Ruby was back. She had escaped from hell under false pretenses and had just saved their assess. None of which was impressive to Sam. She didn't help him before, why should it be different now?

"I think I deserve a thank you."

"No one asked for your help." He answered.

"Hey, I got out of hell for you! So I could help you!"

"Can you help me get Dean back?"

She paused. "No. Nothing I know is powerful enough to do that, I'm sorry."

Sam jerked the car to the side of the road. "Then I have no use for you."

"Excuse me?"

"Unless you can help me get Dean out, I don't need you. We don't need you. Who's body are you in right now?"

She looked confused and a little more than surprised. "Why does it matter? You've never asked me that before."

"Ruby."

"Some secretary."

"Let her go, or I'll send you back to hell right now."

She looked at him for a moment, then glanced back to Kayla. "Whatever, I don't need this." Ruby climbed out of the car and slammed the door. "Some gratitude."