"The next time I met Dean was just a few hours later. I'd done a rather splended job of covering my tracks and had gone to the motel I'd checked into a day before. He saw me before I saw him," a ghost of a smile past over Selina's lips. Mary watched the other woman's eyes loose focus as she lost herself in the memory. Selina coughed and turned her head downwards. " It was completely by chance that he caught me really."

Dean Winchester was exusted. He'd spent all night looking for that crazy lady with no luck. He paused in the motel parking lot and leaned his head back against the drivers seat. He was not looking forward to the lecture he was sure to receive from his father. The sun made it's first appearence of the day and Dean groaned against the harsh glare of the light. With one final sigh he moved to get out of the Impala. His left leg had just hit ground when he froze. The woman he had just spent all night looking for was walking into a motel room not twenty feet from him. He ducked back into the car slowly and watched as she walked into the room two doors down from his.

Her appearance had changed sence their 'dance.' Her jet black hair was in a tight bun a top her head and the catsuit had been replaced by a fluffy bathrobe. Her mask had also been removed to reveal more then just her almond shaped eyes. Judging by the angery look on her face she'd just fallen victum to the faulty water heating system the motel was in possession of, but best of all she looked like she was headed back to the shower, which would give Dean the perfect chance to steal the vase.

Selina hummed absently to herself as she turned the shower back on. To her delight steaming hot water came pouring out. She took off her bath robe and hung it up against the door handle. Before entering the shower she made sure the vase was safefly resting on the sink. Once she was sure it was safe she slipped into the hot water. A sigh of utter content passed through her as she let the water and soap wash away all the grim and dirt form her body.

"Son of a bitch."

The curse had been faint, but Selina had heard it no the less. She scowled and rinsed the last of the almond and lavender scented conditioner form her hair. The water continued it's desent to the drain, but she was no longer there to block it's path. Water silently poured onto the floor as she stepped out of the shower. The bathrobe quickly shielded her body from the cold air, but her bare feet began to chill in the luke-warm puddles of water on the linoleum floor.

"Come on in Dean," she sneered his name with resentment. " You're being far too loud out there. If you wanted to shower with me all you had to do was dream."

The door slowly opened and Dean offered her an awkward smile. His eyes passed her form and met the vase on the sink. Selina took notice. She shook her head and grabbed the vase by one of its handles.

"Did you want this," she asked innocently.

" Yes, I would like the vase," Dean replied with and annoyed smile.

"Get the hell out of my room," Selina snapped. All fake playfulness vanished from her appearance and was replaced by the annoyance she was feeling.

"Look you're hot, I mean really hot, but this is just work-"

"It's work; my work. I broke in. I got it first; finders keepers."

"Hey, why don't we just go get some drinks, talk this over, and-"

Dean reached out suddenly and grabbed the other handle of the vase and tried to make a run for it. Selina used her other hand to grab his jacket and pull him back. Dean's shoes slid across the bathroom's linoleum floor and sent him barreling was towards Selina. It was Selina's turn to try to get to the door, though in her case it was to escape being crushed by Dean. Dean's other arm caught her around the waist. The two forces had all they're power taken out of them as the water pulled the floor out from under them. Selina hit the ground first, her head making a rather unplesent noise as it hit the floor. Seconds later, Dean fell right on top of her. The vase had fallen inbetween them and now was in tiny pieces.

Red smoke burst through the room. Then as quickly as it'd come, the smoke disappeared.

"Oh shit," Dean blanched.

"Get off of me," Selina hissed, from her place under Dean.

Dean didn't seem to pay attention to her words, scooted off her none the less. Selina coughed and rolled onto her stomach before standing. Pieces of the vase trickled down her robe onto the floor. Dizzyness swept over her and she reached for the door frame to support herself. The arm her wasn't useing to suport herself reached to the back of her head and began to tentatively poke at the stinging area.

" Get out," she growled, though the words seemed to have lost some of their bite.

Selina rounded on Dean. Black spots teased at her vision but she payed them no mind.

"Get the hell out," she shouted.

" Alright alright I'm leaving, goddamnit," Dean finally replay.

The young man made it half way to the motel door before both he and Selina were yanked towards each other. Selina landed with a thud against his back.

"Ok, you better start fucking explaining and it better be good," Selina groaned irritably.

"That was part of it, we figured out later," Selina explained to Mary. " We could never intentionally leave each other."

" If you did?"

" We'd be literally thrown back together."

" We could each leave and go places as long as it wasn't with the intent to leave the other."

"And what was it exactly that caused all this."

"So what you're telling me is that the vase was cursed and now you an I are stuck together by the fucking red string of fate," Selina repeated slowly.

Dean shrugged from his place sitting cross legged on the bed. It'd been almost amusing to watch the woman before him pace as he'd explained what had happened. Her freaking out was a welcomed distraction from his own panic.

" I'm no expert on that kind of stuff, but i'm pretty sure the string thingy doesn't involve shattering a vase between two people.

" Legends don't always match up with the real thing," he sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.

Selina finally stopped passing a dropped her body next to Dean's on the bed.

"Well shit."

"Honey, you read my mind."