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Day 9
Cassie and Sawyer burst through the jungle away from the beach kissing feverishly. Sawyer pushed her up against a tree as their lips moved in sync and he grabbed her legs and she wrapped her legs around his waist. She stroked his face as he grabbed her back and picked her up. Cassie looked up to the stars and gasped for breath as Sawyer kissed her neck lovingly. Sawyer gently laid Cassie down on the soft earth, her pretty hair spread out around her head perfectly, like a halo.
Sawyer looked down at the beauty in the moonlight. No way was she a creature of the earth. She was an angel. He slowly and carefully leaned down to her and when she softly murmured, "Please," he quickly kissed her. She breathed heavily as he kissed her neck. Cassie turned her head at the slight sound at the sound of footsteps, but soon ignored them in her passion.
Sawyer asked Cassie with his eyes if it were alright and she nodded yes. She took off his shirt and he took off hers and soon they were kissing again. But then it all stopped when they heard her name called out, "Cassie?" And out through the dense forest came Jack.
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"No!" Cassie's eyes flew open and she burst up from where she was sleeping. Hyperventilating, Cassie looked around in a panic only to realize it was morning and she was in her tent…not kissing Sawyer in the jungle. She closed her eyes and breathed in and out slowly. Finally, she got up and walked out of the tent.
Boone ran up to her, "Hey, I heard you scream. Are you alright?"
"It was just a bad dream, that's all."
"What was it about?" he asked.
"It was…" Cassie shook her head, "Just a dream. It was nothing."
Shannon was lying down in the sun and she looked up at her brother, "Boone, when are we going to have breakfast?"
Before Boone could reply Cassie jumped up, "I'll get you some breakfast. I've been picking fruit down the beach. Do you like bananas?"
Shannon looked up at Cassie and shrugged her tan shoulders, "Sure."
With her dopey expression, stereotypical blonde brain mentality, and diet addiction, Shannon struck Cassie as all fluff and no substance, the girl equivalent of low-calorie Cool Whip. But Cassie had to give Shannon some credit after lighting up the firework the other day in place of her brother.
Boone was about to be the gentleman and go help her, but Cassie ran off barefooted first. She got a basket from Hurley and piled the basket high with bananas, papayas and a few oranges. She tried to concentrate on the fruits, but her mind kept on wandering to Sawyer. When she started to walk back she jumped as Sawyer shouted to her, "Well if it isn't Wilma Flinstone! How are you on this fine morning?"
She turned to him in the water and then quickly looked back. He was in the water…naked. Cassie bit her bottom lip and tried so hard not to look and at least be polite, but she guessed Sawyer was quite confident. He should be,she thought to herself as she imagined his bare chest. What was this?! Cassie neverthought like this. She was always the Doctor's sweet daughter. Cassie calmed herself, but still didn't look at him. With a shaky voice, she said, "I'm great. I see you're enjoying yourself."
"That I am," she could almost hear the smile on his face.
"How's the water?" Cassie asked and she kind of wondered why she was even keeping the conversation up.
"A bit cold, but maybe if you joined me we could warm it up."
Cassie inhaled sharply and looked at Sawyer's face, not below, "I have to go bring these back." And with that she ran off.
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Cassie came back to the beach and she and Shannon had a nice fruit breakfast. Shannon surprisingly didn't talk much at the moment and she kept looking down the beach where Cassie came from. When Shannon realized Cassie knew she was watching she looked down. But out of curiosity Cassie looked down the beach after a few minutes and there was Boone coming down, limping. Cassie set down her fruit and ran to Boone. She wrapped her arm around him and helped him up before he fell down.
"What the hell happened?" she asked.
Boone looked down at the ground ashamed and said, "Sawyer."
They got back to Cassie's medical tent and she took out the one bottle of peroxide she had. She took out some of the cloths and started cleaning Boone's wounds carefully.
"Cassie, it's okay. It's just a scratch," Boone reassured her.
She didn't realize it till then, but she was holding her breath and her face got red. Cassie let her breath out, but she was still fuming with anger. If Sawyer did this to Boone…she didn't know what she was going to do. "Scratches. Plural. You have scratches that are bleeding like hell and you have a black eye. Now I'm going to ask you again…what the hell happened?"
