Muscles straining against the material binding him, Sam growled out in frustration when he realized that there was absolutely no way he was going to be able to physically tear his way free. He had to admit that this wasn't the first time that he had been knocked unconscious, but at the moment it was quickly turning into the most infuriating of them all. Waking up in the middle of an abandoned town? Sure, no problem. At least he could use his legs then. And while Azazel had been the culprit behind that fun trip to Disneyland, at least he had played it the smart way by keeping out of Sam's hair. Here, wherever this was, Sam was staring right into the face of the bitch that had snatched him up off the streets. Eve.
She certainly had not been a fun thing to wake up to.
Sam was working up a remark, but was surprised to find someone else had beat him to it. His attention switched from Eve to the second figure: Jacen. Brow furrowed, Sam shot him a brief look of frustration and confusion before he found himself glaring back off at Eve. What did she want from them, of all people? Were they bait? Was she trying to lure in AI? The Slayers? Faith? Buffy?
He struggled against his binds again. When they didn't give, he snapped out with a, "what the hell is going on?"