“I don’t see it. He shed blood in hell. So job done as far as I’m concerned.”. But all the same Ruby wasn’t naive. Dean wasn’t dead. So obviously there was further use for him, whatever it was she hoped in some ways it played into her plans for Sam. And yet she didn’t want him to loose his brother again useful as it would be for her cause. Sam was a different person without Dean around. She’d realised that very early on. When Uriel swung the sword up Ruby stepped back instinctively, all thoughts gone from her mind momentarily.
Even more so when he stared at her, she could sense it. She could just sense that she was never supposed to be this close to an angel, he could kill her, so easily.
“No...we can’t.” She answered nervously. “I won’t say anything. We both have parts in this and so long as Sam does what he’s fated to do, As long as it doesn’t hurt him. I have no problem with whatever needs to happen”