AN: I got an idea! And since I still seem to be getting reviews and faves on this story I might as well continue! But first I need to make a couple of changes to the character's appearances. First of all Sinclair's armor is a steel blue color and instead of his helmet visor glowing yellow, it glows orange. He is armed with the weapon that Lamb gave him, a fully upgraded Launcher, as well as Delta's Drill. Since Sinclair has a similar suit color to Sigma, I am going to have him start out with the Telekinesis plasmid as well as the already named Houdini plasmid. The only change I'm making to Eleanor is that her ADAM Syringe is mounted to her right arm instead of her left. It kind of makes more sense to me since throughout the series plasmid wielders use their left hand to fire off their plasmids. Anyway, thank you for all of your comments and praise! Let the story continue! ~Cryoshock123~

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Chapter III: Sanctuary

Eleanor was thoroughly surprised, she didn't know what she was expecting Sinclair's face to look like under the orange glow of his visor. Maybe something similar to her father's face perhaps? But she wasn't expecting the face of a somewhat normal human being to be staring back at her. Sinclair's portraits didn't do him justice, he was much more handsome in person. Even though his short brown hair was ruffled and caked with blood and sweat, even though his skin was very pale, even though he had bags under his warm hazel eyes, Eleanor found his face captivating. Sinclair felt as if a spear was driven through his heart when Eleanor did nothing but stare at him with wide sapphire eyes, like she was disgusted but fascinated by his face. He swallowed down his sadness and forced a smile on his face.

"Jeesh, I didn't think I looked that bad." Sinclair spoke halfheartedly. He turned to leave, heading for the bathysphere's bathroom, he just wanted to be alone right now, get use to the fact that he was now a monster. Eleanor shook herself from her daze and quickly ran up to Sinclair and put his form in a crushing bear hug. Sinclair stiffened at the contact.

"Sinclair, you're not ugly! Other than being in desperate need of a tan, you're face is normal. I'm sorry for staring, it's just that I wasn't expecting to…"

Sinclair raised an eyebrow as he turned his head to look into Eleanor's eyes as best he could.

"Expecting to…what?" Sinclair asked, his neck getting a cramp already. Eleanor blushed but quickly swallowed down her shyness.

"I just wasn't expecting to find such a handsome man behind that mask of yours." The words came out sweet and sultry from her mouth, she didn't know what she was thinking saying that to him but it was to late to take them back now. Sinclair's hazel eyes went wide with shock at her comment and a small blush was noticeable on his cheeks.

"Uhhh, w-well t-thanks Ellie." Sinclair muttered shyly. Eleanor mentally praised herself for making the huge metal man before her blush like a school boy-Wait…did he call her Ellie? She smirked at the nickname, this will fix him good.

"No problem…Daddy."

Sinclair's shocked expression and huge blush was to much and Eleanor burst into a fit of giggles, dislodging herself from him.

"Heh, heh, heh, I-I'm sorry, heh, heh, I j-just couldn't help myself!"

Sinclair gave Eleanor a playful glare.

"What ya go and say that for! Ya nearly-" Sinclair was cut off when he was besieged upon by eight little toddlers. The one that had previously been trying to force feed him a carrot shoved said carrot in his mouth. She grinned ear to ear.

"Eat your vegetables Daddy! Remember, you got to keep up your strongyness!" The little red head chirped.

Sinclair grumbled as he munched on the carrot. His eyebrow twitched when Eleanor clutched her sides, trying to stop her giggling fit. Sinclair just rolled his eyes and leaned lazily on a nearby wall. He looked to the form of Sofia Lamb who was still laying on the floor, staring at him with fear and…accomplishment?

"Eh, (munch, munch, much), what's up doc?" Sinclair asked, causing not only the little ones to laugh hysterically but Eleanor as well.

"Hah, hah, hah, good one!" Eleanor laughed. Sofia Lamb however just quirked an eyebrow, not understanding why he was referencing childish cartoons. Sinclair finished his carrot and his friendly gaze soon turned serious.

