Looking for them (Sam x tim)

chapter 3:

"So your telling me that this little girl needs us?" Tim said to name as I held the hand of the little girl I found outside. I shook my head in annoyment.

"Tim it isn't about what's going on, she deserves a chance. A small one suffices. I mean look at her, isn't she adorable?" I said picking the girl up,,and he shook his head. I laughed at him. "Stop being a butt head. She is a tiny kid and if we get hurt or robbed so be it." He looked down a dn her and smiled. Then four guys came in through the window.

"This is why I hate kids." Tim said getting knocked out, by the first one on his left. Bam hit I the side of the head with a gun. I woke in a chair, in a pitch black room. No not pitch black, I just had something over my eyes. I could hear the loud snoring of Tim next to me. I sighed as I put my head down for a second. I heard Tim start shaking around. "What...?" He asked to himself.

"My dumbass trusted a little girl. Again. You know what? Maybe we should just kill all the children we see." I said and Tim chuckled. A little bit of light shown through whatever covered my eyes.

"Do you guys get caught often?" I heard the high pitched voice of the little girl. I smiled. I nodded my head.

"Yeah and we always get away." I said. Tim laughed a bit. The little girl laughed a little too hard. I stopped smiling and chuckled. "We aren't joking." She stopped for a second. I could feel her walk closer to me, then she slapped me a bit.

"Aww your so adorable when you think you'll get away this time." She said, taking the scarf off my face. I could see she had changed from a little sweet heart in a dress, to a straight up murder. Blood covered her adorable dress, I mean ugly dress. She smiled and held a knife to my left eye. "I wonder...how did you survive so long?" She asked. I looked over at Tim, and she sighed like she cared. She leaned closer into my ear and whispered. "How much do you love that boy? I mean it's ovbiouse, and all over your face." I looked down as she backed away.

"Can someone get this thing off of my face?! I am tired of seeing nothing but a bit of light." Tim snapped and the girl looked at him. She walked slowly over to him, and whispered she thing in his ear. He started blushing. "Could you not?!" He asked, more like suggested.

"Don't worry Timothy, your secrets safe with me. For as long as I live." She walked back over to me, and went straight behind me. She untied me, and I was shocked.

"What are you doing?" I asked. I actually have became very found of her, just because she is adorable. She sighed and stopped for a few seconds, only to get back to untying my hands. She stood up and walked over to Tim to do the same.

"I can't watch you two die. I know something about you two. I know it makes me weak, but what am I supposed to do when I will never be able to experience he thigh you two can." She said. I started untying my legs and Tim did the same. The girl cut the scarf off of his face.

"Well it does make you very weak, but," She glared at me. "You aren't dying tonight." I said and she looked up at me.

"Yeah I mean shit, sure you took us, but no little one deserves to die. Well maybe Hitler did even as a kid, but that besides the point." Tim said picking her up. I've never seen him so father like. She looked so cute, and he looked like a father. A perfect family.

"Guys we need to leave now then." She said standing up, and going to a door. A man stood there.

"Sal, what are you doing with the prisoners?" The man asked and she shrugged her shoulders. Tim and I looked down.

"I don't know. I mean maybe we are taking her hostage." Tim said pointing a gun to her head. Goddamn it Tim