Chapter 9:

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The first time he ever messed something up he ran to her. She was his comforter. She was always there for him and never asked questions. She always had loved him unconditionally ever since the day they met.

He ran to her now, he felt the warmth of her body comfort him. He was crying now and she had never seen this, he was cold, wet, and from what she could tell either worried or scared.

"Baby what happened?" She questioned as she looked into his eyes. He turned away from her and she grabbed his arm and pulled him back into a hug. "I'm sorry I asked." She said softly.

"Just love me." He stated as he wrapped her in his arms just knowing that she was there somehow made him feel better.

Flashback-----

"Sawyer where's Annie?" He awoke to see Jack standing over him.

"What?" Sawyer questioned not fully understanding what Jack had just told him.

"Where's Annie? She's not in the caves and she's obviously not with you." Jack informed him.

"What the hell? Dr. Quinn weren't you watching her?" Sawyer yelled standing up face to face with Jack.

"Calm down Sawyer, she's probably around here." Jack said trying to calm Sawyer down.

"Like hell she is, we've got those Jungle folk out there." Sawyer yelled. A group of onlookers started to form around them.

"Sawyer…"

"Don't be giving me no lectures Jackass."

"Sawyer, Claire came back and Ethan's dead."

"That doesn't mean that there aren't others! My god. I'm going to look for her." Sawyer yelled as he grabbed the 9 mill. from his bag.

"Sawyer…wait, we'll all look for her." Jack said grabbing Sawyer by the shoulder.

"No, I have to do this." Sawyer stated running off into the jungle

Flashback----

Sawyer stood there in the pouring rain, the lone streetlamp casting an eerie yellow wash over everything. He looked the dying man in the eyes, tears slowly running down his face hiding with the rain. The gun felt heavy and cold in his hand, and a pang ran through his gut.

"You don't know what you're doing, do you…" the words echoed through his mind as he ran through the jungle with only one objective in mind…find Annie.

"SAWYER STOP!" Jack yelled as he caught up him. "Sawyer you don't know what you're doing. There are booby traps all over this jungle, there's things that we don't even know about out there." Jack gasped as he explained to Sawyer the perils of the jungle.

"Don't you think I know that Dr. Quinn?" Sawyer avowed as he turned and continued to walk into the jungle. Jack started after him but Kate stopped him.

" Jack let him go." Kate said as she grabbed his hand and pulled him back towards the caves.

It was as if he'd lost everyone he'd ever loved and he wasn't about to lose her. The one person he truly ever cared about. He stopped running and leaned against a tree. He put his head between his hands and cried. He cried for the mistake of killing the wrong man, and he cried for now showing Annie how much he truly loved her. He cried for being himself.

Sorry I haven't updated for about two months. It's been a load of work for me with taking drivers ed, increased homework, and drama. See on Monday's, Tuesdays, and Thursdays I'm after school from 3:15 till 8:30...so yeah. And Wednesdays it's Lost Night...and Fridays..well you can guess. So here's my short little instilation in this fic. AND THANK YOU ALL for sticking through the little vacation I took there... anywho enjoy!