Silvia was only wearing a bathrobe. She wasn't planning on going out after what happened yesterday. She looked at the phone in her hotel room as it started ringing. She had a feeling who it was. She sighed and walked over to answer it.
"Hello?" She said.
"Baby girl, you alright?" Roman's voice sounded.
"I'm fine," she answered.
"You wanna come down here to put our minds at ease?" He asked.
"Not really," she answered.
"So give us your room number so we can come up there to check on you," he said.
"I don't think that's a good idea," she said.
"The way I see it, you got three options. You either come down here, allow us to come up there or we're gonna start knocking on every single door in this god damn hotel until we find you," he said.
She bit her lip, thinking about it. She knew he wasn't joking. They literally would start knocking on doors if she didn't pick one of the first two options.
"Baby girl?" He snapped her out of her thoughts.
"Third floor," she said and hung up.
She was waiting by the open door to her room when they stepped out of the elevator. Seth was the first one to reach her. He wrapped his arms around her, lifted her up in a bear hug while carrying her inside the room. Dean and Roman followed and closed the door behind them.
"Are you guys completely mental? He's gonna kill you if he catches you anywhere near me," she said once Seth sat her down.
Roman took her hand and guided her towards the couch. He sat down next to her.
"When will he be back?" He asked.
"In an hour," she answered.
"We'll take off in 15 minutes or so. Don't worry, baby girl. We won't get in trouble and most important, we won't get you in trouble. We just needed to see for ourselves that you were okay," Roman said.
"I said I'm fine," she said.
"You don't look fine," Dean said.
She looked up at him. He was standing by the window, leaning his arm up against the windowsill. He was looking back at her. It felt like he could stare right into her soul. They all had always been able to look through her, making her feel so weak from time to time, making her not able to resist them or lie to them. She sighed and shook her head.
"Please don't go there. I don't wanna talk about it," she said and looked down.
Roman put his arm around her shoulders and kissed the top of her head.
"You're not fine. Far from," he said and sighed.
She didn't answer. She couldn't lie to them and she didn't wanna speak the truth. It hurt too much to talk about. Seth filled a glass of water and walked over to her.
"Here," he said and handed it to her.
"Thanks," she said and took a sip.
They watched her as she slowly emptied the glass.
"I need you to leave before he gets back," she said.
"We will," Roman said.
She felt their eyes on her. She looked around.
"What's wrong?" She asked.
She felt as she was suddenly getting tired.
"Don't fight it, baby girl," Roman whispered in a calm voice.
"Fight what?" She said, hearing how her voice sounded slurred.
"Ssh, just sleep," he whispered.
She closed her eyes and leaned up against him. She could hear them talking but it sounded so far away.
"Her clothes is over here," Dean said.
"Get her out of that robe and get her dressed," Seth said.
"Pack the rest of her clothes and leave her cellphone here. We don't need him tracking her again," Roman said.
She felt someone untying the knot in front of the robe and then she was gone.
