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Realistic or Modern Severed Sisters

James led her to there room and closed the door behind her the he whent and pulled out the top droar and dumped it on the bed before puting her pants in it neatly and pushing it in then he pulled out the bottom drawer and stared buting all his pants in the empty friar there then he shook his head and pulled it out and dipped them on the bed agan and took her dresses from her and folded them into the drawer before puting it away and the folded his pants and put them in a signal stall on top of the dresser next to the medical bag. Then he turns and gave Samantha a sheepishly smile.

Bell said "I will but, in a little but this feels ... the opistit of pain and danger... it's nice, right? And... I dont know the other one".safe she was trying to tell him she felt safe with him.
 
“The opposite of danger?... calm safe..” he spoke lightly and felt her forehead again, worried more than ever. It was still hot to the touch. He placed rag on it. “You should probably lay down Bell..”

Samanrha smiled at him, sweetly. “James... I can find another place for those... it’s your drawer.. your cabinet..” she smiled and moved to his pants. She stood on her tip toes to grab his pants and held them in her hand.
 
(Its about hip/belly button height) "I'll request a different set on the grounds we are sharing, it will be temporary." He signed like that was his plan but realy he was going to leave it like that. It was fine by him. "Not Mine, ours" he signed then took the pants and put then down then Kised her forehead. "You need to eat soon, but I will let you make your tray so you can pick how much." Then he kised her cheek and gave her a smile.

Bell nodded bit before letting go she whispered "that is you, safe and warm, fur blanket infront of nice fire, safe and warm" then she let go smiling and layed back down only to sit up and drink more water then lay down and smile softly at Oliver her eyes drooping slightly despite just waking up.
 
Samantha blushes, her cheeks turning a light rose like red. “Okay then.. but temporary.. okay?..” she raised a eyebrow but it didn’t last long as she was a bit flustered.. “to the kitchen then?..” she asked him quietly.

Oliver smiles softly at her comments. He liked how she described him. He was like a roasting fire, a soft warm blanket,a fur rug. He grinned and let his hands brush her hair as she was drifting to sleep.
 
James nonded and held out his arm to escort her. He took her to the Kichen and whent straight to the fridge pulling out the pot of soup front the night before and put it on the stove then he signed "Do you know how to do this? It is the soup from last night, I saved it but I dont know how to properly heat it." He was embarrassed again.

Bell closed her eyes and fell asleep with a smile on her face. She felt blissful despite being miserable from the sickness. She fell into a sleep that was not dreamless but was of her watching Oliver work on the farm and she sat out of his way and watched occasionally offering to help but being third down. He was cheating with her but she didn't actually prosses the conversation just that thay where happy talking.
 
Samantha looked to the pot curious. She blinked. Did he not know how to cook. She just assumed he could cook. “I- yes... you place it on the stove... and lite a fire to heat it up while slowly stirring it.” She did as she spoke, hearing the soup once again.

Oliver hummed softly and allowed himself to drift off. He caught himself multiple times and checked her fever. It was going down.
 
James was still blushing and moved out of her way he grabed two trays and then pulled out one more and he then pulled out 6 bowls and cups and put on each on two of the trays and two on the third. Then he files all the cups with water and grabed bread for everyone. Then he waited for Samantha.

Bell started crying as he woke up, and she looked sadly at Oliver as she gained conchesnes though the tears stoped. She just stated at him softly heart broken.
 
Samantha took the soup off of the stove. She slowly poured the liquid into the bowls she frowned wondering who else he was giving these two. She understood herself and him, and possibly her brother.

Oliver yawned as he shifted and woke himselfup groggily when he heard some one. He glanced to Bell as she seemed tocry. He wondeeed what was wrong this time.
 
James signed "I need to take these to your brother and Hue" he pointed to the two single trays "then I need to take this to Annabell and her pet " he pointed to the tray with two of everything "then get orders for atlest tomarrow. Do you want to stay here or come with?"

Bell looked sadly at Oliver then she couldn't bear it any more, not this on top of being miserably sick and she turnd her back to him closing her eyes.
 
“Annabel and her pet?” Samantha said confused at who it could possibly be. She held their tray close to herself and started walking with him back to his room to set it down.

“Bell you okay? Did you have a bad dream?” He asked her and rubbed her hair and head softly, enjoying how it ran through his fingers.
 
James didn't lead Samantha to there room he left here food in the kichen, she was folding the tray for Annabell and her pet. He brought the food first to Daved and Hue, and paused incase Sam wanted to talk to her Brother.

Daved was laying on his back in his cell and didn't emedietly get up to get his food though he was hungry. He smild and waved as Sam when he saw her.

Bell shook her head and said "No, it was a good dream a realy good dream. I dont have good dreams anymore, but If I told you want it was I think I wold make you sad" she said lust lowd enough for him to hear.
 
Samantha frowned as he didn’t answer her question. But she followed him blindly. Sam looked around herself noticing the many doors and stairs and halls. It seemed to her a big maze. She knew she would be lost if it wasn’t for James.

Her eyes noticed David. She smiled at him as she gave a smal wave to him. “We gathered some food.” She said in Dutch for hue too.

Hue sat still on his cot, half awake and half asleep. He looked to the guard and stood up.

Oliver furrowed his face confused. “I don’t see how.. but okay. What would he be sad at something that made her happy.
 
Once Samantha was ready James brought her with him to the hospital wing. He took the tray from her and handed it to the Pet, he assumed Annabell was asleep but then sh opend her eyes. "James, where thay good?" He nodded "tomorrow is off, use it to learn sighn language." He nodded then turned to leave and head back to the Kitchen for there food.
 
