Meg might have been gone, but Sam wasn't rid of all that pent up emotion that her actions had brought on. He glared at the black cloud of smoke that burned itself into the ground, very much wanting his face to be the last thing that Meg ever saw as she and the world bid each other farewell. Back to the pit. Sam was really hoping some violent, rageful creature down there stuck it to the bitch good. As Ruby abandoned the body that had been condemned to riding out the torture with her, Sam walked around the side of the car and caught it as it fell. He carefully pulled the woman's body to the ground, placing it alongside the vehicle as respectfully as possible as Ruby took up her place in the body that lay within the trunk. Tugging her knife from his jacket, Sam walked back over to the trunk and ran the blade across the symbol that he had drawn there for Meg's containment. The body was Ruby's once more. He didn't need the trap anymore.
He had been fairly quiet throughout the entire process of rescuing Ruby and bringing her out to the car. Even now, Sam barely muttered a few words at a time. There was so much that he wanted to say, but he didn't have the ability to express himself through words. All of this, everything that they had been through, was entirely his fault. He couldn't magically make it go away and sorry would never be enough. Sam clamped his mouth shut tightly and reached in to help Ruby climb out of the trunk. Maybe switching bodies up would help with the physical pain, but even without it there was still so much more that she had to deal with. "Listen, Ruby, I..." Sam shoved his hands into his pockets and looked down at his feet. Was she angry that he hadn't noticed that it hadn't been her this entire time? Was she angry that he had screwed up so badly? Ruby had seemed nothing short of relieved to see him when he came walking through that door, but Sam would have been a fool to assume that she wasn't upset with all the mistakes that he had made. Sam cleared his throat and gestured toward the car. "We should probably get out of here. For all we know, that last demon could be rounding up more of his buddies. We'll take the body with us. Salt and burn it somewhere. Get news out to her family as soon as we can." Business. It was easier to tend to first. "Then..." Then what? Was he going to take her back to Lawrence? Drag her down with him? He couldn't run. Sam refused to. But beyond that, he didn't know what else he was supposed to do. Everything was a mess. "We'll figure the rest out later."