This chapter is a rip of young Ben's meeting with Richard in the jungle. And I know, I know....his hair wouldn't have been all long and stuff then..... but hey it's my story.....
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Missy could feel a presence.
Somewhere close.
She span around on the spot as the whispers grew louder and louder.
Missy could hear her heartbeat thumping loudly within her ear drums.
Something was wrong, she could feel it in her bones.
Wiping at her teary face with her sleeve, she breathed heavily, trying to calm herself.
Missy gazed around the whispers carrying on the breeze.
Suddenly she swung around a came face to face with a rugged looking man.
Missy jumped with fright as her eyes widened in shock.
She had met this man before.
Three years ago.
Richard Alpert.
Richard stared at her, his eyes narrowing.
Missy trembled and began to back away.
He was a hostile.
And she had broken the truce.
He was here to kill her.
Missy stumbled backwards as she saw his eyes flickered over her tear strewn face.
She wanted to scream and run, but her body was almost frozen with fear.
She backed up quickly.
He suddenly held his hands aloft.
"Whoa whoa," he said in a calm voice, but Missy backed away from him further.
"Wait...wait!" he said moving forwards, but this only frightened Missy more. "Wait, wait are you lost?"
Suddenly she stumbled and stopped in her tracks.
She gazed at him and he shook his head slightly before repeating his question once again.
"Are you lost?" he asked quietly, his hands still held up at shoulder hight.
Missy's eyes quickly scanned him.
He looked so much different from the last time she had seen him. His hair was long and his face rugged, and the clothes he wore were much more primitive than before. But he had no visible weapons which was a relief.
Missy relaxed a little and glanced up and caught his eye.
"You're one of them..." she muttered, not answering his question.
"One of who?" he said sounding a little irritated.
Missy trembled. She knew what these people were capable of.
"A hostile," snapped Missy, avoiding his eye.
The corners of Richard's mouth twitched into a smile.
"We met before right? A while ago," he said, stepping a little closer, making Missy stiffen.
Her guard was now up.
She nodded.
"Yeah," she stuttered, "........y-you don't look any different."
Richard chuckled. "Neither do you."
Missy glanced around. Looking for an escape.
"What was your name?" Richard asked suddenly, making Missy look back towards him.
He was staring at her with such an intensity it was unnerving.
"Melissa, Melissa Raymer," she said quietly.
"Melissa," he repeated. "So you wanna' tell me what you're doing in the middle of the jungle all by yourself?"
Missy paused.
She had got caught up so much in the moment she had forgotten why she had come out here in the first place.
Sawyer.
He was going to propose to Juliette and Missy would be alone.
She had nothing.
Nothing to stay there for.
Nobody she cared about or who cared about her.
A lone tear ran down her cheek.
She saw Richard's eyes catch it. Catch the sadness etched across her features.
"I left...." she muttered, staring down at the ground, so that more tears splashed silently onto the mossy forest floor.
Richard moved a little closer to her, cocking his head to the side. "Why?" he said in almost a whisper.
Missy stifled a sob and shook her head.
"You wouldn't understand," she breathed, staring down at her shoes sadly.
Richard took another step towards her.
"Try me," he said.
Missy glanced up.
She was out here in the jungle all alone.
Why hadn't he killed her already?
That's what the hostiles did wasn't it?
Richard was staring intently at her.
There seemed to be almost pity in his eyes.
And here Missy was. Out in the jungle with a man she barely even knew, so weak, so vulnerable.
Baring her soul.
"I just.......sometimes I feel...........like.........like I don't belong there......." Missy said tears falling thick and fast.
Suddenly a loud shout was head in the distance.
Both Missy and Richard glanced in the direction of the sound. The direction of the sonar fence.
"Listen," said Richard shaking his head. "You should go, your people are looking for you."
Suddenly Missy sobbed loudly.
Finally breaking down.
She saw Richard flinch back in surprise.
Or was it worry?
Missy turned away cupping a hand over her mouth.
The last thing she wanted to do was go back there.
Back to DHARMA.
She turned to see Richard right behind her. A look of concern on his face.
"I-I can't go back there....." Missy sobbed painfully. "I hate it there."
Richard said nothing.
It looked as though he desperately wanted to reach out and comfort her, but something was holding him back.
The yells in the distance began to draw closer.
Missy suddenly turned to Richard. "Why haven't you killed me yet?" she said through sobs.
He just gazed at her intently for a moment before opening his mouth to answer.
"Because........maybe one day.......you don't have to live with them anymore........." he said quickly, ".......and you could be one of us......"
Missy suddenly gaped. "L-Like a hostile?"
Richard chuckled and nodded. "One of us......maybe that can happen, if that's what you want........but you're going to have to be very, very patient...."
Missy stared at him wide eyed. Contemplating his offer.
She knew she shouldn't, but something about him made her trust him.
Perhaps it was his eyes, shining with honesty.
Missy blinked the tears from own her eyes and nodded.
Suddenly the shouts rang out across the jungle. Calling Missy's name.
"I have to go...." Richard said, glancing nervously through the trees. Before beginning to head away in the opposite direction.
"Wait," called Missy searchingly, "when will I know....."
Richard stopped in his tracks and turned to look at her.
"I'll come and find you...." he said nodding before taking off into the undergrowth.
Missy stared after him.
"Thank you...." she whispered, as the sounds of DHARMA folk drew near.
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