She was about to shout back to him when he got attacked once more and she heard the familiar thud of a human body crashing onto a hard ground. As she swam toward the edge, slowly regaining her sense of direction, she dropped some of the remains. "Shit!" she cursed at herself, taking in a deep intake of breath and diving under water to grab the bone she dropped and decided to try and speed swim underwater until she reached a moment when the water was too shallow to do so. 

Getting back onto the surface she saw the spirit going in for what seemed like the kill on Dean whilst he fought his best to keep her off. placing the remains on the ledge, she pushed herself up and out of the water, grabbing the remains and dashing to her bag. "Hold on Dean!" she called out to him, grabbing for her salt box and her box of matches. Opening the box, she doused the remains in the salt then grabbed a match out of the little box and struck it alight. "Oi bitch! get off my man!" she sneered to distract the ghost, then dropped the match onto the remains, seeing the spirit scream and burst into flames before disappearing. 

Seeing that it was hopefully now over she let herself slide down the wall onto the ground panting, shaking herself free of the water before rolling up her pant leg and seeing why her leg hurt so damn much. "Well...bollocks" she complained. "Dean, I think we're gonna need a hotel tonight" she told him.