RATING: PG

SUMMARY: It started out as nothing but translating maps to get them off the island, but when Shannon realizes that she is falling for Sayid, will her past come between them?

DISCLAIMER: I don't own the characters from Lost and am not making a profit. If they were mine, then there would be more Shayid moments.

Thanks to those who reviewed. This one is happening in my own world and will be a much longer story. I hope that everyone enjoys it. I welcome any suggestions on how I can improve. Thank you for reading!

Chapter Two No More Sadness

Shannon had filled Sayid's water bottle about an hour ago but instead of taking it back to him she had gone to the beach. She sat down in the sand and allowed the sun's rays to calm her. Something normal. She closed her eyes, as she thought about Sayid's question, was she happy now? Well, at this second she wasn't, she had just run away from the one person who had been able to make her smile again after the crash or maybe even since before then. And she figured that after her reaction that Sayid probably thought she was crazy.

When did things get so messed up? Why couldn't she just hang out with Sayid like before? If she continued with this behavior she was going to lose him, not that he was hers or anything. At least not yet, she smiled; she really hoped that he could be hers one day. She wondered when the crush, which is what she had been telling herself it was, had moved into her wanting more. She thought that maybe it was the way he had looked at her when she answered his question earlier, giving her his undivided attention. He had forgotten about the maps, their possible key to survival and just listened to her. He didn't judge her and that meant more to her than she could ever tell him. Then there was the way he had touched her, so gentle, she wanted more. As she thought about it every encounter that she had with Sayid left her with wanting more.

Shannon was so engrossed with her thoughts of Sayid that she began to hear his voice in her head. However, when she felt a feather light tough on her arm, she knew that he was standing next to her.

She opened her eyes, to see the man that was taking over her thoughts standing there with a smile on his face and his hands behind his back, as if he was hiding something. She sat up quickly, curiosity bubbling over.

"What's behind your back?" she asked.

"Hello Shannon," he said, clearly teasing her now, "I was concerned when you didn't return after stealing my water bottle."

"Hi Sayid, you're water bottle is right here, I was going to bring it back later. I just got distracted." She moved so that she was on her knees ready to lean forward and attack if needed, "Now tell me what you're hiding," she said with a sweet smile.

"What makes you think I'm hiding something?" he asked, his eyes sparkling, clearly enjoying the game. She felt like she could lose herself in those eyes, even more now when she could see his joy shining through. She was so enthralled by the wealth of emotion that could so clearly be seen in his eyes. They darkened when he was angry, sometimes they showed nothing, and other times like now they were so open and she felt she could see his soul. And that was when she knew she had finished falling; she was in love with him.

"Sayid," she whined, playing along for now, although she wasn't completely playing she wanted to know what was there.

He laughed, "Fine, I guess I'll just have to give it to you." He brought one hand forward and handed her a shoebox, she noticed that his other hand remained behind his back. That made her even happier, he brought her two things.

"If this isn't shoes, then you are going to be in deep trouble," she said with a smile as she opened up the box. Inside were the perfect shoes, not that she had anywhere to wear them, but it was still the thought that counted. She wondered where he had found shoes in her size on this island. "Where did you find them?"

"They were in the pile of things that were thought to be useless and I knew that you would disagree so I had to rescue them for you."

"Shoes are never useless, even on an island." She paused for a second, "What are they for?" Confusion filled his face and she realized that the question came out a little wrong. She laughed, "I meant why are you giving them to me."

He laughed with her. "They are a thank you for your help with translating and maybe also a bribe so that you will keep helping."

"You didn't have to do that, I like helping you," she looked down at the shoes, "But I still like them, and thank you."

"You're welcome, and I have something else that I found in the pile which I believe you will like."

"What else was there?" she asked, wondering if maybe she should have him take her to this pile to see what else she could find.

He pulled a magazine from behind his back and handed it to her. His fingers brushed against hers as she took it from his hand, she wondered if he felt the spark as well when they touched.

Her eyes widened as she looked at it. A fashion magazine, one she hadn't read yet. It must have come out right before the crash and she hadn't gotten the chance to buy it yet.

"This might just be better than the shoes."

"I'm just glad that you liked it, I'll let you look at it."

Shannon didn't want him to leave. She leaned forward and grabbed onto his hand pulling him back towards her. "Would you like to look at it with me?"

He offered her a small smile. "I think you could find someone better to look at a magazine than me."

"I know that, I want you to look at it with me," she said, giving him the look that she always used when she wanted to get her way.

Sayid sat down beside her, his hand still in hers. He took his other hand and placed it under her chin forcing her to look directly into his eyes. "All you need to do is ask me, Shannon, you don't need to give me that look. I'll do anything if you just ask."

She looked away for a second, ashamed that she had so quickly resorted to the games she was used to, but then she realized what he said, "Those are very dangerous words."

They laughed together, and she liked the way his eyes crinkled up when he smiled, the way it lit up his entire face. She decided then that he needed to smile more and she was going to make it happen.

She made herself a little bit more comfortable, leaning to the side a little so that she was leaning close enough to feel the heat from Sayid's body but not touching him. She started to flip through the pictures, smiling to herself at how he was trying to appear interested in the latest fashions. After a while, he gave up and looked out to the sea, but he didn't leave her side. She snuck a peak at him, watching him and she appreciated the fact that he was staying when there were probably a million other things that he could be doing.

"Thank you," she said softly.

"You're welcome, I'm glad that you like it."

She shook her head, "I meant for staying with me."

"Anytime." He looked away for a second as she went back to the magazine. "You never answered my question from earlier," he said softly, "Are you happy now?"

She chewed on her lip, suddenly feeling nervous. "I am when I'm with you," she whispered.

"Then I guess we should do something so that you will be happy," he said with a big smile, which made her smile even more.

"Like what?"

Before he could answer, Jack came over asking Sayid for some help. Shannon could see in his eyes that he didn't want to leave, but he reluctantly stood. Before he left he promised that he would pick her up tomorrow from their translating spot to do something fun.

She leaned back into the sand, allowing her mind to wander. She tried to picture what they could do that was fun on the island. Somehow all her ideas brought her back to her dream. But she knew that if she were to have sex with Sayid now, it could ruin the friendship that she valued more than anything. She decided that they would just need to take it slow and see what would happen. But that still didn't mean she couldn't fantasize about it. She closed her eyes and hoped that tomorrow would come quickly.

TBC…