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Willow lay in her hotel room with a huge smile on her face. The floor wasn't all that comfortable but the bed seemed a really long ways away. It was almost midnight, and she'd been up forever. Her jet lag had finally caught up to her and the entire world was woozy. She'd just finished writing and signing her contract with the wwe. She, Mark and Vince had drawn it up together. It was six pages long, and full of clauses. Her favorite so far was the Eric Bishoff was to be fired if he messed with her. To bad Willows contract was confidential, and he'd never see it. The file was confidential for two reasons, Vince paranoia that someone would 'steal' his programmer, and because three of the clauses pertained to Willows past. She smiled up at the ceiling. Now If Buffy and Dawn needed a new home, they would find it here. The ceiling blurred before her eyes and she blinked, waiting for her focus to return.  It didn't and Willow drifted off to sleep, her head cushioned by a stray couch pillow, the floor her bed.

Shadowy figures moved from balcony to balcony across the hotels face.  There were three of them, and they moved with a strange grace. No sound came from the group. They stopped on one dark balcony and clustered around the door staring into the bright room. After a few seconds there was a sharp swear word and the door was wrenched open. The three figures swarmed inside the room and converged on a figured that lay on the floor.

Willow woke as a her wards disintegrated. She blinked groggily, as three fuzzy faces swam into view. Two of them she recognized. The third was alien to her, so she choose that one and struck with one fist. The unknown man fell back with a curse and Willow shook her head.  She tried to climb from the foggy depths of sleep, but failed miserably. She couldn't get her eyes to focus, and she hurt everywhere. Each limb seemed to weigh a ton. One of them men ran a gentle hand over he forehead and she smiled up at him. She felt arms gathering her body and picking her up. Willow felt a moment of panic, and struggled, but fell back. She heard a tired chuckle and her mind scrambled to comprehend what was going on. She felt completely and utterly drained. She had tons of magical energy, but no physical energy.  The world spun and the captor stood and moved.  After a moment Willow felt a soft surface under her back. She'd been placed on the bed. Covers were placed carefully over her body and she sighed. The same  gentle hand descended to stroke her forehead. After a few passes, Willow gave up and let sleep reclaim her.

Jeff watched Willow struggle to stay awake and then fail. He smiled and continued to stroke her forehead for a few moments, until her breathing was deep and regular. When he was sure that Willow was in a deep sleep he stood and wandered over to Edge and Christain. Christian wore the beginning of what would be a dark black eye. Edge had a deep frown on his face.

"She's strong. Her wards were amazing." Edge said softly. "She's also apparently got a hell of a right hook. She is however as human as can be." Christian waved a large cross and a sharp wooded stake that he'd apparently pulled from Willows bag. "She's also prepared for most eventualities."

"So what do we do?" Jeff asked,  taking the stake from Christian.

"We wait, and watch." Edge said, his lisp thinning. "Its the only option we have." Edge rose and headed for the balcony. "Come on guys." Jeff and Christain followed Edge out of the room, leaving Willow behind, sleeping soundly.

Willow woke in the late morning to her phone jangling happily. She reached out and swatted at it groggily before getting her hand around the receiver. She lifted it to her ear and sighed.

"Hello?" She asked, still  half asleep.

"Good morning." Came a slightly unfamiliar voice over the phone. "Its Jeff, I was wondering if you wanted to hit the gym with us, then maybe go shopping?"

"The gym?" Willow asked, looking for the clock. "Shopping?" She found the clock and it flashed 10:30.

"Mark said that you guys were staying in town for a few days, and I am too, so if your not busy with Mark, me and Edge thought you could come work out for a bit, then we could go shopping for your wrestling gear. Maybe have lunch and dinner out? If you wanted, Trish will come shipping and make it a foursome." Willow lay her head back on the pillow.

"Why do you sound so perky?" She asked almost irritated. "And who are Edge and Trish? Shopping I could definitely do, and the workout too. But I need to get up and dressed." She rolled over and blinked, she had…clothes on? Willow raised the covers and glared down at herself. She was still wearing the clothes she had wrestled in.

"Its ten thirty." Jeff said, sounded astounded. "I've been up for hours. Edge and Trish are wrestlers, Edge is on Smackdown, and Trish wrestles on Raw."

"Your used to this sort of thing. I don't actually remember going to bed last night." Willow admitted with a chuckle. "But how's this I meet you and who ever in the hotel lobby in 45 minutes? I need to eat too."

"Sure thing. So I'll see you in a bit." Jeff confirmed, then hung up the phone.

Willow stood with hot water sluicing over her face and ran her hands over her face. She blinked and her hands fell numbly to her sides. An image of Jeff flashed in the back of her mind. Willow realized why she didn't remember going to bed. She'd fallen asleep on the floor, and someone had carried her to the bed. Not just someone, but Jeff Hardy. She washed her hair as the events of last night came back to her mind. Waking as her wards disintegrated. Not just torn down but taken apart completely. Then seeing three faces, only one of which was recognizable. Of hitting blindly at one of the others. She blinked, of being gathered gently in Jeff's arms and tucked in to bed. She remembered him gently stroking her forehead until she slept again. Willow finished washing her hair and turned off the shower.  As She dressed, she got angrier and angrier.  You didn't mess with Willow Rosenbergs privacy. You didn't destroy her wards.

Willow slipped some shoes on her feet and headed for the lobby.

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