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Hope you like the chapter!

Chapter 4: "Twilight Zone."

"Ana!" A voice echoed around the desert "ANA!"

"Charlie!" Claire yelled, walking away from the trailer with a flashlight in her hand, because the only source of light was a camp-fire "Chaaarlie!"

"Hey, I'm here!" the Briton yelled back, though it was way too dark for Claire to spot him "I'll be back in a minute!"

With that Charlie began to walk again, looking around for any sign of Ana, but she was nowhere to be seen.

"Ana!" He shouted again, shivering from the cold slightly "Ana!"

Few meters away Ana was still laying in the sand, unconscious and unaware that a little girl in a dirty, torn dress and a red sweatshirt was sitting beside her, singing quietly under her breath. She had a mis-shapen face, just like those kids on the photos Jack had seen. Although in the darkness she looked almost as normal as any other girl.

"Ana!"

As soon as she heard somebody yell out, she gasped, got up and quickly stormed off, just as Ana opened her eyes slowly. She didn't know what was going on or where she was. All she knew was that her head was about to explode and her whole body was aching...

"Ana!" Charlie gasped, falling to his knees beside her "There you are! What happened?"

She blinked quickly and tried to move, but failed, only being able to let out a quiet hiss.

"Okay, it's all right..." Charlie said softly, realizing she wouldn't get up on her own "It's all right." He gasped out and wrapped one of his arms around her waist and the other one under her knees and then picked her up, "I got ya."

Flashback

Four months ago

Ana rubbed her face with her hands, standing in one spot for at least ten minutes, thinking. She wasn't sure if that was what she wanted to do. Then again, it was her only option.

She slowly rose her hand and knocked on the door before her. Her legs were shaking, nervously. After another ten seconds she heard somebody unlock the door and then she was face to face with Charlie.

"Ana...?" He breathed, surprised "What are you doing here?"

She didn't answer him, busy with fighting her tears. He frowned at her behavior and then his eyes found the bags she had with her. He glanced up back at her, shocked and confused.

"What happened?" He questioned "Why did you come so late and why do you--"

"Can I come in first, Charlie?" She asked him quietly. He decided to shut up and montioned with his arm for her to go ahead.

"Sorry, I didn't think. Let me take those." He said, when she moved to grab her bags.

After another five minutes Ana was sitting in the kitchen with a big mug of coffee in her hand and Charlie and Claire were standing before her.

"So you mind telling us what happened?" the blonde woman asked, rubbing her eyes sleepily. Charlie decided to wake her up, because Ana's behavior alarmed him so much he assumed he would need some help.

They were shocked to see her coming to their house in the middle of the night, because Ana wasn't in her right mind, since the accident. They thought she would stop keeping in touch with them soon and the last time, when Charlie went to visit her and wanted to try to comfort her somehow, she yelled at him to stay out of her business and he had no other choice but to leave and since that moment he had to stay away, although it was hurting him. Ana has been always like a sister to him and it was breaking his heart to see her like that.

And now that he was looking at his best friend, who seemed to be even more depressed, than the last time he saw her, all he wanted to do was to find some way to help her. She could shut him out all she wanted, but this time... he wasn't going anywhere.

"Ana..." Charlie began softly, kneeling down in front of her "What's going on?"

"Can I stay here for a few days?" Ana asked, out of nowhere, gaping blankly at the wall "Until I find something for myself...? I'd go to my mom's, but she had to leave for business and... I didn't have anywhere else to go."

Claire glanced at Charlie, pure sadness filling her eyes and he sent her a helpless look and stared back at the Latina.

"Of course you can." the Brit responded, placing his hands on her arms "You're always welcome here, no matter what."

She stared back at him, her eyes cold and empty... dead.

"Now tell me..." Charlie continued, as his hands move up to caress her face "What happened?"

The End of flashback

"Okay, let me just...Oh, Ana, the hair..." Claire murmured, as she was trying to clean Ana's wound "You know, you really are so lucky,that Charlie found you! I mean, what if you'd had to spend the whole night out there in the cold?"

