A/N: Okay… Last chapter until the author's note! I CAN'T wait to start writing the actual plot! Well… read and review! Kate
"While emotions try to come out
desperately I seek their path
A
way so I cannot be outdone
And to finish this search for the
meaning"
-To Live Is To Hide by Lacuna Coil-
Hurley's POV
Hurley woke up. Not from a nightmare, and not from a loud noise. But because of the sun shining in through the crack of his tent flap. He sat up after grunting and then stood up. He walked out of his tent and grabbed a fruit in the near by pile.
After he ate he walked around. Not talking to people, but just walking around. Finally he saw her. The girl he'd been crushing on ever since he helped her make her tent. That Libby chick. He walked up behind her just in time to hear her say that she was bored.
"Well, you know, we figure a lot of things to do when you're stranded on an island for over 50 days," said a voice from behind her. She turned her head to see a chubby guy standing there in shorts, a blue shirt and sneakers. "Really?" she asked. "Like what?"
"Well, you know we've got backgammon, swimming, backgammon, and oh did I mention swimming?" he asked sitting down. Libby laughed. "You know, I like your laugh," he said. "Thanks. I like your smile," she said. "So… you know that Eko guy," said Hurley. "Yeah," she said looking down at her bag. "What's the jest on him?" he asked. Libby looked up at him and then answered. "Well, he's a minister for one. Very spiritual. We don't know much about him, but when we found something a lot like the hatch you have and we pulled out a bunch of stuff, the one this he noticed was a bible," she said. "He has a stick. He carves in it all the time. It's like scriptures and everything. He says he needs it to remember." Hurley just nodded.
"He's really nice, but very serious. Some of us, the tailies, thought that he had no heart at first. But I think and thought he does. I know he has feelings to. Well, anyway, he's very kind. That's the jest of what I know," she said.
"Oh, I'm Hurley by the way," said Hurley putting his hand out. "Libby," she said shaking it. Hurley smiled and so did she. "Hurley! Can you come and help us?" yelled Jack's voice. "Well, I'll see you later," she said. "Yeah, sure," said Hurley. "Bye," they both said.
He walked up to Jack to see him, Sayid, and Locke trying to raise a blue tarp apparently so everyone could be dry during rain, and also be warm. He figured that out by seeing the circle of stones underneath them. He grabbed part of the tarp and after a while of working, they finally got it up.
To make sure he didn't have to do much more work he headed toward the hatch.
Jack, Locke, and Sawyer had left a while back to go after Michael. He was apparently going after Walt.
He stepped inside the cold, air conditioned hatch and shivered. He was by himself for the most part. But he didn't come in here, just to make sure that he didn't have to work. But he also came in here because Jack told him to be there to push the button, reminding him of the horrible numbers, and that it was his shift.
He sat down and then the button started beeping. He put in the numbers and then clicked execute, moving away slowly. Suddenly he heard someone. He walked around the corner to see Charlie come in, closing the door behind him.
"Bloody bastard. I'm an idiot!" he said to himself.
He kicked the wall and then hopped around on one foot holding his other foot.
"Ow!" he yelled. "Dude… You okay?" asked Hurley "Yeah… yeah… I'm fine. I'm just a bloody idiot!" he said. "Why?" he asked. "Because I bloody freaking messed up and I'm a stupid asshole that won't stop bothering her," said Charlie. He was now just limping on one foot.
They sat down on chairs across from each other looking at records. "Cool. "So… what do you think about the tailies?" asked Hurley. "Eh… they're good," said Charlie. "What about that Libby chick? She's cute right?" asked Hurley. "Yeah… I guess. Hey… Do you think Claire's missing me yet?" he asked Hurley.
"Dude… it's been one day," said Hurley. 'Actually more like and hour,' thought Charlie.
The record player slowly played a song as they looked through more of the records.
"Well, I'm going to go," said Hurley.
"Alright. See yah Hurley," said Charlie.
His shift was over and the next person should be there soon. If they didn't get there in time Charlie should be able to put in the numbers and press the button.
He walked over to the beach and talked to random people.
Finally it grew dark, casting shadows everywhere by the moon.
He sat at one of the many fires and looked into it.
Suddenly a twig broke from inside the jungle and he stood up, walking over next to Libby.
Sawyer walked out covered in blood and then walked away; ignoring all the questions that flew at him about the body he was holding.
"What happened?" Libby asked him. "I don't know dude. But that was Kate," said Hurley.
"What happened?" asked Hurley. "It's alright," said Jack. "Kate was killed by the others, but everything is going to be alright," said Jack.
"Kate?" asked the voice of Sayid. "Yes, Kate," said Jack. "Just, go back to what you were doing," said Jack. Jack's voice was covered with emotion as he spoke but then he walked away as if nothing happened.
Hurley looked down at his feet and the sand and he felt Libby's eyes staring at him.
His head was filled with emotions. He had been pretty close to Kate, hanging out with her now and again.
And so he departed with everyone else, thinking of how she was so kind for a fugitive.
The days went by slowly. The funeral came and passed, and no one said much of anything to anyone really.
But everyone was still kind, no matter how bad they were feeling.
But he felt uneasy as he thought more about her. But he figured it was nothing. A mere figment of his imagination. But it wasn't. And something would happen soon. Something bad.
A/N: Okay… the next chapter will be the author's note, explaining the plot and telling you about what should and could happen. After that the story will continue. But not with POV's… no… But with an actual STORY! YES! Well…. PLEASE review! Kate
