Title: 'Liar Liar'
Summary: Sawyer Ford isn't the ideal father. After his divorce with Ana Lucia, he tries to run his company, as best as he can, paying all his attention on it, saying promises he doesn't keep, not realizing that he's hurting his little son by that. What happens when on his 5th birthday party, Max wishes that for just one day his dad couldn't tell a lie? No crash. SANA, AU
Beta: Chloe
Rating: T (basically just to be sure)
'Ships: Sawyer/Ana, Jack/Ana, Sawyer/Max, Ana/Max, Jack/Max and Sawyer/Kate (but it's not like you think, trust me. ;) )
Disclaimer: I don't own Lost or Liar Liar
Genres: Humor/Family
A/N: So this idea popped into my head, when I was watching 'Liar Liar' a few days ago. And just couldn't help but to try to give it a shot. And hell I enjoy writing it so far. It's hilarious, how Sawyer's character is similar to Fletcher's character from 'Liar Liar'. At least at some points. ;)
So yeah, I'm going to take a lot of lines from the movie. So when you read a dialogue that makes you laugh, then it's not mine. Lol. :P
Dedicated to my Beta and Wickedgal08 for being amazingly awesome friends!
Hope you enjoy!
Chapter 1: 'My dad's a liar'
"W-O-R-K."
"Work!" the kids yelled out.
"That's right! Today we're going to talk about work. What do your parents do?" a teacher asked, writing the question on a blackboard "Phoebe, you can start."
"My mom's a doctor and my dad's a truck driver." a little girl in a red dress answered right away.
"Good. Frankie?"
"My parents work at their own shop."
"That's great! Max?"
A boy with slightly bronze skin, dark, almost black eyes and straight, longer blonde hair looked up at the teacher and smiled, showing his dimples.
"My mom's a police officer."
"And your dad?" the woman questioned, nodding for him to continue.
"My dad..." Max began "He's ... a liar."
"Good afternoon, Mr. Ford."
"Good afternoon, Parker!" Sawyer responded, smirking at a fat, short man with a cheeky grin on his face "You losin' a little weight?" he asked, trying to make him believe that it really looked like it.
"Well, I don't know!" the man laughed "Maybe!"
"Yeah, the new diet of yours seems to work!" the Southerner nodded, smirking
"Hi, Mr. Ford!"
"Whoa!" Sawyer gasped, as a short, thin woman stood before him with a wide grin on her face. She had a terrible haircut. It looked like somebody put a strainer on her head and cut all those strands "Hey! Did you do something to your hair?" he asked, trying to be polite.
"It's a bit extreme, isn't it?"
"No! That's the thing nowadays, right?" he announced, grinning back at her.
"He said it would accent my facial features." the woman giggled, stroking her hair affectionally.
"And that's what it does!" Sawyer exclaimed "It completely accents your facial features!" he agreed and quickly walked away, before she could notice his grimace "Hello, Rose." he greeted an elder afro-american woman, standing behind a desk next to his office "How are you doing today?"
"I'm good, how are you?"
"Couldn't be better!" he said, smirking.
"That's good to hear." Rose said, smiling back at him "Mr. McKinley phoned to confirm your meeting tomorrow."
"Strep throat. Some kind of virus." Sawyer said without thinking "What's goin' around?"
"Swine flu?" she offered and he nodded.
"Good one!"
"And your mother called."
"I'm on vacation."
"It's your fifth week."
"Snowed in. Phones are down." he shrugged and gathered a pile of papers from a desk.
"Break mother's heart..." Rose murmured under her breath, shaking her head.
"That's it?" Sawyer asked, raising his eyebrows "Done, right?"
"Yes, except Kate's looking for you."
"Ugh," he groaned "How much ass do I have to kiss to make partner?"
Rose just smiled and handed him a case.
"Tell her I broke my leg and I had to be shot." Sawyer told her and she frowned and looked somewhere behind him.
"Why don't you tell her yourself?" Rose said and he stiffened. He closed his eyes and turned around to see Kate with her arms crossed over her chest.
"Kate!" he exclaimed, forcing a grin "Hey, I didn't see you! You look beautiful today!"
The brunette smirked at him and he thanked God she hadn't heard him earlier, obviously.
"Heard you convinced Mr. Raylee to sign a contract with us today." she said and his grin widened.
"Yes, I did." he confirmed proudly.
"Good job." she drawled, coming over closer to him "Do you have a moment?"
Sawyer looked at his watch and shook his head.
"Unfortunately not. I have to pick my son up from school today."
"A couple of reporters want to talk about your great strategy." Kate continued, as if she didn't hear him.
"Yeah?" he murmured, furrowing his eyebrows "How's my hair?"
"Fabulous. You look great!" she complimented him and mentioned for him to follow her.
"Mom!!!"
A big grin appeared on a face of a young Latina, as she spread her arms and waited for her son in front of a kinder garten.
