This wonderful idea was given to me by Elyad, one of my loyal readers. You rock!!
Disclaimer: I don't own Lost but I do own…dang. I don't even own the idea, which belongs to Elyad, who rocks.
Short chapter warning!
Shannon could walk now. No more limping, no more pain. Of course, Sayid was constantly by her side, but that wasn't any different than before.
It's not that she didn't enjoy his company; she did. Sometimes she just wanted to be by herself or with her other friends. That wouldn't happen though. The beach and its inhabitants were more chaotic than ever.
"I don't think you should be walking so much," Sayid was saying concernedly.
"I like walking," Shannon told him.
"Yes, I know, but-," Sayid was interrupted.
"Sayid, for the past two weeks, I couldn't move at all," Shannon said. "I missed doing something. I promise I'll stop if it hurts, okay?"
Sayid smiled warmly at her. "Alright. Are you sure you don't want anything?"
"I want you to take me on another one of those picnics," Shannon smiled.
"You remember what happened last time," Sayid said sadly.
"I know, Sayid, I can't forget," Shannon said weakly. "But I don't have any other brothers that can possibly die while I'm gone, so why not?"
"I would love to take you," Sayid said. "I just don't think you're up for it. I don't want to feel responsible if you get hurt again. Besides, Ana says-,"
"I don't care what Ana says," Shannon scowled. "I say it'd be a lot better around here if she never came over to this side of the island."
Sayid sighed. "Shannon, we've talked about this."
"I know we've talked about this," Shannon said. "And it's quite annoying when we do. I just…I would be a lot happier if her name was not included in our conversation."
"Shannon, you know I'm not happy about what she did to you either," Sayid began cautiously. "But you've heard her story. You know it was an accident. Why can't you just forgive her?"
"Why?!" Shannon repeated angrily. She threw up the corner of her shirt, revealing a painful looking, almost healed bullet wound. "Why?! Because of her-because of Ana-Lucia, every time I wear a friggin' swimsuit, this ugly scar will be showing for the public to see! Because of Ana-Lucia, I've had to suffer through weeks of pain!"
"Shannon, please," Sayid said softly, gripping her hand. "I know this is hard for you, and I don't blame you. Please…don't be so hostile towards her. I have a feeling you two could be great friends."
Shannon laughed a cold, hollow laugh. "Friends? Sayid, I hate her."
Next chapter, Ana hates Shannon. Like it, Elyad?