15 days you all had been on the Island. It was hot, everyday, and most days were spent sitting by the water with your feet stuck inside. It was endless, the ocean that surrounded you, and your eyebrows were constantly creased in worry that you would never be able to leave. You had never heard of this place between Australia and Figi, and it was almost certain that no one would be able to find you. At least in your mind, anyway.

"Ana?" said a soft, deep voice behind you. You turned and saw Sayid standing a few feet away, looking concerned. You sighed and turned back towards the waves that were now washing halfway up your legs, but you didn't care. It felt better than the hot sun beating down on them all day. Sayid walked up beside you and crouched down to your level. He stared at you intently for a moment before speaking. "What's troubling you?" he asked. You didn't say anything, you simply dropped your gaze from the water to your damp jeans before looking back up and shaking your head.

"Nothing," you said. He didn't seem convinced. He sat down beside you and put an arm over your shoulders. You started to rest your head against his shoulder but nothing really comforted you these days, so you just continued to stare ahead.

"Everything is going to be all right," he said. "They're looking for us." You looked up at him for the first time in days, and noticed he had developed frown lines. It made your heart hurt to see him so sad. Your eyes filled with tears and you looked away.

"It wouldn't take 2 weeks," you said, "nobody is coming." Sayid held you closer.

"Positive thoughts," he reminded you. "Now come on, you must eat something. You've been sitting here for hours." He pulled his arm away and stood up, lowering his hand for you to grab. You looked at it and then shook your head again.

"I'm not hungry." Sayid stooped down and grabbed both your hands, pulling you to your feet unwillingly. He smiled down at you and you returned his gaze.

"Your stomach is telling a different story," he said, and suddenly you were aware of the grumbling noise it was making. It was loud, and it was then that you realized how long it had actually been since you ate that single banana this morning. You smiled slightly.

"Fine, I am." He wrapped an arm around your waist and the two of you walked back towards camp, excess water dripping off your shorts. Jack greeted you at the tent where they were roasting boar nearby over a amateur fire. He was chewing on some meat, and handed you a chunk on a leaf. He smiled.

"It's nice to see you back over here with us," he said. You accepted the meat and took a bite.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome." You started to walk towards the fire, not realizing that Sayid wasn't walking with you until you sat down beside Hurley on the log and he didn't sit down beside you. You turned around and saw him turned away from you, talking quietly to Jack. Jack's eyes met yours and he started to say something as Sayid turned to look at you. You turned away, your cheeks slightly pink and took another bite of boar.
"Hey dude," Hurley said and you looked at him. You swallowed.

"Hey," you said, immediately taking another bite. He watched you gulp it down in amazement.

"Do you want me to get you another leg?" he asked. You shook your head, your cheeks full of meat. It took you a few minutes to chew it small enough to swallow, but eventually it went down. You looked up at him.

"I'm full now." You ate the last piece on your leaf and set it down by your feet, wiping your hands on your jeans. They were still wet from sitting beside the water, and the grease from the boar smeared down them. You looked around for some sort of makeshift napkin but there was none. Hurley was still looking at you.

"Here," he said, reaching behind him and pulling a shirt from the bag he was always carrying with him. You smiled and took it as Sayid appeared beside you.

"Thanks," you said, wringing your hands through it. Sayid sat beside you after getting himself some boar, and you put the shirt on the log. He didn't speak as he ate, as he rarely does. The silence used to be awkward, but you grew accustomed to it. When he was finished, he used Hurley's shirt to wipe his hands and then stood up.

"How are you planning on spending your evening?" he asked. You thought about it. It would be nice to go for a walk along the shore, but you know Sayid would never allow it. He hated when you were even an inch out of his sight. He didn't trust the Island, or anyone on it. Not even some of the survivors.

"I don't know, I guess I'll go sit by the water again later." He frowned.

"Night is almost here, it's going to get cold. You'll freeze down there." You shrugged.

"What else is there to do on a deserted Island?" He didn't answer you, he just sighed.

"I have to go assist Jack with a few things in the Jungle. Promise you won't stay down there too long?" he asked. You stood up and stared up at him, and he leaned down to kiss you. You gripped the side of his shirt gently and kissed him back. When he pulled away, you smiled.

"Promise." He returned the smile.

"Good. I'll see you later tonight." He kissed you again and turned, swinging a bag over his shoulder and disappearing with Jack into the trees. Hurley was watching you as you watched him leave. You turned to him.

"You're not gonna listen to him, are you?" he asked.

"No," you said, taking off towards the water and diving in. When you popped up through a wave, you noticed Hurley standing up and staring at you. You turned away and started swimming farther out. When you were far enough that Hurley, as big as he was, was only a dot, you laid on your back and floated amongst the waves. You shut your eyes against the sun and sighed, letting your body relax. You didn't realize how tired you were until now. And it didn't take long for you to fall asleep.