Charlie sat down next to the Latina and smiled at her, but she didn't smile back. Kate was staring at her too, guilt written all over her face.

"Hey, Ana." the brunette called, surprising everybody and Ana glanced at her "Don't worry... Vincent will come back when he's hungry, okay?"

Charlie had to stop himself from rolling his eyes. It was Kate's famous way to apologize. Replacing it with consolations. Ana didn't say anything and gazed at Claire.

"Did you-- did you try the radio?" She asked the blonde and she shook her head.

"It doesn't work."

"But we heard something!" Kate spoke again, obviously trying to make a conversation with her ex-best friend, "Some sort of breathing..."

Charlie let out a heavy sigh and got up, while Claire just rose her eyebrows. Ana, on the other hand, for the first time in a long time actually seemed to be interested in what Kate was saying.

"What breathing?"

"It was weird..." Kate continued "Right, Charlie? I--"

"I'm sure it was just static." He threw in and she glared at him.

"And I'm not. It sounded like a perverted call." Kate said, glancing back at Ana.

"Only Sawyer would get an obscene phone call out here!" Claire announced, throwing her hands up, but she was silenced by some noise, coming out from outside of the trailer, making everybody jump. Ana got up from her spot on the bed and ran over to the counter, grabbed her gun quickly and attempted to go out. Charlie moved to follow her, but she held out her arm to stop him.

"No, no, no. I want you guys to stay here, okay?" She whispered and he furrowed his eyebrows.

"Ana, what--"

"Just stay here." She told them firmly, nodding and then got out of the trailer. The three of them stared after her, dumb-founded.

"What is wrong with her?" Claire asked, looking at Charlie with fear in her blue eyes.

Ana tightened her grip on the gun, as she was slowly walking with her back pressed against the wall of the trailer. She made her way to the end of it and swallowed hard and then quickly bent over and pointed her gun at the darkness. She didn't see, nor hear anything else.

Just as she was about to come back to the trailer, she felt somebody lay their hand on her shoulder from behind and she quickly reacted by elbowing the person in the stomach.

"Ow !"

Ana turned around, ready to put up a fight, but she quickly realized it was no one else, but Sawyer, who she had attacked.

"Jesus Christ!" the Southerner gasped, rubbing his stomach "What the hell are you doing?"

She stared at him in shock, forgetting about the situation they were in once again. She had other, more important thoughts on her mind right then.

"Could you please stop pointing the bloody gun at me?" He asked her and she put it down immediately "It's just me!"

Ana panted and put her trembling hand on her forehead.

"Jesus, Ana!" Sawyer gasped, out of breath.

"Look, man.. I'm sorry, I--" She began, shaking a little.

"You okay?" He asked her, furrowing his eyebrows in concern. Then he noticed the wound on her forehead. He rose his hand and brushed a lock of dark hair that had spilled over her face. "What happened here?"

Ana seemed to be stunned and they stared into each other's eyes.

"Ana, who are you talking to?"

They both stared at Charlie, who has just come out of the trailer.

"Is it Jack?!" Kate called.

"No, it's Sawyer!" the Brit called back, not taking his eyes off of the couple. The Southerner pulled away from Ana and nodded to Charlie.

"Hey, I found this place out here. You wouldn't believe it. It's like the Twilight Zone." Sawyer babbled. There was an uncomfortable silence, until Claire got out of the trailer and a look of relief appeared on her face at the sight of the Southerner.

"Sawyer! God, I was beginning to worry about you!" She breathed and pulled him into a brief hug.
"No, I'm ok." He responded, surprised. "I found a weird place... There's a huge crater out there. People must use it as a dump site. I've never seen anything like it in my life."

"What have you got here?" Claire asked, nodding towards the stuff he was holding.

"Oh here? Look, it's brand new!" He said proudly, showing her a fishing pole.

"What are we gonna do with a fishing pole in the desert?" the blonde woman chuckled.