Samantha hesitated as she followed James. Her eyes landed on Oliver who took the tray with out a word.
Her heart caught itself in her throat as she looked to him, lovingly attending Bell. So many questions rushed in her head. Why. How. What did she just witness. Bell was in the hospital was she sick, Oliver was helping and caring for her, did he cause it or was he helping the girl who was the reason on why they were all there.

She was lost, her body felt cold, a shiver ran up her spine as Oliver looked up and into her eyes. A pained expression crossed her face as she took a step forward, she held her arms close to herself and stopped as James turned to leave. She tried searching Oliver’s face for anything but there was nothing. She hesitantly took a step back and rushed to catch up to James.
 
"Do you really want to know oli?" Bell said, she couldn't keep things from him and she turned to face him momentarily then turned her back to him again. She still wasnt hungry but if Oliver wanted her to eat she would.

James led her to the kichen and noded to the bowls of soup. Then he began to eat his. And then paused and sighned to her "What is wrong?"
 
Oliver looked to the food in his hands and gave her a bowl. “You need to eat first though.. and drink some water.” He gave a soft smile as he took his own bowl and started to eat. He ate quicker not realising how hungry he really was. He ate and thought of Samantha and her face. It was hard not to react to that face but he had managed to do so.

Samantha chose not to respond. She just grabbed her bowl and started to eat slowly, taking in the warmth of the soup. She savored every last bite. It reminded her of home, well not really home but his home, the moments with Oliver’s family.
 
When the food was done James took there bowls and put them in the sink then he sighed "our room?" But he didn't wait for an answer and lead here there. Ince inside he sat on the bed and then signed "Can I call you somthing when we are alone? I love your name but I want somthing specal only I call you." His cheeks where slightly pink.

Bell ate her soup, much shower then Oliver, and when she was done she stared at her bowl and said softly, "I think I dreamt I was sage. We where both an your farm and you where working and I sat out of your way and kept offering to help but you kept turning me down and we where talking but I dont know about what. We where happy though especially you."
 
Samantha entered the room and looked to him curios as he signed to her. She hadn’t the faintest idea of what one could call her she only ever had her name Sam,Sammy,Samantha or Sage from Oliver. She mulled it over unsure.
“I don’t know. “ she spoke softly.
“I’ve been called Sam, or Sammy.. sag-“ she cut herself. “My full name is Samantha Witherton...” she trailed off and looked to him as he sat down. She went over to her clothes and finding nothing to do, she sat down beside him on the bed.

Oliver looked to her surprised. “Y-...” he shut his mouth kinda shocked at what she dreamed of. He looked to his hands thinking of that dream. He get like that would be a dream of its self.
 
James put his arm around sage and hosed the side of her head. Then the sighed "Princess? Can I call you my Princess?" to her. That was how he saw her, as his princess who he would protect and help and who would do great things.

"Oliver" bell spoke after a measure of silence "why don't you go see if any of your Cake is left and get some more food if your still hungry" she didn't know exactly what she was trying to do, whether she was distracting him or giving him time to think alone but she was giving him...somthing in that offer.
 
Samantha blushes at his choice. “I guess yes... I’m not one to really stop you.” She shrugged and reclaimed further back onto the bed.

Oliver blinked back his stooper as she spoke. “I-uh... I’m fine.” He smiled softly still thinking about the dream she described. “I’m.. im fine thanks.”
 
James smild and sighed "My princess" then he took off his boots and layed down on the bed before opening his arms for her to crawl into if the wanted but giving her enough room to just lay next to him if she preferred.

"Your happy, I like it when your happy. It make me feel warm like I'm wrapped in a fur blanket on a cool day. You alwase cute, but your extra cute when you smile" then bell yawned and closed her eyes drifting back off to sleep.
 
Samantha remained where she was, not scooting closer but neither away. She laid down and gazed at the ceiling before her. Her eyes studied it for a moment before closing them, relaxing her own breathing.

Oliver blushed as she called him cute. He didn’t know what to think as she drifted off to sleep once again. He sat on her bed looking down at her. With her eyes closed like that she really did look like sage, well.. he moved her hair slightly, moving it into placepulling it up and allowing it to trace her features. It looked so much like her.
 
James fell asleep next to Samantha he wild get up early the next morning to work out befoer geting breakfast for Samantha, he wild try and surprise her with breakfast in bed. He was drifted to sleep rather quickly.

Bell's lips curled slightly into a smile at Oliver's touch. She hadn't touched her braid since geting sick so her bangs where loose and she could faintly feal Oliver brush them away and tuch her face. See relaxed into the tuch and made a soft sound befoer getting list to dreamless sleep.
 
Samantha drifted off into a light sleep. She never really could fall asleep before this and now not at all. She laid there and listened as she could hear his breaths turn to light snoring. She leaned her head over towards him and opened her eyes watching silently.

Oliver continued to stare as she slept. It was amazing and almost mind boggling howthey seemed so much alike. He could place a few more freckles and they’d almost be the same person. His heart broke slightly as he brushed her face carefully, imagining as if it was sage.
 
James was dead to the world.

As bell cycled thiugh sleep she forced her self awake "what's wrong Oliver?" She mumbled groggily not really awake, "you should be sleeping. Mmmm.... here" she said and scooted over opening the blankets for him. She was barely awake and not thinking about anything but sleep.
 

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