Roman felt better coming clean to Dean. Of course he had given Dean and Seth the child-friendly version of what had went down between him and Ivy but the important things were out there. She had been to his house, they had been together, she had taken off through his bathroom window. Dean had accepted his explanation. What else could he do? More important things mattered now. Finding out where Ivy was and getting her out of there.

She had gone home after their encounter at the gym. The outfit she had worn was thrown on the floor in her bedroom. She had just changed her clothes and left the house again with nothing else but the charger to her phone. That small thing gave Dean hope. At least she would be able to keep her phone running and he would continue to text and call her at all hours of the day until she would finally give up and answer. Only problem was that he knew she was just as stubborn as himself.

By the time they reached the weekend, Dean was a broken man. Still no word from his sister and he couldn't take it any longer. He knew for each day that passed, she would fall deeper down in that black hole she had already crawled out of once years ago. Back then they had crawled out of it together. This time it was only her down there but he was ready to reach his hands down the hole and pull her back up.

Seth and Roman had crashed at Dean's house that Friday night. They didn't want him to be alone through the weekend. All three guys took turns in trying to call her but still no luck getting through to her.

"So let's just drive around town all night till we find her," Roman said.
"And what? Knock on every door until we find out where he lives?" Dean asked.
"If we have to," Roman answered.

Dean just shook his head.

"Baron!"

Baron turned around at the high pitch voice calling his name through the bar and saw Ivy come running towards him. She jumped up in his arms, laughing as she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him tight.

"Wow Ivy, what's up with you tonight?" He asked.
"I'm in a good mood," she laughed as he put her down again.

He looked at her. She was one big smile but she looked dirty. He reached his hand towards her face and pulled a lock of hair behind her ear.

"Are you alright?" He asked.
"Better than ever," she said with a huge grin.

"Ivy!" Derek's voice called.

Both Ivy and Baron looked towards the group of people sitting down in the back of the bar. Derek's eyes were hard and ordering her to join them.

"I gotta go. It was nice seeing you again, Baron," she said.

He watched as she walked over and sat down. He stood at the bar, slowly sipping on his beer, just watching the group of people and how they acted. Most importantly, watching Ivy and how she acted. She wasn't herself. He finished his beer, put down the empty bottle and took out his phone.

"Dean? Something's wrong with your sister," he spoke as his call was answered.

It was three angry men that burst through the door to the bar. Roman had been driving like his life depended on it and they were there in no time. Baron stood ready and pointed towards the group of people in the back. All four men joined forces and walked over there together.

"Time to go home, Ivy," Dean said as he stopped in front of the table and looked at her.

She looked up at him, her smile slowly fading.

"I don't think so," she said.
"It wasn't a suggestion," Dean said, grabbed her arm and yanked her up from her seat.

Derek stood up too.

"Hey! She doesn't wanna go with you!" He yelled.
"Sit down before I make you," Dean growled.

Derek laughed and Dean was close to seeing red.

"Come on, Dean. We're all friends here. I'll hook you up again like in the old days," Derek said.

Dean yanked Ivy close to him at first before pushing her behind him with such force that she stumbled into Roman's arms. Not a place she wanted to be but he quickly held her arms tight before she could get away again. She struggled but it was useless.

"Just stand still, for fuck's sake," he growled into her ear as he tightened his grip even more.

Dean took a step closer to Derek and stopped right in front of his face.

"I'm only gonna say this once. You stay far away from my sister, from me, from this bar and from everyone else I know. If I ever catch you near her again, I'm gonna hurt you in ways you could never imagine," he said in a cold tone.

The two men stared each other down for a few seconds. No other words were exchanged between them. Dean twisted a little smile before slowly stepping backwards. He turned around and all five people started walking out of the bar together. As they walked out of the door, he looked at Roman.

"Stand ready and get her out of harm's way," he said.

Roman was just about to ask what he meant when the door swung open and all the men from Derek's group came crashing out.

"Hey! We're not done here!" Derek yelled.

Roman immetiately dragged her a couple of steps away. He only had one thing on his mind. Keep her safe. Derek pointed towards them.

"Come here, Ivy," he said as he smiled at her.

Dean looked over his shoulder at her and slowly shook his head before looking back at Derek.

"She's not your fucking dog, Derek. She's not anything to you," he growled.
"Oh yeah? Then why has she been spreading her legs for me all week?" Derek asked mockingly.

Ivy whimpered as she felt Roman's fingers drill into her upper arms. He was so angry by Derek's words that he didn't realize he was hurting her. It wasn't until he heard her whimpers and felt her legs starting to give way under her that he realized what he was doing. He quickly let go and wrapped his arms around her entire upper body instead, holding her close to his chest while still keeping his eyes firmly planted on Derek.

Again Dean took a look over his shoulder at Roman and Ivy. His face turned into a wide grin before he turned back. Without warning he jumped on Derek. Both men fell to the ground while Dean delivered punch after punch to Derek's face. Ivy started struggling again, screaming for them to stop, but Roman just held her even tighter, refusing to let her go and get mixed up in the fight. Seth and Baron ran to Dean's aid to make sure none of Derek's friends would interfere while Dean punished Derek.

"Dean. Dean! That's enough," Seth reasoned after a little while.

Dean finally stopped and looked down at the bloody face. He grabbed Derek's shirt and yanked him up a bit.

"You will never... NEVER... go near my sister again. Understood?" He growled.
"Yes," Derek whimpered.

