Author;s Note: Well, third part of my story. Once more, please read part 1 and part 2 first, and pardon me for my numerous typo and grammer mistakes.

October Sky: Thank you for telling me about the annoymus reviews, I didn't even know that I could have them!

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.

From his hut on the beach Sawyer was able to see Minta performing her monthly routine of the last few months. She would craft a small bottle and seal the top after she inserted a letter in. It was really more of a note. Taking a copy of a cosmetic magazine that no one now want, she would write the simple message of "We are passengers from flight 815. We are alive and stranded on a mysterious island. Please find us.", over the magazine with a vivid.

She has been doing this once a month now, they still managed to keep up with the time by tallying on various woods- their calendar, even though the batteries on most watches had stopped.

It was now six month since they all took the ill fated flight, ending up on this island instead of their original destination. Some of the members in their community had been unlucky but in general, they were surviving well. Huts had been built on the beach while the caves were decorated, and of course- there was the golf course.

Sawyer watched Minta tossing the bottle into the ocean, he then felt a slight envy as she laid her hand over his other friend's, which was already resting on her barely swollen abdomen. She was now two month pregnant, on her way to become the second mother of the island.

His only friends on the island began to walk towards him, Sayid carrying his book in one hand while the other was holding Minta. Sawyer turned away quickly when the couple stopped to kiss each other passionately. It wasn't because he felt embarrassment, but rather, to hide the growth of his jealousy.

He didn't understand the strange feeling that was starting to swell in his heart, surely he was not in love with her! She was like his little sister that died, and she was also the wife of the man who had became his closest friend.

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Sayid had took many maps and plans from Danielle's cave when he was captured by her, he probably could find a French-speaking person to help him but he did not want to tell anyone other then Minta and strangely Sawyer about the papers, perhaps they would get the false hope that they contained secrets of the island. He didn't think there would be any, as he was convinced that she was insane after sixteen years of solitude, after all, he himself was to some degrees not normal after fifteen years of soldiering.

"I found maps and random numbers along with the equations." Sayid had explained to Sawyer as he flipped his book open, which contained his own workings with pieces of papers inserted there. "Luckily…amazingly there is actually something that is useful…"

He smiled as he thought of his wife's pregnancy, in his joy at discovering the news he had picked her up to swing her around in jubilation, laughing and laughing! At the sight of Sawyer he hugged the man and then shook Hurley's hand energetically, when Sun and Jin arrived he almost kissed the two of them on the lips instead of the cheeks! All this time he was muttering incoherently, Jin-who knew a little English now, whispered to his wife: "Is my English so bad or is he speaking Arabic?"

"Sometimes I think I no longer care about being rescued." He said thoughtfully, thinking of the bottle being carried away by the tides. "I am happy as everyday I will wake up with you beside me, while every night I will go to sleep with you in my arms. We love each other and now the product of our love is to come.

"I have made peace with my past and know that I will never damn myself again. I am happy, Minta, what more can I want or ask?"

"I know!" she said, smiling in bliss. "I am so happy too, Sayid. This island made me realize the full depth of our love, and to bear a child…"

They kissed and then continued walking to Sawyer's hut.

"But you still plan to try the radio?" Minta asked, leaning on him slightly.

"I guess I do, I am trying for the sake of trying. But since it involves leaving you alone I don't like it." He said quietly. "The problem is that I need a total of three people and we can't involve any others due to the fear of disappointing them."

"The storage cave is the safest spot Sayid, as oppose to your place in the plain or Sawyer's spot in the jungle."

"At least take this." Sayid decided, wrapping her hand over his pocket knife.

At the sight of the knife she cringed and shook her head fiercely. Years ago she tried and almost succeeded in killing herself with that very same knife.

"What once almost killed you, might this time save you." He reminded her sternly, but tenderly.

Nodding reluctantly she tucked the object into the many pockets of her cargo pant, the hump covered by the loose folds of her top. Feeling more assured, Sayid gathered her into his arms and kissed her on the forehead.

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"We are carrying out our plan at five right?" Sawyer asked, taking out the three fireworks he managed to gather.

"Yes, at five." Sayid laid his book down and started to turn it. There was various equations with notations in Arabic, as well as a few drafts of plans.

"No one want to look at a maths book Sayid." Sawyer said with a roll of his eyes, pointing to the alien Arabic words.

As Sayid continued searching for the right page something suddenly caught Sawyer's eyes. It was a picture of what must be a pendant, with very strange symbols engraved on it. Underneath it was various equations equaling to the sum of fifteen.

"I think this pendant is the key or something. Six runes/symbols, they turned out to be a number, so I think these six runes are the combination number of a safe or something." Sayid explained. "I worked out one for fun…"

"For fun? You have a sad life Sayid." Sawyer teased him.

"At least Sayid have a woman sharing his bed." Minta defended her husband with a wicked light in her eyes. "Unlike you, who have a boar."

"The boar randomly selected on me to haunt me! I was not…" Sawyer began heatedly.

At this moment Locke came.

"So Sayid, seems that you have a plan going on." He said easily. "I heard from Jack that you and Sawyer plan to go into the jungle for something."

"Yes, we have a project." Sayid said in equally casualness.

"Maybe you need some extra hand?" Locke offered.

"No!" Sawyer immediately said, he quickly covered his strong refusal by explaining. "Two is quite enough and we certainly don't want to derive the island of their hunters by involving them with our personal project."

"Well, this is certainly a first. I would have thought…"

"They are making something for me." Minta put in smoothly, not liking the way Locke glanced at her. "Sayid's present to me for our first anniversary."

"I see…" Locke's eyes scanned around laser like until they rested on the book. "Plans on how we leave the island?"

"No, just random workings and ideas." Sayid said, his voice very cool and calm, even though he was tempted to snatch the book away. "Calculations in regard to where we might be and how far off course we are…that kind of things. Nothing exciting"

"Mind if I take a look then?"

Sayid shrugged carelessly as he gestured to the book.