Flight 815
A/N: Because I thought the idea of the other people on the flight was interesting. For your reading pleasure, I have for you a few one-shots about other people that were on flight 815. They are all original or semi-original characters, though there are no Mary Janes. That's right, you won't find 'so and so was Sawyer's lover.' Now, if these characters died or if they are somewhere on the island, while I guess it's really what you think.
Also, I'm going with a guess and saying the plane crashed six hours after take off.
Sins of the Father
It is possible to provide security against other ills, but as far as death is concerned, we men live in a city without walls.-Epicurus
Seven Hours Before the Crash
Father Joseph Shepard nearly sighed as he scanned the crowd at the desk. He could make out a man being rather rude toward a clerk. Why was it that every time he traveled, he ran into that type, angry and rude men who thought the airline was there to only serve them? The priest ran a hand through his dark hair and glanced behind him and toward the fifteen year old girl, his niece. She looked very nervous and there was fear in her dark eyes.
Tam, his niece, had been begging him to get another flight. All week she had begged and pleaded and cried that they take another flight, any other flight, to Los Angeles. She said she didn't want the monsters to get her. Joseph had to laugh at that, his parents weren't overly fond of Tam, but they certainly weren't monsters. Tam's doctors had assured Joseph that her medications would kick in before the flight and that she would calm down. Joseph was starting to be unsure about that bit.
"Tam," Joseph kept his voice calm. "would you like to get on the escalator?" He let out a small chuckle. "Because, I think the people behind you would like to get on the escalator."
The teen glanced behind her and her wide eyes searched the eyes of those behind her. She glanced back at her uncle. "I-I don't want to die." She let out a small sob. "I don't-"
"-Want to move?" Someone's gruff voice asked from behind Tam. Tam jumped and slowly walked onto the escalator. "Finally!"
"Would you please be more gentle with her?" Joseph asked. He was now at the bottom of the escalator and waiting for Tam. When she joined him, he took her hand in his and they made their way to the line.
Once in the line, Joseph put the two bags they would check down and began going over their papers. He wanted everything in order. The plane would be taking off in an hour and he really didn't feel like being forced to get a new flight just because he couldn't find his pass port. "Tam, don't be antsy. You're going to like Los Angeles. And you and you grandparents, well, they'll warm up to you. Just like I have other these past five months. And-"
"I want my Mum." Tam suddenly stated. "I'd really like to see her and Da."
Joseph's dark eyes softened. It had been five months and he had really hoped Tam had dealt with it. But, it seemed she still didn't accept the fact that her parents were not coming back. "Tam, your Mother and Father have," he paused to move their bags and them up in the line. "they've died. Seven months ago. You know that."
"I know." Tam looked at her young uncle like he was crazy. "I'd still like to see them." Her face brightened up. "I'd like to go see them right now. We could get another flight and-"
"Tam." It was a warning and they both knew it. Joseph was in no mood to deal with Tam's fears of flying and of going to another country. "Don't you want to go live in America? Don't you want to finally meet your grandparents? And you have another uncle and an aunt and cousins." He smiled warmly at her. "You can come to my church next Sunday and sit in the first pew and-"
Tam gave him her 'you're serious?' look. "You're not a man of God."
"Tam!" People turned and looked at them, causing Joseph to blush. He lowered his head and his voice. "I'm a priest."
"So? Doesn't make you a man of God. You don't even believe in God anymore." Joseph glared at Tam. "You said! When you visited Mum and Da's graves. You said you don't believe. Asked how a God could allow Da to do-"
"Tam, stop it right now." His voice came out much more angry then he had meant and Joseph mentally cursed himself. "Tam, I'm-"
"Move." Tam cut in. "The line." She pointed. "You have to go up or we'll never make it to the plane and we won't get to see the monsters."
Joseph chuckled and all was forgotten for a moment. "You really need to stop calling your grandparents monsters. I don't think they'll like you calling them that." He picked up the bags and moved forward.
She simply nodded and placed a hand on the side of her stomach. Tam traced the scars lovely with her fingers. Her ears filled with screams and she could just make out the smell of flames. It was-
"Are you ready, sweetheart?"
Tam's head jolted up and she stared at her uncle for a moment before nodded. Tam took one last look around her before taking her uncle's hand. She allowed him to led her toward the gate and the plane.