"Well, I got here something else, too." He announced and then gave her the teddy-bear he had taken from some car. "It's for Aaron."

Ana rose her eyebrows and Charlie rolled his eyes.

"Aw, that's sweet of you, Sawyer. Thank you!" Claire said, smiling at him.

"I thought you went to go find somebody?" Charlie asked, breaking their little conversation.

"Road dead-ends in five miles." Sawyer replied, glancing at him. "That's where the crater is."

"What are you talking about?" Ana breathed and they all stared at her.

"It's not a shortcut. It's just desert." the blonde man announced and she gaped at him, not knowing what to think.

"It dead-ends?" Claire repeated and Sawyer nodded.

"Dead end."

"I knew that old man was full of shit." Charlie commented, annoyed.

"Yeah... Hope your bro did better." Sawyer said to Claire and she shook her head with a heavy sigh and then walked back into the trailer.

"Maybe we just... missed a turn...." Charlie murmured, trying to stay on the bright side.

"Dude, it's impossible to miss anything out here." Ana spat at him "It's a desert, not freaking Manhattan."

The Brit sent her a playful glare and followed Claire. Sawyer and Ana were once again left alone.

"You comin'?" He asked her uncertainly, after a long while of an uncomfortable silence.

"Yeah, in a minute..." She whispered and stared back at the darkness with the gun still in her hand. Sawyer stared at her and almost smiled, as the situation brought a memory back to him.

Flashback

Five years ago

"To da ladies!" Sawyer announced drunkily, holding his beer up. Charlie attempted to do the same, but suddenly frowned and looked at Sawyer blankly.

"We did that already!"

"We-did-da-already?" the Southerner babbled, wearing a shocked expression on his face. Jack nodded slowly, barely keeping his eyes opened. Kate was sleeping on the couch and Claire was curled up beside her, while Ana was sitting on the floor with her back against the wall, looking actually more bored than drunk "Well... There's a lot o' ladies in da world, so let's just drink for 'em once more!"

"Salute!" Charlie exclaimed and knocked his beer against Sawyer's. They both drank and for a few more seconds there was a silence.

"Now 's my turn!" the Brit called all of a sudden.

"Bring it on, Munchkin!" Sawyer yelled, making Ana burst out laughing at the nickname. Charlie just ignored them both and held up his beer.

"To the ladies!" He exclaimed and the Southerner agreed with a growl, as he brought the bottle to his lips only to find it empty. "Fuck!"

"Where?!" Charlie shouted, shooting into the sitting position "Where is it?! I can't see!"

"He said 'fuck'. Not 'duck'." Ana cleared, realizing Sawyer would never guess what this was about.

"Ahhh, I see..." the Brit mumbled, grinning "Fuck, as in...'fuck'?

"As in 'fuck' coz he's got nothin' to make himself even more drunk than he already is." the Latina said sarcastically.

"Sure thing, Hotlips, but for your information I actually do got somethin' to get wasted even more. Few extra cases in the basement never hurt anyone.. Wanna come with me, Chica?"

"What, you afraid of the darkness, Tex?" She teased him.

"Darkness 's like my best friend, when I got a beautiful lady by my side."

"Yeah, I thought so." She whispered huskily "Sure, whatever. Would hate to see you fall with all those cases."

"Aw, that's sweet, baby. Ya don't wanna see me hurt?" Sawyer cooed. He actually looked gorgeous, doing that.

"No. I don't wanna see all those beers crashing on the floor." Ana objected abruptly, slowly trying to get up "C'mon, man, let's go, shall we?"

"Whatever you say, sweetcheeks... Ow !"

Charlie giggled under his breath and tried to muffle it by coveirng his mouth with his hand.

"What was that for?!" Sawyer demanded, rubbing his stomach and looking at Ana sharply.

"I'm no sweetcheeks for ya, Cowboy." She explained and he actually smirked at that.

"You the boss here."

"Better remember that one."