"He just jumped me. I didn't-."
"Why?" Sawyer wouldn't just do this for no reason. Or at least Cassie thought he wouldn't.
"Shannon has asthma."
Cassie raised an eyebrow, "I've never seen her have an attack before."
"Because she had an inhaler. She took hits when no one's looking. She's been embarrassed about it ever since she was a little kid. I guess breathing isn't cool," he smirked and Cassie gave the wounded guy a small smile. She liked Boone. He always seemed to have good intentions. He was…sweet?
But soon enough, Cassie was back to business, "Had an inhaler?"
"It ran out a couple days ago. But I had 4 refills which should have been enough for a couple of months. But she always forgets her medication so I put it in my suitcase. Today I see that jackass reading Watership Down." Boone said with malice in his voice.
"I'm guessing he took your suitcase too," she said, remembering that day when she woke up to see Sawyer reading her special edition of Tess of the D'Urbervilles.
He grimaced, "Yeah. If he has my book he has my luggage, if he has my luggage he has the inhalers. Her breathing got really rough today, Cass. If she has an attack, it's not going to be good."
Cassie nodded in understanding, "Okay…I want you to go send someone out to go get my father, alright? If Shannon has an attack I want you to lay her down in the tent. Most asthma attacks are triggered by humidity. Try to get her to exhale as completely as she can. Then, get her to inhale, slowly and steadily; try to calm Shannon while doing so. I need to talk to Sawyer. I'm sure he has them."
Cassie walked up to Sawyer who was chopping wood and tried so hard to look up at his face. Why did he have to take his shirt off?!
"What do you want?" she asked.
He set the axe down and stepped closer to her, "Excuse me?"
"What do you want?" she repeated.
"Blue eyes, I have so many answers to that question, I wouldn't even know where to start."
Cassie sighed and rolled her eyes, "What do you want for the inhalers?"
Sawyer put his hand to his chin, "Ah, good question. Hang on a tick. What do I want? A kiss ought to do it." He pointed his finger in exclamation.
Cassie clenched her jaw, "Seriously?"
"Yes seriously, a kiss from you, right now."
"I don't believe you."
"Which part?"
"Everything. You beat up a girl's brother for trying to get her medication and when asked for it, you want a kiss in return. I'm sorry, but this act that you're pulling as the tough guy, I'm not buying it. That night I shot Mars and stayed with you…I woke up in the middle of the night and saw you reading that letter. I saw the look on your face as you read it and you folded it back nicely. It means something to you, Sawyer. It shows that you're human."
"Shut up," Sawyer hissed. "You want to know what kind of human being I am?" he pulled out the letter and handed it to her, "Read it. Read it!" he demanded, "Out loud."
Cassie took the letter delicately and opened it up and read a child's hand-writing, "Dear Mr. Sawyer, you don't know who I am but I know who you are and I know what you done. You had sex with my mother and then you stole my dad's money all away. So, he got angry and he killed my mother and then he killed himself, too…" Cassie looked up at Sawyer.
He shook his head, "Don't stop now. You're just getting to the good part."
Cassie licked her lips and then went on, "All I know is your name. But one of these days I'm going to find you and I'm going to give you this letter so you'll remember what you done to me. You killed my parents, Mr. Sawyer." In shock Cassie slowly folded up the piece of paper and handed it back to Sawyer.
"Now about that kiss…" he said, but looking at the expression on her face he just smirked, "Didn't think so."
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When Cassie came back, Sun was outside of the tent looking inside on a gasping Shannon. Jack was looking through Cassie's medicine supplies and Boone was trying to get Shannon to calm down, "Just try to breathe. Breathe. Come on Shann work with me."
Sawyer walked past the tent as if he didn't give a care in the world about the struggling girl inside. Jack, after Boone told him what happened, approached him, "Give me the inhalers—now."
"Hm, I wondered when the doctor's in town were going to stop asking nice."
Before he could even think it through, Jack punched Sawyer square in the jaw. Jack then quickly grabbed his shoulder in pain from it being dislocated the other day.
Taken aback, Sawyer touched his bloody lip and smirked up at Jack, "Well, it's about time, cowboy. Been telling you since day one, we're in the wild. Didn't think you had it in you."
