"Just give me the bag and I'll give you the pack!" Jack said loudly.
Sawyer just stared at him with an annoyed look on his face. "What do you
Need them for anyway?" Jack was frustrated, and deservedly so:
He had enough problems without having Sawyer taking his small supply of meds
For no reason. Kate had alerted him of the 'robbery' and Jack had taken the mans
Last pack of cigarettes, which didn't please Sawyer in the least. "Look, you have a roof over your head, you have food and water, you have all the leftover luggage from the plane, why do you need to have all the medication as well?" Sawyer remained seated in the plane seat he was sitting in, took a sip of water from a bottle, and continued reading Water ship Down, trying to ignore Jack's presence. Jack just stood there for a while, hiding his smile when Sawyer obviously couldn't concentrate on his book, and finally threw it across the sand. "Alright! I have a head ace, with which your not helping, and I was looking for something to make it go away!" Sawyer stood up and picked up a bag containing the last of the medication. "Here, take it!" He thrust it into Jack's hands and stuck out his other hand. "Give me my smokes now!" Jack fished in his pocket and brought the pack out and handed it to the other man. "Why didn't you just take the pills you needed?" Sawyer looked away, hiding his face. "It wasn't there, none left." For a split second, Jack felt sorry for the other man, but when Sawyer snatched the pack out of his hands, he found it easy to hate him again. "I'll ask Sun if she can find anything." Jack said as he walked away. "Sure." Sawyer mumbled. He picked up his book and went back to his seat. But before he started to read again, he looked up to see Jack walking up the path to the caves where Sun currently stayed. Maybe Jack would ask Sun. That would be a first, somebody actually doing something for him!
