Sam and Dean lounged in the chairs in their motel room, waiting for Tyler to come out of the bathroom. As they'd carried the Nymph Serena back to their room, she'd dragged the woman into the bathroom, to "clean her up", she'd said. They'd heard the bath getting filled for a while and now it was silent. Sam glanced at Dean who was nursing a beer. He had said nothing since they found Serena.
Tyler was diligent as she washed the blood of her friend. Not one splatter could remain, otherwise Serena would go into an anxious frenzy. And she couldn't have that, now that she'd stepped in between her and the Winchesters. Stupid woman, what are you doing here? Serena groaned, opening her eyes slowly. "Where am I?" she asked.
"Somewhere safe. What happened, Serena. Why are Nymphs getting killed?" Serena slowly sat up, hugging herself. "I don't know. I just….We were just out taking a stroll." Tyler frowned. Serena wasn't the kind of person to just take a stroll, in a different city. "Why here?" she asked. Serena looked away. "Serena, why here?" The Nymps still avoided her glare. Tyler sighed, stood up and grabbed her friend by the arm.
She heaved her up, dragged her out of the bathroom , past the two surprised brothers and out of the motel room. She pushed her out and slammed the door shut, screaming: "If you want to play mute, go do it somewhere else!" Three, two, one. Serena started banging on the door, yelling for them to let her back in. Tyler ignored her. Dean and Sam looked at each other. "Uh, Tyler? What's going on?" Sam said.
"Nothing." She turned on the TV. "Tyler, please! Open the door! They're gonna kill me!" Tyler looked at the brothers, raising an eyebrow. They nodded and Dean opened the door. Serena stumbled back in. "So, are you going to tell us what's going on?" Tyler asked. Serena nodded.
"We were called here."