Who: Ruby & Sam Winchester What: A letter arrives Where: Their Bedroom When: Early Morning Rating: Probably low but TBD Status: In Progress
Ruby heard the door, just a little noise, someone dropping a letter off and quickly finished making Sam's coffee before practicly running to the front hallway. There it was. Just an envelope, something so simple but she held on to it like it was the most precious thing in the world as soon as she'd put the coffee down and bent to pick it up. The puppy Sam had bought for her seemed just as eager to play with it as she was so she had to move him back just to get at the letter. The address was handwritten and she knew. This was it. And it was a hell of a time for it to arrive. Sam was still in bed, sleeping off the various injuries he'd gained, from where he wouldn't tell her but she knew it was more than just his fight with Dean. He was too badly hurt. She hadn't questioned when she'd found him. She'd just helped him to their bed, dressed his wounds. Made sure he was comfortable. It crossed her mind only once that her blood would heal him. It wasn't worth it. Especially for the sake of why they'd gone to find a doctor in the first place. It wouldn't do either of them any good to start down that road if in a hypothetical future they'd start trying for a kid. They hadn't had one in the future but then they hadn't had the animals either. They hadn't been so very domestic as they'd become. As domestic as a Hunter and his demon wife could be at any rate.
She turned the envelope over in her hands a few times not sure if she wanted to open it or not. Her gut told her it wasn't good news. If she could have had kids normally they'd really have been Brangelina by now. Hordes and hordes of kids. They had a lot of sex. Something would have happened by now. So in her heart she knew what the contents would say. The doctor had been kind if a little wary of her. Told her she'd done something amazing just by walking away from hell. He'd done tests. Sam had left the room when she'd needed to give blood, under much protest mind, he'd been calling in from the hall asking what was going on. Oh so protective. The Doctor had done what he needed to do and told her he'd have news in a few days.
And it seemed he did.
Ruby finally nodded, grabbed the coffee from where she'd left it on the table near the door, and moved toward the stairs quickly tracing the familiar path to the room she and Sam shared. The room was dark and the puppy bounded along behind her, but waited at the door. Fluffball was curled up on the pillow she had not long vacated. Ruby moved instead to sit at Sam's side of the bed waking her husband with a soft kiss and looking over the injuries to his face with a critical eye. He was stable still. He'd heal. He was strong. "Baby its here, the letter from the doc." she told him handing over the envelope and his coffee as soon as he was awake enough to take them. "I'm pretty sure its a no, I mean...it'd be impossible if I could and we hadn't yet but maybe there's something we can do. He said he'd look up some stuff, let us know. But if I can't I mean...thats okay isn't it. We said it wouldn't change anything..."
It wouldn't, she knew that. Sam loved her too much to let it change anything, and she was expecting not to be able to. But there was a small part of her. A tiny part of her that said maybe, maybe it was just coincidence that she hadn't gotten pregnant. Maybe she could and maybe someday... Nah there was no point. The puppy jumped at her legs seeming to sense the anticipation in the room and Ruby reached down to pet him, it didn't do much to take her mind off any of it.