That same afternoon Roman, Seth and Dean came in to pick up Sasha. Dean grabbed Sasha's arm and yanked her up from the mattress like he had done the day before.

"You got a customer," Dean said. "His name is Randy and I dare you to try and pull a stunt on him like you did with Drew yesterday. Drew is soft. Randy's anything but. He does love a good fight though."
"You're scaring her," Roman chuckled.
"Good," Dean smirked. "She should be scared."

Sasha quickly cast a glance in Neva's direction to let Neva know she was going to honor her word from earlier about doing what had to be done. Sasha was pulled out of the room, and the door closed behind them. Neva looked at the door but the sound of the lock never came. She stared at the door for two long minutes, and then Roman suddenly opened it again.

"Whatever you said to her worked," Roman smiled. "Good job, baby girl. She's in there doing her job. I'm heading to the library now."

He walked over to her, squatted down and grabbed the book so he could take it with him. He grabbed her chin and leaned in for a kiss.

"You always taste so good," he hummed. "Movie night tonight. I think I'm gonna give you a special treat tonight. Something you haven't had before."
"Do I dare to ask?" She asked.
"You always serve us. Time for us to give a little bit back," he smirked. "I'm gonna eat your pussy until you scream."

She lost her words but managed to smile.

"Look at you all warm in your cheeks and excited," he chuckled. "Keep that thought, baby girl. I don't mind you walking around dripping all day, just waiting to figure out what exactly my tongue can do."

He winked at her, got back up and walked out of the room. She made a low puking sound to herself once that door was closed.

"You're fucking disgusting," she said.

She looked at the door and waited. He didn't come back, and the lock wasn't turned. She got up, tiptoed over to the door and put her ear on it. She could hear Roman speak to Seth and Dean but she couldn't hear exactly what he was saying. She had a feeling he was telling them he was going out though. A few moments later she heard a door slam somewhere in the house and a car engine start outside.

"Fuck!" She muttered.

It had to be now. She might never get a chance like this again. She ran to the wall, removed the brick and grabbed the knife. She ran back to the door and opened it slowly. She could hear a tv running. She quietly moved out of the room and down the hall until she reached the room where the sound was coming from. She took a deep breath and looked inside. Seth was sitting on the couch watching tv. There was no sight of Dean. She was about to abandon the idea when Seth suddenly turned his head and stared directly at her.

"What are you doing here?" He asked.

She had no time to think. She sprinted towards him, jumped on him and started stabbing as fast as she could. He tried fighting back but she had a newfound strength inside her that she didn't know she possessed. She kept stabbing without knowing what exactly she hit. Arms suddenly grabbed her from behind and yanked her away from Seth.

"I fucking knew you were an untrustworthy cunt!" Dean snarled. "I warned Roman about you."

She squirmed around in his arms. He held on to her while looking at Seth. The knife was in Seth's stomach, and Seth wasn't moving anymore.

"Seth?" Dean asked. "Oh, you fucking cunt! I'm gonna rip your limbs off one by one while you're still awake to feel every fucking thing!"

She had no doubt that he meant it. In desperation she threw her elbow back as hard as she could. She connected with his head. He let out a roar of pain and let go of her. She sprinted out of the room with him right behind her.

"I'm gonna knock your teeth down your throat!" He screamed.

She sprinted to her room and tripped over her own feet when she threw herself at the brick still on the floor. She felt the brick in her hand just as he grabbed her ankles. He yanked her back towards him so he could straddle her.

"Look at me, cunt!" He screamed. "I wanna watch you die! I wanna hear you fucking beg for mercy!"

He grabbed her shoulder and spun her around under him to get her on her back. She slammed the brick into his head as hard as she could. He looked stunned. Blood slowly started running down his head. She raised her hand again and once again slammed the brick into his head. He fell to the side and made a whimpering sound.

"I'm gonna kill you," he said.

There wasn't as much power in his voice as there had been moments before but she knew she had to finish him completely before he gathered his composure. She lifted the brick again and slammed it down in his face several times until no more noises came from him. She sat back on her ass and heaved for breath.

"You cunt!" She kicked his shoulder. "How does that feel, you fucking cunt?"

She got up on her feet and walked back to the room where Seth's corpse was. She grabbed the knife and yanked it out of Seth's stomach. She moved through the house to the room where she knew Sasha and Randy were. She leaned in to listen through the door.

"Yeah, you like that, don't you, slut?" Randy chuckled. "Fucking take it."

Neva opened the door soundlessly and stepped inside. Sasha was on her back with Randy on top of her. There was a bloody knife on the bed. Sasha was bleeding from her thighs where he had cut her. Sasha looked towards the door and locked eyes with Neva as Neva slowly made her way across the floor.

