Disclaimer: I make no profit from this. The Lost characters and universe do not belong to me.

This is the sequel to my LOST fic: Legacy. If you thought that was full of drama just wait until you see this! Thank you for reading!

A/N: This story started out as an RP on a forum I visit. This is the part that I wrote for the RP. Yes the plot jumps around and yes it is full of drama like a soap opera, but that is why I love it. Credit also goes to my fellow writers; tigerlilly, benlinusisagoodguy, and fearandloathin for their input and genius characters.

Flashbacks are in italics. Flash forwards are bold.

Chapter 34

Keamy stopped Mel once they entered the house."Mel, that woman who was standing on Ben's porch."

"You mean Sophie?" Mel asked.

"Yes, Sophie. She was working in the Orchid station. She came with us on the freighter."

Mel ran a hand through her hair, "So she's been here this whole time and no one ever realized. Martin, my father left to find her. He took a huge risk that he would lose his way to the island."

Keamy sensed her growing distress and placed his hands on either side of her face. He forced her gently to look at him. "Charles Widmore is the most brilliant man I know. If he wants to get back to the island he will find a way no matter what obstacles are blocking him."

Mel nodded and stared back into Keamy's eyes, "I need to speak with him Martin. Tell me there is a way for that to happen."

Keamy thought for a moment, "There may be, but it would be risky."

"Let's do it." Mel said, "Right now."

"It's not that easy Mel. It will take a day or two to set up. Can you wait that long?"

Mel sighed in frustration, "If I have to."

Keamy smiled down at her. Even now, after knowing him for years she was still amazed at the way he towered over her. She knew he was strong, very strong, but he was incredibly gentle each time he touched her.

She rested her head on his chest, "What I am going to do with you?" she said quietly trying to fight the urge to touch him, really touch him, back.

"You don't have to do anything Mel. You don't owe me anything."

"I know, it's just..." Mel hesitated.

Keamy raised her chin with one finger so she would have to look at him. He lowered his forehead to hers. "You want to." he said simply.

"Yes." Mel whispered as Keamy closed the small distance between their lips.

"Are you leaving?" Mel said in a panic the next day as she watched Christian throwing his belongings into a suitcase.

Christian gave her a look that made her take a step back.

"Because of Martin? You're leaving because of him?" Mel knew that Keamy was in the living room playing with William and that he could probably hear her but she didn't care.

"Of course I am! It is obvious that you are in love with him. I saw the two of you yesterday in the courtyard. You were kissing him! And you didn't care who watched."

"I kiss you in front of them all of the time!" Mel yelled. It wasn't so much that she was angry but that she was scared to lose her husband.

"I'm your husband!"

"And you said you would never leave me! You promised me that no matter the circumstance you would stay by my side."

"This does not count." Christian argued.

Mel grabbed the shirt he was about to pack and threw it to the ground, "If there was ever a time for it to count, this would be it."

"You love him!" Christian yelled, "Why should I stay?"

"Because I love you too!" Mel cried and they both fell silent. It was the first time she had admitted out loud that she was indeed in love with Martin Keamy.

"You can't have both of us." Christian said softly as he sat on the edge of the bed. Mel went to him and sunk to her knees on the floor in front of him.

"Why not? Why can't I be with the two men that I love?"

"It's not right."

"Since when does anything on this island go with convention? Listen Christian. I've been on this island for almost three years and not once have I felt as safe as I do right now. Having the both of you here with me in this house, in the village, makes me feel like I can stop being afraid. Like we can have a real family and just live in peace."

"Mel." Christian said.

"Please, let me finish. When I was on the Hydra with Martin he told me something. He told me I was on the path to my destiny and that he was a part of it. You Christian are a part of it as well."

"How do you know? How do you know you're not supposed to be with just Martin?"

"Because if you walk out that door, if I lost you right now, I don't think I could handle it. If you leave me I don't care what my destiny has planned. My future doesn't matter without you in it."

Christian cupped her chin with his palm, "What if I can't do it? What if I can't live with this man who also claims my wife?"

Mel smiled, "I actually think that you will get along quite well if you give him a chance. You have a lot in common."

"Really?" Christian asked sarcastically, "Name one thing."

"We both want to keep her safe." Keamy said from the doorway. Mel hadn't even noticed him come down the hall. He held a sleeping William in his arms, his tiny head resting against Keamy's shoulder.

"He does have a point." Christian said and Mel's smile grew. This could work she told herself, it could really work.

"Are you ready?" Keamy asked Mel. They stood in the heart of the Tempest station, right next to the core. Christian stood above them on the platform that led to the entry way, keeping watch. Smoke rose from what seemed like every surface and every so often there was a hushed crackling that sounded like an explosion underground.

Mel nodded, "I'm ready."

"You won't have much time. The sat phone for some reason reacts badly with the mechanics of the station."

"Then why did we come here?" Mel asked.

"Oliver is gone. This is the only way to contact your father." he said as he handed her the phone.

She hugged him quickly, "Thank you Martin."

He nodded, "I'm going to go keep look out with Christian. If you hear either one of us yell you get up those stairs and out of here. Do you understand?"

"Yes." Mel said as she watched him climb the steps. She pushed the send button on the phone and waited impatiently.

Suddenly there was a voice on the other line, "Martin?" it asked.

"Dad! It's me!" she cried.

"Melody?" Is something wrong?" her father asked.

"No dad, everything is fine but I needed to speak with you."

"What is going on Melody? I can barely hear you."

"I'm in the Tempest, it's very loud. Dad, listen, Sophie is on the island!"

"What?"

"I saw her, she is here. She has been here for months in hiding."

"Damn!" her father yelled.

"Dad, can you come back. Do you know how to get back to the island?"

"That is going to be difficult Melody." her father sighed.

