Chapter One: Charlie's Discovery
"Hey everyone! Come see what I found."
Charlie Pace's Australian accented voice echoed slightly across the beach as he shuffled out of the jungle from the direction of the tents.
Slowly half the camp walked over, Jack in the lead, retying the machete to his belt as they group half circled around the ex musician.
"What is it Charlie?" asked Jack as Charlie handed over pieces of slightly worn, crumpled paper that looked like it'd seen better days.
"Well, I was going through Shannon's things, you know, looking for anything that might be useful to someone else," he paused as Sayid glared, obviously not liking the idea of him digging through his deceased girlfriends belongings, before a look from Jack told him to continue, "and I found these drawings…" he smiled slightly tapping the papers in jacks hands, "they're of Boone."
All the whispering stopped at the mention of the dead plane crash survivors name, all remembering when Locke had carried him in over his shoulders, Boone's right leg broken, ribs half crushed and his face a mask of blood.
Jack continued to go through the sketches.
"Wait…Go back," Kate who was standing slightly behind Jack, made a hand motion and Jack flipped back to the previous sketch, "I don't remember that scar being there," stated Kate, pointing with her pinkie finger to the slightly scar Shannon had drawn in above her step-brothers left eye-brow.
"That's because he didn't have one…" replied Jack flipping through the last of the sketches before pulling out a certain drawing and putting it on the top of the pile.
Everyone seemed to move closer, some looking over other peoples shoulders to get a better look at the picture Jack and Kate were now looking at.
It was Boone standing in the mouth of a cave, back against the rough surface, faced turned towards them smiling, arms folded… and the only thing besides the scar that they could see that was different…
Kate swallowed, mouth opening and closing right before Jack spoke.
"His right leg's been amputated… at the knee."
"But that's not possible, you never removed his leg, he didn't let you… Besides, that would mean she drew this after Boone died…And that's not…" Kate trailed off, looking up at Jack seeming shocked.
"Possible… I know, I think we should go to where we buried Boone…" Jack started slowly looking around at everyone, "to make sure he's still there…because if he's not…"
"It would mean," this time it was Sayid who spoke, all heads turning towards him as he pulled curly black hair into a sloppy bun, "he wasn't dead after all…and we buried him alive."
"He was dead, both me and Jack checked for his pulse and he didn't have one." Sun cut in moving forward followed by her husband Jin.
"Maybe his heart beat was just faint and slow," Sayid replied turning his attention to the Korean couple.
"He wasn't breathing…He was…"
"Alright! that's enough." Jack cut Sun off mid-sentence as he handed the drawings back to Charlie and turned to face everyone, "We're gonna go to the grave site, to find out the truth, and settle this… I want five guys to grab shovels."
Everyone rushed around to get shovels before following Jack and Kate up to the grave site, the next ten minutes being spent as the five men who Jack told to dig, dug into the sandy soil.
"There ain't no body here." Sawyer said straightening up and running a hand through his shaggy dirty blond hair before leaning on his shovel as everyone slowly stopped digging to nod in agreement, "we woulda found him by now."
Jack turned to look out into the jungle, "that means, either Boone's alive, and Shannon was looking after him after all this time…" Jack paused as everyone began to murmur," or The Others took the body."
"Alright everyone!" Kate hollered drawing everyone's attention to her, "lets get search party's going, search everywhere you can get too, every ravine, every cave, let's find him…"
"And lets bring him home." Jack finished as he, Kate, Charlie, Sayid and Sawyer headed off into the jungle, the sounds of the other survivors getting muted out as the jungle closed up behind them and they headed off towards the area where the plane fell and Boone received his thought-to-be-fatal wounds.
Ok…so as you should notice I have an over active imagination so I write a lot of stories at once, mainly because I get ideas by seeing the show/movie/book and have to write it out… hope you enjoy *smile*