"Hi, baby!" she yelled and a little boy jumped up on her lap "How's it going, kiddo?"
"I beat Frankie at every single game we played today!" the boy stated prooudly, hugging his mom with a chuckle.
"Really? Well then, I think you deserve some extra ice-cream, what do you say?" Ana asked, smiling and pinching his nose playfully.
"Yeah!" he exclaimed and Ana carefully put him down.
"Ok, so get in the car, Max."
He glanced up at his mother and then looked around.
"Wasn't dad supposed to pick me up today?" the boy asked, as his voice saddened. Ana closed her eyes for a brief moment before bending over to face her son.
"I am sure your dad just got held up in company again. But he promised that he was going to come on your birthday party tomorrow."
"He did?" Max asked doubtfully, looking down at the ground.
"Yes, he did." Ana assured him "Don't you worry, he'll be there."
The boy seemed to lighten up a little bit and he nodded with a smile, then got in to the car. Ana watched him take his seat and her smile faded.
"Where the hell were you today?!"
"I can explain this!" Sawyer announced, grimacing a little at the yell from the other line "Look, I.. I ran out of gas, okay? I know you probably don't believe me, but--"
"You're damn right I don't!" Ana shouted into the phone "Listen, I'm not gonna take this much longer, Sawyer. I can't stand watching that look on Max's face every time you lie to him!"
"I don't lie to him!" the Southerner protested "Hey, it wasn't my fault!"
"Then whose fault was it?!"
"Told you! I ran out of gas! Ok, Ana, look--, just listen to me..." he mumbled, hearing her impatient groan "I'll come pick him up tomorrow, okay?"
"Oh you will?"
"Yes."
"Just like you did today?"
Sawyer cursed under his breath and kicked the nearest chair hard.
"Oh shit!" he screamed in pain, grabbing his foot and jumping on one leg.
"What was that?" Ana asked coldly.
"Nothing!" Sawyer exclaimed immediately, trying to make it sound normally, as if he didn't just broke his toe "Look, I'll pick him up tomorrow, I'll be there, I swear to God, you believe me?"
"Sawyer,"Ana began, letting out a heavy breath "I stopped believing you long time ago. Now you have to make sure Max won't."
He felt his stomach drop a little bit at the thought. He didn't want to lose his son's trust. He couldn't lose Max.
"I'll be there, I promise."
"Ok, maybe you should think of another word, coz everytime you say 'I promise' you don't keep it."
"Ana--"
"Come pick him up tomorrow and I expect you to show up at his birthday party at 8, you got it?"
His eyes widened. He forgot. He had a meeting at 8.
"Yeah, I got it!" Sawyer agreed, before he could stop himself "I'll be there!"
"You better." Ana summed up coldly and hung up. He put his cell down on the counter and sat down by his desk.
"I'm so busted." he murmured to himself and let his head fall down on the desk with a thud, as it hit it hard "OW!"
"Hey, Max! Guess what?" Ana called to her son, who was sitting in front of TV, playing games "Your dad's gonna pick you up tomorrow!"
"He is?!" the boy exclaimed, excited "Cool!"
Ana smiled at him and just then they heard a door-bell. She walked away to answer it and Max followed her, obviously hoping it was Sawyer. But as Ana opened the door, the two of them faced nobody else, but--
"Jack!" Max yelled and ran over to a man, standing in a doorway. He was tall and had short, brown hair, shaven close to his head.
"Hiya, man!" Jack responded, picking him up "How's my little warrior?"
"I'm great! I beat Frankie at a lot of games today!"
"You did?! Wow, that's awesome!"
Ana smiled a little and Jack put Max back down.
"Come on, I'll show you my new games!"
"I'm right behind you!" Jack called after him, as he ran off back to his room. As soon as he was gone, Jack glanced at Ana and smiled.
"Hi." he greeted her softly and she smiled back.
"Hi there," she replied and leaned in, pecking his lips quickly "How's my doctor?"
"A little bit disconnected." he admitted, as he entered the house, closing the door behind him.
"How come?"
"Well, I've had too many patients today... I think I need to take a break." he confessed, putting his hands on her hips.
"Yeah, I think you should." Ana agreed with him and he attempted to kiss her, when a yell interrupted them.
"Jack, come on!" Max shouted from his room.
"I'm coming!" the doctor yelled back. Ana smirked at him and he kissed her forehead and walked away.
"Sawyer?"
He got out of his car and risked a small smile at his ex-wife.
"What are you doing here?" Ana asked, standing in the front yard with her arms crossed over her chest "I thought you weren't coming today."
"Yeah, well... I decided to come after all and take Max for the night," he began, approaching the Latina uncertainly "And I'd drop him off to school tomorrow morning, what do ya say?"
Ana narrowed her eyes at him and he suddenly felt so small under her burning gaze.
"Dad!" Max yelled, as he appeared in the doorway. Sawyer turned to look at him and grinned.