"Look at me, slut!" Randy barked.
"Fuck you!" Sasha screamed.
"What did you just say to me?" Randy asked angrily.

Neva raised her hand and forced the knife in between Randy's shoulder blades as hard as she could. Sasha grabbed the knife on the bed and stabbed Randy in the chest. He made some weird gurgling noises.

"I said, fuck you," Sasha said.
"Fucking slut!" Neva spat on Randy. "How does it feel to be on the other end of your own knives?"

Randy slowly fell sideways down on the bed. Neva grabbed Sasha and yanked her free of the deadweight still half on top of her.

"Get dressed," Neva said. "I got Seth and Dean. We need to get out before Roman gets back."

Sasha quickly got back into her clothes. They left the room but stopped when they heard a car stop outside.

"Fuck!" Neva muttered.

The front door opened and Roman's voice came through the house.

"I forgot my wallet!" He shouted.

Neva ran back to Randy and tried pulling the knife out of his back but it was stuck. She gritted her teeth and ran past Sasha. She had to find something to fight with. She ran to the kitchen at the same time as Roman entered from the other side.

"Hi, baby girl," he said. "Did Seth and Dean give you permission to roam around? Where are they, by the way?"

He turned his head as if he was listening for any kind of sound. The tv was still running but that was all the noises that were.

"Seth? Dean?" Roman yelled. "Where are you?"

Neva ran towards the knife block on the counter. She grabbed a knife and yanked on it so hard that the entire knife block tipped over. She turned towards him. He looked anything but pleased.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" He asked.
"Let us go," she said.
"Let you go?" He laughed mockingly. "Dean was right about you all along. You were playing us all this time. Are you sure you wanna play this game, little girl?"
"Fuck you!" She gritted her teeth. "And you know what else, Roman? I fucking hate you! I fed you all those words you so desperately craved to hear. No one fucking loves you, Roman. No one!"

She could see those words hurt. Despite being faced with the truth, he couldn't shut off his feelings completely.

"No one?" He asked. "You forget I'm not alone in here."
"Seth and Dean are already dead," she said. "I killed them."

His face turned red in anger. She wasn't sure she could dance with him if he attacked. He took a step forward and she knew it was about to go down. She clenched her fingers around the knife.

A weird scream sounded, and Sasha came storming into the kitchen. She stopped next to Neva and threw something at Roman. It hit him hard in the head, and he went down on one knee and placed a hand on his forehead. Neva looked at the brick on the floor. Sasha had actually gone back to the room and picked up the brick to come to Neva's aid.

"What the fuck?" Roman asked.

Neva wasted no time. She couldn't risk Roman getting back up. She stormed in with the knife and pushed it directly into his eye. He screamed like no man had ever screamed before in her presence. She pulled the knife back out and pushed it into his throat. That silenced him right away. His body crashed down to the floor, and he no longer moved. She slowly moved back until she felt a hand on her back. She turned around and wrapped her arms around Sasha. Both of them were crying.

"It's over," Neva said. "It's finally over."

Sasha leaned out, placed her hands on Neva's cheeks and pushed her hair out of the way. She smiled through her tears, and it made Neva smile too.

"How can I ever thank you?" Sasha asked.
"Dye my hair blue," Neva answered.

Sasha let out a high laugh and nodded.

"Deal," Sasha said.
"Let's get out of here," Neva said.

They walked through the house to the front door that was still open. They stepped outside and breathed in the fresh air.

"It feels heavenly," Neva sighed happily. "I haven't been outside for a year."
"The car's still running," Sasha said.

Neva turned her attention to the car. Roman had left the engine running while he went inside to pick up his wallet.

"Lucky us," Neva said. "I don't know how to drive though."
"I do," Sasha said.

They got into the car. Sasha adjusted the seat before looking at Neva.

"We should call for help," Sasha said.
"I'm not going back into that house," Neva said. "I have no idea if they even keep their phones on them or if they have them hidden somewhere. I'm not up for a treasure hunt now that I finally got out of there."
"First stop, the police station," Sasha said.

Sasha stepped on the gas and started driving away from the house. Neva turned around in the seat to watch the house get smaller and smaller the further away they got. When she finally couldn't see it anymore, she turned back around and slumped back in the seat.

"I got out," Neva said lowly.
"We got out," Sasha said. "You got us out, Neva. You're my fucking hero."
"And you're mine," Neva said. "I couldn't have done it without you."

Neva turned her head to look at Sasha.

"One question though," Neva grinned. "Where the hell did you learn to throw a brick like that?"