I'm really horrible. Sorry for not getting this out to you earlier, but things kind of went crazy the past few weeks. But I haven't forgotten you all! Here's The Moth, as little late, but as promised. So read, and don't forget to review!
The Moth
(Adrian Centric)
Jack stood hunched over, packing the last of his things. Abby handed him a water bottle, and crossed her arms.
"So, um…you're not staying?" Jack shook his head.
"Call me a broken record, but caves are a natural shelter. And a hell of a lot safer than living here on the beach." Abby nodded.
"I know, but I just…well…I'm staying. I mean, I'm a doctor too, so if Claire needs anything." Jack made no response. "I'm sorry."
"I just don't understand why you won't come with me-us. It's maybe a mile up there, if that." Abby sighed.
"I just don't think I'll be able to set up house, Jack. We've only been here for eight days." Jack slung his backpack over his shoulder, and started walking.
"I want off this Island too, but we both know that's not going to happen any time soon. I'm not mad, but I don't see your logic." Abby nodded, and watched Jack leave. Her heart fluttered. Why did she need to stay?
xXx
Adrian filled up his water bottle. The caves were nice, cool, but he missed the beach. The noise was unbelievable. What do you get when you cross about eighteen people, running water, little space, and a cave? Lots and lots of sound. Too much for even Adrian. He decided to take a walk, to escape the seemingly endless quarreling and fights. He almost forgot his sunglasses, and picked a pair off of his bag. He loosened his scarf, and walked out into the jungle.
xXx
Adrian pulled his car up to the pump, and shut the door behind him. He was almost out of gas, and he had places to go; people to see. He entered the amount of gallons he needed, and lit up a cigarette. A little girl from the next pump over chastised him.
"My mommy says it's bad to smoke." Adrian laughed.
"Well, not for little kids, no. But for grown-ups its ok." The little girl nodded, and went back to her mother. Adrian laughed to himself. Kids. He took his credit card out and paid for the gas. He turned around to see a car speeding toward him. In surprise, he dropped his cigarette. Adrian didn't see where it had landed, but he soon realized.
"Oh shit." His car was on fire, and it was about to explode. He hit the ground, and then...black.
xXx
Adrian walked further into the woods. It was unbelievably hot, and humid. The sky was thick with clouds. He hopped over a tree branch, not caring where he was going. He'd find his way back eventually. Adrian swatted at a fly that caught his face. He walked and walked, until he came into a clearing and decided to sit down. He heard squeals, and carefully took out the knife he had found in the cave. Adrian turned around the bend in the clearing to see Locke, Charlie, and a boar. He stepped on a twig that crunched underneath his feet. Charlie looked at him. He looked terrible. Locke smiled at him.
"It seems you found my knife." he said, welcoming him. Adrian, for once, was speechless.
xXx
Sayid stood on the beach, holding a large pole. Around him stood Ivy, Leah, Tammy, and Boone.
"Three antenna. Three points of a triangle. One here on the beach. Another, Ivy, will position in the jungle, roughly two kilometers in, and the third I'll take to high ground, up there. If the French transmission is coming from somewhere within our triangulation, I'll be able to locate the source. But there are two complications." Half of them looked like their brains had just been hit with a nuclear bomb. "The power cells I grafted onto the antennas are dry. There's no telling how long they'll last. A minute - maybe more, maybe less." Tammy rolled her eyes.
"It's not like this is sticking with us. Why are you telling me the tech stuff?" Sayid couldn't say. Ivy, however, had worked with electronics before, and knew what he was talking about.
"So we have to wait until we're in position before we switch them on." Ivy explained. Sayid nodded.
"Wait. Wait a second. How are we going to be able to tell that we're actually in the right position? We have no way to communicate with each other." Boone realized. Sayid took something from out of his pack. Tammy's eyes grew wide.
"Oh, man. No way. Don't tell me those are…BOTTLE ROCKETS?" Sayid laughed to himself, and then addressed the group.
