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Fic: Find the Difference Between Us

Title: Find the Difference Between Us
Setting: The French Mistake AU
Rating: Pg-13
Warnings: Sam is sleeping in a bed with a stranger who believes that he is her husband, but they don’t do anything besides sleep. And Sam is pretty freaked out by the whole situation. Basically, I don’t think there’s anything squicky, but I don’t pretend to know what is and isn’t squicky to anyone else.
Word count: 676
Characters/Pairings: Sam Winchester, Meta!Gen, light Sam/Meta!Gen because she thinks he’s her husband, but actually Sam/Ruby at heart.
Summary: Of all the possible twists his life could have taken, the last one Same would have ever expected was the one that left him in bed with a woman who wasn’t Ruby, but looked like Ruby, and thought he was her husband, who played him on TV.
AN: What even is my life? What is this? This is what happens when my roommate watches The French Mistake and I watch it with her, even though I haven’t finished S5. Also this is crack. Except it kind of isn’t, because this show writes it’s own crack, and I’m just pulling from crack that was already there.


*****

“Dude, did you get it on with Fake-Ruby?”

Dean only brings it up once, after they get back to their own universe and he realizes that he doesn’t know where Sam slept that night.

“Of course not.” Sam tells him, because it’s true, and that’s the end of the conversation.

*****

He didn’t. Of course he didn’t. After all, he wasn’t really that woman’s husband. He didn’t know her at all, actually.

But she’d taken his hand and led him up the stairs, and her hand was warm in his, and she thought he was the man she married, and they really couldn’t afford to blow their cover. Sam couldn’t draw any more attention to the ways he was different than what she was expecting, and he damn well couldn’t draw attention to Dean, who was asleep on an expensive couch in another part of the house. So Sam let her pull him along into what he assumed was their—Not-Ruby and Not-Sam’s—bedroom.

He stood in the middle of the room, trying as hard as he could to look like he belonged there, while she crossed to a chest of drawers and pulled out a worn t-shirt and long pajama pants, before crossing back to Sam and pushing the things into his hands, and steering him towards another open door that led to a bathroom.

“Go. You look ready to fall down.”

Sam went.

When he got back, Not-Ruby—Gen he tried to remind himself, but his mind tripped over the name the same as his mouth had—was pawing through another dresser, and she was naked, except for her underwear.

Sam’s mouth went dry. Not-Ruby straightened up, and threw a wink over her shoulder as she brushed past him to the bathroom. She looked good, he thought, healthy and whole and lacking the pattern of cuts and scrapes and bruises—many of them from his own hands and mouth—that he had become so accustomed to seeing on Ruby’s body, especially towards the end.

Before his staring could lead to things he didn’t want her to think he was initiating, Sam crawled into bed.

Possibly the most comfortable fucking bed he’d ever been in, in his entire life. This other guy, this Not-Sam, might have questionable taste in décor and pets, but Christ, his taste in beds was impeccable.

And his taste in wives, Sam decided, when Not-Ruby padded out of the bathroom. Her face was clean of make-up, and she was wearing nothing but an old shirt that was far too large for her and must, Sam decided, belong to her husband.

She smiled at him, sleepy and slow, and Sam’s breath caught in his throat at how very much she looked like Ruby in that moment. His Ruby. The one he’d known in the worst summer of his entire life, the one he was pretty sure no one else ever saw. Ruby with her guard down, smiling at him in motel rooms, and diners, and the occasional movie theater.

When he thought about Ruby, when he let himself think about Ruby, those were the things he thought about. Not her blood, and not the sex (although, yeah, okay, he thought about the sex too. He’s only human).

The other woman, the one wasn’t Ruby but played her on TV, slid under the covers next to him and reached up to turn off the lamp and plunge the room into darkness.

She twisted to face him, wiggling closer beneath the sheets, and Sam stayed still and let it happen. Let her cup his face in her hand, and brush a kiss across his lips, and lay her head on his chest.

“Are you sure you’re alright?” She mumbled into the fabric of his shirt.

Sam gave in to the impulse to wrap his arms around her back. She molded against his body in a way that was achingly familiar, and he let himself relax into the embrace.

“Yeah. Just…Weird day.”

If she found anything strange in the sentiment, she kept it to herself.

 
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OH MY GOD YOU WROTE SPN FIC ALDKFJALDKFJALDFJLKASJFLKJDFLADSJFLKAJDFLKAJDLFJALDFJALSKDFJ.

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AND IT'S SO AWESOME.

Here, pretend it says "this fic" instead of "I'm" (although SHE TOTALLY IS):

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he damn well couldn’t draw attention to Dean

I love that he thinks of his brother. Because I'm a sap like that.

healthy and whole and lacking the pattern of cuts and scrapes and bruises—many of them from his own hands and mouth

Ooh, I love this detail, that he notices and compares.

And his taste in wives, Sam decided

ACK ACK ACK MY HEART.