"Alright all bad jokes aside, I really want to now what's going on. Why am I not all deformed and beastly like a real Big Daddy should be?" Sinclair questioned. Eleanor was wondering this as well and so paid much attention her mother's words. Sofia gave Sinclair a arrogant smirk.

"Subject Omega, you represent the final evolution of the Alpha Series line. ADAM's physical and mental degrading effects only start to surface only when you take more and more ADAM…but don't ingest enough to keep back the next tide. You Omega are not as spliced up or as strong as the other Alpha Series for I only injected you with the Sports Boost, Sports Boost two, AND the newly developed Sports boost three as well Armored Shell and Armored Shell two. Not to mention your two plasmids. A true Alpha Series goes through extensive gene therapy, becoming spliced up to the point of not even being considered human anymore. I found that process…unnecessary. You are strong enough, fast enough, smart enough, and keep all of your human intelligence, no need to go through the whole process."

Sinclair hated how she referred to him as Omega but kept his mouth shut, he needed to at least be able to co exist in the same room with her for Eleanor's sake. Sinclair just nodded.

"Thank you for all of ya information." He said sarcastically, making the blonde haired woman's eyebrow twitch. "Eleanor…what should we do with your father's body…"

Eleanor's form went rigid and her face grew downcast. Sinclair could see that her form was shaking slightly and before she fully burst into tears, he enveloped her into a gentle caring hug. Eleanor sniffled, as well as the other girls, aware that although Sinclair smelled and even looked like their Daddy, he was a different Daddy altogether.

"I-I'm sorry Sinclair. (Sniff) I-I'm still…"

Sinclair sighed and caressed the back of Eleanor's head gently, affectionately. He couldn't have her crying.

"Don't feel so blue kiddo. I know that it's probably not much but we can give him a proper burial at sea."

Eleanor sniffled, finding herself leaning into Sinclair's embrace.

"I-I'd like that, he deserves so much more." She whispered.

"I don't think he would want anything more."

Eleanor looked up into Sinclair's hazel eyes confusingly.

"What do you mean?"

Sinclair for awhile just stood there, staring into Eleanor's sapphire eyes with his hazel orbs, holding her in his huge strong arms, before shifting his gaze to a window; to the sea outside.

"Delta knew he was going to die. He said that to me within my mind when he had hypnotized me. He said that the only thing that he wished to gain…no, that he wished to give you was your freedom." Sinclair couldn't help but smirk. "A Father will do whatever it takes to make his little girl happy and Johnny Burrow was an excellent father indeed."

Eleanor's puffy red eyes widened.

"W-was that my father's name?" She stuttered out. Sinclair nodded.

"Yes, I thought that you had the right to know. You should also know that he has folks back in Georgia as well. A mother, a father, and two sisters. He even had a wife waitin for his return. I just recently dug up all this information during me and old Johnny's trip to Persephone. When I read it all I felt like such a-"

Eleanor sighed.

"Sinclair don't say it."

"Say what? Jackass?"

Eleanor couldn't help but chuckle as Sinclair held her in his caring embrace.

"I should bop you upside the head for using profanity in front of the children but I'll let it slide…for now."

Sinclair grinned on the outside but on the inside he was furiously thinking of ways to make this girl, and the eight others in his care, happy. They needed guidance, they needed happiness. Johnny's final wish was for him to protect these girls with his life, and as the man who had taken his voice, his identity, and his humanity he had to uphold that wish. Rapture was traumatizing, it's memory would forever be burned into all of their brains…

"But that doesn't mean we have to lay down and stop living."

Eleanor lifted her head from Sinclair's chest and looked at him curiously.

"Did you say something?"

Sinclair awakened himself from his daze and shook his head.

"Nothin Ellie, nothin at all. Let's all head outside, ol Johnny needs to be properly put to rest."

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Eleanor stood there, staring at her father's body, her right hand clutching Sinclair's left tightly and a thorny rose was held gently between the fingers of her left hand. The eight little ones all stood behind them, their eyes moistening with tears. Even Sofia Lamb stood amongst them, yet her face was unreadable. Eleanor had placed her father's hands on his chest and had re attached his helmet, tears threatened to spill forth from her eyes.

