Lisa was pacing nervously downstairs, waiting. Dean had told her to stay there, so she did. But when she saw the woman leading Ben out of the apartment, she ran over to them. "Oh my god, Ben! What did he do to you?"

"Lay off, Mom. I'm alright."

"No, you're not. Damnit, Ben, you can't keep doing this to yourself." She helped Ruby get her son to the car and into the backseat, and she climbed in beside him, her hands checking over his injuries. "I'm going to make this right, Ben, I promise you." Ben just rolled his eyes and closed them, knowing when he wasn't going to win.


Shelia just looked at Dean. "You can't tell me who I can't speak to. Ben came to me, and he'll come back. He always does." She crossed her arms, smirking.