Jack punched him again. Sawyer got up into Jack's face and stared him down, "Is that all you got?"
Cassie came out of the tent and pushed Sawyer away, "Get out of here you ass." She turned over to her father and gestured him back to the tent, "Don't go down to his level."
"Help! She's not breathing! The attacks are getting worse!" Boone said from inside the tent.
Cassie leaned over Shannon and looked her in the eyes warmly, "Shannon, listen to me. Look at me, look at me. You need to listen now. This isn't just the asthma, its anxiety. It's in your head."
"No," Shannon gasped.
"Yes. You know that your medicine's run out and you're panicking. Shannon, Shannon, look at me. We can fight this, together, okay? Nod your head, Shannon. Good. Breathe in through..."
"She needs her inhaler!" Boone panicked.
"Boone!" Jack snapped, "You worrying like a mother hen is not going to help."
"Breathe in through your nose, slowly. No, no, no. In through the nose, like this." Cassie demonstrated and then blew out slowly through her mouth, "This expels the "stale" air, with little or no oxygen in it. It may seem weird, to blow air out, since your instinct is to gulp it in...but it does work. You can do this Shannon. You can do it. In through the nose." Cassie did it along with Shannon until she was doing it regularly. "You got your breath. Yeah. Your color's coming back. See, I knew you could do this. Do you feel it?"
Shannon nodded, "Yes."
"It's passing. Okay. Again, in through the nose. Alright, just keep doing that. Keep breathing like that. That's perfect, good job."
Jack watched his daughter work with Shannon. He's never seen his daughter work like this before. She worked in the hospital after school and on weekends during high school, but they were always in different departments. He always heard that Cassie was good with the patients though. Jack walked out of the tent and Cassie looked at Boone, "Keep her breathing like this alright?"
"Yeah, yeah. You go on," Boone said.
Cassie walked behind Sayid and her father quietly as they discussed getting Sawyer to confess where the inhalers were. They walked over to Sawyer's tent where he was sitting in an airline seat asleep. Cassie hid behind a tree and watched. Sayid grabbed a big metal pipe and poised it over his head. Cassie flinched as he struck him and Sayid and Jack then pulled him away.
Her eyes got wide as they tied Sawyer to a tree in the distance and she ran after them, "Hey! What do you think you're doing?"
"This was Sawyer's choice, Cassie, not mine."
Kate came out of the jungle too and watched from a few feet away. Sayid got a bucket of water and splashed it on Sawyer's face, bringing him to.
Sawyer looked up at him and smirked, "Well, ain't you the brave one, jumping a guy while he's napping. Uh-oh, I'm in trouble now, ain't I?"
"Sawyer, I'm giving you the chance to do the right thing. Now, all I want is the asthma medicine. Just tell me where the inhalers are and we'll stop." Jack said.
"Stop what, Chico?" Sawyer asked mockingly.
"Dad what are you going to do to him? What if he doesn't even have it?" Cassie asked worriedly. She looked over to Sayid who looked as if he was sharpening…bamboo?
Jack ignored her and said to Sawyer, "It doesn't have to be this way."
Sawyer let out a laugh, "Yeah it does." He looked up at Cassie, "Doesn't it sweetheart? Because I have sinned a great deal."
"We do not have bamboo in Iraq, although we do have something similar - reeds. But their effect is the same when the shoots are inserted underneath the fingernails." Sayid said, finishing with the bamboo.
Cassie's eyes got wide, "No!" she gasped.
"You know what I think, Ali. I think you've never actually tortured anybody in your life," Sawyer hissed.
"Unfortunately for us both…" Sayid said, "You're wrong." And that's when he jammed the bamboo underneath Sawyer's fingernails.
Sawyer's face started to get red in pain and his voice got louder, "That's it? That's all you got? Splinters? No wonder we kicked your ass in the Gulf..." And then a scream of excruciating pain echoed through the air.
Cassie could feel the tears pushing through the back of her eyes, but she shook them away and came towards Sawyer and Sayid, "Please stop!"
"No. Don't stop now. I think my sinuses are clearing," Sawyer said with a grin.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Kate asked scrunching up her nose.
