"Did you spend the entire night in here?" Roman asked as he found Dean on the couch the next morning.
Dean yawned and sat up.
"Yeah," he said in a sleepy voice.
"Why?" Roman asked.
"Couldn't stand being near her," Dean answered.
"So you left her in there alone? Dude, what if she took off?" Roman asked.
"It's fine. I cuffed her to the bed," Dean answered.
"You what?" Roman chuckled.
"Morning," Seth's voice sounded.
Dean and Roman looked at him, Roman still chuckling.
"What's so funny?" Seth asked.
"Dean cuffed Angela to the bed all night," Roman answered.
"Yeah, I know. I saw her when I came back with the clothes," Seth said.
"Shit, the clothes. I forgot to put some of it on her," Dean said.
Roman started laughing even harder.
"You got a naked woman cuffed to your bed all night and you spend the night on the couch instead," he laughed.
"In case you haven't noticed, we're not exactly together anymore after what she did to us," Dean said in an angry tone.
"Doesn't make the image in my mind less fun," Roman chuckled as he walked towards the kitchen.
Dean scratched his head.
"Maybe I should go check on her," he said.
"You think?" Seth asked sarcastically.
Dean got up from the couch and walked towards his room.
She sat on the bed with her legs curled up to her chest. Her eyes went straight to him as he opened the door. He didn't say anything. He just walked over and unlocked the handcuffs.
"Thanks," she said in a low voice as she rubbed her soar wrist.
He went through the pile of clothes and threw a pair of underwear and a long dress towards her.
"Get dressed," he said.
She hurried to get the clothes on her body. She felt relieved not to be naked anymore.
"Come on," he said, grabbed her arm and pushed her in front of him towards the door.
"Sit!" He barked and pointed towards the couch once they were inside the livingroom.
She went to the couch and sat down.
"Roman, get in here!" He yelled towards the kitchen.
"But coffee's not done yet!" Roman yelled back.
"I don't care! Get in here now!" Dean yelled.
Roman came out from the kitchen and walked towards them. She looked up at them as they all stood side by side looking down at her with their arms crossed. She had never felt so intimidated before.
"You got some explaining to do," Dean said.
"What do you wanna know?" She asked.
"For starters, how did you end up on Hunter's payroll?" Dean asked.
"Bad life choices," she answered.
"I'll say," Seth said with a cold laugh.
"It's not like that," she said and sighed.
"What is it like then?" Roman asked.
"My sister owed a drugdealer a whole lot of money and she came to me for help. I couldn't come up with the money so I went to this really shady guy to borrow the money. My sister promised she would pay me back within five days and I trusted her. Life lesson here, don't ever trust an addict. Anyway, I got ten days to pay him back. If I didn't, he would take a finger for each day I had had," she answered.
"Cute story. How does Hunter fit into it?" Dean asked coldly.
"He came to me. I don't know how he does it, but he finds people in trouble and offers them a way out. He would pay off all my debt if I'd work for him. All I had to do was become friends with these three men, that being you, find out where they live and eventually help bring them down," she answered.
"So you weren't exactly on his payroll? You were just paying off your debt to him?" Seth asked.
"He promised me my freedom after that night. He promised but he lied," she said quietly.
She looked up at them. Their faces were blank. No emotions towards her, neither good nor bad.
"He put a fucking chip in me so I wouldn't take off but he promised I would be free! He fucking promised! Had I known he wouldn't let me go, I would never have taken his offer! I would have left town and run far away from everything in it!" She raised her voice in anger and stood up.
She clenched her fists as she looked at them. Seth let out a little chuckle before walking over to her. He grabbed her arm and pushed her back into the couch before dumping down next to her.
"You're not scaring anyone here, sweety," he said as he leaned back in the couch.
"Sorry," she whispered.
She looked down at her feet, feeling so embarrased.
"I think coffee's done," Roman said and walked out in the kitchen.
"Do you want a shower or something?" Dean asked.
She looked up at him, surprised by his kind words.
"A shower would be nice," she answered.
"Come on then," he said and stood up.
He followed her inside the bathroom. She was uncomfortable about the whole situation but she couldn't tell him to get out. She knew he wouldn't leave her in there alone in case she would make a run for it through the window. She turned her back on him and undressed. She pulled the shower curtain and turned on the water.
"Angela?" He asked after a minute's time.
"Yeah?" She asked back.
"Do you hate your sister after everything she has caused?" He asked.
"No, I don't hate her. I pity her. And if I never speak to her again, it will be too soon. I'm over her and her addiction," she answered.
"I could never imagine turning my back on my brothers out there," he said.
"You're a good man," she said softly.
"Yeah, I'm not like you. Turning your back on your sister, your lover and your friends. You must feel pretty shitty about yourself," he said.
She sighed. She thought for a brief second they could get back on good terms but he tore her down once again.
"I do. You have no idea how much," she said honestly.
"Good. I hope you get to feel that way the rest of your life," he said.
He didn't really mean those hard words. Yes, he was pissed off about what she had done but he couldn't help but feel for her after her explanation. She wasn't really the bad guy in all of this but she wasn't the good guy either. She was just a woman who had been unfortunate to have to make the choice between the lesser of two evils.