Lost In Your World.

Authors note: Hello Readers! Okay so I've just finished watching the fourth season of Lost and loved it, but I can't get an idea I have out of my head. So Im putting it here. I started the story in the beginning of Season three and it should move on from there. Any reviews are welcome, any opinions, thoughts, ideas are welcome too. And if I can make anything any better please let me know. Enjoy the first chapter :D

Oh! And I own nothing except whats mine :P

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Locked up in a huge freakin' bird cage was not Sawyers idea of fun. Being forced to pull tricks to get a stupid fish biscuit was just humilliating. At the moment he was lying down, resting his head and daydreaming about a nice cool beer. Freckles hadn't said anything in a while but he already knew she was worrying over the Doc, as usual. That was something that would have riled him up a bit before, but now he was just too damn tired about everything. This island, the Others, freaking polar bears and hidden messages. All questions and no god damned answers. He was sick of it. Pulling apart a twig, Sawyer started to hear a commotion beginning a few feet away, Just out of their line of sight. It sounded like struggling and muffled oaths. Kate was alert now and Sawyer exchanged a confused glance with her. Whoever was making ther noise was getting closer.

"Get the helloffame!"

"Sonofabitch! She bit me!"

There was tussling and scuffling before a grunt was heard and then running. Out of the bushes to the side of Kates cage, a woman came sprinting out. Folowing her were two men Sawyer had seen around this camp. Before the girl could get halfway past Sawyers cage she was hit with a thrown rock on the back of her knee and went down. The faster of the men jumped on her before she could recover, but she was a fighter and she punched and jabbed and scratched. It wasn't long before the asshole holding her down punched her square on the face. Dazed and trying to shake it off, she tried to buck him off her. But he rolled her face down with a knee in the small of her back and called to his partner to get something to tie her with.

Her face was turned in his direction and he tried to get a look at her but she was squirming trying to free herself. Tired of her antics, her prisoner squeezed her side and she gasped and went rigid, dealing with the pain. When she finally opened her eyes he was there, his hands clenched on the bars, his face fierce. Both fighters, both prisoners at the mercy of a mutual enemy.

Eyes locked even as the other man returned and bound her hands behind her. Dragged up by two rough hands, she maintained eye contact untill she was wrenched away and moved inside the dillapedated building.

Sawyer exhaled, not realising he had been holding his breath.

Looked like there was not gonna be any anwers anytime soon in his future.

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Yay! Alright I know its short, but its just to get the story up and running :P

I really hoped you like it.... Review if you do.... :D