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Once Upon A Time and Lara

He felt a shift of energy. He looked up at Sam. "Sam energy shift around here it feels like I felt this energy somewhere but I don't know where."

Sam frowned. "Energy shift? That you felt? Could it be coming from one of our friends?"

He heard a scream. "Calla." He said. He teleported them to her. He looked down at her. "What happened." He asked.
"Help." She begged.

Sam bent down beside her, immediately healing her to keep her alive, but she could not get rid of the pain. That required stronger magic than she was capable of.

He teleported James to them. "James you have to heal Calla." He knew Calla or him didn't have much longer.
Calla felt James. She opened her eyes slowly. She got up and staggered to him. She gave him the rest of her energy she healed him. She dropped on the floor near him. "I'm sorry." She said and took her last breath.

Sam grimaced and looked away. "Seriously? Kissing? Now?" She muttered.

"Kissing?" He repeated her.



James shook his head, tears filling his eyes. "No. No, you aren't going to die. I promise. You'll be just fine." He didn't answer her about not having magic. He didn't, he had been drained. He was exhausted. He would have to rest before he gained anymore. If possible, he would have killed himself to save her, but he couldn't. He had no magic what so ever. "I love you too." he whispered.
Sam sighed. "Think we should leave them be?" She asked him.

She looked up at him and nodded her head slowly and weakly. "I'm going to try to stay awake." She said. Her breathing slow down. She couldn't speak anymore. Her eyes were filled with tears. James promised she wouldn't die and she believed everything he said. Her eyes closed and there was no going back now. Her body was dying slowly. She didn't say anything else. She was almost dead.
"Uh should we stay I mean I would feel bad for leaving if she did die." He said.

James held her gently, biting his lip. He held back the tears for her, trying to stay strong. But when she closed her eyes, he could not keep tears from spilling over and running down his cheeks. He clutched her closer, hoping for any amount of energy to return to him so he could heal her. He checked again and again, but found none within himself. "I'm so sorry." He whispered.
Sam nodded. "I suppose." She whispered. That was why she wanted to leave. She didn't want to watch her best friend die. It was too painful.

She still was breathing which was good but she didn't have much time. Her body was cold and limp. His tears were like a blanket to her a warm wet blanket. She didn't move. She believed he would find a way for her to live she would live. That's what matter right now.
"She's going to be ok." He whispered to her. "Maybe true loves kiss that works in fairy tales?" He said,

Sam nodded. "Yeah, maybe." She agreed, hugging Danny. She was afraid.
James heard them, and in desperation, he decided to try it. "Please live." He whispered, bending down and kissing her gently, lovingly.

The magic came in. She was almost there. When a dark force came into her vision. She didn't know what was happening. She wanted to scream as it shattered her connection to her body. She had to tell them that he could bring it back that James could still save her. But her body was dead. James could fix he had to.
"James there's this dark presence in here. It feels like it's cutting something off from Callas soul to her body?" He whispered. "Sam she'll be alright I promise if anything did shatter the connection with her James can fix it all he would have to is get rest."

Sam nodded, still only watching with one eye, as half of her face was pressed against Danny. "So she can be saved?" She asked nervously.

"And what's that?" He asked.

Sam frowned. "And what did he just do?" She asked, confused.

"I don't know but it worked." He said.

Sam nodded and smiled, relaxing then. "Well, now that that is all sorted out, shall we go and leave them to themselves?"

"Yes we should go eat something?" He asked.

Sam nodded and smiled, taking his hand. "Yes, that sounds nice."

"This time we shouldn't be interrupted." He asked.

Sam nodded. "Hopefully not." She agreed, walking to the kitchen with him.

He smiled. "I hope so too."

Sam looked up as James walked into the kitchen. "Seriously? And I actually thought we would have some time alone."
James raised an eyebrow. "Was I interrupting something?"

"No not at all shouldn't you be with your family upstairs?" He asked.

Sam frowned. "He was just worried about you and Calla. Right Danny?" She asked him.

He was hurt. His best friend hurt him. He got hurt plenty of times by his family but not his best friend or Sam. "Well that's the last time I ask how my best friends families is doing"

James sighed, taking a bite of his apple. "Hey, I'm sorry. Sam's right, I shouldn't have snapped. I'm just a little... on edge. That's all." He stuck his apple in his mouth as he shut the fridge, before grabbing it again. "See you guys later." He walked back up stairs and into their room again. "Hey." He said softly to Calla, sitting beside her.

She smiled at him when he walked in. "James." She said with a smile. "James your not telling me something." She said. She looked at the twins. "We are a big happy family." She paused. "James what aren't you telling me?"

James sighed. "Like I said. It is better left unsaid. But I will tell you if you really want to know." He said softly, looking down. He didn't want to tell her, but he would.

She looked up at him. "Please James." She said. "I will love you no matter what." She paused. "James I want you to tell me," she said.

James nodded. "Fine." He said softly. "The tattoos come with a price. Using up the magic when you have none always comes at a price." He sighed softly. "At night I will become something else Calla. Something you may not be able to control. It will still be me. But all of my faults will be worse, and... and my form may change."

Her faced paled. "James so everything will be ok?" She asked. "I can control I will be able to." She said. "I have faith." She said. She looked at the calendar. "James does this sound bad tonight is sirens moon again it's called a blue moon in sirens terms because normally they only come once a year. But tonight I won't be able to control myself because it's a sirens gathering which means I could either A kiss you or go for souls."

James frowned then. "I won't be able to control you Calla, I won't be able to control myself." he said softly.

She looked at him and nodded. Her eyes widen at him. "It's happening." She whispered. "I'm not going to be in control" she said.

James sighed softly. "Neither am I. What do we do?" He asked.
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Her eyes glazed over. She looked at James with a smile. She went to his lap and kissed him. She wasn't herself now.

James immediately grabbed Calla's hips and pulled her against himself, kissing her passionately. His hands wandered up over her back to her hair, wrapping around it and holding her against him.

She kissed him back. She ran her hands through his hair. She grabbed some and clenched on to it. She let her lips trail to his neck as she softly kissed his neck.

James groaned, and tried to pull her closer, he loved her lips on his neck. His hands groped over her back, tugging on her shirt. The he paused for a moment. "Careful." He breathed. "Calla... I'm... I'm not myself." He whispered, reminding her.

She didn't hear him that much. She was so focus on kissing him. She pushed against him kissing his neck a little harder. She moved her lips of to his jaw line then crashed them with his lips. She couldn't stop she liked it too much to.

James didn't protest. He moaned softly, kissing her back eagerly when she moved back up to his lips. His kiss was bordering on rough as he slowly lost control.

She needed him so much. She opened her mouth to say something but a moan came out. She pressed against him kissing him harder. She knew there wasn't much room to pressed against but she wanted to be closer to him.

James smiled when he heard her moan, and that caused him to kiss her harder, his kissing speeding up. He tugged on her shirt, wanting to take it off her. He didn't have any control right now, as he was not himself, and so he wanted to go all the way, right then and there.

She couldn't help to let out another moan. She could feel he wanted her shirt off. She wanted to say go ahead but nothing came out. She kept kissing him back as his touch was waking her body up. Her breathing was racing. She moved her hands and took his hands so they were at the hem of her shirt. She quickly moved her hands back to his hair.
Sam nodded. "Me too. Me too." She agreed, waiting as the pasta boiled.