Author's Note: Sniff, sniff, I only had one review, if you read this then please review it, that will make me so happy, no matter what it says. My great thanks to Mortica Black Rose, who is my only reviewer...Well, as you would like to read more of it, I have an opportunity of typing more up. This was written between in April, the Last one I wrote in March. This is Part 2 of my series, so readers please read part 1 first. And please pardon my numerous typos and grammars mistakes.
Warning: If you are a fan of John Locke or/and Boone, then you might be offended, as I don't like these two and have place them as rather unfavorable characters in my story. Also, if Religious themes and issues offend you, please don't read this as this story will have strong Christian views.
Disclaimer: I own nothing of lost, if I do, Sayid will come out way more.
They nestled together on the beach, lazily watching the waves lapsing to their feet. It was still dawn, so the island was silent.
"It is as if we are continuing our honeymoon." Minta said in wander, resting her head on her husband's shoulder. "I am so glad that we have this chance of doing so."
"I wish we can stay like this forever." Sayid agreed. "But yesterday, Jack said the following to me. 'Sayid, since you left the group for a whole week, then spent another week doing pretty much nothing, the unsorted works can probably be accumulated into a watchtower.'"
"I wouldn't have though Jack capable of such a humor."Minta laughed slightly. "And what did you tell him?"
"'No problem then Jack! As these invisible paperwork will save us!' But Minta, I think I do need to stop spending the whole day and night with you."
she pouted and Sayid smiled as this childish gesture, he was so relief that her spirits were raising once more.
"I suppose he is right, and I do need to contribute too, after the breakdown…" here she trailed off and even trembled slightly. Sensing even the slightest hint of her uneasiness, Sayid squeezed her hand assumingly. "I've made a few pots but that's all. I ought to help Sun in her gardens, or help with the fishing."
"As long as they're better then your golfing skills." He teased, pulling her even closer. "For a whole fortnight everyone in the apartment would ask me: 'did you have a fight with your partner, Mr Daniel? Because we are really concerned about that black eye.'"
Laughing in their memories, they kissed and leant together. Seeing the sun rising, feeling the waters wavering. Slowly the bustle of the first lot of people began. Regretfully, Sayid hoisted Minta up to her feet.
Sayid! Sayid!"Hurley yelled as he bounced down toward the couple on the beach, waving his two hands madly.
"Yes, my friend?"Sayid asked, smiling, he couldn't really be mad now that he finally reconciled with Minta.
"I'm doing a census."Hurley explained, seeing the nod of approval he continued hopefully. "And I'm checking it against the manifest. So if you can answer my questions, then somehow with Minta…"
At this Sayid hitched an eyebrow toward his wife, so only the three people she told him about knows the truth of her speaking ability. After a whole week since he returned, he would have thought that they had worked out that she was not just snapping her mouth open and shut for the fun of it.
"Ok, name and nationality…"
"Sayid, Sayid Daniel. I am Iraqi."
"That's your last name?"Hurley muttered in slight bewilderment."No offense dude, but that just does not sound Arabic."
"It is not Arabic."Sayid replied easily."Daniel is the name my following Christian brethrens gave me."
"Wait, wait! I'm just getting this down. Religion: Christianity."Hurley yelled in panic.
"Is this part of your question?"
"No, but it might be helpful. I have to admit, I thought you are Muslim."
"Oh of course, because I'm Iraqi I'm Muslim."There was an edge to Sayid's voice and Minta patted his hand in sympathy, she knew about religious stereotyping too well.
"Sorry dude, I really am. Next question: Age."
"Thirty four."
"Occupation?"
"Maths teacher in America. When I lived in Iraq I was a soldier, a communication officer."This was partly true as he had been a communication officer before he was placed to another post. Right now, apart from Minta and him, only six other people know about his other job. He intended it to stay that way.
"Reason for traveling on the flight?"
"On my way back from my honeymoon in Australia, I lived in America."Speaking the word'honeymoon'made Sayid look at his wife tenderly, smiling at her in pure joy.
Hurley nodded and turned to Minta, she had a slight look of oriental in her. This was because her parents were Jews who migrated from Russia, from the part near the borders of China. Thus, she looks rather Asiatic.
Hurley started to gesture and mime, causing Sayid to laugh. His laughter only encouraged the other man to make his actions more chaotic and fast paced.
"Thought I'd join you when I saw Hurley interrupting you two's little tryst." Sawyer called out as he made his way beside them. Seeing the sweating Hurley and the laughing Sayid, he asked: "So what's all this?"
"Hurley's census."Minta said sweetly, making Hurley literally dropping his pen and gaped at her. It was American English that popped out from her mouth, as a first language instead of a second one."My name is Minta Daniel, Sayid Daniel's wife. Although on your manifest I might be written as Shachariya Minta Daniel. I'm American, a twenty three year old potter.
"Any other questions?"
Seeing the shook of his head Minta decided. "Alright, I will then go and ask Michael about fishing."
"I'll help." Sayid said eagerly, ignoring Sawyer's snort.
Hand in hand, they walked away, beaming at one other. Sawyer sighted and a note of envy was actually in his voice. "He really is a lucky man."
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They easily located Michael, who- in the company of Jin and Sun, about to start fishing. At the sight of Sayid he backed away slightly. Sayid couldn't blame him as he was one of witnesses to Sawyer's full interrogation. Luckily, both Jin and Sun smiled at him warmly. Jin immediately shook Sayid's hand; the two men had a connection due to their common actions in the past.
Sayid suggested to Minta that he would help but he was probably more a distraction then an aid, although he was able to spear a fish rather well now. He had his arms around her hand which held the spear, and very often his mouth would come to contact with her body.
"You shouldn't be doing this."Minta said half-heartedly as she was relishing in his kisses and embrace. After a whole week of separation and longer times of instability, she didn't want to let him go at all.
"Do you really want me to stop?" he asked wickedly, planting another kiss on her neck.
She shook her head.
Inevitability, their pleasant interlude was interrupted. A furious Jack stormed down the beach in the company of Kate, who seemed rather amused.
"Sayid! I know that you love her but must you spend the whole day with your wife? There are tons of works that you can do and instead you are just behaving like a boy with a crush, having to be with the object of his affections every single moment."He practically yelled.
Jin muttered something in Korean to his wife which made her smile. Turning to Sayid and Minta, she translated:"My husband just want to say that he understand your actions perfectly as after we made up, he doesn' want to let me go to."
"I'm so happy for you and Jin!"Minta cried out.
"Everyone seems to have forgotten that we are stuck on an island, this is not a honeymoon hotel!"Jack said in exasperation."That golf course was a mistake."
"Golf course?"Sayid and Minta asked in disbelieve at the same time.
Someone was about to answer when they suddenly saw Charlie running out from the forest, screaming and sobbing at the same time. Sayid immediately let the soldier part of him take over. Giving Minta a soft kiss he quickly ran up, sensing rightly that something urgent had happened.
Author's note: In teh first few paragraphs I thought I finally figured out about paragraphing but then the document went nuts, I try to space and my words get deleted, though it's back to the blank theory.