She entered the hotel room and sighed heavily, leaning against the closed door. It had been a long and tiring evening and she just….smelled. The last attack by the Kevlar demon had snuck up on her and if it hadn't been for Faith she wasn't sure she would be standing right now. Things had been just so out of her control lately and that was really all she had left; control. Once again she felt that coming here had been a mistake. Sighing again, she peeled the slime soaked t-shirt over her head and threw it directly in the trash. As she toed off her shoes, she picked up the other presence in her room. With her powers already depleted from a night of combat, she hoped that her adrenaline would make up for the loss. She continued to undress, slowly removing her socks, then carefully peeling off her encrusted jeans; all the while waiting for the presence to make its move.

"You might want to rethink that."

Her hands dropped from her bra clasp with mild relief; at least he wasn't here to kill her.

"How did you get in here?"

"I have my ways."

"I'm really not up for this tonight."

"So I deducted from your wardrobe. Must have been one hell of a fight; everyone okay?"

"It was just Faith and I and she is fine."

"Are you?"

"Nothing that a long hot shower, some food and a week's worth of sleep can't fix."

"Where is Faith?"

"Pool hall; she has to work off some energy."

"Well as long as you both are okay…"

"Why are you here?"

"We never finished our discussion."

"That was three months ago."

"I guess I have a hard time letting some things go."

"How did you find me?"

"It wasn't hard. Remember, Willow, I work for the leader of the free world."

"I can't do this; not now."

"I did as you asked" he stated, blue eyes hard with frustration and an underlying anger. "The apocalypse has passed; we are all still alive; now we will finish our conversation."

"Sam."

"Why don't you take your shower and I'll order you some food."

"Sam."

"Don't worry about rushing; I took some time off, so I can stay as long as I feel is necessary."

"Sam" she sighed.

"Would you like something light to eat or do you feel the need for substance."

"Sam."

"I'll get you a soup and sandwich combo."

"Sam!"

"I'm not leaving so you better get used to it" he snapped, startling Willow. "Now go take your shower."

Vivid blue eyes pierced wide green ones and she realized this was the battle she was going to lose. Resigned, the red head turned towards the bathroom.