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Libby was on her way back through the jungle to the beach camp. She was exhausted from a hard day's work in the garden with Sun. Now she was looking forward to seeing Hurley. When she got back he would probably have dinner ready for her, and then they might go for a scenic walk up the beach or they might relax in her tent. He would tell her a funny story and ask her about her day. Libby smiled to herself when she thought of this, she always felt at ease around Hurley. They got on so well together and she liked him a lot, but she wasn't sure if he considered them to be dating or anything. Libby thought they were in that weird place where you're more than just good friends but not quite boyfriend and girlfriend. It suited her just fine.
Eventually she reached the her tent and, surprise-surprise, Hurley was ready and waiting for her with a platter of cooked fish. "I thought you might be hungry after all that gardening stuff," Hurley said, offering her the platter.
"Thanks! It looks delicious. It certainly smells it." Libby replied. He was so sweet. "I hope you will stay and share it with me?" Libby asked, maybe a little too seductively.
"Sure, okay. I'd love to." Good-hearted Hurley had no objections. And as the sun set they sat together and shared the fish.
"Did you catch these?" Libby asked, wanting to make conversation.
"No, no, no! Jin caught them for me. That guys one cool dude when it comes to fishing. I suck at it!" Hurley laughed.
"You can't be that bad!" Libby said disbelievingly.
"Believe me, I am." Hurley answered. "But it doesn't matter, never been too keen on the ocean anyway. Would you believe that not too long ago I trod on a friggin' sea urchin?" Now it was Libby's turn to laugh.
"Really Hurley, I've got to see your attempts at fishing. Can we go tomorrow?" she suggested brightly.
"Sure, if you want to," Hurley shrugged, but he was smiling."So Libby, how was your day?"
Sun ran a hand through her husband's thick, curly, black hair. "I love your hair like this Jin," she complimented him in Korean.
"Thank-you?" he replied, doing his best at English. Sun laughed and flung her ams around his neck.
"Oh Jin, I love you!" she cried and then she kissed him.
But when she put her head over his shoulder and hugged him, she saw something in the distance that made her break apart instantly from her husband. Heading along the beach in their direction. It was Michael. His clothes were ripped and torn, his hair was a mess and he had wounds and bruises all over his body. He was being escorted to Jack's tent by Locke.
Sun's heart stopped. Michael had been missing for over two weeks, ever since he had gone alone into the jungle with a gun to search for his son, Walt. They had reached the doctor's tent now. Jin had turned around to now to see what was going on, a small crowd of other survivors had started to gather round Jack's tent. Sun and Jin went over and joined them. Jack had rushed over when he heard Locke calling for him. Libby and Ana Lucia joined him and hurriedly made room for Michael to lie down on Jack's bed.
"What happened?" Sun heard Jack ask Locke, who was standing nearby.
"I was on my way back from my night shift in the Hatch and I just found him wandering along the path to the beach. I just helped him along a little, he made no effort to resist." Jack nodded thoughtfully at him, but then returned to Michael's injuries.
"Jack!" Ana Lucia suddenly yelled, causing Jack's head to whip round. "He's just passed out."
"Right." Jack said, his voice brimming with authority, "Everyone except for me, Libby and Ana, give us some air if you want him to live!" Slowly everybody else dispersed, they must all have better things to do, it was still quite early in the morning. Jin grabbed Sun's hand and started to lead her away. But she jerked her hand out of his grasp.
"I've got to help look after Michael!" she said tearfully.
"Jack said nobody else!" Jin barked back at her in Korean. Sun just ignored him, and marched inside the tent.
"I want to help him Jack," she stated clearly and knelt down beside Michael's head and took one of his hands in hers.
"Yeah, okay. You know your medical remedies, Sun. Do you know any good plants for curing these kinds of spider bites?"
Sun nodded and released Michael's hand, and headed out of the tent in search of the plant she needed.
Sayid didn't know what had come over him. He had always seen himself as a perfectly straight guy. He had never felt any sexual attraction to another man in his life. But Charlie was different. Sayid couldn't quite determine if it was his strong British accent, his floppy blonde hair or his cloudy blue eyes that made Sayid go weak at the knees. All that he knew was that he was in love with Charlie.
"Hurley, that was simply awful!" Libby joked from the safety of the dry beach, as Hurley staggered out of the ocean, sopping wet.
"I hate to say I told you so, but..." Hurley spluttered in reply, pulling a piece of seaweed out of his hair. "Oh crap!" he moaned, making Libby laugh harder. She loved it when he made her laugh. Once he was onto the sand, Hurley sat down with a thud, and lobbed his hand-made fishing spear as far away as he could. "Piece of junk!" he muttered, but lightened up immediately when Libby came over and sat down beside him. "So how's Michael doing?" Hurley asked, turning to face her.
"Oh, he's gonna be fine. Sun's taking care of him now, Jack said he'll recover okay if he just stays rested for a few days." Then she raised an eyebrow at Hurley. "After that he disapeared into the jungle with Ana Lucia." This made Hurley chuckle.
"They sure are making a habit of that!" he said. Libby agreed. They pretty much agreed on everything under the sun. Beforeshe knew it Libby had reached over and lightly kissed Hurley on the cheek. She could feel her face going violently red.
"I...I'm sorry," she mumbled.
"Don't be!" Hurley said. "I like you a lot Libby."
Libby smiled, he had finally admitted that he liked her, and not just a bit, but a lot! "I like you too Hurley," she replied.
