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Sam took great delight in frequently asking 'are we nearly there yet?' as they travelled. Then his attention was rather sharply drawn by all the snow and ice around San Francisco.

Then his attention was even more sharply drawn by the sudden storm that picked up, tossing them around. Their landing was ... rather rough. They hit a tree, among other things.

Twenty minutes later, Sam is shivering from the cold as he inspects the engine of the car.
"Why is everything so cold here?" It is, indeed, very cold. San Francisco appears to be not only utterly wrecked, but also entirely deserted and covered in snow (almost up to Sam's knees) and frost. After a moment's staring at the engine. "Guys, we're going to need a bunch of new parts for this thing."

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From down the road a voice is yelling,

"Sam, where the bloody 'ell 'ave ye gone?!"

She pouts at him,

"Not my servant, simply my lover, dear heart, and think of the rewards for due service."

She presses against him again, her hand finding and caressing his desire.

"You make a convincing argument. But, still - kriff no, I'm not that stupid." Abruptly, he dissolves into gold mist, swirling around her before he materialises behind her, clamping his hands on her shoulder and blasting magical flames out of the palms of his hands.

He doesn't stop to look and see how well that works. He covers his mouth with one hand as he starts coughing blood, and runs for the horse, jumping on it. Only then does he realise that he doesn't know how to ride a horse.

He'll just try and make it gallop in Will's direction.

Her screams of pain follow him as the horse is spooked by the new person on its back and at least its galloping in the right direction since soon a shock of red hair appears,

"Sam!!"

"Will!" Okay, Sam is getting off this horse, it's crazy. He briefly dissolves again, the cloud twisting around to land near Will before turning into Sam once more.

He promptly sets a hand on Will to support himself and hacks up rather a lot of blood onto the snow.

The horse just keeps running as Will comes over to support Sam,

"Do ye need anythin' an did she 'urt ye?"

"No, no, she just wanted me to be her lover for the rest of my life. Regular stuff, really." Beat. "I, er, attacked first. I figured she wouldn't be too pleased with me fleeing."

"Was for the best. 'ad a chance to climb a tree an can see an island that's got think towers an stuff on it, probably where they took Kate. Lean on me an we'll get 'er an leave this damned place."

"Do we have any iron?" Sam asks. "It'd make things much easier."

"Oh aye, picked some up on the way."

Will's now holding a tire iron and some broken wrought iron work that he found.

"Good." The coughing fit subsides and Sam straightens up. "Let's go, then."

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