As much as she hated to admit it, the trip from the hospital to the motel room wore her out a little. She leaned into Sam's side as she made her way into the room. She was tempted to pretend it was just cuddling, but she was pretty sure Sam wasn't buying it.

She sat down on the edge of the bed and breathed a sigh of relief. "I hate being such a wreck," she sighed.