Warrior Cats: The Four Clans

Eric's arms tightened around Samantha as she quickly voiced her concerns. "We'll get through it Sammy, I promise," He whispered to her, even though he didn't really know how Maggie would react. All he could hope was that she would be that brave little soldier she'd come to be. Then again, how could he put that on her shoulders? How could he expect his almost eight year old daughter to carry the burden of an adult? Especially after what he put her through before. "Maggie loves you, she always loved you," he whispered, "And they'll know Anne is safe. We can show her that Anne is safe and alive. What matters most is that they have their mommy back." With that, Eric kissed her forehead, hoping he'd said the right thing. Soon enough, the plane landed in the hanger bay, and the weary warriors entered the base. The civilians that had been left behind greeted them in a flurry of tears, hugs, and kisses. Eric saw his sister gathered with all the children, and a stricken look over take her face. Eric's arm was around his wife's waist, so he could see how this came as a shock. Everyone though Samantha was dead, and yet here she was, once again. Eric led his wife toward his children and saw Amelia smile that beaming smile she had. The little girl toddled forward, as if not a day had passed since she last saw her mother.
"Mommy," she cooed happily, holding her arms up to be held.
Kitty and Maggie hung back beside Dean and Cas. The boys didn't seem to know what to do seeing as their cousins didn't bolt forward. Kitty's eyes had welled with tears, and she looked like she wanted to run to her mother. However, Eric saw Maggie holding Kitty's hand tightly, and a cold steely look in her eyes. What the little girl saw was exactly what Samantha had feared. She saw Grace, not her mother. She saw that woman from the interrogation room, not the one that would hold her on stormy nights when she was scared. Eric gently unwrapped his arm from around his wife and stepped toward his daughters. He knelt in front of them, and gently took their clasped hands in his. The boy managed to pull Kitty's hand away from Maggie's, and once the girl was free, she bolted toward her mother. Maggie, however, stayed put. Her big blue eyes were stained red with unshed tears.
"Make her go away daddy," Maggie said in a voice barely containing her emotion, "I don't want her here. Make her go away."

Eric watched as Maggie visibly tensed at Kitty's out stretched hand. The little girl didn't bug, and instead kept shooting Samantha a dagger filled gaze.
"Maggie," Kitty pleaded in a voice that warbled a little bit with the emotion she was feeling. Two little hands pressed against Maggie's shoulders, and the girl broke her glare from her mother and turned it on to her cousins who had approached. Both of them held their hands on her shoulders, as if willing her forward. Eric didn't know if they truly understood what was going on, but they were trying to help in whatever way they could. Little Amelia turned in her mothers arms and held out one adorable, chubby hand for her sister to take, trying to tell her sister that all was okay.
"She's not my mommy," Maggie said, but her voice wavered as if she didn't believe her own words. "My mommy is a hero, she wouldn't yell at me," she said, tears now flowing freely from her eyes. The girl turned her gaze up to her father and all he could see was the deep sorrow and longing she had for her mother. "My mommy loves me, you said so daddy," she sobbed, "You said mommy would always be in my heart. How can she be in my heart, if she's right over there." Maggie turned her eyes to Samantha and sobbed softly, "I don't want to lose mommy again. If she's always in my heart, she can't leave me. That mommy can." Eric felt his heart shatter in his chest at Maggie's words. His brave little girl had had enough. She didn't want to hurt any more.

Little Maggie's eyes were trained so hard on Samantha's face as the girl spoke. The poor little girl's lip quivered a bit as she tried to hold back her already spilling tears. Samantha stayed where she was, and Eric could only hope that Maggie would accept her once more. After a moment, a sob escaped Maggie and she flung herself forward, wrapping her thin arms around Samantha's neck and held herself so close. "Please don't leave again Mommy! Please! I love you! I love mommy," she sobbed as her tiny body collapsed against her mother. Eric felt emotion rise in his throat, and as much as he tried to fight it off, he couldn't help the tear that escaped his eye. Maggie's body was wracked with sobs as she cried out her pain against her mother. The little girl had been through so much in such a short time, it was so hard to believe that she was this strong. Yet, here she was again, taking a leap of faith and holding desperately on to her mother.

Eric kissed Samantha back, just as passionately as she was kissing him. The desperation in their kiss was heated and tragic with how long they'd been separated. The boy's hands moved across her body, feeling as much of her as he could. He managed to pull his lips from hers and stare down in to her eyes. There was a desire and longing in her eyes that send a shock right through him. She needed him, just as badly as he needed her. For a moment, he just looked in to her eyes before he softly pressed his lips to hers. He cooled down the heat of their passion, if only just to let it build back up again. He didn't want this to be over in mere moments. So, Eric's hands trailed over her body sensually before on of his palms rested against her chest. He gently moved his thumb over her, igniting their passion. The boy's mouth trailed from her lips to her neck. He moved his mouth against her softly at first before he grazed his teeth against her skin. "I love you," he whispered to her softly, "I love you so much Samantha. God, I've missed you."