Roman emptied his beer while Seth and Dean were looking around the bar. They really should be heading back and get some sleep before the show next day. It had been an agreement of only going out for one beer, or one sparkling water in Seth's case since he rarely drank.

The place was small but still a bit crowded. Maybe around 25 or 30 people. Ten of them women. Most of them there with their partners or friends except for one woman that seemed to be there on her own. Her long, cappuccino brown hair was pulled back in a ponytail and her bottle green eyes tried avoiding people. She sat with a normal glass of water and looked out of place.

"Do you think she's waiting for someone?" Roman asked.
"Like a date that never showed up?" Seth asked.
"Not a date. Look at her. What woman dresses like that for a date?" Dean asked.

She was in a pair of black jeans, a washed out red tee and a grey cardigan. On her feet she wore a pair of dirty, black and white sneakers and no socks. She held on to a black handbag as if it was her only possession.

"The kind you usually date," Roman smirked.
"True," Dean chuckled. "I don't care about fancy clothes, heels and makeup. As long as they get naked, I'm good."

Another woman stepped up to the counter and ordered a fresh round of drinks. She turned her head to look at the green eyed woman.

"Fuck, you're ugly," she turned her head to her group. "Look at this one, guys. Would any of you fuck her?"
"No!" They all yelled back.

With a cruel smile on her face, she looked back at the green eyed woman again.

"Why don't you do us all a favor and run along?" She asked.
"I got every right to be here," the green eyed woman said.
"Let me escort you out," the other woman said.

She was clearly trying to earn some points in the eyes of her male group. She grabbed the green eyed woman by the arm to pull her towards the door.

"Don't touch me!" The green eyed woman yelled.

She pulled her arm free but the other woman didn't back down. She grabbed her again, harder this time, obsessed with coming out as the victorious woman. It all went too fast for her to even notice until her face was pulled down and a knee was planted in it. A loud crack sounded. Her nose was clearly broken. The green eyed woman eyed her target and then the group of men that suddenly seemed to want to take revenge for their fallen woman.

"Get her!" Someone shouted.
"Fuck!" Dean growled. "Guys!"

Seth and Roman stood up along with Dean. All three of them stepped between the woman and the angry group of men. The other might be more but they weren't even half the size of the three men. A few hard stares and rolling their muscles had the group standing still.

"Let's go," Seth looked at her.

She nodded and followed them outside. They kept walking, afraid that the men might end up following.

"You broke her nose," Dean started laughing. "You fucking broke her nose. I like you."
"What's your name?" Roman asked.
"Keira," she answered.
"I'm Roman," he said. "That's Seth and the laughing hyena is Dean."

They reached the hotel and she walked into the lobby with them. She sat down on an arm chair and looked up at them.

"Thank you for saving my ass. I'll be fine from here," she said.
"Are you sure?" Seth asked.
"Positive. I'll call my sister and have her pick me up," she patted her handbag.
"Alright," Roman said. "Stay safe, Keira. Wait in the lobby until she arrives."
"I will. I promise," she said. "Thank you again."

They went to the elevator and rode up to the fifth floor. Seth unlocked the door to their room and they all went inside.

"Sweet girl," Dean said. "From what little we got to see of her."
"She seemed rather lost," Roman said.
"Probably just scared," Seth said.
"I don't know," Roman sighed. "Did you get the feeling that something wasn't adding up?"
"You gotta see the whole picture here, Roman. She was alone, she got in a fight, a bunch of men were about to rip her apart and then another group of men asked her to follow them," Seth said.
"Right, right. I'm being paranoid," Roman said.

He sat down on his bed while Dean turned on the tv. For half an hour no one spoke. They just watched the tv until Roman got up and moved towards the door.

"Where are you going?" Seth asked.
"To see if she's gone. I wanna make sure she got picked up or I won't be able to sleep," Roman answered.
"Let's just all go. Maybe the restaurant is still open. I could use a cup of coffee," Dean said.
"Coffee at this hour?" Seth asked.
"I never thought I'd see the day where you turn down coffee," Dean smirked.
"Are you guys coming or not?" Roman asked.
"We're coming," Seth chuckled.

They were downstairs in the lobby a few minutes later, all of them sighing in unison at the sleeping woman in the arm chair. Roman gently shook her.

"Hey, Keira, wake up," he tried. "Damn, she's out like a light. She must be exhausted."
"Do you think her sister is on her way?" Seth asked.
"I doubt it," Dean said.

He took her handbag and opened it.

"No phone," he said. "How much do you wanna bet there is no sister? Or anyone else for that matter?"
"Homeless?" Roman asked.
"Probably," Dean answered.
"But she's clean," Seth said.
"Maybe it happened today or yesterday," Dean shrugged. "What do you wanna do?"
"We're not leaving her here," Roman said.

He gently picked her up bridal style and she continued sleeping.

"She sleeps through anything," Dean chuckled.
"That's why I'm putting her in your bed," Roman winked.
"Don't I get a say in that?" Dean asked.
"Nope," Roman laughed softly. "I snore and Seth kicks in his sleep. You just spread out like a starfish. The worst thing you can do is accidently put your arms and legs around her. Poor thing looks like she needs a good night's sleep so she's gonna be in your bed."