by a long way. And no, I can’t send you back and I don’t know who can. This is what we’re stuck with and I only have a day with him. And yes, there’ll be blood so he can get warm. Yes there’ll be using the power. You won’t like it. Might bring back recent memories but you shouldn’t be here. He should. I want my husband back so you just slip back into his mind and think of your fiancee. She’s thinking of you.”
Ruby wanted her day, her good memory, she didn’t know when the next time was that Lucifer would let Sam free. And this Sam, younger, unbroken by the horrors of the last five years. It wasn’t fair. She didn’t want him to see this, see her like this. It was cruel for both of them. And for her Sam, her broken confused Sam. She needed to give him her blood. It would make him happy for a little while. Make him warm. He hadn’t been warm like that in so long. “Can’t you just go...past Sam. Just let my Sam free again and then don’t think about the next 24 hours. It will be better, for all of us if you do.”