After at least ten minutes of colliding with many things on their way, they stopped in front of the door of the basement.

"I'd get here faster with my eyes closed." Ana announced "It's like ten meters away from your room."

"Well, Chica... At least we didn't end up, for example, in the bathroom!" He stated and then opened the door and froze. Ana just stared at him with a 'not a bathroom my ass' look on her face and they gaped at the shower, sink and toilet.

"We must have missed a turn." Sawyer told her seriously and then looked around, as if it was the first time he was there.

"Dude! It's impossible to miss anything out here!" She snapped, tossing dangerously "Since when you consider your small, poor flat to be a Manhattan?"

"Chill. Let me think."

"Excuse me!?"

"Shh!"

"Are you insane?!"

Sawyer looked straight at her and scoffed.

"Shh! I said to be shh!"

"Man, you seriously need a map to get to the basement in a flat that has only like... two rooms?!"

"Okay, I know where to go! We're close!" Sawyer yelled out suddenly, totally ignoring her. Ana sighed and rolled her eyes.

"Lead the way." She told him ironically and he turned on his heels and pointed at the opposite door to the bathroom one.

"I shoulda seen it comin'." Ana commented, as he opened the door and they both stepped inside "What, no stairs?"

"No."

"What kind of a basement is that?"

"Well, actually it's a cubby. I just call it basement. Sounds cooler."

She had to stop herself from rolling her eyes again. It seemed it was her favourite thing to do, while she was with him. She was wondering how someone can be so annoying... and so charming at the same time?

She stopped thinking about it, though, as soon as she felt his body making contact with hers. He wanted to make it look like he was just trying to push past her, since the whole cubby thing was very small, but Ana knew better and immediately realized what he was trying to do.

"What d'ya think you doin', man?"

"Am tryin' ta get to da cases, girl, what do you think?"

"Cheap and cheesy."

"Excuse me?"

"The move. It's cheap and cheesy."
"What move?"

"Since I know you're fuckin' drunk, how's it possible it doesn't surprise me you're actually a totally clueless person, trying to be a smartass?"

"You're not makin' much sense now, hate to break it to ya."

"Yeah? And you're a clueless dork."

"Ouch, Chica."

"And a sexist pig."

"Seriously, stop, you're hurtin' my feelings."

"But I like ya anyway."

"Told you to stop, it's so mean of--..." He paused and then looked at her "What'd ya just say?"

"That you're a sexist pig."

"No, after that."

"That I like you."

He grinned so wide she thought his dimples would wear out.

"Now what makes you say that?"

She snorted and smirked up at him.

"Beer, Sawyer."

He grinned even wider and moved closer, placing his hands on her hips. She laughed and quickly shrugged them off.

"I do like you, Sawyer, but you won't get me to sleep with you tonight. I may be drunk, but I'm still not easy."

"I wouldn't have sex with ya even if you wanted."

"Oh really? And why's that?"

"Coz I'm not ineterested in the slutty-type of woman. And you just confirmed me I had a right idea about you."

That made her actually blush. It was nice to hear something like that from him.

"Why you putting your hands all over me then?"

"Was just testing you." He said, smirking.

"Really now? How'd it go?"

Sawyer shook his head with a chuckle and leaned in closer to whisper in her ear:

"You passed."

The End of flashback

"Wait. Ana. Don't close that door." Charlie called, taking Aaron from Claire "We're leaving in a second."

Ana turned around with wide eyes and watched them gathering blankets and pillows.

"What? You guys aren't gonna wait till Jack gets back?" She asked, trying to cover any signs of fear in her voice. Sawyer narrowed his eyes at her.

"No, Ana. We're exhausted. We need to get some sleep." Charlie responded.

"No, no, no. It's fine. It's--" Ana began, coming over to him "You'll be more comfortable here. Look, I'll sleep on the floor, and Sawyer and Kate are gonna be up front and, and--"

Kate furrowed her eyebrows and her eyes locked with Sawyer, who had a similar kind of expression on his own face.

