Sam pulled out a carton of milk and kicked the door shut behind him. "You don't think I know that? God, between training with you and hunting the hell out of this place, I've been doing every damn thing possible to track that bitch down just so we know where to strike when we figure out what we're gonna do. I don't want to wait for her to kill anyone else. I want her gone now. But if taking her out means putting someone I care about on the line - " He leaned back against the fridge and shook his head. It was the same argument, he was repeating himself over and over again and it didn't matter what he said because Ruby was never going to be able to just understand that Sam was hardly in the position to sit through losing another person that he cared about. She should have known better. After all, she was the one who had sat through that dark future of his, where all he did was drink and recklessly run around trying to get himself killed.
"Is there any...normal exorcism that we can use for this?" Sam set the carton down and looked at her. "I mean, if it doesn't go as planned. Do you have the written text for the exorcism that we'd need in order to pull this thing out of him if I can't?"