Though I didn't want to get my hands dirty I did. My iPod was in there, my wallet, my amazing headphones and most importantly a picture of my mother. "Fuck! Fuck!" I didn't bother wiping things down. Seth and Dean were taking care of that while Roman was disposing of my messed up clothes. I finally got to the bottom of my bag and found the worn picture, smeared in god knows what and smelling like sour cream. "NO!"

My yell alarmed all three of them and they came rushing to me again.

"What's wrong?!" Roman asked, frantically.

I bit my lip and tried to hold back my tears. Whatever juices were on it had left a stain right on my mothers face, seeming to disfigure her docile look in the photo. When I gripped the picture it ripped along the center, being moist for so long had made it more fragile then it already was. It looked like i was now separated from my mother the frayed photo paper barely hanging on by its last threads.

"Leena?" Seth asked cautiously. "Who's that in the picture?"

"It doesn't matter..." I tossed the picture back in my ruined bag and rushed to the bathroom to rid my hands of the smell. I slammed the door shut and willed my emotions not to get the best of me but it was becoming to much. I could feel the sensation creep into my mind, halting my breathing until all I could do was hyperventilate. I clutched at the door, sinking down until i could bury my head into my knees and unleash the tears. Every fear flashed in my head, every problem, every single worst possible outcome...I dug my nails into my knees, hoping that this would all be over soon.

Dean's POV

"Why did you do that!? Did you know about this picture?!" I slammed the destroyed picture on Gwen's dressing room table.

"That is picture of Leena and her mama. What does that have to do with me?" Gwen looked at me, trying out that puppy dog look bullshit. I yanked her hair back and set my face in front of hers.

"Because I NEVER kissed her! And you fucking overreacted and mess up all her shit! This was important to her!"

"I DID NOT DO IT! I only hit her with chair! I find out about you kissing her when i get to catering!"

I backed away for a second but kept my grip on her hair. There was fear in her eyes and I liked that she was shaking. "Who told you? Do you know who fucked up her shit?"

"No, i do not know. I would never destroy picture of her mama. Is very important..." She turned to look at the picture and shook her head. "I feel selfish now..."

"Good! You fucking should!" I shoved her head away and stormed towards the door. "I suggest you fucking find out who did this. This was messed up and petty on all kinds of levels. We're not together Gwen. I don't do relationships."

I walked out on her and headed back to my locker room. I had been gone for a few minutes but when i returned Seth and Ro looked nervous as hell. Something was up.

"Leena still in the bathroom?" I asked, turning my attention to the still shut door.

"Yeah man, she's crying but she's also like gasping for air or something. She won't open the door." Seth said.

"We tried." Roman added, making huge strides back and forth. "She won't budge."

"She probs just needs to cry it out man. I talked to Gwen. She said she didn't do it and I believe her. She said when she got to catering someone told her. Which means that shit went down as soon as Leena and I left. So like she wouldn't have had time to do anything between then and the match right?"

"I don't know, Dean. No one kept tabs on her all the time. She still could have done it." Seth said as he grabbed Ro's arm to stop him from pacing. Thank god 'cause that damn kahuna was driving me up the wall.

"Yeah, i get you but when she saw the picture she knew how much it meant to Leena. She might be pissed but knowing her and Lee's history I don't think she would destroy it." I don't really know why I was sticking up for Gwen but it didn't seem like it was her. Some real shit was about to hit the fan and we had to go all Scooby Doo and shit to get to the bottom of it.

"Dammit...what should we do?" Roman asked.

"Just give her some of your clothes Seth. Ro and I will go to the nearest Wal-Mart and get her a new Ipod and headphones, some clothes for the time being and a new bag." I suggested.

Seth picked up the iPod and turned it on. "It works and everything but the screen it fucked up being repair man."

"Hey as long as we can see the songs we're good. We'll smooth out the other problems later. Just watch her. C'mon Ro."

The big man didn't look like her wanted to go. He stared at the bathroom door for a good minute before turning away. I reached up and put my arm around his shoulders. "Dude, it might not be the best option but she needs the new stuff. It might not make her entirely happy but it might lift her spirits a bit, right?"

Roman nodded. "Yeah, you're right. Let's go. I wanna do this for her."

Man, when the hell did I become such a softie? Lying to my best friends about kissing their girl, then going and taking care of her and them while all this shit was exploding. I really needed a bottle of whisky. Maybe then I'd get to my old self.

"What the fuck took you guys so long, it's almost 4 in the morning?!" Seth hissed. The light in the hotel room was already off so I assumed Leena had gone to sleep.

"Blame Roman!"I replied in a loud whisper. "Seriously, he took eight fucking years to pick out some outfits for her!"

"I just wanted to to get her something she really liked. I couldn't raid the nearest Hot Topic at this hour so I got stuck with some Wal-Mart shit."

"He's a woman, i swear." I said, shoving threw the door and into the hotel room. "Seth, turn on the light farthest away from her. I got some real good shit to show you."

