She would have laughed if she had the energy for it.

"House, family, normal life... You really think that's gonna work out?" She'd tried to get out once. Had gotten a pretty decent offer from Giles. It sure as hell hadn't worked for her because here she was now, in the game as much as ever.

"Yeah. I got a letter." Whatever smart ass retort that might have been about to follow lodged in her throat and she had to swallow. Whatever it was that had been going on with her and Sam was... what the hell was it? And had whatever it was been enough to warrant a Dear John letter? Nothing made sense.