"--and you and Claire can take the back... We got extra sleeping bags, we--"

"Ana, hey, hey, Ana !" the Brit tried to calm her down "You got six people sleeping in a three-person trailer... It's not comfortable. It's a little bit weird, okay?"

"But--"

"We comin'?" Claire asked him, cutting her off.

"Yeah."

And with that they both got out of the trailer. Ana ran a hand through her hair and followed them.

"Charlie, hey!" She called, grabbing his arm "Can I talk to you for a sec?"

"What's up?" He asked her with concern. Claire walked away to the car, leaving them alone.

"I, uh--"

"Ana, you sure you're all right? You're pale."

"No, I'm fine! Look, uh..." She began again, squeezing his arm a little bit too hard, making him wince "When I, uh--"

"Ana." Charlie said, grasping her stiff hand and moving it away from his arm.

"No, no, no, it's--" She mumbled, but he interrupted her once more.

"Hey, hey, Ana!" the Brit said louder, placing his hand on her shoulder "I'm sure Jack will be back soon, okay?"

She stared at him long and hard and opened her mouth to say something.

"Ana, stop. I know what this is about."

"What?" She asked him and he gave her a 'come on' look.

"You don't wanna sleep in the trailer only with Sawyer and Kate, right?"

"No, Charlie, you got this all wrong, I just--"

"Charlie, you comin'?" Claire called for him.

"Yeah, yeah, I'll be right there!" He called back over his shoulder, before turning back to look at Ana "You can go sleep in the car if you want to. I'll go to the trailer."

"Charlie, this isn't what I'm tryin to--"

"Listen, if Jack's not back by midnight, we'll go look for him." He assured her "Now go get some rest, you're not looking too good." He teased, smirking at her and she rolled her eyes "Deal?"

Ana just sighed heavily and then slowly nodded.

"Deal."

"Come here." He whispered and pulled her into a hug. "It's gonna be ok. Everything's fine." He breathed into her hair. After a few seconds they pulled apart and he pinched her nose playfully. "Go to sleep."

She forced a small smile and let him walk away to the car.

"G'night, Ana!" Claire called, as Charlie approached her. They both looked at her and she waved her hand at them and entered the trailer uncertainly.

"You sure she's gonna be okay?" the blonde asked her husband. He glanced at her and there was a silence for a short while, before he broke into a huge grin.

"Of course. She's Ana, after all, right?"

Claire laughed and opened the door of the car, then got in. Charlie turned his eyes back at the trailer and his grin disappeared.

Was he sure? ... Definitely not.

Flashback

Four months ago

"I feel sick."

"Tell me 'bout it."

"No, I rel-- real--reel --- feel... sick!"

"Then go ta bed, ya got a problem with that?"

"I would!" Claire announced "But I'm lying in a fucking shower and first I gotta figure out how ta get out..."

"Since when do you curse?" Ana asked, as she leaned her head back against a wall, sitting on a bathroom floor with a big, but now empty bottle in her hand.

"Since I'm drunk." the blonde replied simply, sitting up and glancing at the pale Latina. "I'm fuckin' drunk."

Ana was staring at her for what seemed like five minutes and then let out a weird sound and covered her mouth with a hand.

"I'm gonna be sick!" the brunette breathed and crawled towards the toilet quickly. Claire grimaced and laid back down with a groan. Ana placed her hands on the lavatory pan, breathing heavily and yet, she felt even worse.

"Okay... Keep it inside... Keep it inside..." She murmured to herself, squeezing her eyes. "Oh my God, I'm gonna throw up!" She screamed with a horrified expression on her face "...No, I ain't gonna throw up..." Ana added after another five seconds and sat back down on the floor "False alarm...The only problem here is my darn headache..."

"No, the problem is tequila." Claire objected, sitting up again and gaping at Ana drunkenly "T-e-q-l--... no 'u' goes first..."