"Thank God for fireworks smugglers. Now, when I'm in position I'll fire off my rocket. When you two see it, you fire yours. As soon as the last one has gone up we all switch on our antennas." Tammy interrupted.
"Excuse me. Maybe you skipped a day in kindergarten, but you said there were two complications. You only gave us one." Tammy smiled like she had just cracked a murder mystery.
"The battery in the transceiver is dead. Without the transceiver all of this is for nothing. Something from a laptop computer would probably work, but I've not been able to find anything." Tammy looked at Leah, and looked back at Sayid.
"Well, Sawyer has a stash of things."
xXx
Adrian tried to lighten the situation of the trip back to the caves by cracking jokes and the like. Unfortunately, Locke wasn't the laughing type and Adrian assumed Charlie was sick or something. The walk was mostly quiet; no monsters or polar bears. Locke stared at Adrian's scarf.
"It's hot out here. Why don't you take that scarf off?" Adrian tightened it.
"No, no. I'm-I'm good. This scarf's survived a bunch of stuff. I can't bear to part with it now!" he said in a dramatic voice. He actually got a smile out of Locke. It was more of a, I can't believe how immature you are, kind of smile. "So, uh, Locke, right?" Locke nodded. "How's life?" Locke laughed.
"Well, we're on an island. We've been here for eight days, no rescue. But we have boar and water, so I'd say pretty good." Adrian nodded.
"What about you, Charlie?" Charlie turned his head around. "How's your life?"
"Brilliant. Just bloody perfect." He turned back around. Adrian raised his sunglasses. They were back at the caves. He saw Hurley and Jack lugging some suitcases and Charlie rushed to help them. He spilled all the contents of the bag and had an argument with Jack. Adrian went over to the stream, and filled up his water bottle.
"Charlie, leave it. Go get some water. Maybe you're dehydrated. Charlie, I got it. Go take care of yourself, man. We don't need you right now." Charlie looked depressed and went over to his guitar.
xXx
"I have no idea how he survived this mess. I'm not even trying to make the situation better, ma'am. It's just a pure miracle." said the doctor."All we know is that one minute, he's filling up his gas tank. The other driver nearly smashed into him, and from what the authorities guessed, he dropped his cigarette into the gas, causing an explosion. He is very blessed. He'll be able to leave in a few hours." Adrian listened intently as the doctor told his wife about the accident. He felt fine. All he had were some mild burns on his arms and legs, and his hair was a bit singed on the ends, but other than that-perfect. He put his regular clothes on, and when the nurses gave him the okay, he checked out.
"Yes, Mr. Bradford. You're very lucky. Most people would have died in that situation." The woman behind the desk said. Adrian smiled.
"Hey, there's nothing I haven't done yet." He winked, slung his jacket over his arm, and walked out the hospital doors to his car.
xXx
"Sure. 'You came up with the damn idea so you get to go talk to him.' No, no, not the fugitive who could freaking handle herself but Tammy. Perfect. Just damn perfect." Tammy sighed as she trudged along to Sawyer's tent. Everyone in the group had voted her to go 'persuade' Sawyer into giving them electronics. "Not even the Iraqi guy could have gone. I bet he could, I don't know, punch him or something. No, let's just send Tammy. Cause that's going to work out just great!"
"What's gonna work out great, Tambourine?" Sawyer came out of his tent, holding what looked like a mango. Tammy went in, and started digging through the seemingly countless bags. Sawyer stood at the front of the tent, too stunned to do anything. Tammy sighed, and turned to face him.
"You don't have a single freaking battery? You live like a beetle or something. You never give anyone anything, and frankly, it's pissing people off!" He gave her a look. "You just don't want to get off of this place, because no one cares enough for you to care!" He hung his head in mock insult.
"Looks like I've been all figured out. And you feel sorry for me. That's just gold, ain't it?" Tammy sighed and muttered under her breath.
"It's not sorry. It's pity. Because you don't make an effort to even get along." Sawyer smiled and reached into a bag underneath his pillowcase.