"Perhaps losing an eye will loosen up your tongue," Sayid said.
Sawyer sighed in defeat, "Okay, okay."
"Where is it?" Sayid asked, getting up.
"The only person I'll tell is her," Sawyer said.
Jack furrowed his brows, "Kate?"
"No Jacko, you're daughter."
"What? Why?" Jack asked.
"That's the deal we made earlier. Isn't that right, sweetheart?" Sawyer put his head to the side and smiled at Cassie.
Cassie stared into his eyes and then nodded, "Yeah, it was."
Sayid started to walk away and Jack turned to Cassie before leaving, "I'll be close by, alright?" And nobody noticed Kate hiding behind a tree, wanting to see it all go down between Sawyer and Cassie.
"So, I'm here." Cassie said, "Where is it?"
"Happy to tell you as soon as I get that kiss," he said smiling up at her.
"Are you kidding me?" she hissed.
"Baby, I am tied to a tree in a jungle of mystery. I just got tortured by a damn spinal surgeon and a gen-u-ine I-raqi. Of course, I'm serious. You're just not seeing the big picture here, angel face. You really going to let that girl suffocate because you can't bring yourself to give me one little kiss? Hell, it's only first base. Lucky for you I ain't greedy."
Cassie licked her lips quickly out of nervousness and then nodded, "Okay."
Sawyer smiled up at her, "Okay."
Cassie knelt down in front of him and Sawyer just kept that annoying smile on his face. She leaned closer to him and they were mere centimeters away from each other and then finally she put her lips against his. Their lips molded together and they fit perfectly. But Cassie knew she couldn't go on. She pulled apart from him and they just looked at each other for a moment.
"How did I know your lips would taste like honey?" Sawyer asked with a smile.
Cassie was dazed. She never thought her first kiss would be with someone like Sawyer. Although she was eighteen, she lived a very secluded life and didn't get out as much in high school. Juggling sports, homework and her job. "Where is the inhaler, Sawyer?"
"I don't have it."
"What?!"
"The medicine, I don't have it. Never did." He looked at her with that annoying smile.
Cassie punched him almost exactly where her father did and she screamed in anger.
Kate who watched the entire thing in shock ran through the woods and then back to the beach. Jack and Sayid came up.
"He doesn't have it," Cassie said angrily.
"What?" Jack asked in disbelief.
"He's lying. Can't you see that? He's been lying from the beginning. He doesn't want us to get off this Island. That's why he attacked me," Sayid yelled.
"Now hold on a minute," Jack said, stepping closer to Sayid.
"He destroyed the transceiver!"
"You don't know that, Sayid!"
But before anything could be done to appease Sayid's anger he ran up to Sawyer. Sawyer somehow loosened his bindings though and they struggled against each other. Sayid then stabbed Sawyer in the arm, but quickly let go of it as if it were an accident. Blood spurted out and Cassie ran to Sawyer and knelt beside him, "We need to make it stop!"
Jack ran to Sawyer and tried to hold him down. "Let go, I know you want to!" Sawyer yelled to Jack.
"Shut up and stop moving," Jack said angrily.
Cassie held down Sawyer's shoulders as he yelled at Jack, "You've been waiting for this, haven't you? Now you get to be the hero again, because that's what you do - fix everything up all nice. Tell him to let go, baby. We already made out, what else I got to live for? Hey, Jack, there's something you should know - if the tables were turned, I'd watch you die."
Cassie, in a fit of anger slapped Sawyer as hard as she could and screamed, "Shut up!"
Jack looked up at Cassie when Sawyer said they made out. Was that making out? Cassie didn't even know. Cassie shook her head, "He's a lying douche bag. We both know he just wants to get you pissed."
"Denying the truth to protect Daddy-O?" And then Sawyer was out.
Day 10
Cassie watched as Sawyer woke up with a pale bandage wrapped around his arm and his shirt off…again. But Cassie didn't really care anymore. She was too interested in Sawyer's background than his chest now. "You're lucky to still be alive," Cassie scowled.
"How's Daddy-O?"
