The Final Destruction 2

by Amelia Esla

  Dean grabbed the vile. "Two months? Why two months?"

  "Because that's what I said. God, you Winchesters just have to know everything."

  Dean gripped the vile. "And what happens if I don't bring it in two months?"

  "Then little Sammy goes back into the ground."

  Dean clenched his fists. He had to do it. He had to save his brother... but the only way was to give the demon Megan's blood. "Fine. I'll do it. You'll have the vile back in two months."

  The demon grinned. "Excellent. Now, how about we seal this deal?"

  She pulled him down to her level, and pressed her lips against his. When she pulled away, the deal was done.

  …

  Dean couldn't help but feel he had made a mistake. He had to save Sam. He couldn't just let him die. But maybe the price was too much. Who knew what the demon would do with her blood? But it couldn't be good.

  He knew how scared she was. And he knew she didn't deserve it. But what else could he do?

  13- Ruby

  They kept driving until it was long after night had fallen. The road was dark, and hard to see. But it was hard to miss what was directly up ahead.

  "What the hell? Sam?" Megan sat in the drivers seat. Sam was asleep beside her. She reached over and woke him up.

  Sam woke up bleary eyed, looking through the blurry windshield. He didn't see it right away, but as his vision cleared it became quite obvious.

  Five people stood in a line across the street. They would have took them as zombies, but they stood perfectly still, which zombies never did. They were staring straight at the car, which was only half a dozen yards away.

  Sam looked back to Bobby and Dean's car. He could faintly see them, but not enough to communicate. "Let's just... turn the car around. They aren't moving."

  Megan nodded. "They're really freakin' me out, man..."

  "I have no idea what they're doing..."

  Megan put the car in reverse, and drove backward a little.

  As soon as the car started to move again, they pounced.

  Five black-eyed demons ran straight towards the car, and there was nothing they could do about it. Megan tried to drive away, but they smashed through the drivers side window like it was nothing, and pulled her out.

  "Megan!" Sam pulled out his gun, but he knew it was useless against the demons. He ran out of the car, running to help her.

  Megan was a decent shot, but she wasn't a fighter. She had never been too strong, but almost a whole year of not eating enough left her thin and weak.

  One of the demons had her pinned to the ground, but Sam managed to pull it off of her.

  Dean and Bobby weren't far behind them. Three of the demons ran at them. Dean fell backwards, taking one down with him. Bobby was able to throw a punch before getting hit himself.

  No one had any idea of what to do, and no one had any time to even think.

  But suddenly...

  Sam was pinned down by one of the demons when someone thrust a knife thorough its chest. It shouldn't have done anything but piss it off, but instead bright light shone out of it, and the demon collapsed onto Sam.

  Sam looked up to find a short blonde woman standing over him with a curved, serrated-edged knife with a wooden handle, and strange markings carved into it.

  She only looked at him for a moment before running over to Megan. She stabbed the demon attacking her the same way she had before, and it, too, died instantly.

  Then she ran to help Dean and Bobby.

  Sam pushed the demons body off of himself. He checked it's pulse. Not only was the demon dead, but so was the host.

  He ran over to Megan, who was just standing up herself. "Who the hell is she?"

  "I have no idea, but she saved our asses. You okay?"

  Megan nodded.

  They followed the blonde woman to where Dean and Bobby were. She had killed all three demons already, her knife red with blood.

  They stood around her, unsure of what to think or say.

  "What...? No thank you?" She was breathing heavily.

  "Who the hell are you?" Dean gun was up and pointing at her, as was Bobby's. They knew better than to trust strangers- even hunters.

  "The chick who just saved your ass. Isn't that enough?"

  "Not for us, sweetheart. You a hunter or something?"

  The woman laughed. "Not even close." She blinked, and her eyes flooded with black. "My name is Ruby. I know, a demon, but what are you gonna do?"

  "You're a demon?" Megan repeated. "Then why are you helping us?"

  "And how did you help us? You can't kill a demon with a knife!" Sam added.

  Ruby rolled her eyes. "This isn't an ordinary knife. It's ancient, older than me. And it's incredibly powerful, as you all just found out. Your welcome, by the way."

