It was dark in the jungle as sat there and cradled Marie’s form. He watches as the blood spread across her shirt, where the gun shot wound resided. He looked up to see her killer holding the gun that had shot her, it was all just too surreal. This isn’t happening this isn’t happening; the words raced through his mind as he stared into the face of the person that had killed his wife. Surprisingly enough it wasn’t the enemy, it wasn’t the others, nor Danielle, it was one of his own. Someone who he known and maybe even trusted.
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The night before:
“I have a surprise for you,” Sayid said, taking Shannon’s hand and leading her to the tent he had built for her on the beach.
“When did you make this?”
“I’m not sure sometime in between getting almost eaten by a demon and the kissing.”
Shannon smiled, “Can we go inside?”
“Yes,” he said, holding the curtain that acted as a doorway aside for her so she could enter. He followed.
“Thank you,” she said, kissing him.
“The pleasure is all mine,” he replied, kissing her softly as they fell to the ground in a tangle of arms and limbs.
“Sayid,” Shannon gasped as the broke apart.
“Yes.”
“Do you love me?”
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Marie and John sat watching the timer tick away the minutes. Michael and Jack had been by earlier to check on them. They had taken some supplies and left after Locke insisted on being he one to stay behind.
“Why didn’t you go with them?” Marie asked.
“Why didn’t you?”
“Don’t be evasive,” she sighed, “Because there are still things to be done here.”
“I agree.”
“Now what?”
“I still don’t understand.”
“Understand what?"
"Why him? Was I that bad a husband?”
“John, you were so miserable those days I…..would you like to here a story?”
“I have a feeling you’re going to tell me no matter what my answer.”
She smiled, “There was a fox, who became caught in a trap. He was able to escape but it cost him his tail. Afterwards he was so ashamed that he schemed to convince all the other foxes that being tailless was much more attractive, thus making up for his own deprivation. He assembled a good many Foxes and publicly advised them to cut off their tails, saying that they would not only look much better without them, but that they would get rid of the weight of the brush, which was a very great inconvenience. One of them interrupting him said, ‘If you had not yourself lost your tail, my friend, you would not thus counsel us.’”
“I’m not sure I understand.”
“Misery loves company John. I know you never said but in your actions you wanted me to cut off my tail and join you and just couldn’t do that.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Me too, for everything.”
“I never wanted to hurt you.”
“I know.”
“Do you believe in faith?”
“Why?”
“Maybe we’re here for a reason, maybe we’re meant to fix this. You can’t believe its mere coincidence that we were put on this island together.”
“I don’t know about faith but I believe in you,” she whispered, just before their lips met.
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Shannon woke up in the middle of the night and looked over seeing Sayid sleeping peacefully beside her. She watched as his chest rose and fell with each breath and she wondered if he really loved her. She thought he did but she couldn’t help but wonder. It wouldn’t have been the first time a guy had used her. She sighed and turned over to go back to sleep. Just as she was closing her eyes she heard someone calling her name over her shoulder where Sayid was. She figured he had woken up and was seeing if she was awake.
“Shannon,” the voice whispered as she turned over and came face to face with Walt, “Help me.”
Shannon screamed waking up Sayid, who quickly lit the candle near by, “Shannon, Shannon, what is it?”
“I saw Walt.”
“What?”
“Walt, I saw him, over there. He was in the tent.”
“Shannon, it was probably just a dream.”
“I saw him! Don’t you believe me?”
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The next morning:
Buffy sat on the sand of the beach as the sun beat down on her back. She could feel the heat of the sun baking her skin and turning it a golden brown.
“Hey, goldilocks,” Sawyer said, walking over and sitting down next to her, “I thought you were going to get food.”
“I was. I’m just waiting for someone to come with.”
“I’ll go.”
“Really?” she said, looking at him incredulously as she tilted the pair of sunglasses she was wearing down her nose so she could see him more clearly.
“Don’t have anything better to do.”
“Okay, lets go,” she said and with that they set off but not before Buffy grabbed the gun and hid it safely under her shirt near the small of her back. She hated guns but who knows what they could encounter on this island and she wanted to be prepared.
“Hey, maybe while we’re out there you can show me this hatch everyone is going on about.”
Buffy just smiled. Of course, Sawyer would have an alter motive, “Maybe, if your nice.”
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John woke up naked under the covers of a cot. Marie was sleeping soundly next to him. Her once perfectly placed red hair now cascaded over her shoulders. John smiled at her sleeping form. He hadn’t felt this happy in ages. Maybe they could work this out.
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“She says she saw Walt,” Sayid said to Jack as they walked through the jungle towards the hatch.
“Being on the island could be getting to her but….”
“But what?”
“But then again after everything we’ve seen I have the feeling that here….”
“Anything’s possible…..Alright say he is real, Shannon did see him. What he is? A vampire? A zombie? What?”
“I don’t know, maybe we should go pay a visit to you friend see if she knows anything about people coming back from the dead.”
“Danielle? I thought you said she was crazy.”
“I’m beginning to redefine my definition of crazy.”
“One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest?”
“Yeah, something like that,” Jack smiled as they changed course and headed towards Danielle’s location.
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