Whatever it was that made Seth look up, he wasn't sure. Maybe the feeling of someone watching him. Maybe the feeling of something, someone, familiar. Whatever it was, it took his attention away from the boots at the bottom of the window of the shop and he looked up and caught her reflection in the mirror. No, it couldn't be. It was impossible. He spun around faster than ever and there she was, he would swear it was her, standing on the other side of the street, just looking at him.

"Virginia?" He whispered to himself.

As if she saw him mouth her name or just the fact that he was staring straight into her eyes, she turned and power walked away. He followed on his side of the street, cussing at the cars driving by, until there finally was a hole and he ran to the other side just to see her turn a corner.

"Virginia!" He shouted out loud.

People around him stared but he couldn't bother with them. He was sure it was her and he wasn't gonna lose her. Not again. He sprinted down the street and turned the same corner. He looked through the sea of people but he couldn't see her anywhere. She was gone. He had lost her. Again.

He leaned his back against the nearest wall and placed his hands on his knees. It suddenly felt so hard to breathe and he let the tears run freely, not caring about the many people passing him and shooting him looks. The only thought in his mind was her. He was sure it was her. He finally got himself under control and pushed away from the wall, slowly making his way forward while thinking about the day they met.

He opened the door to his hotel room, ready to leave, but he never got out of it. The moment he opened it, a blonde woman pushed her way inside and shut it. He looked at her confused, ready to yell at her to get the fuck out, but the scared look on her face made him stop. She put a finger to her lips, her eyes begging him to be silent, so he didn't say a word.

"Virginia!" Someone bellowed from the other side while passing his door.

She cringed by the sound of the man's voice and he didn't have to ask her to know that she was the Virginia the man was looking for. Her eyes begged him even harder and he just gave her a silent nod to let her know it was okay. He wasn't gonna give her away. She mouthed the words "thank you" while they both heard the footsteps of the man disappearing down the hall. Once they couldn't hear him anymore, she fell back against the wall, silent tears running down her face.

"Are you alright?" He placed a hand on her arm, making her jump in fear. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you."
"It's fine. Thank you for saving me. I swear I'm not some crazy woman," she said.
"By the sounds of it, he's the crazy one," he said and nodded towards the door.
"You can say that again," she sighed.
"Boyfriend?" He asked.
"Yeah... the worst kind," she answered.
"Then why are you with him?" He asked.
"He won't let me leave," she answered.

She had no idea why she admitted these things to him. Maybe because he was a stranger that she probably wouldn't be seeing again. Maybe because she felt strangly safe in his presence.

"I'm Seth, by the way," he said.
"Virginia," she said.
"Yeah, I kind of got that from the foaming dog outside," he said.

That's when she laughed and that's when he fell in love with her. Not deeply but there was something there, something he wanted to know better, something he wasn't about to let go right away.

"I was just about to go out for dinner but what do you say we stay here and order room service?" He asked.
"That sounds very nice but you don't have to. I've already overstepped by boundaries by forcing my way in here," she said.
"I know I don't have to but I want to. So what do you say? I'll even throw in dessert," he said and smiled.
"Who can say no to that?" She giggled.

"Roman," Seth felt the tears once again as he entered Roman's house.
"Hey, what's wrong?" Roman asked as he helped Seth to the couch.
"I saw her. I saw Virginia," Seth said.
"That's not possible. You saw someone who looks like her," Roman said.
"Her hair has gotten longer and she's dyed it medium brown but it was her. I saw her, Roman!" Seth raised his voice.
"She's dead, Seth!" Roman raised his voice too.

Seth leaned forward and buried his head in his hands as he couldn't stop the tears. Roman placed an arm around his shoulder, trying to comfort his friend. He had lost the love of his life a year ago and he had never gotten over it.

"They never found her body," Seth said as he looked up again.
"There was 3 liters of blood in her car. You heard what the forensics said. No person can lose that much and still be alive," Roman said.
"But where is her body?" Seth yelled.
"I don't know, Seth. I wish to god I knew so you could finally get some peace," Roman said.
"I miss her so much," Seth sobbed.

Roman pulled Seth close to comfort him. He couldn't imagine the pain he was in and if he thought he was seeing her all of the sudden, they needed to get him some help.

"Maybe you should see a professional. I don't mind you talking to me about it but there's only so much I can do to help you move on," Roman suggested.
"There's just so much that doesn't add up. The last month she was feeling lightheaded a lot and she seemed different. More scared, more alert," Seth said.
"You were on the run constantly from that fucker. Of course she was scared," Roman said.
"I know he did it. If she's dead, he killed her," Seth said.
"We all know that," Roman said.
"And yet he walked," Seth said.

Seth had given the name of her ex, the man who's voice he heard before he saw a face that day in the hallway, to the police. Bo Dallas. Her crazy stalker ex that refused to let her go. There was only so little Seth could do to protect her and he had beaten up Bo on many occasions but somehow the man always seemed to get to her and therefore they were constantly on the run. Every time things seemed to lighten up, Bo would walk right back in to disturb their peace, and they would run again.

The police knew all about Bo. So many times she had pressed charges but they had to let him walk. There was no evidence, there wasn't even a body. There was just her car and her blood. Nothing from whoever had attacked her and taken her with them. No hair, no blood, no fingernails, no dirt, nothing. Her car looked like a slaughterhouse but it was all her blood.

"Why don't you spend the night here? Dean's coming over any second now. Don't go home when you're upset like this," Roman suggested.
"I'd like that. Thanks," Seth said.

As on cue the front door opened and the smell of pizza hit them immetiately.

"Dinner has arrived!" Dean called before stepping foot in the livingroom. "Oh, hi Seth. You look like shit. What's wrong?"
"I saw her," Seth said lowly.
"Who?" Dean asked, completely ignoring the look Roman sent him.
"Virginia. I saw her today, Dean. I swear it was her," Seth said.
"Oh boy," Dean muttered, finally looking at Roman.
"I'm just gonna make up the bed in the guest room. Care to help me, Dean?" Roman said and got up.

Dean put down the pizza and followed Roman into the guest room.

"Is he losing it?" Dean asked concerned.
"I don't know. I believe he saw someone who looked like her and it just broke him down," Roman said.
"They never found her body though," Dean said.
"Not you too," Roman sighed. "Don't go agreeing with him on that. The last thing he needs is someone blowing on the fire and giving him hope where there's no hope to be found."
"Just saying," Dean said.
"It's not like I don't have these thoughts too. The whole damn time actually. I would love for her to just valse right through that door and throw herself in his arms but it's been a year, Dean. She's gone," Roman said.