Again, sorry for not updating, but here it is.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. If it weren't for my new restaurant job, I wouldn't eat today.

"Sam? Sam! You cannot do this right now!" Ruby was holding Sam up and shaking him.

"Ugghh… Ruby, my head…" Sam was barely keeping himself from passing out.

"I know Sam, you did great in there. But you gotta stay with it or else those demons will come out here and eat us alive… literally…" Ruby grabbed the tequila, "Drink this."

"No… last thing I need is… hangover…" Sam's head felt like it might explode any second. As far as his powers went, the sky wasn't the limit apparently, it was pain tolerance.

"Ok, then-" Ruby heard something and paused before shoving Sam completely upright into the wall and forcing her lips roughly onto his.

Sam was caught off guard and couldn't think in time to shove her off of him. This was so wrong and disgusting. He moved his hands to her shoulders to shove her away until he heard a voice…

"I didn't realize that you would be… preoccupied…" Sam could see the bartender with his arms crossed out of the corner of his eye.

Ruby broke away, "You want to tell us something?" She stood close to Sam so she could still hold him up.

"We are going to take the rest of the night to decide. We'll send someone to you in the morning with a decision. In the meantime I'm sure you can find something to do in your room." The demon smiled.

"How do we know you won't attack tonight?" Ruby's eyes were hard.

"You have our word, as long as he doesn't go after us." The demon looked at Sam with fear.

"Fine. You have one night. After that I will come back and believe me, I have no problem with wasting every single one of you." Sam summoned all of his strength for this.

The demon disappeared back into the bar just as Sam began losing strength again and fell forward onto Ruby.

"Shit. Sam get up, I can't carry your dead weight all the way back." Ruby lowered Sam to the ground and tapped his face. Sam was out cold. "You're going to hate me for this…" Ruby took a knife to her wrist and held it to Sam's mouth.

Sam groaned and began to stir, "R'by…?"

"Right here Sam." She hid her wrist before Sam could notice. "We need to go." Ruby reached down to help Sam up.

Sam tasted blood and vaguely remembered passing out. "What happened?"

"I think you over did it a little bit tonight Sam. Let's get you back to the room."

"Yeah… feels that way." Sam held his head. Hope it was worth it…Sorry Dean… Sam thought about the woman he'd just killed. Surely he didn't have to kill the host as well? For some reason though, he couldn't bring himself to care that much as he stepped into the car.

That night Sam dreamed about Dean. He was being tortured endlessly and no matter how Sam called out to him or reached out to him, he couldn't ease his brother's suffering or stop the torture. Parts of him were missing and replaced with smoke.

Sam woke up suddenly only to see Ruby asleep in the next bed. He sighed and looked to his right and Dean was inches from his face with a knife. His eyes were black.

"Dean!" Sam jumped back in the bed.

"That's right Sammy." He held the knife to Sam's face. "And this is what I've become."

"No…"

"Tell me Sam, how long was I gone before you met back up with that whore and let her sleep in my bed?" Dean cut down Sam's right cheek.

"Please… don't…"

"Too late Sam." Dean's voice began to change. "Wake up."

Sam looked confused.

"Wake up SAM!" Dean slapped him and when he turned again to face Dean he saw Ruby.

"Sam! You're having a nightmare!"

He could still feel the phantom cut his brother left and the sting from Ruby's slap.

"Nightmare… Yeah…" Sam said after getting a grip on reality.

AN: It's been a while so any thoughts would be great. I hope I didn't disappoint this chapter.