"All you had to do was say please." He said, pulling out a laptop. Tammy took it and uttered a barely audible thanks before turned on her heels and speeding back to Sayid.
xXx
Adrian was hanging around the caves, taking a 'vacation' from all the crazy stuff that'd happened since the crash. Hurley came into the cave, lugging what looked like a guitar case. Adrian got up (for he was extremely bored) to go help him. He remembered that Charlie had said something about a guitar when they were on the signal mission, and took it from Hurley.
"Hey, Charlie. This yours?" He called out. Charlie came around back, looking sick.
"Oh yeah. You're probably wondering because I play bass in Drive Shaft. I wrote a bunch of tunes on that - You, All, Everybody." He nodded, but a light bulb went off in his eyes. Guitarist obviously suffering drawback from something, Drive Shaft, You All Everybody. He knew who this guy was. Hurley came up behind Adrian.
"Listen, uh, man. Jack just wants you to find another place for it. He's moving supplies and says it's in the way." Charlie looked offended, then it turned to raging anger. He started walking quickly towards the caves where Jack was, and Adrian followed after him, trying to get him to calm down. He started yelling at Jack.
"You know? A lot of people look up to me. They respect me. And you, you just treat me like I'm some bloody child! Like I'm some useless joke! Charlie's not good enough to do this, Charlie's just in the way. Put Charlie onto that." Adrian tried to butt in but was interrupted by Jack.
"Sit down. Let me take a look at you man." Charlie looked at him in disgust.
"Oh, you're going to look out for me, yeah? We'll look out for each other, that's how it is? I'm not interested!"
"Charlie, just calm down, alright?" Adrian asked. Charlie stared at him for a second, and then Jack also tried to calm Charlie down.
"You're not yourself, Charlie." A bomb went off in Charlie's head.
"You don't know me! I'm a bloody rock god!" Charlie yelled at the top of his lungs. Suddenly, the walls of the cave shook. A few rocks tumbled down off of the roof. A deep, loud, rumbling sound came down. Charlie started running for the door as bigger, heavier rocks came tumbling down. Jack stood, dumbfounded, and Adrian had to pull him in deeper into the cave to avoid being smashed to death by giant rocks. The roar quieted after five minutes. By that time, Adrian could see no light, nor Jack. He pulled himself off of the ground, and took out his cell phone, which he still kept on him at all times. He waved it around the cave, and saw that the spot he landed on was the only spot in the cave not filled by boulders. He escaped death once again!
xXx
Everyone outside had heard the roar too. Hurley was standing outside, trying to look into the caves. Henry ran over, followed by Parker and Ivy. Charlie came stumbling out of the cave, covered in dirt.
"Where's Jack?" Parker asked. Henry looked around the group.
"Hey! Where's Adrian?" Charlie pointed back to the caves. Henry ran up to the wall. "Adrian! Can you hear me?" Parker turned around.
"We need someone to get help. Hey, Henry and Charlie. Go get help. Now!" Henry didn't have to be told twice. He took off like a printer towards the beach. "And make sure you tell Abby!"
xXx
"So, let me get this straight. We're going after a signal that may not even exist. What are the odds of this working?" Tammy asked as she trudged forward with Sayid. Sayid smiled, amused, and answered.
"No worse than the odds of our surviving that plane crash." Abby jogged up to meet them.
"Yeah, but people survive plane crashes all the time." Tammy pointed out.
"Not like this one. The tail section broke off while we were still in the air. Our section cart wheeled through the jungle and yet we escaped with nothing but a few scrapes. How do you explain that? No one's that lucky. We shouldn't have survived."
"Well…we did survive. So…yeah. How much longer?" Tammy asked.
xXx
Charlie and Henry raced to the beach, only taking a few minutes. People stared at Charlie, so Henry explained to everyone the dire need of the situation.