Dean delivered a headbutt to Derek and then finally let go and stood up. He turned around and watched his crying sister in Roman's arms. She looked like she was about to lose it but he couldn't comfort her. Not here, not now. He just needed to get her home.

"Let's go," he growled as he walked towards the car.

Seth followed while Roman had to drag Ivy with him.

"Thanks for calling, Baron," Dean said to the fourth man.
"Anytime. Just get her home safe," Baron said.
"Will do," Dean said.

Roman handed over his car keys to Seth before forcing Ivy into the backseat with him. He held her tight, refusing to let her go, all the way home to her and Dean's house.

She was cursing and swearing all the way from the car and inside the house. Roman still held on to her arm, looking at Dean in search of an answer what to do. Dean made his way over to her, grabbed her head with both hands, pushed her up against the nearest wall and put his head close to hers.

"NO! NO! NO!" He screamed.

The anger in his voice made her shut up but her eyes still challenged him. He leaned his forehead against hers.

"You should know better, Ivy. You're better than this," he said more calm.
"Get the fuck off me," she sneered.
"Fine, have it your way," he growled back.

He grabbed her arm and started dragging her towards the bathroom. Seth and Roman followed behind, not sure what Dean was about to do. Ivy started cursing and yelling again but Dean just kept dragging her through her protests. He got her inside the bathroom where he finally let go off her and turned on the water. She ran towards the door but Roman and Seth were there in an instant, cutting her off.

"Just get in the fucking shower and clean yourself up," Dean growled.
"No!" She yelled.

He was getting angry. She was acting like a child.

"Get in there or I'll fucking force you!" He yelled.
"No!" She yelled again.

Dean was seeing red. He thought for a second to tear her clothes off and push her under the water but he knew that was a line he couldn't cross with his sister. He bit his lip and looked at the two men in the door.

"Get in here, Roman," he said.

Roman walked over to them.

"Get her in the shower and get her clean. I don't care how you do it or how much she screams and fights. Just get it done. Fucking manhandle her if you need to," he said.
"You can't do this," Ivy said, fear sounding in her voice.
"Then I suggest you do it yourself because I'm out and what goes on in here from now on will never leave this room," Dean said.

He walked over to the door where Seth was still standing before turning his head to look at her.

"I'm not giving up on you, sis," he said.

Then he walked out and closed the door behind him.

"You sure about this?" Seth asked.
"No, but I gotta do something. Roman's been with her and seen her naked so it just seemed like the only choice I could make right now. Besides, he might not be ready to admit it yet but I got a feeling that this whole thing between them runs deeper than sex. I can only hope that I'm right and that she feels it too," Dean answered.

Dean sighed and Seth gently placed a hand on his shoulder.

"I gotta call Renee and tell her we found her," Dean said.

"Are you getting in there on your own free will?" Roman asked.
"No," she said and crossed her arms.

She screamed as he suddenly grabbed her. She was fighting him the best she could but he managed to get her clothes off her. He tried pushing her inside the shower stall but she wouldn't go in there. He let out a loud growl as he pushed her backwards and went with her, getting his clothes completely soaked.

"Fight me all you want but I'm getting you clean," he growled.

She fought a little more but slowly her strength was fading and she gave up. Her fight turned into a silent cry instead as she just stood there and allowed him to do whatever he wanted.

With her fighting gone, he was quickly done. He turned off the water, grabbed a towel and started drying her. She was still just standing there, looking more lost than ever. He wrapped the towel around her body and sat her down on the toilet. He stripped out of his wet clothes and dried himself with another towel.

"Dean!" Roman called from the open door.
"Yeah?" Dean called back while making his way towards them.

He looked at Roman standing there with a towel around his waist.

"Things didn't quite go according to plan. You got a pair of boxers I can borrow? And she needs some clothes too," Roman said.

Dean nodded and took off towards the bedrooms. Shortly after he came back with a pair of boxers for Roman and a pair of pyjamas pants and a tank top for Ivy. Roman didn't care to ask Dean for underwear for her too. That didn't really matter right now.

"Thanks," Roman said and closed the door again.

He quickly put the boxers on and went over to get Ivy in the pyjamas pants and tank top. She let him do it without a fight. He looked at her and ran a hand down her cheek. She looked like she had given up on life completely right in that moment and he felt his heart break for her. He looked at her arms and saw the purple marks that his fingers had caused earlier that night. He hated himself for hurting her like that. He hadn't meant to. He gently grabbed one of her arms underneath the marks and led her out of the bathroom and towards her bedroom.

Dean stood there looking at them with his eyes full of questions. Roman just slowly shook his head. Dean nodded back and allowed Roman to follow Ivy into her bedroom. He closed the door behind them before helping her down on the bed. He crawled down behind her and wrapped his arm around her waist. He had to make sure she wouldn't run off during the night. At least that's what he told himself and what he would be telling Dean and Seth in the morning if they asked why he had stayed in there with her. He wasn't ready to admit he just wanted to be close to her.

"I know the world hasn't been kind to you and that you're ready to tell it to go fuck itself but you gotta try and let some parts of the world into your life. Not everything is bad and not everyone will hurt you," he said.

He placed a soft kiss on her neck. It had been one hell of a week and if she could just push through and get out on the other side, he would tell her what was weighing heavy on his mind. That he would never hurt her if she would just let him in. He could only hope she would believe him after all the shit that had gone down between them. He hadn't exactly been acting like a perfect gentleman around her.

"Dean's been really worried this week. Don't hurt him like that again," he said, knowing that was probably the last words she needed to hear right now.

Why did he always mess up his ability to talk and act normal around her?