Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Sana, EClaire
Disclaimer: I own
nothing from Lost.
Spoilers: Up to 2x20.
Warning: Character
bashing (my own favourites!) but nothing really offensive ;) Plus
randomness. Nowhere near serious.
Author's note: English isn't
my first language. Hah.
35th day underground 39th day underground 42nd day
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day underground 50th day underground
How not
to make it sound scary... There's that chick here. That chick that
actually killed Goodwin on their first date. Rest in peace, well, I'm
not gonna mourn him, but how the heck did she know to use something
other than gun? She said it was a coincidence. Barked it actually. I
don't believe in such coincidences. What if she thinks I'm Goodwin's
friend and she made it here on purpose?
She creeps me out, but
there's also something about her the resembles me of Claire. Weird.
Claire isn't a bitchy Latina. Claire isn't a Latina at all actually.
Not bitchy either, unless she smacks Charlie. My girl. Ahh, Claire...
I need to wait a bit longer to make an effective surprise, but I
can't wait. I embroidered 34 hearts on my pillow already. One for
each day. And I feel so unfair to make her mourn me when I'm fine...
At least Aaron knows I am. He's always been a special baby. And he
has the name I picked for him.
I need to make another heart.
More
days with the bitchy Latina ahead of me. Mommy! I need to make her
come back as soon as possible.
The
bitchy Latina asked me where Shannon was and accused me of making
things up. Because she hadn't used a stick on her, just plain old
gun. Mommy! She tried to... kill Shannon too? Not that I liked
Shannon here underground, so I wouldn't mind if she managed, but...
Mommy!
So, first I needed to check if she wasn't carrying a stick
or a noose, and then explained that Shannon smacked me across the
head with her stiletto shoe and yelled at me so loud it was surely
heard above, and then she left. About two weeks ago. Not that she
managed to actually leave, she's still somewhere underground, but
since she still has her other shoe, I don't come any near if I see
her.
And it all was only because she's pregnant and I just had to
touch her tummy in her sleep. Or not in her sleep, but in this case
she would have smacked me sooner and unevitably. And when she was
sleeping I had a chance at least. What can I do it's so Claire?...
Wait a moment! This is so Claire? I need to ask the Latina something.
Someday. Or not, she wears combat shoes.
I asked. I'm proud of myself! She only punched me in
the face and stomped on my chest. That was before she broke down and
sobbed that she actually, sob, might be, sob, pregnant. To see a
bitchy Latina sniff and weep while standing on my chest with combat
shoes kinda indicates she is. So that really is what I found so
Claire about her! I will not touch her tummy. I will not.
I did. I wasn't smacked with her combat boot.
Kicked only. Don't they ever sleep? I'm just touching...
Then she
broke down again and said she wanted Sawyer to do it instead of me,
and that she just wanted Sawyer and that she had made him cry and
that she wanted Sawyer and that maybe he's having a chance to realize
he had always loved her, but she wanted Sawyer nonetheless, now. Then
she punched me for staring and sobbed that she just loves him. I
kinda noticed. Kinda. Whoever Sawyer could be, that is. I vaguely
remember him as the one who had tried to send me underground before
Charlie did. Sooner or later, did it matter? Neither of them knew to
use something other than gun anyway. Only she did. And she's already
too hormonal to be trusted. Yes, I need to make her go back to
Sawyer. Now. Or when she gets up. Waking a hormonal bitchy Latina who
knows the secret would be double dangerous. Triple even.
She'll make him say it. She said so, or rather
repeated it at least fifteen times. And that's why she's staying
here. Until he says he loves her. He had been gentle and caring (ahh,
my Claire) and he misses her and her "funeral" even made
him call Jack his friend (when Jack is so good to be kicked like a
bag in the mud!) yet she still wants him to say it. Hormones.
Though
she said the need to be sure (I love Claire. These are the last words
she said to me. After that she was with them and needed to act
scared.) is for their daughter. She said "their baby"
actually, but I know it's a girl. Sure. For their daughter. She's
just hormonal and I need to kick her out of here somehow. Even if
that involves making him say it.
I was
there, up there. I was in Claire's tent and since she's not pregnant
anymore, I didn't wake her up. I touched her hair only and that
apparently doesn't bother girls in their sleep. Aaron wasn't asleep,
but of course he didn't cry like a fool, just giggled and waved. My
boy.
Coming out of their tent I made that fat dude scream like a
girl. But he sees too much things that aren't supposed to be there to
tell anyone about dead!Ethan. So no worries.
And then finally I
swapped Sawyer's water for other-water. I know it's sour and he isn't
as stupid as he looks (love is blind, so I can't count love for that
chick as a sign of utter stupidity), but one mouthful will work just
fine. He'll go to sleep all bubbly inside and voila. If he talks in
his sleep, that is. I really hope he does, sweet dreams of his bitchy
Latina are Other-guaranteed.
Damn it!
Damn it! Damn it! Yes, he slept way better than usual. Yes, of course
he dreamt of her. Yet all he said was "I love her"! Her!
Not "Ana" (her name is Ana apparently), not even any of his
stupid nicknames for her that make her sniff when she mentions them.
"Hotlips" my ass. But I admire that guy for taking the risk
of checking it.
So now I have a bawling bitchy Latina. 'Cause he
meant Kate. For sure. When I know he did not, but how do you assure a
hormonal woman?
But she still hasn't hit me for whole two days. I
might start to like her.
Or not.
Well, I'm gonna need Aaron then. I told him to cry at Sawyer's voice
and of course he started doing so. Poor Claire was worried... But I
just couldn't let that redneck sit next to her everyday! Now I need
to tell Aaron to stop. I can do even this to make the bitchy Latina
go back up. Aaron's gonna stop crying, Sawyer's gonna read to him
again and think about having his own kids and miss her even more and
finally say it. I'm a genius.
Right.
Claire thought there was something wrong with Sawyer that made Aaron
interested again and didn't let him read anyway. The result - Ana is
still there and I made Claire worried. HE was right when he said I'm
pathetic. Sniff... I know what I'll do. I will cuddle the pillow
Claire slept on! But... I made Claire worried! Boohoo.
It was a risky on spot decision. I went to Locke,
pretending to be the Island destiny. I should have watched more
carefully when he punched Charlie... Wait! Charlie was half hanged
and I wasn't... But next to my feet I had opened door to our
underground hatch instead of ocean water.
Bitchy Latina started
making baby clothes out of Shannon's countless mini skirts she had
left complaining that she would be too fat for them. That's what she
said, I don't care about her figure after the stiletto - but still:
since when pregnant means fat!
Ana is
not there. I guess he said it when I was asleep. Ignoring all my
efforts, he apparently decided to just say it when he felt like it.
Eh... Good for them?
I never expected I'd miss her. Well, it
would be scary if I really missed her. I just miss the claireness
about her. 50th heart to make. Right time to come back too.