Pancakes
After spending nearly four months on a island, it was the only thing she wanted. Not money, clothes, or to see her friends and family. Just a nice plate of chocolate chip pancakes.
Everyday, she would wake up, thinking that she was back in her apartment and not to far from her kitchen.But the sound of the ocean right outside her tent, washed away those thoughts. Now, after all that time on the beach, sleeping out under the stars, she found herself in a hotel room. For the first time in months, she slept in a comfy bed with soft sheets and fluffy pillows. Now,dressed in a fluffy white bathrobe, she no longer smelled of dirt and saltwater. Her long red hair was clean for the first time in months, and her skin was soft to the touch.
The sound of the bedroom door opening made her turn around.She smiled at the sight of the man she came to befriend during the last four months, walking into the room. Turning back to the window she looked out at the ocean that laid out in the distance. Before the crash, the ocean was one of her favorite things. Now, the sight of it made her sick. The smell, sounds, the color of the water. Everything about the ocean made her skin crawl.
She closed her eyes, when she felt him wrap his arms around her waist. He kissed her sofly behind her ear, and rested his chin on the top of her head.
"What is wrong?" he asked, as she pressed herself against his chest
"Just thinking," she answered, opening her eyes.
His hands moved down to the small bump, that once took over her flat stomach.
"How is the little one?" he asked, as she felt her heart beat a little faster then before.
When she didn't answer, he sighed softly.
"You know they c-" before he could finish, she cut him off.
"Sayid, please don't," she begged, choking back the tears that were ready to fall.
"Cecilia,"
Turning her around to face him, Cecilia burried her face into his chest. Sayid rubbed her back softly and she held onto him, not crying once. She cried too much in the last four months. As much as Cecilia wanted to cry, she couldn't bring herself to do so. Sayid pulled her away and looked down at her, pushing the damp strands of hair away from her face.
"You're breakfast is getting cold," he said, making her smile a bit.
Cecilia closed her eyes as he kissed her forehead, smiling softly. Together, they both walked out into the sitting room. There, on the small table, laid their breakfast that was sent up. Chocolate chip pancakes, eggs, bacon, coffee, milk and juice laid out on the table. Cecilia sat down, and picked one of the napkins off the table and placed it on her lap. Sayid sat across from her, and started pouring himself a cup of coffee. Picking up her fork and knife, Cecilia cut half of her pancakes and shoved the fork into her mouth. The taste of chocolate and syrup hitting her tounge for the first time in months, felt so good.
Closing her eyes, Cecilia moaned in happiness, before swallowing the delicious treat. She opened her eyes, to find Sayid staring at her in complete bewilderment. She grinned sheepishly, before setting the fork down.
"Sorry," she said, looking down at the plate. "They just taste so good," she added, looking up at Sayid.
Laughing, Sayid nodded. "I can see that," he said.
Cecilia picked up her fork and continued eating, taking her time instead of devouring the meal. She wanted to enjoy the last few moments of privacy, before the tidal wave of chaos washed over.