A/N: Okay. First and foremost, this story is COMPLETE. And I cry every time I read it so you will need tissues. Again, this was originally a role play with Zelda so half the credit to her! I hope you enjoy this and try not to cry too hard. I'll post a chapter a day.

Chapter Twelve

Oliver had blown half the building apart after a few men tried to attack them, and Gene was holding onto him, balancing out his power. "Lin, Yasuhara, free the others that have been held prisoner here. Gene, come with me, I think I know where she is."

Sam made sure to get away from his room as soon as the men ran off. He didn't think about the fact that his door was left open. He only wanted to get to Olivia and protect her.

He had heard the explosions and knew her father was here to get her. He would look after her until they reached her. He slipped into her room and went for her in the corner.

"It's okay…I think your dad is here," he said quietly, "I'll protect you until he gets here."

Olivia pulled Sam closer. She… felt safe with him. It was almost like having her father with her.

Soon, Oliver and Gene both came walking into the room Olivia had been kept in. Noll saw the boy practically covering her, as if to shield her from any possible threat.

He was reminded of himself for a moment.

"Olivia," he said softly, kneeling down next to the boy and his daughter.

Sam swallowed. This must be her father. So he moved aside, leaning against the wall. He watched as the twin moved over as well, checking her for injuries. Sam felt thankful and surprised when both twins glanced at him as if to see if he was okay as well.

Then movement caught his eye.

Sam turned in time to see one of the scientists enter in anger and raise a gun, pointing it at the back of one of the twins. Sam wasn't sure who was Oliver and who was Gene…but he didn't want Olivia to lose someone she cared for.

Something about her called to him and he wanted her happy. So he jumped up and managed to get between the gunman and the twin in the path of it. He knocked both twins down as the gun went off. He gasped as the bullet ripped through him and hit the wall behind him.

Sam collapsed a bit, and Olivia immediately took him into her arms. Lin had finally appeared and restrained the scientist, taking his gun. Olivia watched with wide eyes as the bullet hole seemed to draw blood back in before it knitted itself together without even a scar left behind.

Shocked, Oliver turned his head. Gene could have been killed… Olivia could have been killed… He could have been killed.

He looked at Sam, impressed by his ability, but more so by his bravery. He then glanced at Olivia again for a moment, and helped the boy up.

"Gene," he said, "take Olivia."

Gene nodded. He helped her stand and then lifted her into his arms, ignoring her protests. He stepped past and began to carry her out of there. Sam looked up at Oliver, and swallowed.

This was what he had dreamed for a long time…since he was a little boy. That the great Oliver Davis would find him and bring him to safety. Granted, he knew the only reason he was there was because of Olivia.

But it looked like he wasn't going to be left behind or forgotten like he had been for so long.

"Sir?" Sam asked, "Are you alright?"

"I should be the one asking you that, now shouldn't I?" He made sure Sam was leaning against him as he moved from the room.

"May I ask for your name?" He wanted to thank this boy properly for not only taking the bullet, but showing his daughter kindness, and trying to keep her safe. He saw enough with his psychometry to know of this boy, and his interaction with his daughter.

Sam nodded. "Samuel. But…I would like to be called Sam. It's been a while since someone called me by name."

He leaned on Oliver Davis, cursing the fact that his abilities weaken him the more serious the injury.

Noll nodded his head, allowing the boy to put more weight on his shoulder.

"Thank you… Sam, for what you have done." He looked ahead to see Olivia clinging to Gene as they both walked. "Do you have a family?" He asked. If the answer was no… he could take this boy back to England. This boy had been through so much pain, and if he didn't have anywhere to go… Oliver knew how that felt, not having a home. It was the least he could offer Sam.

Sam looked at Oliver curiously and shook his head. "No I don't…I've never had one. I think that's why I was here so long. No on missed me…"

"You have one now," Noll said quietly. He was easily able to relate.

Sam's eyes widened. "I-I couldn't…please…I don't want to be a bother…"

His lip twitched. "Someone I care very deeply about said the same thing." He glanced at Sam and once they were outside he helped the boy sit down int the car.

"Olivia," he turned his head as he called his daughter. "Stay here with Sam while the others and myself speak with the police."

Olivia nodded. She moved until she was next to Sam. She smiled softly.

"Hello…I'm Olivia Davis," she said quietly.

Sam smiled at her. "I'm Samuel. You can call me Sam."

Olivia smiled. "Sam… I like that." She patted the top of his head gently, like her father always had with her.

Sam chuckled. Really? Patting the top of his head? He was twenty-two last he checked.

"Are you okay? They didn't get to you, right?" he asked worriedly.

Olivia pulled her hand back as she shook her head. "Ah… Sorry, my father and mother used to do that to me a lot… Guess it feels natural." She blushed.

Sam smiled and nodded. "It's okay…I'm also not really used to touch…well the good kind anyways. But…you can teach me to not be scared."

Sam then blushed red. "I-I don't mean in like an inappropriate way or anything! I meant like…my hands or my shoulder or–"

Her cheeks turned an even darker shade of pink. "Uh… I… I know what you mean." She took his hand.

Noll turned his head for a moment to see both young adults blushing. He couldn't help chuckle to himself. He wondered if the others felt the way he did now as he looked on at his daughter with Sam.

A/N: Review please! One more chapter!