My little sheep(Sammy x OC)COMPLETED

~Chapter Thirty Two~

I look at Sammy. "Now, what did you want to talk about?" I ask. 

"The other's," he tells me. 

"What about them?" I ask. 

"I may have been trapped in that room but what Sammy saw, I saw. He may not remember much of when he was first turned or the time after that but I still remember," he tells me.

"Do you know something I need to?" I question. He nods and I wait for him to say it. 

"Sammy can never truly be human again. The ink may have parted with his body but the magic has not yet fully gone away," he says as he turns towards me. His eyes are black and it startles me but then they turn back to their normal dark blue. 

"I know full steps to turning them back but it comes at a price," he tells me. 

"Why do I have a feeling I'm not going to like it," I say. 

"Because you're not," he says. Figures. 

"What do I have to do?" I ask. 

"Finding the six items and putting your blood on them won't quiet do it. That blood needs to be mixed with ink that naturally runs though the blood vanes," he says. 

"Then I'll have my dad do it," I say. Simple. 

"It's not that easy, Lydia. It has to be your blood. But ink has to be in your blood too," he tells me. 

"But it is. When my father got my mother pregnant he had some ink his vanes," I tell him. "That should mean I have some ink in my vanes too," I tell him. 

He goes into thought before he says, "It could work, or it could kill you. If the ink is not enough then it could possible take your life," he tells me, something in his tone I can't figure out. 

"That means I have to become an ink creature too," I say. Oh god. I don't know if I can do that. But I have to get my dad back somehow. So I'll do it for him. For all of them. I told them I would help them and if I can I'll be dammed if I don't!

"I'll do it," I tell him. 

"It's a very painful process, are you sure?" he asks. 

"I made a promise to them, Sammy. I have to help them," I tell him. 

"Alright, let's talk to your father then," he tells me. We walk out of the room and the others look at us.

"Dad," I say, he looks at me. 

"In order for it to work, I need to be an ink creature," I say. I hear Susie gasp and my father growls. 

"No." he says. 

"If I'm correct, if I can turn Sammy back then he can turn me back. But I wouldn't need him to do that because when I lift the spell everyone should turn back into themselves," I tell him. 

"Should or will. I'm not risking you, Lydia," Henry says. 

"Please just trust me! I know I can do this!" I say in vane hope that they'll understand. Henry shakes his head. 

"You know you can do this or is it that you have to do this?" he asks. I look at the ground. 

"I can't second guess myself because then it might not work. But if I have hope then I believe it will succeed." I tell him. He sighs. 

We all stand and sit there in silence for quiet awhile. I eventually sit down on the floor and Sammy does the same thing. It's probably an hour before someone says something.