"And when I startin' ta think about the dick, then it makes me wanna throw up again..." Ana mumbled, closing her eyes and grabbing her head with both her hands, as if she was afraid it would fall off.

"Ya mean Sawyer?"

"Nah, I mean my mother. Of course I mean him!"

"By da way... He called again!" Claire told her angrily "The dick really thinks you're here!"

"Yeah and good for him, coz I am here indeed for the whole goddamn time and you guys hidin' me."

The girls were looking at each other for a minute and then Claire shook her head.

"Right !" She gasped, smacking her own forehead, as if she had only just remembered about i.t "What if he comes here to check if you're really here? I mean... if you're really not here?"

"Fuck him....The only thing that really matters to him is... his... stupid boy penis !" The Latina exclaimed and just then Charlie entered the bathroom with Jack on his heels. The Brit glanced at his wasted wife and friend and rose his eyebrows.

"Oookay... " the blonde man mumbled, confused.

"I need to get outta here..." Ana murmured quietly and Charlie looked down at her.

"All right then.. Let me help you." He said, attempting to pick her up, but she pushed his hands away.

"No... I mean I have to get out of this house." She stated, trying to focus on her friend's face instead of her memories and her terrible headache.

"You want to move out?" Jack asked with his eyes on Claire.

"Isn't it a great idea? You guys have an excuse to get rid of me."

"Don't even think about it." Charlie told her sternly "You ain't goin' anywhere."

"Who the hell do you think you are to tell me what I can or can't do, huh?" She asked him angrily and he gazed down at her softly.

"Your best friend."

She looked up at him and then leaned her head back against the wall, closing her eyes, not knowing what to reply. She was too drunk to come up with something smart enough.

"Sawyer called." Jack said suddenly, making Ana open her eyes again.

"When?"

"Dunno, a minute ago."

"Fucking pig."

"Yeah, I know."

"Look, maybe we should just change the number." Charlie suggested and Ana snorted.

"Yeah, it's a brilliant idea! I've got another one! Let's all move out and buy ourselves an igloo in Greenland." She replied sarcastically and Claire giggled, tossing slightly in the shower "Seriously, it'd be better if I just left."

"Hun, you don't have anywhere else to go." The Brit tried to convince her.

"I'll find myself a new home."

"Ana," Charlie whispered "This is your home now."

She glanced up at him, out of words. Jack smiled a little to himself and moved to take his tooth-brush.

"So from now on... " Charlie continued, as if nothing happened "... we're just gonna have to stop answering his calls. He'll stop... eventually."

"No, he won't." Ana objected "You got no idea how stubborn he is."

"She's right." Jack confirmed, nodding. "He won't stop until he gets what he wants."

"Yeah, that's Sawyer for you." Claire added "That's Sawyer and his stupid boy penis !" She sang, waving her finger. Ana burst out laughing and they all looked at her. She was laughing her ass off for a good minute, before it came to them, that the laughing actually turned into crying.

Jack stared at her with a sad look on his face and Claire popped her head up on her elbow, tears welling up to her eyes at the sight of her friend sobbing. Charlie let out a heavy breath and came over to her.

"Okay... Okay, it's all right..." He whispered, bending over and wrapping his arms around her "It's all right..."

"I hate him... I hate him so much!" She cried, burying her face in the crook of his neck.

"I know... I know it, hun." He tried to comfort her, as he picked her up "Come on, let's get you to bed, okay?"

She didn't answer him, just hung her arms loosely around his neck, looking like a doll in his arms.

"You'll take care of Claire?" Charlie asked Jack, hitching Ana higher up, wrapping one of his arm around her waist, as the other one went under the back of her knees.

"Sure, no worries, man." The doctor assured him and came over to his sister. Charlie exited the bathroom with Ana and slowly made his way to her old room. He came over to the bed and carefully laid her down and when he was about to let her go, he felt her hands grab his t-shirt in fists.

"I ain't going anywhere, Lucy." He reassured her and sat down beside her "I'll wait until you fall asleep."

