Fucking blood sucker.

With a sharp cry she used the knife again this time digging it in further, releasing some pent up rage.

Hearing her scream Sam glanced in Ruby's direction watching as she killed another vampire, blood spattered her face and clothing and her expression became a mixture between vengeance and serenity… it frightened him and yet intrigued him at the same time.

Ruby looked up at him a second later, his face was layered in dirt and blood, some of it was probably his own. That thought made her stomach do flip-flops, she sent him a flirty smile.

Hunting with Sam was kinda hot.

"Are there anymore?" Dean panted moving in front of Ruby and blocking her from their conversation.

"Doesn't look like it," Ruby replied as she wiped her enchanted knife on the back of Dean's jacket, "Hey hey! Don't wipe that shit on me bitch!" He snapped angrily raising the colt in her direction.

Sam unconsciously took a step in her direction, slowly coming between the two.

"Let's all just calm down," He sent Dean an empathetic look and Dean lowered the colt slightly, "Ruby stop being a bitch." Dean smirked in triumph, "And Dean, don't be such jerk." Dean's smirk soon turned to dismay, "Ruby helped us with this so we should show her respect for that."

Ruby smiled and twisted the knife around, putting it back in its holder, "Thanks Sammy."

He's starting to defend her, she smiles sweetly at them both, walking towards the exit.

And one day soon he might even take her side.