Chapter 12

Helen looked through the microscope at the test sample. Disappointed she leaned back in the chair. This was the third time she'd tested Sam's blood against a simple virus. She was hoping that the white cell abnormality would be able to cure the virus. Unfortunately, it did nothing. She finally decided that the answer must be within Sam, not just her blood.

There was a knock on the door of the lab, Sam stood in the doorway.

"Henry said you would have something for my headache," she said.

"Yes, please come in." Helen said getting up from the chair. "How long have you been feeling ill?"

"It's just a headache. It's nothing unusual. I get them when I'm overwhelmed, when I'm around a lot of people." She walked into the room.

"I see." Helen went to the medicine cabinet, unlocked it and retrieved acetaminophen for Sam. "How is David feeling?"

"He's fine." Sam didn't want to talk about what had happened the day before. "He slept in this morning. I'm sure that helped."

"Please let me know if your headache doesn't go away or gets worse." Helen handed Sam the medication. She sat back on the chair. "I was wondering if I could speak to you about your healing ability."

"Sure," Sam didn't mind the change in subject.

"I found something interesting in your white blood cells. I was hoping to find a way to synthesize your cells. They are amazing. You could be that answer to many diseases and viruses."

"Look, I'm not going to be a human guinea pig, so don't ask." Sam told her, knowing that Helen was excited about her find.

"I understand. I would like you to consider the option however; you may be able to save thousands."

"Fine, I'll think about it." Sam said quickly. "Thanks for the meds." She turned and left the room before Helen could say anything more.

Sam paced in her room. David had slept in her room again last night. He wouldn't leave her alone. Tonight he was not going to do that. She wanted to sleep, she felt overwhelmingly exhausted. She wanted to sleep until she couldn't sleep any longer. Staring out the window, she thought about the past week. How she had killed the man in the woods back home. If Will and Henry hadn't come to their cabin, would this have happened?

As she stood thinking about things, there was a knock on her door. She didn't answer. She stood staring out the window at New City. The knock continued, a little louder this time. She rolled her eyes, knowing that she'd better answer it. She already knew it was Will, just by the calmness in him. He always seemed to be calm for some reason. Not surprised about the things that went on around them.

"Yes?" She said coldly.

"We need to talk," he said walking into the room.

"Now what?" she walked to the bed and flopped down on it.

"You need to talk about what happened."

"No I don't."

"It will help you feel better if you talk about it." Will closed the door behind him. She could feel that he was determined and was afraid of something.

"What do you want me to tell you?" She raised her voice. She was getting angry.

"Let's start with what happened before they brought me into the room with you."

"Nope." Sam never wanted to return to that time in her mind. She was already angry today, this was going to be difficult, she could already tell. She could still feel Gallagher's presence.

"Alright, how are you feeling about what happened?"

"I'm fine," she said bluntly.

"That's not an answer." Walking to the chair by the bed, Will sat down, he asked her again. "How do you feel about it, really?"

"It doesn't matter, it's over." She felt rage building inside her. Was this from Gallagher or was this her own anger. She was having a hard time distinguishing the emotions around her. She turned away from Will.

"Sam, you hurt people," he said softly.

"I know what I did!" She stood up, walked across the room and stared at the wall.

"We need to talk about that."

"Go away!" She growled at him.

"Not until we talk about this." He tried to stay calm.

Sam grabbed the closest thing to her, David's bag and threw it at Will. He jumped off the chair.

"Hey!"

"I said go away!" Sam was angry. She picked up her bag and threw it in his direction, missing him on purpose.

"No, I'm not leaving."

Henry was walking down the hall toward Sam's room when he heard the commotion. He could hear Sam yelling at someone. He ran down the hall to see what was wrong. There was a crash, glass breaking. Before he reached the door there was another thud, this time it was against the door itself. Rushing into the room, he opened the door.

He saw Sam standing across the room with another lamp in her hand. She was ready to throw it at the door again. Henry noticed Will standing on the other side of the door. Henry heard the glass crunching under his shoes as he walked into the room.

"What's going on in here?" he asked. "Sam what's the matter?"

"Get out of my room!" she demanded. "Leave me alone!" The lamp left her hand, flew across the room and hit the dresser next to Henry. He jumped away from the shattering glass and ceramic pieces.

"You need to calm down," Will said, walking toward Sam.

"No! You need to leave!" she yelled.

"Dude, what'd you say to her?" Henry said, looking at Will.

"Nothing." Will continued to walk toward Sam. Henry walked around the other direction. They knew what she was capable of, but didn't expect her to turn on them. "Look at me Sam. It's alright. You're safe here. No one's going to hurt you."

"He's still here. I can feel him." Sam said slowly. She turned toward the window. Both Henry and Will took this opportunity to move closer to Sam. They were within reach of her, but chose not to touch her.

"I can't…" she paused.

"What?" Will said. "You can't what?"

"Nothing," she said quietly. Henry placed his hands on her shoulders. She turned to face him. Burying her face in his chest, she sobbed. He held her tight, allowing the tears to flow.

Henry looked over the scans again. The security cameras showed everything was fine, but there was a new flux in the EM shield for a split second. He wondered if Druitt had tried to teleport into the Sanctuary. There was no sign of him anywhere though.

"Doc," he said into the walkie talkie. "Something is showing up on our security scans."

"Please tell me it's not Druitt." She replied.

"No, no sign of him." Henry continued to scan the Sanctuary for anything unusual. "I can see a new heat signature in the courtyard, but there's nothing on the cameras. Want me to go check it out?"

"Yes, Henry. Take Kate with you as well. Watch your back."