Now, about this chapter… I'm not sure I think it's perfect… As you might have figured out, there is more to Lily than what meets the eye, but it will be explained in later chapters…

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Chapter 4

Sawyer wakes up early the next morning. He doesn't sleep well, ever since Claire got away in the jungle. He feels guilty. He doesn't know where she is; only that she took of with her father, leaving Aaron in the care of Miles and him. How is he ever going to explain to Claire why Aaron was on the freighter when it exploded?

He gets up from his bed, which is actually made of seats from the plane. He makes his way over to Sayids old tent, rummaging through the things still there. He finally finds the axe he was looking for and walks to the tree line, letting his frustration out on the nearest palm tree. Who on earth takes an axe with them on an airplane, anyway?

Lily is disturbed from her sleep by a loud cracking noise followed by a deafening bang. She gets up hurriedly, temporarily forgetting where she is. When the memory comes back to her she exhales a huff, throwing the tarp out of her way as she exits her new tent. Four feet from her 'front door' a large palm tree is now lying in the sand. She looks towards the tree line and spots Sawyer who is leaning casually against another tree looking pleased with himself.

"Are you out of your mind?" she yells furiously while walking towards him stomping her feet in the sand.

"You sure are grumpy in the mornings" he replies as he just smiles at her. She reaches him and pokes a finger in his chest looking up at him.

"Not only could that tree easily have hit my tent, but you also chose to cut it down before sunrise! Of course I'm grumpy, you woke me up!" she exclaims while placing her hands on her hips, looking surprisingly intimidating.

He leans a bit forward standing over her as he says "Well, missy, I'm awfully sorry I woke you up, but you see I'm the sheriff around here, so you can't tell me which tree I can't cut down".

She frowns slightly as she turns around, mumbling "sheriff, my ass" loud enough for him to hear as she walks back towards her tent. He's just smiling as he picks up the axe, proceeding to cut the tree into firewood as loudly as possible.

Lily spends the morning picking fruit. She is still able to climb up the trees easily. She lets the fruit fall to the ground and then makes her way down again. Even though Sawyer thinks he's the funniest cowboy on the prairie, she is glad she's not alone. At least now she has someone to talk to and someone who can help her.

"No! Please let me go!" she screams as she tries to free her wrists from the man's strong grip, but he is just laughing at her. He pulls her out of her tent and throws her down in the sand.

"These damn bitches sure know how to put up a fight. At least this one is alone. Remember what Ethan said about the whole situation at the other camp?" he tells the other dark figure standing a few feet away. "Yeah, this is an easy assignment compared to what he got. Good thing I'm not a doctor" the other man replies, while pulling some rope out of his backpack. Lily sees this and kicks out hitting the man closest to her just beneath his kneecap. She gets up as quickly as possible and starts running away from them but the other man is right behind her, lunging forward, forcing her down in the sand. She feels his fist connecting with her temple right away, and she goes limp, drifting off into darkness.

Lily walks around the trees looking for any fallen fruit that she might have missed. She picks up a few passion fruits from the ground and stuffs them in her backpack, as she turns around, making her way back. When she reaches the camp, Sawyer is moving all his chopped wood away from the area around her tent.

"Would you like some fruit for lunch?" she asks as she makes her way towards the kitchen. He looks exhausted, and his shirt is stained with sweat on his back and his chest.

"Sure, if you haven't got a sandwich, I guess mango will have to do" he replies while pulling his shirt off.

She catches a glimpse of his chest before she turns her back to him, busying herself with the fruit.

A few minutes later they sit down on a couple of logs in the sand with their fruit and water, eating in silence.

The heat is slowly intensifying as noon is getting closer, and they both have small pearls of sweat on their foreheads. As Lily finishes her last piece of mango she notices that Sawyer is looking at her with a wide grin plastered on his face. "What is it?" she asks tentatively, but instead of answering her he gets up quickly and pulls her over his shoulder walking towards the water. "Don't you dare!" she shrieks and punches him in the back while her head is upside down, but a moment later she is in the water spluttering and wiping her hair out of her eyes.

He is standing in water to his knees laughing and she tackles him easily, causing him to fall backwards into the water with her sitting across him in the surf.

"Ha, look who's laughing now!" she smirks, splashing him lightly. She can't help staring at him, he's actually quite handsome. She jumps a bit in surprise as his hands find her waist, holding her against him.

"I could get used to this" he says, a cheshire cat smile spreading across his face so that his dimples show and she can only focus on them.

He waits for a punch in the face or the statement that he is perverted, but it doesn't come. She doesn't even look offended, he notices. She moves her hand towards his face and he's sure that now he will get it, but she just removes a stray of hair from his eyes, so he takes the opportunity to flip them over so that he's now the one keeping her down. She squeals in surprise and then squirms a bit as he leans in over her, bending his head down and capturing her lips in a hungry salty kiss, which is returned with just as much passion as he feels.