Dean and Seth walked into the guard house. He dropped the trap on top of the table and his dad walked over. Sika joined him.
"Seth and I found it, about ten minutes from the gate", Dean said.
"I told that man he was not allowed to set up on our lands", Sika growled.
"How did you find this one?", Hunter asked.
"I needed something from our neighbors and I didn't want to go alone. Dean went with me and when we came back, the lights flashed on the trap", Seth said.
Sika and Hunter nodded, accepting his lie. Dean smirked.
"I don't know how many more they set up", Dean said.
"I'll send a few guys out to check around", Hunter said.
"Send me. Let me pick out guys", Dean said.
Hunter smiled at his son and nodded.
"Alright. Its getting dark so start tomorrow, first light", Hunter said.
Dean nodded before he and Seth walked out.
"What if another wild one is stuck in one of those trap? The guards will kill it", Seth whispered.
"That's why I told them to let me pick the guys. I'll make sure I pick the ones who aren't trigger happy.", Dean said.
Seth nodded.
"Where are you going?", Seth asked.
"Roman's house", Dean said.
Seth stopped and so did Dean.
"Just come, you know what's going on and if you want to fix this situation with him, you need to talk. You were his best friend and you slept with his soon to be wife. He has a right to be mad at you", Dean said.
"I fucked up Dean, I know I did. I asked him to forgive me, he's the one who fazed me out. How many more times do I have to beg?", Seth said.
Dean shrugged.
"Are you willing to lose his friendship?", Dean asked.
Seth sighed and started walking again. Dean followed behind him. Once at Roman's house, they walked in. He leaned against the wall.
"Found it and I took it to our dads. He's sending me out first light to look for more", Dean said, before sitting on Roman's couch.
Roman didn't take his eyes off Seth. Seth was fidgeting in his spot, not liking Roman's cold stare.
"They asked why we were out there and Seth told them we had to go out of town. They believed it", Dean said.
Seth finally met Roman's eyes. He sighed, shoulders slumped over.
"I'm sorry, for the millionth time. I. Am. So. Fucking. Sorry", Seth raised his voice.
Dean looked between his friends. When Roman didn't respond, Seth turned to walk out.
"No. Sit down. Both of you", Dean demanded.
He stood and pointed at the couch. Seth sat and Roman hesitated before sitting.
"Why did you do it Seth? You and I know why you did it. Now tell him", Dean said.
Roman was confused, he looked from Dean to Seth. Seth looked down at his feet.
"Damn it Seth, tell him", Dean said.
"Seth", Roman waited.
Seth was a good person, the kindest of them both and he didn't want to make her out to be the bad guy.
"When we go to the bar, what does Rollins drink?", Dean asked Roman.
"Soda", Roman said, wondering what that had to do with anything.
"Lana and her little girl club decided it would be fun to get him drunk. Seth has only drunk once with us and he didn't like it.", Dean said.
"That's why when we go to the bar he orders soda or water", Roman said.
Dean nodded.
"Point Dean?", Roman asked.
"Right, Lana, Emma, and Charlotte decided to give him alcohol and lots of it.", Dean said.
Roman looked at Seth.
"They wanted to get me drunk so I would sleep with Emma and they got drunk in the process. When I woke up, Lana was the one beside me and then you walked in", Seth said.
Roman nodded.
"I know it's not an excuse and I know I fucked up, but I am truly sorry Rome. If I had a choice, it would be your friendship over anything", Seth said.
Roman nodded.
"I forgive you", Roman said.
Seth smiled.
They heard noise from the room and all three men made their way towards it. Roman opened the door and she tried to move back.
"Safe", Roman said, trying to move closer but it only scared her more.
Dean and Seth stayed outside of the door.
"Quinn", Roman said.
She seemed surprised he knew her name. He pointed to himself.
"Roman", he said.
She tried to pull her legs in, but one of them stung and she winced.
"No. Hurt", Roman said.
"How do you know if she understands you?", Seth asked.
"I don't, I'm hoping she does", Roman replied.
He gently turned her leg and showed her. She gasped and placed her hand near his, looking over the stitches on her leg.
"Dean", Roman pointed at him.
Dean waved. A small smile on her face.
"Seth", he pointed.
She looked at him before looking back at Roman.
"Home", she stuttered.
She had never had to speak their language, but her mother did teach her a few words. Words she had told her were helpful to her.
"I know, but you can't go home yet", he said.
She shook her head, understanding only you, go, and home. He knew she didn't understand him. She looked back at her leg.
