A/N: Again, just an announcement saying that this is NOT the last chapter.

After getting some brave people to help put Drake in a hole, there was hardly a fight. That did not mean that it was anything pleasant. Drake just kept laughing as he was being tied up and put into the hole. Sam hoped Diana would be all right, if the gaiaphage was able to change people this easily, there was no hope for anyone.

Sam walked back to the house in fear of what he might find. Drake may be gone, but that didn't mean anything was better.

What Sam found, was far worse than what he expected. Diana was lying in a pool of blood that came from her abdomen. She wasn't the only one. Caine had his arm over Diana's wound, but blood was seeping from his chest. Lucas was crying from his room, but Sam couldn't move. He was never close with either of them, but Caine was his brother and Diana lived with him for three months.

Sam glanced in Lucas's direction. He would have to take care of him now, and he would have to be the one who would explain what happened today. Sam picked up Lucas, "Shh… it's ok, everything is gonna be ok."

7 months later

The moment the fayz wall went down, all the kids stood still. The gaiaphage was destroyed, and they hoped this would happen, but it came as a surprise. A breeze rolled in, and the temperature was much colder. It was November by now, three years since it started. It was luck, they had almost run out of every food option.

Sam was the first to walk forward, "Well come on." He turned around to face everyone else. The camera crew was waiting just outside the where the barrier used to be. Before there was a chance for any of them to swarm in, military cars swooped in.

"Everyone get in to a car." The man was wearing a bulletproof vest and holding a gun.

As a reflex, Sam was about to start a glow, but quickly obeyed orders after he remembered. The leader in him couldn't be held back though, "Where and why?"

The man grinded his jaw, "Facility, for questions and then you can go home."

Home, an unfamiliar word to all the kids. Immediately hundreds started to run towards the cars. Sam picked up his nephew who had grown so much over the past months. His night black hair, like his mother's, had grown in; his face started to look more and more like his father's everyday.

Sam, especially because he was holding a baby that was younger than the fayz, was badgered with more questions than most. It almost took twenty-four hours. At first, they thought that Sam was just a scared teenager, lying about how Lucas was only his nephew. Finally, after hours of retelling about Caine and Diana being the parents, and their… fate, as Sam put it they were convinced.

The strangest thing of all was how when the parents came to find their kids, Sam didn't go to his mother first, but found Caine and Diana's parents instead. Oddly enough, fitting the situation, they were standing next to each other.

Sam approached them shakily, "Excuse me, are you Caine's parents?"

They looked at the boy strangely, "Umm… yes? Do you know our son?"

Ignoring the question, Sam turned to Diana's dad, "And are you Diana's dad?"

"Yes." Diana's father answered blankly.

Sam stared at the floor before looking up, "I knew your son and your daughter, and I need to tell you something…"

Caine's mother started crying, "Oh god, he's dead isn't he?"

"I'm sorry." Sam looked at Diana's father now who maintained his expression, "They are… dead. But,"

They all looked at the baby Sam was holding now, "You have a grandson." Sam tried to smile.

Caine's mother tried to speak before Diana's father interrupted, "What? How? Diana never said she had a boyfriend!" he sounded angry.

Sam looked uncomfortable, "Well…"

"How old is he?" Caine's mother finally got her word in.

"Seven months. I was wondering if you would want to have your grandson." Sam loved his nephew more than anything, but he was too young to raise a baby.

"I'm sorry, but I will not take care of my daughter's mistake!"

Sam looked to Caine's parents almost pleadingly.

Caine's mother grasped onto her husband's arm, but he pressed his lips together, "Again, I'm sorry son, but, I have to go with Mr. Ladris's answer. This child was a mistake, and I can't take care of a mistake."

Sam was getting really upset now, "But if only you would-"

"Our answer is final. It would be wise for you to leave now."

That made Sam boil. How could they not want to even hold their grandson? Diana's father didn't even look like he cared about her death.

Sam almost turned around to yell at them when his mother grabbed his shoulder, "Sam? Oh Sam!" she was about to go in for a hug before she saw the baby he was carrying, "Sam… is this?"

He smiled for the first time in a while, "Oh no, Lucas isn't mine."

"But he looks so young, definitely not three years old."

"Mom, this is Caine's son."

Connie didn't say anything, she just stared at Lucas.

Sam spoke again, "I know, I know Caine's my brother."

"I'm so sorry-"

"Don't worry. I've had three years to process it. Meet your grandson."

Connie gave her son a smile. She took her grandson from Sam's arms, "But if Caine is the father, then who is… Diana?"

That actually made Sam laugh, "Yeah."

"I can see them both in… in…"

"Lucas."

"Lucas. Yes, I can see both Caine and Diana in him." Connie looked around, "Where are they?"

"They died, a few days after Lucas was born."

"How?"

Sam looked down. Connie could tell from his body language he didn't want to talk about it.

Connie took Sam with her free arm, "Come on, let's go home."

5 YEARS LATER

It was Lucas's fifth birthday. He had just got back from school, "Uncle Sam!"

Sam came out of the kitchen. He never went back to school, most of the older kids didn't, it was too hard after all they had been through.

Sam had his goofy smile on it, "What do you want now?"

"My birthday present." Lucas said innocently enough.

"All right I'll go get it for you."

"Actually, can I ask for something."

This happened every year since Lucas could form complete sentences, "What is it?"

Lucas looked at his feet, "I was wondering if you could tell me about my mommy and daddy again."

Sam sat down on the couch, and picked up Lucas to sit next to him. He had done this before, but every year got harder, "I first met your mom and dad when I was fourteen. We were separated at birth, so we didn't know we were even related. They came in big cars…"

"All fancy, right?" Lucas started to know the story by heart.

"Yeah, all fancy. Your dad was able to charm the whole town and became a leader."

"Mommy was there too! They were always together!"

Sam smiled at Lucas, "They were always together, it was a little annoying. Everyone was able to tell they were in love except for them. Your mom was the only one who was able to insult your dad and get away with it. First tell."

"Because he loved her!" Lucas was grinning.

"Yes, your dad really loved her."

"And mommy loved daddy too?"

"She loved him too." Sam's voice was soft, "In the end, they both sacrificed their lives for each other and you."

Lucas started to cry. This also happened every time he asked Sam to tell the story. Sam hated it, but he couldn't deny Lucas.

Sam stood up, "I'm sorry Lucas, they loved you so much you know that right?"

"I know." Lucas started biting the tip of his thumb.

Sam sighed, "I'll bring your present, ok?" he left to the other room. He dreaded the day he would have to explain to his nephew what really happened.

"Ok." Lucas was still biting his thumb when he took out a picture from his jacket's pocket. It was of his parents at some Coates Academy school event. They were sitting next to each other on the bleachers, smiling at each other. Lucas didn't know the context, but he loved that picture more than anything.

A tear rolled down his cheek. A hand wiped the tear away and rested on Lucas's cheek, but it wasn't his uncle's. The hand was much smaller and felt like a girl's hand. Lucas also felt a bigger, boy's hand on his shoulder. When Lucas looked up though, no one was there.