OK This is the beginning of my latest fic, and seeing as its my first Lost fic, be nice.

IF you read and review, I'll read and review your stories. I promise!


Rescue

The bright island sun broke over the horizon, shedding its morning light upon the beach and all of its inhabitants, but its arrival did not trouble one survivor, who was kneeling in front of a roughly hewn cross, his head bent.

"I'm going after Jack.." The man muttered to the cross, his rough Middle-Eastern accent flowing across the silent morning.

His posture was rigid, as if he had been here for a long time, in this one postion. He had, actually.

"John and I are going with Kate to find the Others. We;re going to get him back, and then..." He shook his head." I dont know..." He lifted his hand and traced it along the wooden cross.

"Sayid!" He looked up and sighed. He had to go.

"Goodbye, Shannon." He muttered, stood up, and turned away from the grave, towards...something, future, rescue, death...He did not know.


What do ya think? ITs short, but...its only the first chapter, review!