"I'm literally two minutes away Sam. I'm fine. If I vanish clearly its the aliens and you should accept them as your new overlords. Totally what I'm doing. ...Not the Solo's though. ...They'd make bad overlords. Look just continue to torment Jess with the music I can hear you inflicting on my car, it stops soon as I get back. Love you." Ruby hung up before Sam could complain at her about the music, or worry at her further. Ten minutes she'd been gone. No more than that. She was safe. It was just a trip to get fries. She'd parked up just a street away from the place and slipped in to get dinner for her and Sam and the visiting Jessica Moore who were waiting in the car. And there was progress for you, Ruby of a year ago could never have left them alone. Could never have accepted them as friends, seen Jess as anything more than a threat. But the woman was amazing, she was a good friend to Sam and becoming one to her. And Ruby was entirely proud of herself for having gotten past her worries. Jess had helped her convince Sam to let her go to the restaurant on her own. He'd wrapped her in cotton wool long enough, they said. Here in the outskirts of the city it was less of a risk. No one would see her, and besides even if they did she wasn't weak. She wasn't just some mewling human. She knew the exorcism better than most hunters. She had her knife, her training with Jo was improving what she could do slightly. She still wasn't what she had been but she was better than she'd found herself after Gabriel thrust her into humanity. She didn't hate it. It was different, her and Sam found themselves with new rules, new emotions to content with, but her husband was there for her and her friends hadn't abandoned her much as she might have irrationally expected it. Ruby was lucky in so many respects.
Just not tonight.
She looked furtively around sneaking a fry from the bag. Sam always sulked when she did that, which was a little redundant since he was forgoing fries for salad anyway. Weirdo. But she loved him all the same, least Jess was having normal food. She was contemplating sneaking a second and wondering if the amazingly observant one would notice when she heard someone call the name that still made her heart skip a beat, at least she'd stopped automatically assuming they were calling Mary and not her. She turned to greet the speaker and of course her heart reacted very differently, speeding up, causing her breathing to change. ...Breathing, she still wasn't a fan.
"You're in luck Brady. I have a conversation all ready to go for you..." she said, moving her hand slowly hoping to reach her phone and speed dial her husband as she spoke. "Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas..."
It still felt wrong using the words, but they'd work. They had to work. She spoke them, trying to edge around the demon to break into a run. If they fought, Brady would win, and they both knew it.