RATING: PG
SUMMARY: Takes place about five months after Against All Odds. Shannon's past relationships have left her insecure, which may end up affecting her current relationship with Sayid. What will it take for her to realize that it might just be ok?
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.

Thank you everyone, I appreciate all of your comments. There will only be one more chapter after this one!

Author's Note: I just wanted to say that I planned this story out and started writing these chapters before Wednesday's episode. Just wanted to give a little warning, you'll understand after you read.

Chapter Seven – Never Say Goodbye

Shannon stayed against Sayid's chest, afraid that she had imagined a response. When she felt his fingers running through her hair she knew that he was awake, or else she was dreaming. She really hoped that he was awake.

Slowly she lifted her head, she smiled when she saw Sayid looking at her. She gently ran her fingers across his face. Her eyes burned with tears of happiness.

Still she had to ask, "Am I dreaming?

Sayid, shook his head no, "I am all right, Shannon," he said, but she could hear the pain and tiredness lacing his words.

She bit her lip, "I'm going to go find Jack," she said as she stood up quickly.

"Shannon," Sayid said, as he grabbed a hold of her hand, "Please stay here."

She bent forward to kiss him gently, "I will be right back, I'm going to get Jack and get you some water."

She quickly left his side, cursing herself for breaking her promise that she wouldn't run from him again. She tried to tell herself that Jack needed to see that he was ok, but in reality she knew she just needed a few minutes to calm all the swirling emotions in her mind.

Shannon found Jack quickly and sent him over to Sayid while she got some fresh water. It took only a few minutes, which was all she needed to tell herself that Sayid was really awake and it wasn't some cruel trick that would end with him leaving her.

When she went back to where Sayid was, she saw that he was having a serious conversation with Jack. She came up next to them and rested her hand on his shoulder; they had both stopped talking when she arrived.

"I'm going to leave you two alone, come and find me if you need anything. Get some rest Sayid." Jack said, as he left.

Shannon watched as Jack left before turning to look at Sayid, "What were you two talking about? Was it the person who hurt you?"

Sayid attempted to sit up and Shannon winced when she saw the pain flash through his eyes. She sat down beside him and uncapped the water bottle and held it up to his lips so he would drink. After she felt like he had enough, she pulled it away.

"I can do that myself, Shannon," he said, a small smile on his lips.

"Jack said to rest."

"That does not mean that I can not drink water myself."

She sighed, frustrated, "Sayid, let me take care of you."

He reached out and brushed a strand of hair off her face, "Are you okay?" he asked.

She mimicked his actions, allowing her fingers to play with his hair, "I should be asking you that."

"I already answered that. I am fine. I have had much worse than this."

She examined him closely, trying to see if he was lying to her. When she was satisfied that he really was ok, she wrapped her arms around his neck tightly, holding him as close to her as she could without causing him any pain.

She hadn't meant to cry again, but being in his arms, with him caressing her back and whispering in her ear that it was ok was too much. This was what she had been hoping for while he was unconscious.

Once she stopped crying she pulled away, just a little, leaving her arms around his neck, "I'm so glad you're awake." She rested her forehead against his, "I thought you were going to leave me."

"It would take more than this for me to abandon you," he said softly, "Is Boone all right?"

"Yes, he's sleeping, which is what you should be doing."

"I would much rather look at you."

She blushed as she looked away from him. He always knew exactly what to say to make her feel special.

"Thank you for the flower," she said, knowing that she needed to tell him some of her thoughts since she had left him in the jungle the previous day.

"You are welcome, I thought you would like it and I did not want you to think that I left without thinking about you."

"I have a request the next time you want to leave something on my pillow."

He frowned, "I do not think I will be able to find you another pair of shoes or magazine that you have not previous read, Shannon."

She laughed, "Next time, I want to find you there, not a flower. Or if you do want to give me a flower, then you have to be holding it."

"But then I can not go out in the jungle."

"Exactly, that's the plan." She took his hand and placed it against her heart, "I don't want you going out there anymore."

"I can make no promises that I will not need to go out there again," he said, "There happens to be a beautiful tree that is perfect for climbing that I think we will have to visit and maybe you will sing to me again."

"Once you're healed," she said, smiling. She knew then that it wasn't necessary for her to tell him everything that she had been thinking, he already knew. Maybe he really had heard her while he was unconscious.

He lay back down, and she could see that he wasn't feeling as great as he was pretending. She could see the pain flash though his face every time he tried to move too much. Once he looked as if he was comfortable, she laid down next to him.

"Get some sleep, Sayid," she said, "I'm going to be right here if you need me."

"I hope that you will sleep as well," he said, wrapping his arm around her waist as best he could without jarring his wounded side.

"I will." She felt better already being in his arms. She started to close her eyes when she realized that she forgot to tell him something. Shannon sat up, just a little so that she could look him in the eyes, "I love you, Sayid."

He smiled at her, the smile that caused butterflies, "I love you too, Shannon."

She laid her head back down and closed her eyes. She fell asleep quickly. This time her dreams were much different, Sayid was still injured in them, but she was able to be his nurse. She hoped that she would be able to act on those fantasies while he was recuperating.

TBC…