A/N: Sorry it took so long for me to update, I've been out of reach with civilization for a while now. No internet basically. So imagine my utter delight when I look in my inbox and find zillions of reviews. Only one of them was negative, and it did say in the summary that it contained incest, so it's your own fault that you didn't heed the warning. Anyways, here's the update…one of several. Enjoy!!
Samantha sat in the doctor's office as she nervously awaited the test results the doctor had called her in to discuss. She was alone, like usual, but this time was different from those countless others—this time she wished she had someone to draw strength from. Her mind automatically dredged up thoughts and images of the past week, which had been filled with so much laughter and love and freedom, that Sam had forgotten about the bleak truth of her life; the Cancer that raged a war upon her body. She knew that David would have wanted to be there with her, and knew that he would be slightly disappointed in the fact that he hadn't been able to protect her, but she dismissed these thoughts quickly; squaring her shoulders as the doctor came out into the waiting room. 'Time to face the music, I guess'
David paced anxiously around the lobby of the cavern as the sun finally disappeared from the sky. He'd awoken to find that Sam was not beside him in their private bedchamber and had immediately become worried when he couldn't connect with her via their mental bond. So he'd resorted to pacing, and just as Paul was about to throw something at him in an attempt to make him stop, Sam had appeared in the entrance way that lead outside. Her eyes were puffy and red from crying, but her demeanor was stiff and she moved with a stiffness that caused David's heart to clench. "Sam—?" She sat on the dilapidated couch and finally, the dams broke. Her sobs wracked her body, and the entire Pack watched the strength they had come to admire in her wither and die under the onslaught of her grief.
David jumped over the pit in the middle of the room and scooped Sam up into his arms. 'What's happened, Sam?' His voice inside her head calmed her enough so that her tears turned to hiccups and her bleary eyes could focus on her brother's face. 'I'm—gods David…I'm dying. I'm sorry…so sorry……' Sobs wracked her body again as David simply held her; trying to wrap his mind around the information she had just divulged. Tightening his embrace, David relayed the news to the rest of the Pack, and they collectively came together in an attempt to sooth the young girl in their Sire's arms. Sam sniffled as she felt several pairs of arms wrap around her and hold her close. Lifting her head, she found that the rest of the Pack had gathered around her and David and much to her surprise were embracing the pair. At once, Sam felt calm; a warmth surrounding her like she'd never felt before. Tears drying on her face she reached out and touched each Pack mate's mind with her own, though she found it to be slightly more difficult than she had thought. Each one of them smiled at her and pressed a kiss to her temple before moving back to watch.
David smiled lovingly at her, and the rest of the Pack, then rose; setting Sam on her feet. "We'll work something out, Sam…no leaving remember?" A smile lit up her face as she remembered that night when she'd made him promise that there'd be no more leaving, and she knew that he wouldn't let her die. Not if her brother had anything to say about it. That night was spent in the Pack's normal fashion: terrorizing the boardwalk, partying right until dawn, and making sure their Princess had a ball. Upon their return to the Cave, the Pack settled into their own chambers instead of the lobby. David placed Sam on their bed then joined her on the satin sheets; hands aimlessly roaming her curves and dips of her body. Sam moved restlessly beneath his inquisitive fingers; moaning as they massaged and prodded at her aching muscles. "David—" She gasped as his hands traveled up her torso and cupped her breasts through the material of her bra. David's face broke out into a smirk as his head dipped to sample the taste of her exposed skin; eliciting another breathy moan from his sister. "You're not dying, love…I wont let you. Eternity, remember?" His voice was a hoarse whisper as his mouth laved attention on her sensitive skin. As his hands explored and removed her clothing, Sam's hands shakily explored his own body; nails raking down his back as his finger gave a teasing flick at her clit. Gathering some composure, Sam dragged David's face to hers and claimed his mouth in a hot and needy kiss. Having had enough stalling, David tore the rest of her clothes from her body, then quickly rid himself of his own annoying garments. Sam pulled his finally nude body atop hers and eagerly explored the pale skin presented to her; savoring each and every reaction she received in return. David rolled over and pulled her onto him and she wasted no time getting comfortable. His cock unerringly found her entrance and when she slid herself fully onto him, David groaned at the heat of her. Sam started a tantalizingly slow pace, then quickened her motions, only to slow them down as David began to arch into her thrusts.
With a growl, David flipped them over once more and roughly pushed back inside of her. Sam screamed as he hit that spot that nearly sent her over the edge, but David wouldn't let her come that easily. No, his little sister would have to work for her orgasm, prove to him and herself that she was alive, and was going to remain so. Sam sobbed as he repeatedly brought her to the edge, only to back off, and soon, she was rocking her hips up to meet his incoming thrusts; creating her own rhythm that shook her body, bringing her own orgasm screaming through her bloodstream and setting her body ablaze.
Afterwards, when David had cradled her still trembling body to his own, Sam had pressed a kiss into the crook of his neck and muttered sleepily, "Thank you, David…thank you for—" He silenced her with a kiss, "You don't need to thank me, love. I keep my promises. Now, get some sleep. We'll talk about everything tomorrow." With a sleep leaden nod, Sam snuggled closer to him, then succumbed to the pull of sleep.
Raising a prayer to a God he thought he'd long forgotten, David asked for reassurance that all would be well for his sister and his Pack. With a sigh, he too closed his eyes and followed his darling sister into the oblivion of sleep.