Faith had to stifle her giggle in Sam's shoulder, inwardly loving Michael's reaction and how well he seemed to know Sam, at least in the future.
"You've been told," she murmured as she slipped one arm around Michael's shoulders and kept the other around Sam. A family. Unconventional for sure, but still a family. Sam was safe and she promised to whichever Powers might be listening that there was no way Eve was getting her bitchy little claws into Michael. Not in this time, not in whichever future time he came from, not ever.
"See," she reached to drop a kiss on the top of Michael's head. "Told you I'd get him back." She grinned playfully. "And in one piece too."
She remained where she was, hugging them both for a few moments before she realized she was close to actually falling asleep standing up, her head leaning against Sam's shoulder. Reluctant as she was to make Michael move until he wanted, there was still a danger of her falling over on top of him if they didn't sit down. "So, you want that hot chocolate now?"