"Maximilian!" the Southerner yelled and the boy ran over to him "Hey, how ya doin', creep?" he asked, giving his son a brief hug.
"Good." Max answered, making him grin even wider.
"Me too... Except my arm has been botherin' me," Sawyer stated slowly, raising his right arm and Max began to laugh.
"Oh no, Dad," the blonde boy groaned, backing away from his father slowly.
"Oh yeah!" Sawyer drawled, grabbing him and tickling him everywhere he could "It's becoming a claw! Nothing can stop the claw!"
Max gasped, out of breath and then started to giggle, trying to get away. He finally released from Sawyer's embrace, laughing.
"Run, boy, run! Save yourself!" Sawyer shouted and Max hid behind his mother.
"Do the claw to mom, do the claw to mom!" he yelled out, excitedly and Sawyer glanced at Ana and met her glare.
"Uh-oh," the Southerner sighed, lowering his arm to his side "You found the claw's only weakness. Subzero temperatures!"
The Latina rolled her eyes, stroking Max's hair, as the boy was hugging her leg.
"Ok, creep!" Sawyer exclaimed, staring down at him "Let's rock and roll! You remember what I promised you a while ago?"
"Yeah!" Max screamed.
"Then go take your stuff and we'll hit the town!"
The boy quickly ran back inside the house, leaving Sawyer and Ana alone once again.
"You won't forget to take him to school tomorrow?" she asked him after a few seconds of silence.
"Dammit, a man screws up once and then he'll be the bad guy forever."
"Once?" Ana asked, raising an eyebrows and he gasped, as if she hit him.
"That was below the belt," he announced, pretending to be shocked "Keep the gloves up."
Before she could snap something back at him, Max appeared with a backpack and a baseball hat on his head.
"Mom, dad's taking me to see wrestling!"
Ana's eyes widened and she glared at Sawyer once again.
"Oh, Sawyer!"
"Oh, Ana!" He imitated her.
"Why do you have to take him to see that stuff? It's very violent!"
"The boy must grow to be a warrior!" he tried to convince her "Who better to guide him than Rick Rude and Randy Macho-man Savage in the cage of death?"
Jack picked that moment to exit the house with a sly smile on his face.
"Oh, dear Lord," Sawyer murmured under his breath, so that Ana wouldn't hear him.
"Hi, Sawyer." Jack greeted him and he had no other choice, but to force a smile.
"Hey, how's it going?"
"Good, thanks." Jack replied and then smiled at Ana and gave her a soft, long kiss. Sawyer grimaced a little and cooed when they broke apart.
"Wow. That was a nice image." the Southerner announced and imitated keystroke "Deleted."
Jack just pretended he didn't see it, but Ana wasn't about to do the same. She threw a punch directly at his stomach and he gasped in pain and sent her a 'what?!' look. Her glare answered him.
"Oh, by the way," Ana said, glancing at Jack "I have some more boxes for you."
"Oh thank you, honey. You're an angel." Jack replied, giving her a smile.
"Boxes?" Sawyer asked, furrowing his eyebrows.
"Remember, I told you a few weeks ago, Jack's moving to Boston." Ana explained.
"Oh, right! The job, the thing. What do you do again?" Sawyer questioned the other man, making Ana glare at him yet again.
"I'm a surgeon."
"Right, right!"
"Well, the boxes are in my car." Ana threw in, loud enough to drown Sawyer's voice.
"Oh, those can wait." Jack said, turning to look at Max "I made this young man a promise, didn't I? Got time to throw a few?" he asked the boy, handing him a ball.
"Sure!" Max said and they both walked away a little. Ana watched them go with an unreadable expression on her face and then walked off to her car, without another word to Sawyer. But of course, he followed her.
"I forgot the boyfriend was moving."
Ana groaned, grabbing a box from the boot.
"Jack," she spat "His name is Jack. And yes, he's moving."
"I'm sorry. I hated him less than your other boyfriends." Sawyer confessed and she sent him a fake smile "It wasn't serious, was it?"
"Semiserious, yes." she admitted, placing the box on the ground.
"You guys aren't--" he began, giving her a knowing look "Y'know, what I mean,"
Ana looked up at him and laughed.
"I have been dating him for seven months by now. What do you think, Sawyer?"
"Really? Ooh!" he drawled, watching her grab another box "I was hoping after being married to me you'd have no strength left."
"Remember, when we were married, I wasn't having sex nearly as often as you were." Ana stated and he scoffed.
"Ouch! And the ref takes a point away."
She just ignored him and stared at Jack and Max.
"Max is gonna miss him." she announced and Sawyer glared at her.
"I'll be here." he blurted out, obviously offended. She just gave him a look and walked away. He stared after her and let out a heavy breath. He was glad Jack was moving.
"Max, come on! We've gotta go!"
A/N: That's what I got so far. :) Don't know how many chapters the story will have, but a few more for sure. Hope you enjoyed! And once again thanks to my Beta! :)