Apparitions:
Okay umm the part in italics are lyrics to the song "Apparitions" by the Matthew Good Band. Enjoy!"
XFlash Forward/X Say hello, Remain, Close to me, A no good-bye, suicide mystery
"You can't do that."
The blonde man sighed in deep. "An' why in the hell can't I?" he asked, turning to scowl at the bald man behind him.
"You know very well why James," John Locke replied.
The rat, In your brain, Turns a wheel, Connected to your guts and, All your faults are in me, And all your faults in me
"No I don't, Mr Clean, so if you'd be so kind to enlighten me -"
"Do you want her to die?"
The question cut through the sentence of the other man, stopping him in his tracks. He looked as though he'd been punched in the stomach. Of course he had known why he couldn't make contact with her. And it killed him. Every question he asked himself led to another; would it kill her?
What would you say, If we lived on TV, Besides all the things they told you to, And all the things they told you to, And all the things they told you to
And all the things they told you to
"I didn't think so," the bald man said, noting his expression. In a fight, he knew he could be overtaken, but the authority and leverage he held was unbeatable.
"Screw you, baldie," the blonde man said, his southern drawl filled with anger and sadness. He turned away, walking towards the ocean, refusing to acknowledge his blurred vision... XEnd of Flash ForwardX
We're stuck, Inside our own machine, Apparitions, Apparitions, Apparitions
"Mmm...James," Kate moaned as he presented her with salad and his gourmet-styled meal...or as gourmet as she'd had in a long time. "How'd you make this?" she asked, surprised. She widened her eyes as a thought occurred to her. "Wait...how do you know that this isn't poisonous??" she asked through a mouthful of salad.
His eyes opened wide, mocking her. "Gee freckles! I never thought of that! Oh well...the rule is 'leaves of three, good for me', right?"
"Yeah, good for you if you want to get rid of me," she replied quickly.
"Ouch freckles...that hurt! Think I'd do that?" he asked, pretending to be offended as he get his puppy-dog look on.
Say hello, Well is it strange, Where you are, Where you used to be kind of free, Are they laughing at you, Laughing at you
Kate just laughed, too grateful of the meal to complain. "What about you?" she asked, noticing he had nothing to eat.
"Worryin' 'bout me? Touching, Ma."
"Shut up Sawyer," she responded, sticking out her tongue at him.
"No really, I'm touched. Didn't know you cared so much for me. Must be my good looks finally getting to ya."
Kate rolled her eyes. "Must be," she agreed sarcastically.
"Finally. Was starting to think you needed to go to the Doc for a pair of glasses."
Kate laughed. "Sure Sawyer. Good to see at least your ego is well-fed."
"Now now freckles, I ate. Just didn't want to make you jealous an' all, with the caramel éclaires I had as dessert to go with my lobster and caviar," he flashed her his dimples to go along with his cocky smile. He didn't want to worry her.
Kate smiled, knowing very well that he had probably only had a bite for lunch, and had saved her the best .
"Thanks, James."
He raised an eyebrow. "For what?" he asked.
Kate just smiled and ate her dinner, knowing that if she expressed her suspicions, he'd think she was pitying him. "Well James, thank you for dinner. I better get to sleep, probably in for a wild, life-threatening adventure tomorrow," Kate said, rolling her eyes as she finished her last bite.
"Wait, Sassafras, you haven't had dessert..." Sawyer trailed off and wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.
"Uh huh..." Kate said tiredly, knowing that with Sawyer, 'dessert' couldn't just be ice cream. "And where's this dessert of yours?"
The rat, In your brain, Rules the world
From the comfort of your living room, Tell me are we leaving soon, The comfort of your living room
Tell me are we leaving soon
"Babe, the dessert is mouthwatering, sweet & sour, and very yummy. And it's right in front of you...wouldn' you just love a taste?"
"Sorry Sawyer..."
"C'mon, just a kiss, darlin'."
"Sawyer, knowing you, you'd take more than one serving."
"Freckles, really. Good night kiss?"
"Sawyer, since when has 'just a kiss' only been a kiss?"
"Sassafras, with you; always."
Pretending to be exasperated, her smirk giving her away, Kate went on her tip-toes, put her arms around his neck and kissed him, pulling back after a peck just to lean her forehead against his. She was surprised by his self-control. He just put his arms around her waist and held her close.
Eventually, not wanting to, Kate pulled away. "Good night James," she whispered.
"G'night freckles," he responded, his smile huge. "Ya know, you shouldn't be worried about me eating, that was the best dessert ever."
Kate, for what it seemed like the millionth time that night, rolled her eyes, but still couldn't wipe off her smile.
We're stuck
Inside our own machine
Apparitions
Apparitions
Apparitions
A/N: Scary, isn't it, how the song fits into the island! :O. Anyways, first story, so please review. I'll try to update quickly and I'll try to include more Skate. Thanks!