"I'm...yeah." Yeah? Yeah what? Sam drew in a deep breath and tore his gaze away from her. Silently, he turned his back to both Ruby and the bed she was resting on and began to stride in the other direction. He hit the door, reached for the handle, and...then he locked it. Sam stared at the handle for a long moment, mind spinning lightly from the combination of the blood surging through him and the knowledge of what was to come next.
It wouldn't be for too long, like she had said. Plus, Dean was probably already sleeping. Or attempting to sleep. He had noticed that he was doing a little bit better with it lately. Maybe he was finally getting what he needed.
He turned from the door and walked over to the bed. Sam only paused to kick off his shoes before he spread out next to her on the mattress, his hand quickly reaching out to wrap around the side of her waist. "You knew this was coming, didn't you?" She probably did from the second she had laid down.