"Why Dad?"

"Because the little bug-eyed bastard moved it that's why!"

"What do you mean he moved it? How could he possibly move the island?"

"That is a long story Melody. I will have to start searching for it all over again. It could take some time. Who is there with you?"

"Christian and Martin."

"Together? Good dear, I knew Martin would make it. I want you to tell them both what I have told you. They will know what to do."

"Okay dad." Mel said as she felt a violent tremor rock the entire station.

"Mel!" Christian yelled, "We need to get out of here!"

Mel nodded, "I have to go dad. Promise me you will stay safe."

Charles chuckled, "Only if you promise the same. Melody I want you to keep close to both Martin and Christian. If anything strange starts to happen to you, you go to them. Keep them fresh in your thoughts."

Mel was confused at her father's words, "What do you mean dad?"

"Mel!" Keamy yelled.

"I don't have time to explain, you need to get out of there. The core sounds like it is going to blow." her father pushed, "Goodbye Melody, just remember that I have given you two Constants, don't forget."

Mel didn't have a clue what a constant was but she didn't have time to ask "Bye dad." she said as she lowered the phone from her ear. She looked around frantically. The entire room had filled with smoke. She couldn't make out the direction of the stairs.

"Mel!" she heard over and over. "Get out now!"

"I'm trying!" she yelled back.

The entire station was in a continuous tremor. Mel felt as if the whole room was going to collapse onto her. She started in the direction she thought the stairs were in but she ran into something solid.

"Shit." she said to herself as she grew increasingly terrified. She didn't know what the Tempest would do to her if it did melt down but she doubted it was anything good.

She finally reached the stairs and with a cry of relief began to climb them. She was halfway up when a violent tremor sent her to her knees. She could see both Christian and Martin at the top of the stairs reaching for her. It was then she realized that the top part of the stairs had fallen away.

"Mel you have to jump!" Keamy yelled. "It's going to blow any second!"

Mel nodded and pulled herself to her feet. The distance was too far. There was no way she could make it across.

"Go!" she cried to them. "Get out of here!"

"We're not leaving you!" Christian yelled.

"I'm not giving you a choice. Leave now! I'm not going to put you in danger too!"

Keamy shook his head, "No. You jump now! I'll catch you."

Mel smiled sadly at them, "I love you both. Now leave. Someone has to take care of Will and Bella. It won't do them any good if we all die."

Keamy and Christian looked between each other as if they knew something she didn't. Finally Christian nodded.

"You try to find a way out!" he yelled.

Mel nodded and took a step backward on the shaking stairs.

Christian began to drag Keamy out the door, "Come on!" he yelled at him. "She will be fine!"

Mel reached the end of the stairs and turned around; she found she couldn't watch them leave. She felt blindly in front of her, hoping to find another door, anything.

Finally her hand hit something solid. She felt it and guessed it was a computer screen. Her hands moved down and before she could catch herself her hands hit the keyboard, pressing down a number of unknown keys. Suddenly everything went silent.

"Oh God." Mel breathed with a sigh of relief.

The following explosion could be heard around the entire island.

Keamy and Christian ran out of the tunnel of the Tempest and were thrown across the clearing as it exploded.

"No!" Keamy yelled as he jumped to his feet, the ground still shaking. He made to run back in but Christian held him back.

"Get a hold of yourself!" he yelled.

Keamy stopped and looked at him.

"We knew this might happen." Christian started. "She's not dead Martin, she can't die."

"But she could be hurt." Keamy argued.

Christian shook his head, "Any injury she might receive will be healed within minutes. Look, this is one of the main reasons we are here. Widmore picked us for this very possibility."

"I don't like leaving her in there."

"Mel is stronger than you think. Even stronger since you've been around as much as I hate to admit." Christian said as he sat down on a fallen log across from the entrance of the near demolished Tempest.

Keamy looked at Christian puzzled and sat next to him, "You knew I would be coming didn't you."

"I did. But I had convinced myself that she wouldn't fall for you so easily like Charles expected. I was wrong."

"We have history." Keamy shrugged.

Christian looked at him sideways, "So did we."

Keamy quirked an eyebrow.

"We were together while she was in college."

"So she left me for you?" Keamy questioned.

"No actually, I was put in place because she left you. You were the one, Charles picked you for her. He approved of you and I'm sure you could have lived together happily. She made the decision to leave, to find herself."

"And she found you."

"Only because her father wanted her to."

"So he's planned her entire life for her. Do you think she realizes it?" Keamy mused.

"No, she is blind to the dark side of her father. But in his defense everything he has done has been to keep her safe. It almost like he knew what would happen before it did, so he knew how to plan for it. You ever get that feeling with him?"

Keamy laughed, "Every time I talk to the old man."

Christian laughed with him then sobered, "I don't think I told you this before, but thank you."

"For what?"

"For keeping Mel safe on the Hydra, for dying for her."

Keamy gazed at the Tempest, "I'd do it again."

"I know. So would I. That is why we're here. Because we love that woman enough to die for her."

Keamy continued to study the Tempest, "Why is there no fire?" he asked.

Christian looked at him in surprise, "Charles didn't tell you?"

"We didn't exactly have time for small talk before he left. What did he not tell me?"

"So you don't know the purpose of the Tempest?'

Keamy shook his head, not liking where this was going.

"The Tempest has the capability to gas the entire island. Now, that function was disabled when you and your men came to the island in the first place. But something was left active."

Keamy thought of the different reasons why there would be an explosion without a fire. He could only come to one conclusion, "No." he whispered.

"I'm afraid so. The core in the Tempest was electromagnetic much like the one that was in another hatch not too far from here. That is what exploded."

Keamy turned his worried eyes back to the Tempest. His pulse pounded in his ears as he considered the consequences of what had happened, "She's been exposed."