  "So why help us?" Sam repeated.

  Ruby rolled her eyes at him. "Its none of your business, who I choose to help, or why."

  "So, what? We're just supposed to trust you?" Dean asked, taking a step forward.

  "I don't expect you to," Ruby glanced over at Sam. "But it's kinda you're only shot."

  "At what, exactly?"

  "At not going to Hell."

  That shut Dean up, at least for the moment. He lowered his gun, slightly.

  Bobby took over for him. "How do you even know about that?"

  Ruby shrugged. "I hear things."

  "We're gonna need a little more than that."

  She sighed, exasperated. "Look, I know who holds your deal. Her name is Lilith, and she's a bad son-of-a-bitch. I work for her, or at least she thinks I do."

  "No way." Dean pushed in front of Bobby to stand right in front of her. "We're not trusting you. No way."

  "Dean, wait-"

  "No! Sam. We'd be idiots to."

  "I can help you, Dean." Ruby argued, leaning up into his face. "You'd be an idiot not to."

  "Dean... come here."

  "Sam-"

  Sam grabbed his brothers shoulder and pulled him off to the side. "Dean, please... just..." Sam sighed. How could he make Dean understand? "This may very well be our only shot. Your only shot."

  "She's a demon, Sammy!" Dean quarreled. "I don't care if she can help me. At the end of the day, she's bad news. End of story."

  "Would you quit that!" Sam yelled, louder than he meant to. He lowered his voice and continued. "Would you quit acting like you don't even care that you're dying. Because I know you do, Dean. I know you. And God damn it, even if you don't- you could do it forme."

  Dean clenched his jaw. "Fine. She can stay. But that doesn't mean I trust her."

  "Get in line."

  "So what? You boys gonna let me live, or what?"

  …

  They drove straight through the rest of the night.

  Ruby stayed in the car with Dean and Bobby so Dean could keep an eye on her. It didn't take too long for Bobby to fall asleep in the backseat. And then Ruby started talking.

  "It's really quite heroic what you did," She leaned over from the passenger seat. "Saving your brother and all. Especially after you knew what he was."

  "What are you talking about?" Dean didn't look over at her. He wasn't going to let her get in his head. He wasn't going to let her get to him.

  "You know, his destiny. Who he was supposed to be. I mean, it must have taken a lot of guts. Here you are, daddy's little soldier, going against his last order. He told you to kill him, and you did the exact opposite." She was smirking, and it took all of Deans limited self-control to not take her knife and stab her right there.

  "How do you even know about that?" He growled.

  "I told you. I know things." She leaned in closer, her fingers dragging over his shoulder. "You know what else I know? I know all about your little deal with the devil. All of it."

  Dean gulped, trying not to let his fear show through. He glanced back at Bobby, but he was still asleep. "Could you just shut up for like 20 minutes? Do you have a demonic off button or something?"

  "Don't wo
rry- I don't blame you, Dean. You were only trying to save Sam." She backed away, settling back in her chair. "Man, you're almost out of time, aren't you? You owe her a vile of Megan's blood, when? Tomorrow night?"

  Dean stayed silent.

  "I'll take that as a yes. Now, how are you going to go about getting that?"

  "I'll figure something out."

  "I guess you could just bring her off to the side while everyone's asleep and slit her wrist-"

  "Would you shut up!" Dean couldn't listen to her anymore. "God dammit! The only reason you're still breathing right now is because you're supposed to be helping me out of this God forsaken deal! Not to be a freakin' bitch!"

  "I am trying to help." Ruby retorted. "You need to complete this part of the deal tomorrow, or else Sam goes back into the ground, and then there's nothing I can do."

  "I'm well aware, thank you."

  "Now, now. There's no reason to get your panties in a bunch. I'll be quiet."

  They sat in silence, listening to Bobby snoring in the back.

  Dean knew he was doing the right thing. He was saving Sam's life- how could he not be?

  But he didn't want to hurt Megan, and how else could he get her blood? He had a lot to think about before tomorrow night. There was only one thing he was absolutely certain of:

  He was not asking Ruby for help.

