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Once Upon A Time and Lara

"I'm sure they will be fine." He said.

Sam nodded. She looked up in his eyes. "I don't know what I would do without you."

"Me either I would go crazy." He said looking down at her.

Sam smiled, reaching up on her tip toes to kiss his cheek. "Well we wouldn't want that to happen."

"No we wouldn't." He blushed and smiled down at her. "I am crazy in love with you." He said.

Now it was Sam's turn to blush. "I-I, well..." She giggled. "You're getting better at flirting." She whispered, blushing some more.

"I was always this good." He said looking at her.m"your so cute." He said take her hand.

Sam smiled, her blush just growing brighter. "T-thank you." She managed to stammer. Her stomach was full of butterflies, and her heart was pounding, even though she had already lived with him for a long time. "You don't know what you're doing to me right now." She admitted, blushing some more an smiling shyly.

He blushed. "Yeah I do." He kissed her forehead. He teleported them back to the castle.

That comment sent hot sparks down her spine. She smiled up at him, pulling him to the bed where she promptly got onto it beside him, leaning against his shoulder. "What happened all of a sudden Danny? You are way more flirty."

"Nothing happen." He said looking at her. "I'm being myself." He whispered.

Sam smiled, kissing his cheek. "Well I really like this 'yourself'." She told him, giggling.

"Why thank you." He said smiling.

Sam grinned. "No problem Charming."

He blushed.

Sam smiled and leaned against him, sighing and closing her eyes slowly.

He blushed. "So how are you."

Sam smiled. "Happy to have you healthy, alive, and here beside me." She said, closing her eyes to drink in the warmth of the moment.

"Me too."

Sam grinned. She tipped her head up to look at him and smiled. "I am very glad you tried to kill me all those months ago."

"Me too." He smiled.

Sam leaned against him again. "Why did you become a witch hunter?" She asked, mildly interested.

Sam nodded. "I distinctly remember you telling me that you would like to hear me beg for my life before you killed me, because you liked hearing witches scream." She said, not angrily, just remembering. "Were you born into that way of thought too? Or did you actually enjoy it... killing them?"

He didn't answer.

Sam looked up at him. "It's ok. I won't be mad or anything if you did enjoy it." She said. "I would just like to know."

He still didn't answer.

"Danny?" Sam asked.

He didn't reply.

Sam frowned. "Are you purposely ignoring me?"

"I don't want to answer that." He whispered.

Sam nodded. "You don't have to if you don't want to." She said softly. "You know I don't mind though, if you do tell me. Nothing would change how much I love you. I knew what you were from the moment I met you." She told him encouragingly.

"Yes." He whispered. "I did." He said looking at her.

Sam nodded, looking down at the bed. "I figured you might have." She said softly. She looked up at him, wondering how such a sweet boy could have enjoyed killing anything. "It's a wonder you fell in love with me Danny. But I am so glad you did. Because I am utterly in love with you." She said, leaning against him again. It was weird to think that the same arms she felt safe in had ended so many lives.

"I'm sorry." He whispered. "I'm sorry." He said again.

Sam shook her head, hugging him. "No, its ok." She said. "I still love you, and I would love you no matter what." She said, starting to cry for some reason. "Even if you were a bloody serial killer. I love you Danny." She said, crying into his shirt.

He smiled. "I'm glad you still like me." He whispered looking at her.

Sam smiled weakly, "Of course I do." She was still crying, and she couldn't stop. She was remembering her parents and friends and everyone else who had died. "I'm sorry. I'm not crying about you. I'm just thinking about everyone I lost, and..." She kept crying again, hiding her face against him.

He smiled at her. "It's ok now."

Sam nodded. She curled up against him, waiting for her tears to stop. "Hold me Danny, please." She whispered, wanting to feel safe.

"Sorry we can't do that." They laughed. She went back to her the castle and cried. She did all that for nothing.
"Something is wrong. Something happened. That wasn't suppose to happen" he said looking at her.

Sam looked up at him. "What happened? What's wrong?" She asked, very worried.

"They took them and I was going to stay with him and he said divorce and they kept them after they said if I let him go and I threw my ring at him and now he hates me and I my heart is broke" she kept rambling. She saw them died. She started scream.
They teleported to James. "James Calla needs you they lied to her about something. They kept them and she keeps saying how they are dead. That's she's alone."
Calla was laying with her eyes open. She was shaking. "No they are dead. I need James. I need him tell him I was going to chose him."

"James, you don't understand, she didn't mean-"
"She knew what she was doing. Now go away!" He shouted.

"Calla talk to us. James help her."
"I need him they want him. I must save him he's only thing I have left. They want him dead. They killed them. They want him dead. I was protecting them but I was wrong."

Sam swallowed hard. "What are we going to do now? Calla obviously thinks that James is in some sort of danger. Do you think she's right?"

"Tell him I'm sorry. Tell him I was trying to save him." She stopped breathing. She stopped moving.
"Calla no." He teleported her to James. "I know you don't care. I thought you would want to say good bye to her. I'm sorry someone did this to her."
Little did Danny and Sam know her vision came true she was dead.

Sam was staring at Calla's body, her own self trembling violently. She ran over to Calla's side. "No! Calla! You can't die. Please no!" She hugged her, crying softly.

"James no. Listen you can't do that. She needs you to heal her. James listen just listen. She says sorry. James you can't let her die."
Sam nodded slowly. "I hope you're right." she whispered. "We need him. We're like the fantastic four, and without our, well, I guess he'd be the leader... we're one short." She held on to him.