"Didn't talk to me after he patched your sorry ass up and went to the tent to check on Shannon," Cassie held up his letter, "I read it again, and then again, because I've been trying to figure out why you beat up Boone instead of just telling him you didn't have his sister's medication. Why you pretended to have it anyway. The thing that I keep coming back around to is that you want to be hated. Then I looked at the envelope - America's bicentennial, Knoxville, TN. You were just a kid, 8 maybe 9 years old."
"Cassie…"
"This letter wasn't written to you. You wrote this letter. Your name's not Sawyer, is it?"
"It was his name. He was a confidence man. Romanced my momma to get to the money, wiped them out clean, left a mess behind. So, I wrote that letter. I wrote it knowing one day I'd find him. But that ain't the sad part. When I was 19, I needed 6 grand to pay these guys off I was in trouble with. So, I found a pretty lady with a dumb husband who had some money. And I got them to give it to me. How's that for a tragedy? I became the man I was hunting. Became Sawyer. Don't you feel sorry for me?" Cassie got up from her spot next to Sawyer and laid the letter on his chest and walked out.
Day 12
Cassie ripped the bandage off Sawyer's arm quickly in his tent with a sour look on her face. "Ow! Watch it Fruit Loop!"
"You pissed me off yesterday Sawyer. Now quit your moaning, I need to replace these bandages." She started to clean his wound again and as she put the bandages on him he started to talk again.
He smirked, "You're guilty, aren't you? Guilty that you let that Arab beat me up while you and daddy just sat back and watched."
She shrugged, "I begged him to stop. I kissed you. I have nothing to feel guilty about. I'm only here because no one else wants to be."
"But you do," he looked up and gave her a small smile, but she didn't fall for it.
Cassie dropped the roll of bandages, not bothering to finish it up, "Do it yourself…"
As she walked out of the tent she saw Kate standing at the edge of the shoreline. After yesterday Cassie wouldn't quite mind talking to another female.
She looked worried and when Kate heard Cassie's footsteps she turned around, "It's been two days since Sayid took off on his own. I keep looking up, thinking I'm going to see him coming back."
"He'll come back. He's just looking for the French Transmission. That's all. I wouldn't be worried. After I saw what he did to Sawyer yesterday I think he'll be fine a couple days on his own." She said giving Kate a small reassuring smile.
Kate smiled back and nodded, "Yeah I guess you're right." There was an awkward silence for a moment as they looked off into the ocean until Kate finally said, "Hey Cassie?"
Cassie turned to look at her, "Yeah?"
"Yesterday, after your father and Sayid left you and Sawyer…I staid."
Cassie was speechless. She just looked at Kate with her mouth hanging open in shock and a little bit of nervousness. What did this mean? Was Kate going to tell her dad? Kate seemed a bit too cool to do that, "Sawyer already spilled it to my dad…"
"He did?" Kate asked.
"Yeah, when my dad was trying to put bandages on him he said it. My father hasn't said a word to me since…please don't tell him. It'll only get him even angrier."
Kate shook her head, "I won't. But Cassie…he's twice your age…"
I furrowed my eyebrows and couldn't help but to frown, "I'm not withhim or anything. Besides some of my friends' parents are distant in age. My friend Charlotte's father graduated high school when her mom was just an embryo. Even if I was with him it wouldn't be that big of a deal, but I'm not so don't worry about it."
"Has Sawyer tried taking advantage of you?" Kate suddenly asked.
Cassie's eyes widened and she stepped away from Kate, "No!"
Kate put her hands up, "Alright, alright, just asking. Because if he has I wouldn't mind beating him up for you."
That made Cassie smile a bit and she was glad that was the end of the conversation.
Day 13
Cassie sat next to Shannon and Boone the next morning eating breakfast like usual. She was starting to become friends with the brother and sister. Boone being the logical and kind one and Shannon being the dumb yet humorous one. The two girls had determined that if they were friends in another life or rather off the island, Cassie would teach Shannon how to make French cream puffs, something she'd learned at an after-school catering job. Shannon would show her how to curl her eyelashes, which Cassie had never been able to properly master.
Cassie started conversation by telling Boone she once went to the same skate shop he got his shirt at in Honolulu during the summer. It was Eighty-Four Skate shop and the brand was the Blue Hawaii Surf Company. She even showed him the brown leather bracelet she got there.