  14- Time is Up

  Dean could feel the timer ticking down through the next day. They only had one pit stop, and he found himself silent the whole time.

  Before they went off to their respective vehicles, Sam pulled him off to the side. "Are you okay, Dean? You seem really off."

  "Yeah, dude, I'm fine." Dean assured him.

  Sam frowned at him for a moment. Dean hated when Sam gave him that look- those pitying sad eyes that felt like they were looking right into his head. Finally, he said, "You know you can tell me anything, Dean. If there's something wrong..."

  Dean felt like his throat close up on him. "Sammy, I told you, I'm fine." He wanted to tell him the truth about his deal, but he knew exactly what Sam would say. He'd want Dean to just let him die, and Dean was not prepared to do that.

  After that, they went on driving.

  They managed to find an abandoned truck a few hours later that still had gas in it. It was a lucky break, really. Dean quietly prayed for another.

  When it got dark, they all agreed it was best to stop. Dean brought it up, knowing it was the only way this was going to happen.

  "I agree. I think we could all use a rest." Ruby agreed, pursing her lips and raising her eyebrows. Dean wasn't sure she helped at all, but he knew why she did it. She wanted him to go through with it. He was a little worried that if he chickened out, Ruby would do it herself.

  Dean waited for everyone to fall asleep. Ruby, of course, didn't need to, but she hung out in the car, silently, as Dean snuck out.

  He quietly opened the car door where Megan was sleeping. He thought about just picking her up and praying she didn't wake up, but he knew she would. Finally, he decided on just waking her up himself. "Megan," He whispered, gently shaking her arm. He kept an eye on Sam, who was fast asleep beside her.

  Megan opened her eyes slowly. "Dean? What is it? Is something wrong?"

  Yes. "No, nothing. I just... can you come with me?"

  Megan looked hesitant, but finally nodded. "Yeah. Sure..."

  He helped her out of the truck, and led her out past the road. There was a lot of trees all around. They walked for a while, listening to the sounds of bugs and squirrels.

  "Where are we going, Dean?"

  I don't know. Far enough away so that nobody hears us. "I just thought I'd go for a walk."

  "Then why am I here?"

  You don't want to know. "I... I just thought you'd like to come..." He knew she wasn't falling for it. It was pretty obvious. He knew he had to do this quick, but he was trying to work up the nerve.

  Megan smiled slightly.

  "Whats so funny?"

  "Nothing," Megan shook her head. "It's just... funny. That's all."

  "What is?"

  "You know you're not getting laid just cause you take me out on a walk, right?"

  "What? No! No, that's not-"

  "Okay! Okay! Sorry, you're right. This is a very lovely walk." Megan grinned to herself.

  Dean clenched his fists. He had to do it now. He was running out of time, and he couldn't take it any more. He didn't know what was going to happen when he got back, but it didn't matter. It would be over.

  He could feel the vile in his pocket as he pulled out a knife. "Megan," his voice was shaky. He hid the blade behind his back, trying to think of what to say. Maybe if he explained his situation, she would help him. But no... giving her blood to the demon was only asking for more trouble. It was insane... this whole plan was insane.

  "Yeah?"

  She turned to look at him, and her eyes met his. He looked into her eyes, and knew he couldn't do it. Not to her. "Uh... you should go back, now."

  Megan frowned. "What? Why?"

  He carefully slid the knife away. "I just... I need to take care of something."

  "I knew you'd chicken out." They both turned to Ruby's mocking voice. She had followed them out into the woods. She knew Dean would never do this alone.

  "What are you talking about?" Megan glanced between the two of them, who were glaring at each other. "Dean?"

  "Dean here hasn't told you everything." Ruby smirked.

  "Shut up, Ruby. You don't know what you're talking about." Dean growled, walking slightly in front of Megan.

  "Oh really? So you weren't taking her out here so you could get some of her blood?"

  "What?" Megan couldn't understand anything they were saying. "Dean, what the hell is she talking about?"

  "The other part of his deal for Sam's life."

