(for Sam and Michael Knight, but also open)

[bloodofthehunt]

She'd meant to find Oz first; as Willow's maker, her former lover and friend, if anyone had the right to be told what had happened, he did. However, a quick search showed her that the young man wasn't on Earth. Cerridwen's eyes narrowed as she caught a glimpse of where he was. Now wasn't the time to distract him

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[oldestbeloved]

Sam wanted a nap. Wanted to sleep for a week, as he'd told Wes. There were still too many things to do.

Right now he was in the library, looking through books he shouldn't have been except that Knight had started to worry him. At least as far as timestream integrity was concerned.

[bloodofthehunt]

She found him, finally, and hesitated, thinking how to broach the subject.
"Sam." Softly, "How...are things?"

[oldestbeloved]

He looked up at her, smiled a little. "Hectic, as always. Could be better. How are things with you?"

[bloodofthehunt]

"Much the same." She winced. "I...was asked to come speak to you in what you might call my 'official' capacity, this time." Not that she typically does this, but the situation's not typical.