They finally arrived after having driven for over a day with breaks here and there. They had taken Dean's car and taken turns with driving. Seth knew they were coming but he hadn't said anything to Trixie. He had told Roman where to find the spare key so they could let themselves in while Seth and Trixie were at work.

"Who's here?" Trixie asked.

Seth parked the car in his driveway. She looked at the green car already there. He didn't know she had never seen Dean's car. They had taken Roman's car the day they drove her to the airport. She hadn't been outside the apartment in the short time she had spent with Dean.

"Some friends of mine are here. You'll like them," he smirked.
"I'm just gonna go to bed early," she said.
"Meet them first," he said. "If you wanna go to bed afterwards, you won't hear me say anything against it."

She could see he was hiding something. She didn't like secrets. She already had too many of them in her life. They walked inside and she stopped dead in her tracks at the sight of Dean and Roman.

"Hi, sunshine," Dean said.

She just stood there dumbfounded. He walked over to her and took both her hands.

"Talk to me, Trixie," he said.
"You're here," she said.
"I missed you," he said.
"But how? Why? I don't understand," she said.
"Let's talk somewhere privately," he said.

She led him into the guest room and closed the door. They sat down on the bed. He still held on to her hands. His heart felt like it was breaking again despite having her right in front of him.

"I trapped him," he finally said.
"You what?" She raised her voice. "I told you I wouldn't do something that cruel."
"I had to. He wasn't backing down. Eventually he would have found you. I don't know how. I just know he would. He was never gonna give up," he said.
"That doesn't make it okay," she said.
"I had to. I did it for you. For us. You're free. We can be together," he said.

He leaned in and kissed her. It felt good to feel her lips against his again.

"You can come home," he said.
"I'm still dead in everyone's eyes," she reminded him. "You said it yourself at one point. Half the town will drive me out, thinking I'm an undead."
"Fuck!" He shouted.

He laid down on the bed and pulled her down next to him. It was an issue he had ignored on purpose. He had pushed it away while dealing with Drew. He had no answer to this. He couldn't think of anything. Instead he held her and kissed her. He couldn't deal with this problem now. It could wait until tomorrow.

"Dean?" Roman knocked on the door. "We're gonna order food. What do you want?"
"Burger," Dean said.
"Trixie?" Roman asked.
"Same," Trixie answered.

Roman walked back into the living room where Seth was still sitting.

"It's a shit show," Roman sighed. "One big pile of shit."
"Do I wanna know?" Seth asked.
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you, so no," Roman said. "We're all having burgers, by the way."
"It's gonna be alright, Roman," Seth squeezed Roman's wrist. "One way or another, it's gonna be alright."

Dean and Roman stayed in Seth's house next day while Seth and Trixie went to work. Dean seemed lost. More lost than he had been since she left.

"She won't come back. And I get it. She'll be chased down by the press and probably everyone else," Dean said.
"So what do you wanna do?" Roman asked.
"I don't know," Dean sighed. "I don't wanna give her up. If you got any suggestions, I'm all ears."
"Actually," Roman smiled secretly.
"You got something," Dean started smiling too. "Tell me."

Roman took out his phone and handed it to Dean. There was a picture of a house.

"Who's house is it?" Dean asked.
"Yours if you want it. My uncle put it up for sale," Roman answered.
"Where is it?" Dean asked.
"Vegas," Roman answered. "Far enough away for no one to ask any questions. You got enough money to settle down. And if you can't sit still, you got all the time in the world to figure out something to do."
"Vegas. I actually like the sound of that," Dean said. "Okay, let's go."
"Where to?" Roman asked.
"Seth's shop wherever the fuck that is. Take me there. I need to see her," Dean said. "Wait, house first. Call your uncle. I want it."

30 minutes later Dean walked into the shop with Roman right after him. No one was out front so they followed the voices in the back.

"Scott, get back to work. She's not interested," Seth said.
"Come on, one beer. Just one beer, Sandy. And whatever might follow after that is free of charge," Scott said.

Dean walked out there just in time to see the creepy smirk on the man's face. Scott reached a hand forward to touch Trixie's arm. A second later he found himself nose to nose with a tall man he'd never seen before. Dean had stepped in between Scott and Trixie, and he was angry as hell.

"Who the hell are you?" Scott asked.
"I'm the guy who'll break both your arms if I ever catch you touching her again," Dean threatened.
"What is she to you? Your sister?" Scott asked.
"She's my fucking girlfriend!" Dean snarled. "No one, and I mean fucking no one, touches her but me!"
"She wanted it," Scott said.
"I'd take the loss," Roman warned Scott. "This man is not one to play with."
"Whatever. She's a stuck up bitch anyway," Scott said.

A loud thump was heard when Dean headbutted Scott. Scott fell to the ground and whimpered in pain. Dean felt hands grabbing his arm. He turned around to see Trixie. She pulled him with her out towards the front.

"Fire him or I'll fuck you up too!" Dean pointed at Seth.
"God damn it!" Seth muttered. "I warned you, Scott. You fucking idiot. Get your things and leave. I can't keep defending you like this."

Trixie pulled Dean into Seth's office. As soon as she closed the door, he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her forcefully. She placed her hands on his chest and pushed him away.

"Okay, I admit it. I went a little overboard. But that headbutt was nothing compared to everything I wanted to do," he said.
"I'm supposed to lay low, you ass!" She hissed. "You're not helping!"

He pulled out his phone and showed her the same house Roman had shown him earlier.

"What's that?" She asked.
"My house. Our house. In Vegas. No one knows you there. You can be free and do whatever you want. We can walk outside together. We can be together," he said.
"What I want is my identity back," she said.

He pulled her in with one arm around her waist. His other hand gently ran down her cheek.

"You can get it back. It's Vegas. You can be whoever you want. If you wanna be Trixie again, then fuck it, my girl is gonna be Trixie again," he said. "Although I prefer calling you sunshine."

She let out a short laugh at that. It sounded like music to his ears. He leaned down and kissed her. She wrapped her arms around his midsection.

"So is that a yes?" He asked.
"Yes," she answered.
"Thank fuck because I already bought the damn house before coming over here," he said.
"You're so full of yourself," she giggled. "Ass!"
"Back to that anal stuff, are we?" He chuckled. "I've already told you I'm more than willing to drill that hole if you want me to."
"Stop it! You're so bad!" She laughed.

A knock sounded on the glass door. They both looked over to see Roman and Seth open the door and step inside.

"Is everything good here?" Roman asked.
"Perfect," Dean answered. "Sorry, Seth."
"Don't mention it. Scott had it coming," Seth said.
"I'm not sorry about that," Dean laughed. "I'm sorry about taking this great worker away from you."

He pulled Trixie closer and kissed the top of her head.

"Me and my girl are moving to Vegas," he said.