"We, uh, we need help. The caves. Go!" Three people ran in the direction of the jungle. "Jack and Adrian are-well-trapped. The cave caved in." Michael grouped a couple of people up, and they started for the jungle. Boone ran after them, but stopped to tell Shannon something.
"Because Kate, Sayid, and Tammy are triangulating the French signal. But the antenna's power's really weak so you have to wait until they fire their bottle rockets. Then you fire this one. Then you turn on the antenna. Got it?" Shannon looked bored. "Did you get that?" she nodded, and he left. Adrian started going back to the caves when he remembered Abby. He mumbled as he made his way back to the beach.
"Sorry sport, you just missed her. Her, Mohammad, and the rest of them headed into the woods about 10 minutes ago. But don't sweat it. I know which way they went. I'll tell her. You just keep doing... whatever it is you do around here." Sawyer headed off into the direction the others started, leaving a very confused Henry to pick up his wits and race to the caves, grateful. He caught up with Michael and they started removing rocks.
"Alright, this area here is load-bearing. We've got to dig where there's no danger of the wall buckling in on itself. Here, we dig in here so the wall doesn't collapse. Four at a time, by hand, until we can find some kind of shovel. We take shifts, and go slow. Whoever isn't digging should be clearing the rocks that we clear out and bring the water to whoever is working, okay. Let's move."
xXx
Leah had been on the beach when Charlie and Henry rushed to get help. She pulled rocks away, and handed one to Parker. Another man, Scott, (or was it Steve?) took over her station and she was free to take a break. She filled up her water bottle by the spring and started the long walk back to the beach. The path was hard to see at times, and it was amazing that she didn't get completely lost. She stopped in her tracks when she heard voices. Leah listened, not letting an opportunity to kill boredom pass. Boredom was common on a stranded island.
"There's a bunch of people there now." Said a voice who Leah recognized as Charlie.
"Then why aren't you with them? You didn't come here to tell me about Jack, did you?" There was a brief silence, and Leah fidgeted.
"I want my stash, Locke. I can't stand feeling like this." Stash? Like…like drugs? No way. Leah tried to get closer, but still kept her distance. Leah strained to hear what they were saying. Locke mumbled something. "I don't know, a butterfly?"
"No, it's much more beautiful than that. That's a moth cocoon. It's ironic, butterflies get all the attention; but moths - they spin silk, they're stronger, they're faster." Leah hid behind a tree so that no one could see her, but she could see Locke pointing to a tiny little cocoon. "You see this little hole? This moth's just about to emerge. It's in there right now, struggling. It's digging its way through the thick hide of the cocoon. Now, I could help it, take my knife, gently widen the opening, and the moth would be free. But it would be too weak to survive. The struggle is nature's way of strengthening it. Now this is the second time you've asked me for your drugs back." So, it was drugs. "Ask me again and it's yours." Leah stepped on a twig, and it snapped loudly. She held her breath, and silently prayed that they wouldn't find her.
xXx
Back at the caves, the group was coming closer and closer to breaking in. Parker shoved a rock out of the way, and it echoed.
"Hey! We've got a hole over here! Jack, hey, Jack can you hear us? Adrian?" Parker could barely hear a mumble followed by a farther-off yell. "Hey, they're both in there. Alive." Parker stood up, and brushed himself off. Leah came back into the caves, and received a look from one of the older women, who had obviously seen her retreat.
"What's going on?" she asked. Parker put his ear to the tiny hole.
"I'm-I'm pinned. Charlie was with me."
"He made it out." Leah said to the rubble. "Was Adrian in there too?" Silence. "We're going to get you out of there, okay, Jack?"
xXx
Sayid, Abby, Tammy, Kate, and Sawyer trekked up the mountainside. Tammy kept the group entertained by telling them stories she randomly came up with off the top of her head. You could say it was verbal mad libs.
"Ok, so the cat walked up to the bartender and…Sawyer, noun."
"Beer."
"Ok, and the cat ordered a beer, and the bartender said, 'Holy crap a talking cat!' So then the cat got the beer, for free, but then the cops showed up and arrested the cat and Abby, next sentence."
