*It's Complicated*
Shannon huffed and glared at the wall, her arms crossed. "Shan, seriously? The silent treatment?" Boone sighed with exasperation. He hated it when she acted like this. It was just like when they were younger, and their parents had refused to treat them to the colorful candy from a shop. Shannon always convinced Boone that, if they were quiet long enough, their parents would give in. It always worked. "Shannon, it's not my fault. They didn't have anymore first class tickets." She just continued to stare at the wall. "Hey, look. They have a candy shop. I'll buy you something, just like when we were kids." He tried again. Shannon's glare softened. But only a little. "Candy makes you fat." She stated, finally turning to meet his eyes. He gave an aggravated look, trying not to smile. The intercom announced that their flight was boarding. "Time to go." Boone muttered. Shannon stood and began walking to the loading area, not bothering to look back.
They walked to their seats, Boone trying to stay indifferent to the appraising glances the guys, varying in ages, gave Shannon as the strutted down the aisle. He moved closer to her, trying to send a signal to all the watching male eyes, not noticing all the looks he himself was getting from the ladies. "Dibs on the window seat." Shannon said, smirking. As if he ever even had a chance for it anyways.
A few minutes later, her hands were clutching the chair arms, nails digging in to the fabric. Boone looked over, knowing that if he tried to comfort her she'd probably end up saying something insulting. But he had to try. "It's okay, Shan. Nothing's going to happen." He murmured, setting a tan hand on her arm. She gripped it tightly, sending a small, nervous smile. When the assent was over, she let go of him, crossing her arms again. Boone's face fell a bit. A while later, Shannon's fingers were tapping the plastic. "Boone, I'm bored. Tell me a story?" Boone raised a brow. She hadn't made that request in a very long time. "Sure. Uh… Once upon a time there was…" He looked around, trying to find inspiration. A few seats away, a pretty older black woman was lovingly looking into her white husband's eyes. Boone smiled gently. "Once upon a time there were two people. A man, and a woman. They met at a small café in town. Every day, they would talk to each other. Soon, they knew almost everything about one another's lives. They fell in love. Completely in love. There was nothing they wouldn't do for each other." Boone found himself getting lost in the story, forgetting he had an audience of one. "The man went to her family, requesting a marriage proposal. But, one thing I didn't mention, is that they had different skin colors. The woman's family refused, ashamed that their daughter had fallen in love with this man. The man was heart-broken. The last day of summer, she went to the café one more time. He was there, a suitcase next to him. He said, "We can be together, forever. Run away with me." And she said yes. They went to a beautiful little town and lived happily ever after." Boone said, turning back to Shannon. She was watching him closely, and he suddenly realized how little space there was between the chairs. "The story fits you, Boone. Forbidden love." She said. For once, her remark wasn't made to hurt his feelings. It was just a statement. She became lost in her brother's grey eyes, and he in her brown ones.
Then the plane began to fall. There was screaming, everywhere. Luggage was falling, and food trays were sliding dangerously. The oxygen masks fell. Boone, struck out of his reverie, turned to Shannon and secured hers before making sure his was on. He felt something bump his head. But it just felt like a small bump, nothing to be worried about. Then he noticed the blood. His head lolled against the seat, feeling his hand intertwined with someone else's. He couldn't remember who it was. The last thing he saw was the husband and wife holding each other, whispering prayers and looking into their eyes.
Hey there. (: I've only been watching Lost for a little while. Shannon and Boone were instantly my favorites. (Especially Boone. Those eyes! Ian Somerhalder. 3) I went through Fanfic and read almost every single story there was for these two. Most of them hadn't been updated in forever. I hate that. I miss these two terribly, so I'm going to continue this. And update often. :D Please, pretty please, leave a review. I'm not even quite sure if anyone will see this. :3 Anyways, tell me what you think. -Cat