Eduardo stood beside here, his hands behind his back. He wore a naval officer's uniform, and in any other time or place, Sam would have drooled over the sight of him in the uniform. He looked incredibly handsome in the suit; however as he glared down at her, he did not look happy.

Daniel released Sam and smiled down at her. "I need to head out anyway. Will you be here tomorrow?"

She nodded. "Yes, I'll be here."

"I'll see you then." He grinned at her and made his way through the crowd towards the exit. Sam turned back towards Eduardo slowly, who was still glaring down menacingly at her. He grabbed her wrist and yanked her to his body, pulling her into the same embrace Daniel had just done.

"What the hell were you doing?" He muttered.

"I think he knows something about the attacks. I was seeing if I could get closer to him to get some information." Eduardo swayed slowly to the music, holding her tightly to his chest. Despite herself, she snuggled into him.

"So you thought dancing would get you information?"

"Yes. He asked me to dance, so I indulged him. Where did you get the uniform?"

"Swiped it from some naval officers near port. Captain thought it would be better if we blended in while we searched."

"Did you find anything?"

"Nothing conclusive. We didn't get to search much though, we kept getting interrupted. We hope tomorrow we'll have better luck."

She closed her eyes and breathed in Eduardo's smell. She loved the way he smelled, although she'd never tell him that. It was a scent altogether his, and it always made her blood boil. She sighed contently against his chest as they continued to sway to the music.

He took her chin in his hand and tilted her head up to look into his eyes. "I don't like it when other men touch you. Don't do that again."

"I'm sorry if that upset you, but if it means getting information from him, and helping everyone, then I will do what's necessary."

"You are mine, you hear me?"

"I'm not property Eduardo. I love you, but you do not own me."

"I bloody well know that Samantha." He gritted his teeth as he spoke.

He rarely used her full name, but she could see the anger that was beginning to well up in his eyes. His temper used to frighten her, but she knew that he would never hurt her. His temper was rarely ever directed at her, but it was now firmly planted in her direction. The look he gave her triggered her own temper as she disengaged herself from his grasp, and stood in front of him, jutting her chin out defiantly.

"I don't think I care for your tone Eduardo." She crossed her arms across her chest.

"And I don't care for you throwing yourself at other men."

It took her a moment to reply to him as she tried to control her own temper. "I'm not throwing myself at other men Eduardo. But if that's what you think I'm doing, then you don't know me at all. Now if you'll excuse me, my shift is over with in a few minutes. I'm going to go clean up and then I'll return to our room." She turned firmly on her heel and practically stomped back to the counter. She could hear Eduardo curse as she walked away, but refused to look back at him.

She finished cleaning the counters and said her goodbyes to the rest of the staff before grabbing her belongings and walking towards the hotel. The night air was crisp, and she folded her arms across her chest to warm herself. The wind was blowing gently, sending a shiver up her spine. She could feel the presence of someone following several paces behind her, but refused to turn around. She didn't need to turn around to know who it was.

"Following me are you?" She shouted over her shoulder.

Eduardo caught pace with her and walked alongside her. "I wouldn't say following."

"I'm not speaking to you right now so go away."

The corner of Eduardo's mouth tugged into a slight smile. "You're speaking to me now." Eduardo's demeanor had changed substantially from when she had seen him earlier. He seemed much calmer, almost teasing-like as he continued to half-smile down at her.

"Go away Eduardo." She mumbled as they entered the hotel. It wasn't very large, only about two stories tall. The lobby was dull and lifeless, but considering that it was well past three in the morning, Sam wouldn't have expected much else.

She trekked up the stairs, ignoring Eduardo as he followed. She dug the room key out of her pocket and fumbled with the lock, muttering a curse under her breath as she finally managed to get the door open. She stormed into the room, tossing her things into one of the chairs as she made her way to the bathroom.

"Wait." Eduardo said, gently touching her arm.

"What for?" She snapped, trying desperately for him not to see the tears threatening to escape from her eyes. He carefully turned her so that she stood facing him. She didn't have the energy to fight him, so she turned slowly, looking down at the ground.

"I'm sorry."

Slightly surprised that he would apologize, she glanced up at him before shifting her eyes away. "You should be."

"I shouldn't have said that, and I'm sorry."

"You implied I was some sort of whore."

He swallowed and sighed. "I did, and I was wrong to do so. It's just… I walked in to check on you, and I saw him dancing with you. His arms wrapped around you, pawing your back like some damned mongrel and I just snapped. I had no right to take that out on you."

She licked her lips tentatively. "You didn't trust me."

"I know, I should've trusted your judgment. I'm sorry." He leaned forward and pressed a kiss to her forehead, then moving down to kiss the tip of her nose.

She shoved him gently away from her, wrinkling her nose at him. "I'm not some delicate flower that needs to be protected all the time you know. I can take care of myself."

"I know you can."

"And don't think you can always get out of stuff like this by kissing me. It's not always going to work."

He chuckled as he bent his head down and placed a kiss against the extremely sensitive spot on her neck. He nipped the skin as she gasped as she felt her frustration and anger towards him melt away. Sam softened as his lips brushed across her face. She couldn't help but love the way her lips felt against her skin.

"A man can dream can't he? Now, can I be forgiven? I don't like it when you're cross with me." He asked as he placed gentle little kisses on her face.

She rolled her eyes as her lips tugged into a smile. "I suppose so."

Eduardo smiled as he softly pressed his lips against hers in a kiss. "Good. We should probably catch some shut eye. Big day tomorrow."