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Disclaimer: I do not own Lost, because if I did-- Sawyer and AnaLucia would be together by now. Ahahahah.
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A/N: A Short Three Part Sana (Because I shouldn't even be starting a new fic when I've got so much to do, but honest-to-goodness, I needed to get this out of my system)
A is for Annoyance
Ana Lucia grabbed her spear and hoisted herself up off the ground.
Her body was growing more and more sore from her first fifty days on the island, and her self-imposed solitary confinement made her a bit more lethargic with each day that passed.
She often left at seven-thirty in the morning for a bit of a walk, ever since one day, she glimpsed Sawyer coming towards her hideaway.
She'd die first before she admitted that she was scared of him.
Or that he made her uncomfortable.
Yet you still wish he'd find you.
It annoyed her without end that she did want him to accidentally stumble upon her so that he'd talk to her. Because annoying as he was, she was never quite as irritated with him as she was with the others in this side of the island. And of course-- he was pretty easy on the eye.
'Hey Ana!'
'Hey,' she nodded casually towards Jack who was making his way towards her purposefully, 'what can I do you for?'
'I was wondering if you wouldn't mind taking my shift at the hatch-- Kate needs…'
'Yeah, sure.'
She was grateful to have something to do.
Even loners like herself needed some time around people.
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She should have let Jack finish his sentence.
From where she'd been standing, she'd thought that it was Kate that would be her tag-team partner at the hatch. She was more than eager to have some one-on-one time with the girl, who wouldn't be blamed for thinking that she'd been stealing the two most important guys in her life.
Believe me, she thought ruefully, if I'd known how much trouble Sawyer would be, I would've thrown him back into the water.
It gave a whole new meaning to the 'more fish in the sea' saying, she chuckled.
'Something funny, princess?'
Ana sighed as she returned her mind back to the present, were Sawyer was sitting cockily in front of her, swinging back on one of the chairs.
'Nothing.' She replied shortly.
'Aww come now. We finally get some alone time and you're not at all being cooperative,' he pouted.
'You know what? I think you've got things pretty much covered here,' she began to head towards the ladder, 'I'll see you later.'
'Hey wait!'
Against her better judgement she stopped. She watched him come around the corner and leant lazily against the wall.
'What do you want Cowboy?'
'Do you keep a diary by any chance?'
'No…' she answered cautiously.
He launched himself off the wall and took a step towards her. It took every part of her willpower not to take a step back.
He took another one. Her police training kicked in. She knew where the exit was, she knew where all possible weapons she could use were, and she was ready to strike if Sawyer flung something at her from behind his back…
He was now directly in front of her, and Ana made herself look up into his provactive eyes.
Why doesn't this guy shave?
'Here.'
The movement caught her off-guard.
She jerked backwards and instantly berated herself for showing a sign of weakness towards Sawyer.
By God did he annoy the living daylights out of her!
'Here keep this one,' he extended a small book towards her. She let it hang in the minute space between them, until he shook it impatiently and she found her hand taking it from him.
'That way I can steal it now and then to find out what you really feel for me.'
Then he turned and walked back around the corner.
She shook her head and began to climb the stairs, it was all she could do to stop herself from flinging it back at him.
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Dear Diary,
Sawyer-- You wish.
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A/N: Yeah… I don't know. I now know that its way more fun to read Sana than to write it for yourself. Gah-- why cant they just get together already! stomps foot . -kei