"Fuck!" Seth pushed Dean. "Wake up!"
"Go away," Dean grumbled.
"Wake the fuck up!" Seth shook Dean.

Dean opened his eyes and looked at Seth.

"Wasn't there a girl between us when we went to sleep?" He asked.
"That's exactly my point. She's gone, Dean. She's fucking gone," Seth said.
"Hey, big dog!" Dean kicked Roman that laid across the foot of the bed.
"What?" Roman opened his eyes.
"That girl is gone," Dean said.
"Janine?" Roman looked around.
"Yeah, Janine, or whatever the fuck her name was," Seth said.
"I'm pretty sure her name was Janine," Roman said.

He sat up and looked around. Her clothes was gone. She had probably run out hours ago.

"How the fuck did she even get out of bed without any of us waking up? We had her boxed in," he said.
"I'm sorry, do you remember how much pussy she gave us last night? I'm still worn out," Dean said.
"We all fucked her twice," Seth said.
"Some of us three times," Dean smirked.
"We totally double teamed her," Roman smirked too.

He reached out his fist and Dean bumped it.

"I was in on that last round too. I had my dick down her throat while you two tore her up," Seth reminded them.
"Not our fault you chose her mouth rather than her pussy or ass," Dean laughed. "I tell you, man, you two missed out on that ass. Damn!"
"I happen to love blowjobs so I'm not complaining," Seth said.
"So how come she's not still passed out after getting all that dick?" Roman asked.
"I don't know, man," Dean said.

Seth moved out of bed and started dressing.

"At least we're in a hotel room. It would have been a bigger problem if we had taken her home and she had gotten out," he said.
"She's the one who insisted on a hotel," Roman reminded them. "She even put her name in the book and said she'd pay."
"And now she's gone, Roman!" Seth raised her voice.
"What the fuck are we gonna do?" Dean asked. "We should have killed her like the others."
"We can't kill people in a fucking hotel room," Roman said.

He joined Seth on the floor and started dressing too.

"Roman?" Seth looked nervous. "What are we gonna do when we go down there and it turns out she might not have paid? We can't put out names anywhere and we sure as hell can't start murdering out way out of a packed hotel."
"I don't know," Roman ran a hand through his hair.

Dean got out of bed too and started dressing. All three phones went off at the same time. They got them out of their pants and stared at the same message. There was a collage of six women from missing posters and three words under the picture.

"Naughty, naughty boys."

"Fuck!" Dean shouted.
"It's that girl from last night," Roman said.
"How can you be sure?" Seth asked.
"Look up in the message. Someone sent a text from my phone with my name to the number and since she was the only one in here with us, it can only be her," Roman answered.
"Yeah, my name and number has been sent too," Dean said.
"Same," Seth sighed.

Roman tried calling the number and was met by an auto response.

"The number you have dialed is currently unavailable."

"What are we gonna do?" Dean asked.
"She chose to reach out to us and not go to the cops. She doesn't have shit. She probably just suspect us being behind them going missing but she doesn't have any bodies to back up her claim. I say we let her come to us and see how she wants to play this. We can handle one little girl," Roman answered.

After getting fully dressed, they took the elevator down to the lobby. Roman put on his biggest smile and walked up to the counter with the room key.

"Good morning," the woman behind the desk said. "Did you gentlemen enjoy your stay?"
"Very much," he said.
"Let me see," she clicked on the screen in front of her. "Yes, the room has already been paid for by the woman you were with. You gentlemen have a nice day."

Roman hurried away along with Seth and Dean before anyone else would notice them.

"So she did pay," he said once they were out on the street.
"What the hell is her game plan?" Seth asked.
"I don't know, Seth. I know as little about her as you do," Roman said.
"Fuck! We really should look into people before picking up strangers in a bar," Dean said.
"We never had a problem before," Seth said.
"That's because we terminate the problem before it gets to become one," Dean hissed.
"Shut up!" Roman said. "Look."

He pointed down the street and they all recognized the black hair with the blue stripes that they had shared a bed with the night before.

"What are we gonna do?" Dean asked.
"Follow her," Roman answered. "But don't make a scene. Too many people around."

They followed her for a while until she stopped at a bus stop. The bus arrived just a few minutes later and she got on it. They ran to it and got on too. She was sitting further down with empty seats around her. They calmly walked down to her and boxed her in once again. Roman in the seat behind her, Seth in the seat in front of her and Dean on the seat next to her.

"You got a lot of nerve," Seth said.
"So I've been told," she said.
"Who the fuck do you think you're playing with, little girl?" Dean asked.
"Three naughty, naughty boys," she stretched out both naughty's.
"Are you gonna get off the bus quietly?" Roman asked.
"No, I'm not getting off at all," she answered. "But you three are."
"Guess again!" Dean grabbed her arm.

The bus stopped and she grinned at Dean despite the pain he put on her arm.

"Oh look, boys, we have company," she said.

They watched as two cop cars pulled up in front of the bus and four cops got out.

"You better run along before they get on. They might be searching for you," she said.
"This isn't over!" Seth warned.
"Of course it's not. I got your numbers. I'll be in touch," she said.

They got up from their seats and made it out of the back door before the cops walked in through the front door. They turned a corner fast and jumped in surprise as their phones went off at the same time again. They opened the texts and found a picture of a mansion.

"You have been invited to a night of mysteries. Masquerade yourself and let the night guide you on a mysterious adventure."

Underneath was an address for the mansion and a date and time.

"Tonight," Seth said.
"What are we gonna do?" Dean asked.
"We're going to a party," Roman answered.