S6 E16

"I'm guessing this is the moment where you start seriously regretting coming on the road with us again?" Sam asked, holding the electrified wire in Sophie's direction.

"It's easier to be here than to hear about it on the phone," Sophie said. She shrugged and rolled up her sleeve.

"Wait, wait, wait," Dean grabbed Sam's arm, "Could this trigger a seizure?"

"Genuinely no idea," Sophie replied, "I don't make a habit of being electrocuted."

"We've gotta check," Sam looked apologetic.

"Sit," Dean instructed, "On the floor. The last thing we need is you cracking your head open on something."

"Got it," Sophie complied. She knelt down, grimacing as it brought her to eye level with Samuel's corpse.

"You good?" Dean asked.

Sophie looked up at him and nodded. Dean's hands hovered close to her. Careful not to touch. Not until Sam was done with the electrode.

"Go ahead," she said to Sam.

She didn't scream. Dean had to give her credit for that. She did, however, get that worrying blank look in her eye then slump toward the floor. He caught her before her head hit the cement, pulling her into his arms and getting back to his feet.

"I've got a pacemaker," Rufus protested as Sam took a step in his direction.

"And she's got epilepsy," Dean snapped, pulling Sophie up closer to him and willing her to wake up, "So shut it."