"Um, the police found out the cat was underage?"
"Perfect! So the cops looked at the cat's ID, and it turns out he was only 20 years old. In cat years. So that would make him like two. And they put handcuffs on him and led him out to the car, but his paws escaped and he got free. Then, before fleeing, he attacked the officer's face, and ran towards the woods. Sadly, he was hit by an old woman on a scooter and maliciously killed. So every Thursday the 26th, as the story goes, the cat comes to the bar and orders a pint of beer. And no one who gives it to him gets their faces clawed off. The end." Abby had to manage not to laugh. Kate smiled. Sawyer rolled his eyes. "You didn't like it?" Tammy made herself sound offended.
"We'll put the second antenna here." Sayid stated. He turned to Sawyer. "You really came to help?" Sawyer nodded. Kate handed the radio to him. "Attach this antenna up in that tree, as high up as you can." Tammy dropped her backpack. Sawyer pulled himself onto the tree. "Five o'clock. Watch for my flare, then it's your turn. I don't trust him." Sayid whispered to Kate.
"Who does?" Tammy asked. "And when are we leaving? I'm," Tammy peered through her Oceanic Airlines water bottle, and shook it around. "almost out of water."
"I don't trust him with you or her." Tammy nodded.
"I'm sure Kate can handle him."
xXx
"Okay, we can't safely make that tunnel any bigger, but since Jack can't get out, one of us is going to have to go in and un-pin him." Michael said, examining the hole.
"Someone crawl through that?" Leah asked. "Who's going to-"
"I'll do it." Charlie said, entering the cave. Leah froze. She wondered if he had noticed her eavesdropping.
"No, man. Look, you're still too shook up. I might be able to squeeze through..."
"Hey, who's going to take care of your son if something happens." He pointed to Sun. "She's got a husband," he looked to Boone. "He's got a sister. I'm alone here, no one on the Island. Let me do this." Leah looked at him.
"I'll go with you. What'll happen to Jack and Adrian if you get caught in there too? I'm going, there's nothing you can say about it." And with that, she squeezed through the tiny opening at the bottom of the cave. Charlie was right behind her.
xXx
Abby, Kate, and Sawyer sat around the tree. Kate checked her watch. Abby took a pair of sunglasses from her bag and slipped them on. Abby held the bottle rocket in her h ands.
"I just don't want to miss Sayid's signal. Remember, I'll fire the flare, you set off the antenna."
"I just thank the good lord I've got you here to keep reminding me."
"It's a dirty job. Someone's got to do it." Kate said. Abby shrugged.
"It's not that dirty. All we're going is setting off fireworks and turning on an antenna." Abby sat down on the ground. Sawyer thought of something, and voiced his mind.
"So what is it about that guy - Jack. What it is about him makes you all weak? He's a doctor, right? Yeah, the ladies dig the doctors. Hell, give me a couple of band aids, a bottle of peroxide, I could run this Island."
"Keep in mind, I'm a doctor too." Sawyer chuckled.
"Even better. The difference between us ain't that big, sweetheart. I guarantee you, if he had survived a few more weeks on this Island you'd have figured that out." Abby gave him a look. Kate turned her head around to hear. "Ah, damn. Didn't I tell you? Word from the valley is Saint Jack got himself buried in a cave-in." Abby and Kate's faces fell in horror. "Look at the bright side, now your friend has someone else to pity." Abby immediately threw the bottle rocket at his feet and took off in a sprint, Kate at her heels.
xXx
Adrian looked out of the bus window. The intercom sounded.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we'll be arriving at the mall bus stop in about fifteen minutes." He picked up his phone. He had one missed message.
"Mr. Bradford, I will be waiting for you at the address I sent you in the email. It's going to be great!" Adrian deleted the message. He banged his head against the car seat in front of him. A five hour bus drive to settle a acting job? The bus came to a stop. He pulled his bag behind him. It was raining. He sought shelter under the roofed bus stop. He pulled out his phone, and dialed the man's number. Adrian got the answering machine. At the tone, he started talking.