  "Megan, go back to the car." Dean ordered, not taking his eyes off of Ruby.

  "No, Dean, I-"

  "Now!" Dean yelled, making Megan flinch.

  She ran off, hesitantly, at first. But as she thought about it, things were starting to make sense. Oh God... She realized. I have to get Sam...

  Ruby crossed her arms, frowning. "Well, great, now she's gone. What are you gonna do now, genius?"

  "You know what, Ruby? I don't like you. Not at all. And I certainly don't trust you." At this point he was just trying to distract her long enough for Megan to get back to the group. He was also trying to postpone the decision he had to make. "But you might be a necessary evil. So I'm going to let you stay. But you will not touch her, you got it?"

  "Fine. I'll leave her be. But what are you going to do? You didn't get her blood."

  "I'll figure it out. Just... go back to the group and stall for me, okay?"

  …

  "Sam! Sam!" Sam woke up rather abruptly to Megan's face hovering over his.

  "Megan? What's wrong? What are you-"

  "It's Dean!"

  That was all that was needed to get Sam's attention. He shot up immediately. "What about Dean?" Where is he?"

  "He's out in the woods with Ruby. But Sam- I think Dean did something stupid. Ruby was talking about his deal, and-"

  "What's going on?" Bobby appeared beside her. He heard them talking from the other car.

  "I think Dean ran out of time."

  "What are you talking about? He has months left!" Sam argued, worriedly. Dean couldn't be out of time... not yet! Sam still had time to save him...

  "I can explain that." Ruby strolled out of the woods, calmly.

  "What did you do to my brother?" Sam accused, stepping out of the car. "Where is he?"

  Ruby held up her hands in mock surrender. "I didn't do anything to him. He did this to himself."

  …

  Dean paced back and forth in the crossroad. The demon said she would meet him here- he just had to wait.

  "Oh good, you made it." Dean heard her voice from behind him. He spun around to face her. She wore a short black dress and heels. He cou
ld feel his body trembling.

  He took the filled vile from his pocket. "I give you this- and the deal is final. No changes- no take backs."

  "No changes. No take backs," she repeated, holding her hand out, expectantly.

  He tried to stable his hand as he placed the vile on her palm. Her fingers curled around it, greedily. She grinned, holding it up in front of her face. "So you really did it? I'm surprised, honestly."

  "Well, a deal's a deal. We good?" Dean didn't want to be here any longer than necessary.

  "Just a moment." She unscrewed the top, exposing the blood. The demon dipped the tip of her finger into the vile and pulled it back out. Her eyes flickered to Dean as she held it up.

  "What kind of fool do you take me for?"

  "Excuse me?"

  Dean jumped at the sound of the vile being crushed in her hand. Blood and glass fell to the ground. In an instant, she was right in front of him, her hand gripping his arm. She tore down his sleeve, exposing a fresh cut. "You think I'm that stupid? This isn't her blood! It's yours!"

  …

  God dammit... God dammit! "You're sure he went this way?" Sam asked Ruby for the thousandth time.

  Ruby groaned. "Yes, I'm sure. I watched him go this way. He's obviously going to the nearest crossroad, anyway."

  "I can't believe he was that stupid!" Sam muttered, mostly to himself. Was Dean ever actually planning on going through with this? Giving a demon Megan's blood? Who knew what she was going to do with it?

  But now... he was going in empty handed. There was no way the demon was going to handle it well. They had to get there fast, or Sam feared the worst.

  15- I'm Goin' Down

  "I'm sorry, I-"

  "No! The deal is off!" The demon raised her hand, prepared to snap, clearing the deal entirely. It would mean Dean was safe. But it would also mean Sam would die.

  "Wait, please! You can't!" Dean begged, just like he had a month ago when he was in the same position. "You can't kill him. Please- kill me! Kill me instead!"

  "That wasn't the deal." She paused, dropping her hand.

  "Think of it this way: you don't even have to wait the full year! You can have my soul- right now!" Dean was terrified. He was terrified of death. Of Hell. But mostly, he was afraid for Sam. She had to accept his offer, or else there was nothing else he could do.