As Boone and Cassie were having a conversation about Honolulu and Shannon was lazily painting her toe nails in the color Flash by Victoria's Secret, Charlie walked up to them. With his shadow hovering over them, Boone and Cassie looked up and Shannon accidentally screwed up on her paint job by slipping and got her dainty pink flip-flop with a slob of paint and hissed, "Shit!"
Cassie gave a smile and said, "Well hello Mr. Pace. How are you this morning?" For the first time, she realized the tattoo on Charlie's arm that said, "Living is Easy with Eyes Closed". It was a quote from Strawberry Fields Forever by The Beatles.
"Quite fine actually. You?"
"Not too bad myself. Do ya need something?" Cassie asked a bit curious as to why Charlie came over. Maybe he just wanted to hang out along with them.
"You're never going to believe this. Someone at the caves decided to build a golf course."
Shannon stood up, "Are you high?"
Charlie looked at her for a moment, "Funny. No, but seriously, a golf course. Apparently, you're father's playing with them right now," he said, looking at Cassie.
"Jack is golfing?" Kate asked, walking up to them.
"That's what I hear. I don't know about you guys but I'm going to go and check this out," Charlie said running off into the jungle.
Cassie shot up and looked down at Boone, "You coming?"
Boone grabbed her hand and stood up, "Definitely. I love golf. Shan are you coming?"
"Of course, bonehead," she said and the four of them chased after Charlie.
Charlie led them to a plateau on the mountain where the game of golf was taking place. "Does this thing have a lady's team?" Kate asked.
"Hey when did you show up?" Jack asked, looking between the four of them.
"A while ago. I almost didn't recognize you. You're smiling," Kate said, lightly flirting.
Jack grinned at her, "I'll have to watch that."
"So, how'd you come up with this?" Boone asked, stepping up.
Jack shook his head, "Wasn't me—it's all Hurley. I've been going crazy trying to make everyone feel safe. I haven't been sleeping because I want everyone to feel safe. And he builds a golf course and everyone feels safe."
Hurley swung his golf club and missed entirely, "Aw, crap, do over!"
Charlie teased him, "It's a mulligan, mulligan. It's a gentleman's sport, you've got to get the words right. Mulligan."
Walt came up to his father who was about to take a shot, "Dad?"
Michael gestured for him to come over, "Hey, come here. Check this out."
"You left me alone at the caves."
Michael furrowed his brows, "What? I left you with Claire."
"She's sleeping," Walt said flatly.
"Oh, man. I'm sorry. I just... I just got caught up. I'm sorry Walt. I screwed up. I'll make it up to you. Hey, you want to play?" Michael asked.
Walt shook his head, "Nah, there's other people waiting."
"Oh no, don't worry about it, they won't mind. You want to take a swing?"
"Michael, it's your shot. You're up!" Charlie shouted.
"Oh, okay, cool," Michael said and then turned back to Walt, "So we'll play later okay?"
Michael hit the ball and it was soon flying over to the first hole. Then it was Charlie's turn. He started to pick grass out of the way and Cassie couldn't help but to laugh. "Guy's please," he said, "I've never made par on a course before." He then took the shot and ultimately misses.
"Dude, you were robbed!" Hurley shouted in glee from down below near the first hole.
"Bollocks! See that?" he turned over to Cassie and Jack.
"Okay, Jack. It's up to you. Sink this and you get to wear the blazer," Michael said.
Kate grinned, "No pressure."
"Yeah," Charlie teased, "No pressure."
"Five bucks he sinks it," Hurley smiled.
Charlie turned around and glared at him, "Hey! You're betting against me?!"
Hurley shrugged, "Sorry dude! You're a duffer, like me."
Boone stepped up, "Make it ten and you're on!"
"I've two tubes of sunscreen and a flashlight says he chokes," said a voice with Southern twang behind them.
Cassie turned around and wasn't sure if she wanted him to play or not. Everybody just stared at him for a moment until Cassie spoke up bravely, "I'll take that action."
Boone shrugged, "Yeah, yeah, me too."
Shannon snarled in jealousy, "You just bet on Jack, dumb-ass."
He gave her a mocking smile, "We need the sunscreen Princess."
And surprisingly everyone, even Jack, agreed to allow Sawyer to play.
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