The last time she saw it, there was a large gash and now, she was put back together. She met his eyes. He must have done it. Her great grandmother had told them about their healers and how they are so much more powerful than theirs.
"Well, Seth and I should go. We'll check in tomorrow before I head out to look for those things.", Dean said.
Seth nodded. Roman watched them walk out from the spot he was in. He walked over and locked his front door before returning to Quinn.
He smiled.
"Hungry?", he asked.
She looked at him like he was crazy before looking back at her leg.
"Um, I have to get you washed up to put a cast on. I'm really hoping you can bathe yourself", Roman said.
He shook his head and rubbed his forehead.
"You can't even understand me", he mumbled.
He walked into the bathroom and turned on the water. Making it hot enough for her. He walked back into the room and gently lifted her. She didn't understand why she wasn't fighting him. Maybe it was because he knew her name? Or maybe because he somehow knew which words she would understand.
He set her down and turned to check the puddle of water he had created. It looked nothing like their lake, for one the lake was way bigger. She carefully removed her dirty and ripped dress. When he turned.
"Shit your naked", he said, turning back towards the wall.
He set his hands on his hips. He took a deep breath before turning back to her nakedness and lifting her, watching his hands as he did. He set her inside the water, making sure he left her hurt leg hanging out.
"No. Water", he pointed to her leg and then splashed the water.
He showed her the soap and shampoo.
"You probably don't know how to use any of this, do you", he said.
She dipped the soap bar into the water before running it over her skin. He kept his eyes on her head.
"I guess you do", he smiled.
He showed her the shampoo and she took the bottle, shaking it and turning it around.
"Here", he said.
He took the bottle and wet her hair. He smiled as she let him, pouring the shampoo in his hand and showing her, before lathering it in her hair. She laughed softly and he smiled.
"You like that. Smells good too, but I'll get you something flowery for next time", he said.
The water was a dark brown and dirt was at the bottom of the tub. He washed the mud that was stuck in her hair out. He unplugged the tub and she watched the water drain.
"I'll add more clean water right now. I just don't want this dirty water getting stuck on you again", he said.
She wondered why he kept talking to her in his language when clearly she didn't understand it. She found herself admiring his smile, it was sure beautiful.
You could always tell someone is a good person by their smile
Her grandmother had said. He turned something and water poured out. She giggled. He filled something with water and poured it over her head. He covered her eyes. He poured more of that stuff into his hands and ran his fingers through her hair.
"Just to make sure I got out all of the dirt", he said.
She figured she needed to respond, it was impolite not to say anything. So, she nodded. He stopped and looked at her.
"Did you understand me?", he asked.
She nodded again.
"Are you just nodding because I'm talking?", he asked.
She nodded.
"You have no idea what I'm saying do you?", he asked.
She nodded. He laughed and she smiled. His laugh was just as amazing as his smile.
"Well, I guess a response is better than feeling like I'm talking to myself", he said.
He rinsed out her hair. He stood and grabbed a towel out of his cabinet. He laid it over her before lifting her out and setting her on the counter. He grabbed another towel and dried her off. Keeping away from her intimate areas. He wrapped the towel in her hair.
"Stay", he said.
She understood that, so she nodded. He came back with clothes. Unfolding a shirt, he placed it over her head and she dropped the towel. His eyes took a peek.
"God forgive me", he mumbled.
It was too big for her. He unfolded a fresh pair of boxers. He pushed them up her legs and felt himself getting aroused.
"Looks like I'm going to need a shower too", he said.
He nodded once done. She looked down at herself before looking at him.
"Damn. You look good in my clothes", she was sure beautiful.
He helped her back into the room and started on her cast. She watched him as he carefully covered her leg.
"All done", he smiled.
She nodded and he laughed again.
"Hungry? Food?", he asked.
Figuring she must know one of those words. She nodded. He picked her up to take her to the kitchen. He didn't mind picking her up, he actually enjoyed it more than he should. Setting her on a stool, she watched him show her something inside a bowl.
"Food", he said, making an eating motion with his mouth.
She nodded. He wasn't sure if she understood or not, but he served her anyway. Setting the plate down in front of her. She picked at it with her fingers. He set something else beside her and she watched him use his tools.
"Like this", he showed her.
She lifted hers and did the same.
"Spaghetti", he said.
She liked the taste of it and finished it fast. She hadn't realized how hungry she was. He smiled and served her more.
"You can have as much as you like", he said.