"Hey, I'm on my way right now. I'm really curious about the urgency, but I guess I'll find out when I get there. Bye." Just then, a taxi swerved by. He barely caught it, and threw a twenty over the seat. "Uh, 190, Jralin Drive. I think that's right." The cab flew down the road, obviously happy with the twenty. He pulled up in front of a fancy restaurant. A man waited on the sidewalk, an obviously fake smile plastered on his face. Adrian pulled his scarf tighter to conceal the burns that were almost invisible. The man waved.
xXx
Kate and Abby continued their sprint for the cave. Abby didn't particularly care for the company of the other woman, because of the whole marshal incident. She also didn't understand why she was so interested in Jack. What had it been, ten days? She tried to separate herself from Kate, but Kate was honestly faster than she. When they finally arrived, after about a good ten minutes, Abby was panting for breath. She ran to Michael.
"Where is he? Where is Jack?" Hurley gestured to the cave. "Does anyone know if he's alive? Oh god-"
"We don't know. Charlie and Leah went in there through a tunnel that we dug, but it collapsed." Henry stood up.
"Uh, Adrian's in there too. You kinda left him out." Abby ignored him, but Hurley gave him a sorrowful look. "The cave collapsed when Charlie and Leah went in, yeah, that's true. They all four could be dead by now. But, that's life, I guess? I think they're fine." People stared at Henry, a little stunned. "Why isn't anyone digging? They'll run out of air."
xXx
Adrian crawled closer to the mouth of the cave, whispering loudly:
"Jack? Jack!" Every so often. He resorted to sitting on a larger rock and throwing rocks against the cave wall. He heard coughing. He scrambled closer to the sound. "Jack!" he whispered. It wasn't very necessary to whisper, but Adrian had the tendency to whisper in quiet situations. A grunt went out. "Hey, Jack! Are you there?"
"I-I'm pinned. Under something. I don't think I can move. He heard another person.
"I hear voices. Hey, Charlie, do you hear that? I think I hear two-hey! It's both of them!" Leah practically yelled. "You guys ok?" she asked. Charlie was right behind her. "Well, our tunnel collapsed, so, yeah. We're pretty much screwed. Anyone care for rounds of Kumbaya and Go Fish?" Jack sighed from under the rock, and Adrian realized he hadn't freed Jack yet, and moved the large stone. Jack examined his shoulder.
"It's dislocated. One of you is going to have to pop it back in." No one volunteered. "Please, I just need someone's help with this." Charlie finally started mumbling,
"I can't, no I can't." He mustered up courage. "What do I do?"
"Ok. Take my hand, and- Now, when I tell you to, pull as hard as you possibly can."
xXx
"Adrian Bradford, right? I'm Bruce Heim, and I've heard you're interested in a movie deal." Bruce didn't let Adrian respond. "Real nice show, shooting's in Australia too. Beautiful country. Here's the script." Adrian was handed a generously thick sum of paper. He stared at the cover. Cook the Cook.
"What's it about?" Adrian asked, flipping the first page. He took a sip of coffee as he skimmed the cast list.
"Well, it's about these three home intruders that break into a wealthy man's house to steal his cash. Mr. Wealthy Man is at a party, and only his cook, Claudette, is home. When the intruders try to get into the safe, they unwillingly meet Claudette. One of the burglars, a.k.a. you, gets the hots for Claudette, and in the end, she gives you the wrong combination and all four of you get blown up. Sound cool or what?" Adrian nodded enthusiastically.
"Yeah, sounds awesome! When does shooting start?" Bruce laughed.
"I'll call my good friend, Miller, and he'll give you the info. Cool. It's gonna be great, Mr. Bradford. Thank you." Adrian gave the waitress a tip, and slipped the lid on his to-go latte.