"Ellie, would you like to say something first?" Sinclair asked. He knew this was hard for her, a bond between an Alpha and his Sister was a powerful thing, to have it broken not once but twice must have been traumatizing for her. Eleanor took a breath and nodded. Her gaze wandered to the rose she held loosely between her fingers, a gift from her father…

A gift for the yellow eyed girl.

Eleanor placed the rose on her father's chest then took a step back. Then to Sinclair's surprise, she began to sing.

I need more affection than you know

Utopia is in you and I

Angels in the sky

I need more affection than you know

A sanctuary, my sanctuary, oh

Where fears and lies, melt away

Music inside

I need more affection than you know

What's left of me, what's left of me now

I watch you

Fast asleep

All I fear means nothing

Utopia is in you and I

Deep blue skies

I need more affection than you know

A sanctuary, my sanctuary, oh

Where fears and lies melt away

Music can tie

I need more affection than you know

What's left of me, what's left of me

So many ups and downs

My heart's a battleground

I need true emotions

I need more affection than you know

I need to know what true love is you know

You show me how to see

That nothing is whole

And nothing is broken

In you and I there's a paradise

Clear blue skies

I need more affection than you know

A sanctuary, my sanctuary, yeah!

Where the fears and the lies float away

Music inside

I need more affection than you know

What's left of me, what's left of me now…

Is a husk, a simple shell of my former self

I am lost, I can't find my way

Do you know, can you help me track my lost soul

I am lost, I can't see you

See me, see me crying on my knees asking please…

Can you save me from drowning

And so you did, you showed me the infinite blue skies

Then like that you simply died

My fears, my lies

Under the blue sky

I need more affection then you know

That melody, that song…was all that needed to be said. Sinclair didn't waste his breath.

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"Eleanor, are you sure you want me to have these? They belonged to-"

"I know who they belonged to you git, and yes I want you to have them. He would have wanted you to take them as well." Eleanor was surprised, but also moved, by Sinclair's reluctance to take her father's many weapons from his person. She could understand… Every shot from his Rivet Gun, every swing of his Drill, a piece of her father was in each one of those weapons.

All the more reason to make sure they don't waste away at the bottom of the sea.

Sinclair, though reluctant, nodded his head.

"Ellie, how long do ya think it will be till we hit land?"

Eleanor's face grew thoughtful as she walked over to the bathysphere's navigation systems.

"Hard to say," She said as she squinted her sapphire eyes. "The radar systems are fried and the compass is shot."

"Ah hell, this is gonna be so freaken dull. Out in the middle of the ocean, with just a bunch of water…and nothin much else."

Eleanor gave Sinclair a grin.

"Well, I'm sure I can scrape up some form of entertainment for you Sinclair. Just let me set us on a course to London. I'm not looking forward to settling in Iceland or Greenland." Both the places were cold as hell and Eleanor didn't agree with the cold at all. When it got cold, she got irritable. Maybe it had something to do with her ridiculously over powered Incinerate plasmid? Who knows.

"Sounds like a plan to me! Then we're all gettin on a plane and going to America! I have a nice cozy oh sanctuary in Georgia. Quiet, relaxing, and a huge open field in the back. And when those stars light up the night sky, oh Eleanor you have got see it! I have to say that it's a beauty that rivals yours-" Sinclair's eyes went wide and his mouth instantly clamped up. Eleanor gazed at him curiously, the eight little ones as well as Sofia doing the same.

"What were you about say?" Eleanor asked coyly, a raven colored eyebrow raised. Sinclair blushed then looked away.

"Nothin, nothin at all."

Eleanor looked him up and down before shrugging.

"Whatever you say, Dada, whatever you say…"

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AN: The song that Eleanor sings is a slightly modified version of the song 'Sanctuary' from Kingdom Hearts II. So did you like the chapter? Hate it? Please, REVIEW!