Title: Stay with the Devil You Know
Rating: PG-13 // FRT
Characters: Bela Talbot/Ruby
50prompts Prompt: 19. Reason
15pairings Prompt: 5. “Shut up and listen.”
Content Warning: Spoilers through the end of season 4, though this mostly takes place in Season 3
Summary: It was always the same and it had been happening ever since she’d met the Winchesters in Black Rock.
Author’s Note: This is just kind of a crazy idea that I thought I’d try out, given the way the season ended. Also? I really don’t write femmeslash that often, so any pointers, concrit, whatever, would be appreciated.
Disclaimer: Supernatural and all related belong to Kripke and the CW. I’m just playing, so please don’t sue. Any and all original characters are mine, however, so please don’t steal without my permission.
“What are you doing here?”
It was the always the same, and it had been happening ever since she’d met the Winchesters in Black Rock. Every time she had an encounter with Sam and Dean, the blond demon would come strutting her way in to poke and prod at her, most of the time without any real purpose. It was only after the last time, when she’d sent Gordon after them that Ruby actually seemed a little pleased, and Bela wasn’t sure if she should be happy or worried about that one. Right now, though, Bela was just trying to enjoy her last Christmas in peace, and Ruby didn’t seem content to let her do that quite yet.
Every time Ruby showed up, Bela felt her blood run an odd mix of cold and hot. It was uncomfortable, and made her skin itch in a way that wasn’t entirely pleasant, but wasn’t completely horrible either. It was just the way the woman looked at her. It was almost as though it was a mix between disdain and appraisal. Bela could feel them both, and reacted accordingly to both in the only way she knew how.
“Boss lady’s got a job for you,” Ruby said in a tone that could have almost been a purr if she wanted to be accurate. Which she didn’t. Bela held no illusions about the kind of demon that Ruby was. It had been that way from the beginning, and while Bela really had no issues with keeping things from the Winchesters, something this huge, this uncomfortable wasn’t something that she really wanted to hold on to. She wanted to run to them for help, but she knew there was no guarantee that they could save her. She wasn’t sure if Lilith could be trusted either, but Ruby—sometimes she made her want to believe it.
Bela turned around to face her as the blond sauntered closer, looking like the cat that ate the canary. Bela just tried to seem impassive, crossing her arms in front of her chest and looking at Ruby critically. “And what, exactly, would that be?”
“She needs you to steal a very special gun from the Winchester boys,” Ruby sighed, invading Bela’s space just like she always did. “Old school Colt revolver. Said to be able to kill demons. Lilith wants to make sure Dean or Sam, in all their infinite wisdom, doesn’t decide to use it on her.”
Bela’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Last I heard, that gun was broken. Why is Lilith so worried about it?”
“Because I helped Bobby Singer fix it, that’s why,” Ruby replied, bracing her hands on either side of the woman and leaning in. Bela still kept her arms where they were, blocking herself off from Ruby’s advances, but she wasn’t immune to the idea that the demon was this close.
“What side are you playing?”
“Lilith’s and the Winchesters’ too, all at the same time.” A slow, cat-like grin stretched across the woman’s face. “What? Don’t think I can pull it off?”
“No. I know you can’t.” She was quiet for a moment, before shrugging. “There are some things you can’t play both sides on. It gets you killed.”
That was the problem with Ruby, though. She was cocky. Arrogant. She was playing a game that no one had anticipated, but the one thing Bela probably couldn’t figure out was why she was getting the broad spectrum of the plan. Maybe it’s because she was already dead and Ruby knew it. Or maybe it was because the Winchesters would never believe a word out of Bela’s mouth. Either way, Ruby was telling her these things, this information, and she was counting on Bela to keep her mouth shut. And for some twisted reason, she knew that she would.
“So I steal this gun—and what’s in it for me?” Bela sighed, giving up on the point.
“You get your life back.”
Bela’s eyes slid up slightly, and she seemed almost—confused. “I steal this gun, and I get out of my deal?”
“Scout’s honor,” Ruby said with a grin. “Just get me the shiny little gun.”
Bela paused for a moment looking away from her. “I do this, those boys will hunt me down and kill me. Then what good is your offer?”
“Hop a plane. Dean hates to fly anyway. Besides, the Winchester brothers won’t be alive that long anyway.”
Bela was quiet for a moment before nodding. “Fine. I’ll do it.”
“Good girl,” Ruby grinned. “Should be fun.”
“Right,” Bela sighed, watching as the woman walked away. “Should be fun.”
“What do you mean the deal’s not off!” Bela raged, eyes flashing as she stared back at the blond demon. “You told me that if I did this, I’d get my life back! We had a deal!”