"I don't want you to wait until I fall asleep." She whispered, not letting go of him. "I want you to sleep with me here."

"Just like when we were kids?" He asked, amused and she managed to smile a little.

"Yeah. But I promise I won't take all pillows for myself this time." She assured him and he chuckled.

"Okay then, gimme a little room here, will ya?" Charlie said and she let go of his t-shirt and moved slightly, so he could lay down beside her. He grabbed a duvet and covered them both with it. Ana snuggled closer to him and laid her head on his chest, wrapping her arm around his waist and he wrapped his own around her back.

It was funny how comfortable they were with each other and how there was absolutely no sexual tension between them. They were like brother and sister. And they weren't aftraid that Claire would catch them like that the next morning. Even if she did, they knew she wouldn't mind at all. She was never jealous about Ana because she knew there was no reason. She knew Charlie loved her and she knew that Ana loved him, too. And she was more than fine with this.

"Charlie..." Ana whispered, all of a sudden.

"Thought you were asleep." He murmured in response "What's up?"

"I haven't been completely honest with you lately." She confessed and he could hear the fear in her voice.

"What'cha mean?"

"I should have told you this a long time ago, but I just ... didn't know how..."

"You're scaring me now. You know you can tell me everything."

"I know." She breathed, not having the guts to look up at him "It's about the accident."

"Yeah...?" He said, giving her a sign to continue.
"A month ago... when I was shot... I lost something."

He frowned, not knowing what to think about it. What was she talking about?"

"Or rather someone... We... I mean, me and Sawyer decided not to tell anybody, but I think you have a right to know and I'm sorry I'm telling you this so late."

"It's ok, I understand. Now get to the point, you're seriously scaring me."

"I was pregnant." She choked out and he knew she had her eyes full of tears without even looking at her. She didn't have to explain this further to him. He already knew what she meant. And God, all he wanted to do was to take the pain away from her. She didn't deserve this. None of it.

So he hugged her tighter, as she let out a quiet sob.

"I'm so sorry for the way I was acting!" Ana cried out "But it was so hard for me to get over it... I'm still not over it."

"Oh God..." Charlie whispered, squeezing his eyes tight shut and stroking her back, "I'm so sorry, Ana."

He didn't know what else he could say to make her feel better. And he also didn't know that he already made her feel one thousand times better. Just because he was lying there with her. Just because he was talking to her. Just because he made her think that somebody in this world actually cared about her.

"I love you, Charlie." She said suddenly and he smiled and kissed her hair.

"I love you, too."

The End of flashback

Ana was sitting on the floor with her back against the wall and a flashlight in her hand. She kept on switching it off and on.

Sawyer was sleeping on the couch with his mouth wide opened and Ana had to stop herself from smiling at the familiar sight. Kate was sleeping on the bed in the back.

Ana was breathing heavily and unsteadily, her legs shaking nervously. She glanced at the clock. It was ten to midnight.

Suddenly she heard a barking from outside of the trailer. She looked up at the window and felt her stomach drop.

"Vincent!" She gasped and then got up, quickly grabbing her gun from the counter and exiting the trailer.

She marched into the darkness, panting and looking around, although it wasn't like she could actually notice anything.

"Vincent!" She called, hoping to see a gold Labrador running out from the shadows "Vincent!"

She stopped at the sound of rustling and tossing and she stared at the bushes that were in front of her.

"Vin--" Her voice froze in the middle of the word, as she heard the barking again and the sound of cold laughter from a man, not too far away from her. She held her gun tighter and attempted to keep on walking to get to the someone, but she thought about her sleeping, unaware and helpless friends and quickly changed her mind and took off, running back to the trailer as fast as she could.

A/N: Thank you for your reviews and I'm sorry for the long wait. Lack of inspiration, sorry. Hope you liked the chapter!

Oh and yeah, I took some lines from Grey's. Don't own anything either way. Hey, that rhymes! :P A little, lol.

In the next chapter, the drama begins! XD