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Sawyer and Missy walked a little ahead of Locke, talking in hushed whispers.
"I really don't think this is a good idea, Sawyer," Missy muttered, glancing back at Locke, who was striding along behind.
Sawyer didn't answer and merely stared at Missy for a few moments. "You know, you were one of the first people to find out my real name...." he said cocking his head at her. "So why do you still call me Sawyer, an' not James?"
Missy shrugged. "Because you never call me Mellissa..." she said simply.
Sawyer chuckled. "I thought you liked bein' called Missy," he asked grinning.
She glanced at him. "Yeah but it never really stuck until you started using it," said, smiling up at him.
Suddenly Missy's eyes bulged and she placed a hand to her mouth.
"What is it?" asked Sawyer concernedly placing a hand on her shoulder, but Missy brushed him away and ran off into the bushes.
Sawyer turned and stared at Locke, who too had stopped at Missy's abrupt exit.
"Where'd she go?" asked the old man, moving over to Sawyer. But their question was answered as they heard Missy retching violently into the bushes.
Sawyer frowned as she stumbled back towards them.
"You okay?" he asked placing her hand on her chin and lifting her gaze towards him.
"Yeah I'm fine," she muttered.
Locke held out his canister of water. "Here you should drink some," he said kindly. "You're probably just dehydrated."
Missy took some, thanking him quickly and wiped her mouth.
"You wanna' stop?" Sawyer asked her gently, but Missy shook her head.
"No, I'll be fine," she said walking on, leaving the two men behind.
Sawyer ran to catch up with her.
"Hey, what was all that about?" he asked, but Missy ignored him. Sawyer frowned and turned her to face him. "Tell me," he pleaded.
Missy sighed heavily and glanced over at Locke who was slowly catching up to them. He was well out of earshot.
She placed a hand to her belly. "I'm pregnant," she whispered.
Sawyer stood back. "Pregnant?"
Missy nodded.
Sawyer ran a hand through his hair. "But you know what happens to women on this island....they can't have babies...." he said hurriedly.
Missy glanced at the floor and nodded sadly. "But maybe......I don't know, maybe it'll be different.....maybe I'll be okay.....I mean Claire was......and-"
"You wanna' risk it?" said Sawyer angrily, cutting across her.
Tears appeared at Missy's eyes and Sawyer sighed, pulling her into a tight hug. "Hey it'll be okay, I promise......" he soothed as Missy sniffed. "So is that why you wanted to find Richard?....Does he know?"
"Yeah he knows...." she mumbled, "I just hope I can find him.....that he's still around......I-I can't raise a baby on my own...."
She sobbed quietly into Sawyer's shirt.
Missy had been his friend for years.
He loved her.
She was his best friend.
It broke his heart to see her like this.
He gripped her shoulders tightly and stared into her eyes.
"I tell you what......" he said smiling and wiping away her fallen tears. "If the worst happens and Richard aint' here.....then I'll be there for you.....okay......I won't let you go through this on your own.....we can do this together......raise the baby........we can have a family, y'know.....be together....... "
Missy's breath caught in her throat. "You'd really do that?"
"'Course I would," he said hugging her again tightly, as Missy wept into his arms.
And he meant it.
Now that Juliette was gone, Missy was the only thing he had left.
Richard physically shook himself.
He had seen Missy.
Mere feet away from him in the jungle.
At least it had looked like her.
And sounded like her.
His heart melted just at the thought. He had missed her so much, and despite thirty years going by, he had never given up hope. Hope that maybe he would see her again someday.
But this was what HE wanted Richard to feel. Vulnerable. Distraught. Helpless.
That man disguised as John Locke.
Letting him catch a glimpse of Missy was just his plan to get Richard on side.
That's all it was.
How could she be here?
It was impossible.
He knew in his heart of hearts that he would never see her or their baby again.
Richard slumped against a tree, out of breath, his head spinning from the events of the last few hours.
He held his head in his hands and closed his eyes.
The image of Missy was still there. Haunting him.
His heart hammered in his chest and butterflies fluttered in his stomach.
Would he ever see her again?
Was that his last chance to lay eyes on her? An evil man's tricks.
He breathed heavily and glanced back in the direction he had just come.
Maybe he would go back.
See if Locke could give him what he wanted just one last time.
Making up his mind, he warily began to head back to the direction of the cliffs.
Missy walked alongside Sawyer, lost in thought.
He had offered to help raise her baby.
He would do that, for her.
She glanced up at her friend. A man who was surly amongst others and yet with her, he was different. He let his guard down and softened. That was her Sawyer. The man who had just said that he would help her raise another man's baby.
But that was just it.....she didn't want Sawyer to raise it...she wanted the baby's actual father more than anything.....she wanted Richard.
She wanted them to be a family.
She needed him now more than ever....
Missy suddenly glanced up and saw Locke come to a halt at the edge of a steep cliff.
"Why are we stoppin'?" Sawyer asked gruffly, staring at the old man.
"We're not," said Locke simply, peering over the edge of the cliff, "We're going down there."
Sawyer snorted. "Oh no we aint!" He took a step back and clutched Missy, pulling her back away from the edge.
Locke raised an eyebrow. "I thought you said you wanted answers James?"
Sawyer shook his head, his eyes widening. "Sure I did...but I didn't expect this to turn into some kinda' suicide mission!"
Locke chuckled. "You'll be fine James," said Locke leaning over and tugging at a rope ladder, hanging over the cliff edge, making sure it was secure. "But I'm not quite sure how much weight this thing can hold. Perhaps its best if you and me go down there, and then I can come back up for Mellissa..."
Sawyer growled. "I aint goin' anywhere without her."
But Missy turned to him and placed a hand on his arm. "No Sawyer, it's okay, I'll be fine up here....I'll wait..."
Sawyer cocked his head at her. "You sure?"
Missy nodded and pushed him forwards.
She settled herself down on a large rock and watched as the two men descended the ladder, throwing one last wave to Sawyer as he disappeared out of sight.
Ohhhh I will definitely update soon.....
I have the next two chapters thought up already....
Next chapter....Richard is back!
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