(although, yeah, okay, he thought about the sex too. He’s only human).

HEE.

Sam gave in to the impulse to wrap his arms around her back. She molded against his body in a way that was achingly familiar, and he let himself relax into the embrace.

Aajdfladjflajdfladjf, MY HEART, AGAIN. I love that he has to "give in" to it and that it's "achingly" familiar, and I read another FitB fic about this scene a few days ago and I feel kind of bad because I quite liked it and told that writer it was my new head!canon, but now THIS exists and I think IT'S MY NEW HEADCANON.

And dude, did you see on teensybang the other day someone was just bemoaning the lack of Sam/Gen fic? THIS SHOULD GO ON THE REC LIST.
OH MY GOD YOU WROTE SPN FIC ALDKFJALDKFJALDFJLKASJFLKJDFLADSJFLKAJDFLKAJDLFJALDFJALSKDFJ.

AND IT'S SO AWESOME.

but now THIS exists and I think IT'S MY NEW HEADCANON.


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But seriously, thanks! I'm glad it was enjoyed! And omg, I can't quite believe that the first thing I posted for spn was this meta!verse FPF/RPF cracktastic thing that was barely even crack, because this show is actually ridiculous and provides the crack. Speaking of crack, I still have that Spuffy/winchesters meet in jail fic half-finished, sitting on my computer....
dlksj;ldsjfio;jksdds;lkj SAM/RUBY IS SUCH A NICE SURPRISE ON MY FLIST. BABIES. OTP BABIES. Your Sam voice is perf, adorable but with that undercurrent of sadness, AND HIS FEELINGS FOR RUBY SHINE THROUGH SO SUBTLY AND PAINFULLY WAHHHHHHHHHHHH.

Go away.
dlksj;ldsjfio;jksdds;lkj SAM/RUBY IS SUCH A NICE SURPRISE ON MY FLIST. BABIES. OTP BABIES.

I SHIP THEM SO MUCH, I HAVE LOST CONTROL OF MY LIFE, WHAT EVEN IS GOING ON?

Your Sam voice is perf, adorable but with that undercurrent of sadness, AND HIS FEELINGS FOR RUBY SHINE THROUGH SO SUBTLY AND PAINFULLY WAHHHHHHHHHHHH.

Thank you! Sam's feelings for Ruby BREAK MY HEART because they are NEVER MENTIONED AFTER SHE DIES, GAAHHH. I mean, I get that her actions would have blindsided him, and Sam certainly had some other personal things going on at the moment (whoops, you helped release Satan on the world. That sort of information tends distract one from...pretty much everything else), but later anytime the "we've lost so many people" list gets rolled out, no one ever mentions Ruby, not even Sam. Which is upsetting, because, regardless of how they ended, Sam cared about her, and she cared about him. So he had to have been feeling her loss, because it's impossible to just shut out any and all feelings you had for someone, even if your break-up is of the "hey honey, I've been manipulating you into drinking demon blood and releasing Satan. But if you just listen to my side of the story, I think you'll understand" variety. *g*
Awwww. I love fic written in the context of that episode, and this is so sweet and wistful. AW, SAM. Borrowing Jared's wife to cuddle for just a little while, and Jared's bed to sleep in. I love the little details as Gen snuggles in next to him.

Also, YAY you writing SPN fic! And watching SPN! (Are we going to get a report soon? :DDDD )

Edited at 2013-02-19 02:59 am (UTC)
Thank you! The two of them in that episode were hilarious, and then ridiculously sweet.

Also, YAY you writing SPN fic!

Speaking of writing spn fic, I finished S4 and in the midst of all of my Ruby emotions, discovered that the teensybang for 2.0 and Gen was still open, and signed up. So that's a situation I got myself into... But I'm having fun, so it's all good. *g*

And watching SPN! (Are we going to get a report soon? :DDDD )

OMG THIS SHOOOWWW. I had to enforce a SPN hiatus on myself so I could get other things done, so I'm paused towards the end of S5. 5.15 or 16 is the last one I've seen. Except for The French Mistake, which my roommate was watching. SO MANY FEELINGS THOUGH. There will likely be a fullish report sometime in the future. My tumblr has been filling up with SPN-related things though. http://stars-in-the-margins.tumblr.com/tagged/spn
YAY, teensybang! I'm tickled you're participating. I have 3k of a Gen/Jared fic for that, but it's kind of stalled right now. *kicks it*

SO MANY FEELINGS THOUGH. There will likely be a fullish report sometime in the future.

:DDD I AM SO THRILLED TO HEAR. I greatly look forward to a report! Also, I am amused that I've seen nearly everything on your Tumblr, because Alexandra reblogs it all. :)


D'aww, this is very sweet. And also sad, what with actual!Ruby being not completely a terrible thing, if you're Sam. Evil notwithstanding.

Thank you!!
Oh Sam.
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