I do NOT own Lost or any of the characters, as much as I want to own Sawyer he is in fact taken by
J.J. Abrams.
Back in season three or season 2, im not sure but we all found out Sawyer has a daughter who is in fact someone called Clementine, my head was wrapped around so many ideas but I thought I'll start off with something rather basic.
Chapter One
Where Have I seen This Man?
Realization hit Clementine as she noticed the fact she was indeed, alive. She saw the face of a man with short brown hair whom was wearing a rather dashing suit.
"My names Jack Shephard, I'm a doctor" He said, pouring some water from a bottle into her mouth.
"What...happened?" Her croaky voice said.
"The plane was having some turbulances, then the plane crashed, guess we landed on some kind of tropical island in the middle of nowhere...Were you on the flight alone?"
"Yeah"
Flashback
"Are you sure you wanna go all that way?" Matt said, kissing Clementine lightly on my neck.
"Matt" She giggled as Matt's kiss travelled further up her neck, "I need to find my dad"
"So what?" He said as he stopped, "First you look in Alabama...Coneticut...Tenesheee...Florida...Los Angeles and now Aussie land?"
"Thats right"
She slowly stood up and looked out of her window. Clementine hated this; not knowing where her father is, not knowing what he is and what annoyed her the most was that her mother never spoke a word of him.
"Clem, you know I love you, but you cant go alone" Matt stood up and placed his hands around her small waist, "Let me come with you"
"No" She simply replied, she turned around to look into the green eyes of the boy she loved the most, "I dont want you to get hurt"
"From what?!"
"You know I can't tell you that, pretty boy" She said jokily, kissing him softly on his smooth lips, "I love you, Matt"
"I love you more, so much more"
End of flashback
Clementine leaned back into the somewhat uncomfortable material which was a piece of the plane wreckage that lay on the yellow beach. One day went by, and looking up into the sweet, blue sky - no sight of rescue. Clementine let out a long sigh and reached for her book 'Pride and Prejudice' and buried her head into the deep, romantic chapters of Jane Austen. Her reading was interrupted from a sudden argument of two men further down in the beach, they were wrestling fiercefully and in a sudden, Clementine jogged closer and let out a subtle laugh. She stopped and realised it was quite serious.
"YOUR A TERRORIST! I KNOW YOU ARE!" One of the men said, in a deep southern accent which was somewhat familiar to Clementine's.
"HOW DARE YOU?! I AM NOT A TERRORIST!" Screamed the other man who looked Iraqi, throwing him a punch in the mouth.
"SON OF A BITCH!" The man replied, running to throw him one but stopped by Jack as he aggressively got them both away from eachother. Out of interest, Clementine gave the rather handsome man a smile as she realized his medium length blonde hair and icey blue eyes which glistened in the island sun.
"Why'd ya say he was a terrorist?" Clementine said, briefly projecting her southern accent.
"What does it mean to ya, Red?" He spoke from exaustion, gulping down a bottle of Oceanic water that he kept sitting beside his tent. "I bet he blew up the plane, alright!"
"Why do ya think that?"
"Short Round over there found handcuffs in the jungle"
"And ya automatically suspect the him being a terrorist?!"
"Yeah thats right, Lollipop"
Something was just so familiar about this man, it wasnt his southern accent and sarcastic humour. It certaintly wasnt the way he gives people nicknames, but she saw him from somewhere. Where on God's green Earth have I seen this man?!
So what do you think?! Reviews would be appreciated =