He caught her in his arms, and pulled her to him. He held her against his chest, hands moving to smooth her hair, much the way Ruby had done while he drank from her arm. He willed those thoughts and images away.
He kissed the top of her head. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." He had no idea what he was going to do now. he'd talk to Dean, the one who called the priest his brother, he was probably the safest bet. Sam would talk to him, certain he would help. And after he detoxed, he had no idea...but he'd deal with that when the time came.