“No, we had an agreement. In fact, you didn’t even get it in writing,” Ruby crossed her arms in front of her chest. “We’re demons, sweetie. Did you really thing we’d hold up our end if you did that piss poor a job of making sure we would? You know how demons seal their deals.”
Bela’s body was shaking as she dropped into a sitting position on the bed behind her, and she was trying her best to keep her cool. She had just screwed herself, and she knew it. She should have known better than to listen to the silky smooth promises of a demon, and she knew it. And now, she was going to die, despite the fact that she had done everything Lilith had asked. It wasn’t fair. She was desperately willing herself not to cry, when she heard the scoff from the woman in front of her.
“Oh, lighten up. I didn’t say things were over yet.” The blond woman moved forward, crouching down in front of her and placing her hands on Bela’s knees. “We have one more job for you. Just to—sweeten the pot a bit.”
“Oh really?” Bela snorted, before looking up at her. “And what else do you want to con me into doing before you let hellhounds tear me to bits?”
“We need you to kill Sam Winchester.”
At that, every part of Bela stilled. Kill him? It was one thing to have her steal things from them but her parents aside, Bela wasn’t a murderer. That wasn’t how she operated. If Ruby was going to ask her to do this—
“I want a deal this time.” She was firm on that as she looked up and looked Ruby in the eye, probably for the first time since she had met the woman. “A real one. If I’m going to kill someone, I want to be sure I’m getting off the hook.”
Ruby watched her face for a moment, before rolling her eyes. Bela wasn’t entirely convinced that the look was completely scornful, however. There was something else to it that she just couldn’t place.
“Fine. Pucker up, princess.”
Bela closed her eyes and leaned into the kiss just enough to seal the deal. It only took a moment for her to feel it working, but the kiss was longer than that. There was something else that Ruby was getting at—Bela wasn’t sure what or how, but it was there, and the only thing she could do was go with it. She let Ruby hold the kiss as long as she need to, before the woman pulled back.
“There,” she sighed, wiping at the corner of her mouth slightly with the back of her hand. “You have your deal. You hold up your end? And I’ll hold up mine. Capice?”
Bela just nodded, before the demon turned to go again, before glancing back over her shoulder at the girl in front of her. “Remember—this is your last chance. No more free passes after this.” There was something about Ruby’s tone as she said it, the same look that was on her face before, and Bela didn’t know how to interpret it or where it was coming from, but it was almost—human. Bela really didn’t know what to make of that.
“I’m aware,” she said quietly, and Ruby just nodded briefly, before making her way out the door and slamming it behind her. Bela jumped slightly at the sound, before looking down at her hands again and trying not to fall apart on herself.
Deep down, she knew she was probably still screwed.
She was out of time.
She was out of time and she knew it. She could hear the wolves howling in the distance, and she didn’t know what else she could do. She didn’t hold up her end of the bargain, and that meant the deal was done. Sam Winchester was still alive, and as a result, she was going to die. All she wanted to do was curl up and cry, but adrenaline and instinct were keeping her looking for a way out—despite the fact that she knew that she wasn’t going to be able to find one.
There was a slam! as the door blew open, and as she spun around, she was shocked to see who was coming for her. “Ruby?”
“Here’s the deal, princess,” Ruby sighed, seeming slightly out of breath, as though she was being rushed. “You promise to stay out of my and Lilith’s way with regards to the whole world coming to an end, and you don’t die. Sound good to you?”
“What?” Bela was so startled and confused that she wasn’t sure how to process it. “What are you doing?”
“I’m making a deal with you, Bela,” Ruby sighed, giving her a look. “I save your life, you stay out of my way. You don’t warn Sam or Dean about Lilith. In fact, I highly recommend you get on a plane and get as far away from here as you can get. Think you can handle that?”
Bela just stared at her, stunned, before nodding. “Okay.”
“So we have a deal?”
“Yes.” Bela barely finished getting it out before Ruby was kissing her, roughly and quickly, and it wasn’t long after that the hellhounds disappeared, the howls stopped, and Bela was—alive.
Bela pulled back from the kiss for a moment, before looking around in shock and swallowing slightly. “Why did you do that?”
Ruby shrugged. “Maybe I felt a little sorry for you. It happens when you’ve had a life as pathetic as yours.”
Bela didn’t believe her. She just stared at her for a moment, before leaning in and kissing her again. This wasn’t a kiss to make a deal though. This was a real one, genuine and soft, and it was barely a moment before Ruby was responding and pushing Bela back against the wall, starting to push the leather jacket from her shoulders. The blond nipped at her lips lightly, before pulling back with the same cat-like grin she knew from before.
“So what’s this? Your ‘thank God I’m alive’ fuck?”
Bela’s eyes narrowed slightly as she pulled her in again, pushing Ruby’s own jacket from her shoulders. “Shut up.”