Disclaimer: I do not own lost
A/N: Originally based on a 100 word drabble this story follows the relationship of Shannon and Sayid. Takes place after Boone dies in the first season.
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Working on her tan Shannon idly flipped on to her stomach and tried to relax. How much longer until they get off this shitty island? It had taken Boone, what else did it want? Angrily she tried to bury her head between her arms, hiding her tears. She should probably try to help or do something productive. Maybe she could let Sayid know that she's okay, that she still cares about him. Shannon sighed. No, she wasn't going to get up, not now, not ever. She was just going to lay there like a piece of bacon, and burn to a crisp.
Sayid stole a glance at Shannon, he slowly started making his way over to where she was tanning, he wanted to tell her that he will always be there for her, that he will always be there to listen. He looks up at her again and realizes that she is crying, that Boone might have been more than a brother; then again, maybe they really were close. For a moment, he falters, but just for a moment.
" Shannon," he says tentatively. She turns her head the other way so Sayid won't see her tears. He kneels down to her level, "Shannon, I know what it's like to loose somebody close to you, but you have to talk to me! You can't keep it all bottle up, it's not healthy!"
Shannon sniffled and a though crossed through her mind… how does he know? Did he love someone, if so who? Is she a replacement this woman in the picture he carries around?
"Know? Know?" Shannon sat up, tears running down her face, voice raising with each word, "You think you know what I'm going through?"
Her voice was at full force now, "Who have you lost Sayid? Who was so special to you? Is it the girl in the picture? Oh, let me guess, she's just your sister! I've seen the way you look at that picture when you think no one is looking, you think you know! Well guess what Sayid, I DON'T CARE!" She doesn't care whose looking and whose not. She stood up, wiped her eyes with the back of her hand and stomped into the jungle.
"Shannon, wait!" Sayid yelled after her, he starts to get up, but then thought better of and sat back down. He thinks that she needs to sort it out on her own, but he's wrong. Sayid pulls out the picture of Nadia. Out of the corner of his eye he sees Claire get up and slip into the jungle, following Shannon.
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