"No. Thank you."
xXx
Leah sat on a rock, humming a song. Charlie had fixed Jack's arm, and she was sitting far enough away from them that she could barely hear what they where saying. There was a mummer from Jack. Then one from Charlie.
"Yeah, you think I'm useless, and a junkie to boot." Leah stood up, nearly bumping her head on the cave roof. Charlie was confused, and Leah didn't explain that she knew he used drugs.
"Useless? Charlie, give me a break. It took major guts to get back into a cave, much less the one two other people were trapped in. Sure, we're all trapped now, but I still think you're really brave. So, yeah, Charlie. I won't forget that. I'm sure Jack won't either. Or Adrian. You saved their lives, Charlie, even though that may not be for that much longer." Charlie looked stunned. Leah sat down. Charlie looked behind her. "What?"
"Right behind you, look. There's a bloody moth in here. Look." Charlie got up and started following the tiny creature. Adrian stood up to follow him. Jack got up as well.
"Charlie, what are you doing?"
xXx
In the caves, Kate and Abby toiled away at picking rocks and clearing the passage. No sign had been made of the four people, and many were starting to fear the worst. Suddenly, Walt stood up.
"Hey, it's the doctor." Abby froze. It was true. Jack, Adrian, Charlie, and Leah all came out of the jungle. Abby ran and hugged Jack.
"Ow, easy, my shoulder, careful." Abby blushed. Leah, Adiran, and Charlie were surrounded by questions.
"Charlie found a way out." Adrian explained.
"Yeah, he was like 'Look a moth!' And we found a way out. It was like-I don't know…"
"Dude, you rock." Adrian looked at Charlie. He noticed he looked happier than earlier that day. Henry came up behind him.
"Hey, man. Where have you been all day?" Henry asked, jokingly. Adrian laughed.
xXx
Tammy and Sayid hiked up the mountainside. Tammy, for one, was tired of walking, and came to the conclusion Ivy should have gone with Sayid. That way she could've stayed at the beach.
"Alright everyone, now it's your turn." Sayid muttered as he turned on the bottle rocket. The bottle rocket from the beach went off. "Come on, come on, one more. Come on Abby. Come on." The third rocket spiraled into the air. "Yes. Yes." He took the transceiver out of his pack. Tammy came over to peer over his shoulder. He turned it on. Acquiring signal. "Where are you?" Receiving Signal "Yes!" Strong signal. "Where are you? Where are you?" Then a large thud sounded, and Sayid fell to the ground. Tammy had barely any time to react before she, too, hit the grass.
xXx
Abby walked over to Jack and Charlie. She had worked on her little 'present' for a few minutes, out of a suitcase that belonged to a dead person. She helped him into a makeshift sling. Abby tied it in the back, smiled, satisfied, and turned to Jack, looking for an opinion.
"Thanks for the sling, Abby." Jack smiled. Abby nodded in approval. Charlie got up and walked over to Locke, where Leah was standing.
"Listen." Leah stated. "You know when you talked to Charlie earlier today? Yeah…I was…kinda listening." Locke chuckled.
"I know." Charlie stormed up to him, completely ignoring the fact Leah was there.
"Give them to me." He begged.
"This is the third time. Are you sure you really want them?"
"I've made my choice." Locke shook his head, and handed a small baggie to Charlie. Charlie looked it over in his hands, then threw it into the fire in front of him. The drugs cackled and burned. Locke looked proud, and like he knew that Charlie would make that decision. Leah just stared. Then, words just kind of came to her.
"Good job, Charlie. I didn't mean to eavesdrop, but that took courage. I meant what I said in the caves, Charlie." He looked grateful at her. Then Locke pointed to the sky. A single moth fluttered into the air.
xXx
Once, again, I'm really sorry that this is so late. But, I have a funny story about, ironically, a MOTH! I was at a nature camp, and my guide, who kind of reminded me of Locke in some ways, found a cocoon while we were bushwhacking. He was all like "This is a moth cocoon." I cracked up about that until we left.