Who: Sam & Ruby What: Evil Ruby is Evil Where: Their house When: Late Night Thursday/Early Friday Rating: Med to High Status: In Progress
She was as ready as she'd ever be. Sam would come to the bedroom all ready to be tied down for the blood she'd offered him. And she'd give it to him. Little by little, just enough to sate him until she was ready for the next part. And he would be, it would take time. It would take a lot of hurt and he'd hate her for some of it. She knew that. Like when he lost Dean. The hellhounds were already on their way to Dean, they'd take him. Then Mary would follow, And Adam, and Mel, and Jess, and Booth and everyone else that was holding him back from his destiny. She had so many plans for him, and maybe she could get the angel onside too. He'd thank her in the end. And she was sure his friends would be fine in heaven and then she and Sam would join them. It was such a perfect and easy plan she couldn't believe she'd been so weak before. But it was fine now, she understood everything so clearly. Sam's soul would be safe until the end and then Lucifer would see them safely to heaven. He wouldn't lie to her. He didn't lie. And she could stop holding back on all that darkness. Because the truth was she needed it, craved it like Sam craved the blood. And she couldn't fight it anymore. Why should she have to?
She wrapped the rope around the bedposts like they'd done so many times but perhaps more unusually it was Sam that was going to be tied down. It had to be like this. There was no other way.
The hellhounds Lucifer had given her were doing their jobs. One was already on its way to Dean with orders to wait until he next left the complex and then take him down. Another was waiting inside the house. Out of Sam's way and ready to guard him until she was ready to prepare him further. It had orders not to kill him but not to let him leave either. And there were demons, trapped and hidden ready so she could feed him once she'd left. She'd leave them just close enough that he could break free and take them. Come into his power. Then she just had to convince him once his family and friends were gone that she'd done it for him. For them.
Sam was on his way, she could hear him. Hurried and frantic as he took the stairs quickly, he wasn't in his right mind, he never was. He was never in his right mind when it came to the blood. She had to be quick. Get him tied down before he just jumped her and she got lost in what he could do with her blood flowing through him. She loved it, loved how it felt. Everytime he touched her with his power...
But no, there would be plenty of time for that when she was reeducating the man she loved. It would work out perfectly. It had to.