He sighed and turned on the small lamp. Leena didn't move so we assumed it was all good. I pulled out the small package from one of the bags and handed it to Seth. "So genius me got into the Facebook app on her iPod right. It was still logged into her old page. We went threw her pictures and we found the one of her and her mom. She died in 9/11 and Leena posted the picture like 2 years ago as like a memorial thing. I got it printed out again for her. It's not the same as the original but-"

"Dean that's fucking perfect!" Seth slammed his lips against mine excitedly. Uh...what the fuck?!

"Sorry," He said. "That's just...she's gonna be so fucking happy. Thanks Dean."

"Yeah, whatever. Just don't kiss me again man. That was weird."

"Way to be a homophobe, asshole" Roman teased.

"I'm not it's just...It's Seth, ok? It's like weird to kiss your brother, although clearly you two don't think so."

Seth shrugged. "Ehhh...we're more like step brothers. You know, not related by blood so it's ok."

"It's so not okay! That's the worse comparison ever."

Roman hit us both alerting us to look at the figure that had now arisen from the bed. Dammit...she hated being woken up, man. "Lee? How ya feeling?" I dared to ask.

She shrugged her shoulders simply. "I'm alright...What's going on?"

"Nothing, we just got back from getting you some stuff." Roman went over and kissed her. I couldn't help but twitch my eye. Seeing them be intimate kind of made me itch.

"Me? What kind of stuff? Why?"

"Cause, you're a damn princess that's why. We got you some new clothes since the other one's smelled like rotten eggs and skunk shit. A new bag too." I scoffed at her. I had to try and keep up my tough guy exterior. It was really breaking down ever since she came along. Stupid feelings.

"Don't listen to Dean. He's just being an ass. But he did get this for you." Seth handed her the photo packet. Leena took it in her hands and opened it slowly. It made me on edge. Was she gonna be like super happy or maybe just...pissed 'cause it's not the original. But when she took the picture out I knew. Her face lit up like a kid who just came downstairs to see an assload of presents under the tree on Christmas morning.

"How did you even...like...how?!" She asked.

"I know how to work my ways, sweet cheeks. And i just wanted to see you happy again. It meant a lot to you."

"Oh Dean!" She exclaimed and ran straight towards me, jumping on and latching on like a fucking monkey. I stumbled for a second before i supported her weight.

"Don't get all sentimental on me! It's the last thing I need!"

"You're seriously so damn amazing, Dean!" She squeezed me tight against her. A real good embrace that just made me feel warm and fuzzy. I hated it but at the same time I didn't want it to stop at all. Seth and Roman didn't seem to mind that she was all over me. I guess they were more concerned about her being happy. I chose to pat her back instead of hugging her back. I was afraid of what I'd do if I kept her in my arms for much longer.

"Yeah, I know I am. Anyway can I stay in here with you guys? I was kinda sharing a room with Gwen and I don't really want to like be in there with her right now."

"Oh yeah, you can sleep with me." Leena said.

"I guess that's alright. Leena, Ro and I usually can't fit on a hotel bed all together unless it's like a King or Queen. I'll sleep with Ro." Seth added.

"Man, I'm about to crash in a second. My feet are killing me." Roman kicked off his boots and plopped down on one of the beds. Leena didn't seem to want to get off me so I carried her ass to the bed and plopped her down. She giggled and stretched out.

"Hurry up Dean, I'm tired!"

"I'm going!" I kicked off my shoes and tossed my jeans aside. "It's alright if I sleep in my boxers right?"

"Duh." She reached over and clicked off her light. Seth and Roman got into bed after kissing her goodnight and I got in to lay beside her.

"Oh and Dean," Roman said.

"Yeah?"

"She's a cuddler."

It was a little too late as Leena was already glued to me once again. I hated cuddling. It was the worse fucking thing. Intimacy was just not my forte. But once again, my body made an exception for her. I think my heart did to but I really didn't want to think about feelings anymore. She laid her head on my chest and wrapped her arms around my waist. I slipped my arm around her too, feeling her warmth against me. Her hair smelled really nice. Like do all girls use fruity shit in their hair? Damn.

"Dean...i don't know how to repay you." she whispered. Her breath tickled the hair on my chest.

"Don't worry about it, doll. Just promise not to killed Gwen just yet. We'll figure this all out."

"Hopefully...I just want to put all this behind me."

I looked down at her and pushed her soft hair behind her ear. "Dont worry kid. We got your back."

She pressed her forehead to mine leaving our lips just inches apart. I got a little nervous. Was she really ballsy enough to kiss me with her boyfriends two feet away? Her hands twirled their delicate fingers in my hair. She closed her eyes and I was sure she was going to lean in further. Instead she just kind exhaled and rolled on her back, going back to sleep. I laid back too, staring up at the ceiling and wondering what the hell I was going to do about my feelings for her.