Disclaimer: Lost doesn't belong to me. Nor do the characters. The only people that belong to me would be April and Dr. Grey…who is not really dead. MUAHAHA!
ATTENTION! For all those who want to see April in the flesh, see my bio under the title of this fic. ENJOY!
Author: Ivory Core
Title: The Ultimate Weapon
Chapter 10: Breathing the free air
In all of his life, Jack had never heard anyone scream like the young woman. Her screaming sounded like someone was being tortured.
Jack watched as the young woman clutched her head in severe pain while her eye lids were tightly squeezed shut.
Jack brought his hands out and gently yet firmly pulled the girls hands away from her head, being careful for himself as her nails began to claw at anything after she was no longer clutching anything.
Jack rapped his arms around the young womans chest so that his arms secured her shoulders from moving, so that he was not in danger of being clawed to death.
Suddenly the young womans eyes popped open. Jacks eyes stared down at the dilated hazel eyes of the young woman as she stared up at him.
Her mouth was moving, but no sounds could be heard. Jack leaned over her and turns his ear to her lips.
It was then that he heard her raspy voice speak. Just two simple words, but holding so much meaning.
"I'm…free."
Her hazel eyes then rolled back as she fainted in Jacks arms.
Completely dumfounded at the young womans choice of words, Jack didn't notice that the girls screaming had formed a small circle around them of curious castaways.
Locke had heard the whispered words from the young woman. He had to give a secret small smile at that.
The others around them included Sun, Walt and his father Michael, Hurley and…
"So what's with the horror screaming Doc?" A voice questioned.
…and that would be Sawyer.
Jack looked up at the voice, and wished that it was someone else. He really did not want to deal with Sawyer right now.
"Nothing's up Sawyer." Jack replied.
Then a voice called out to Jack from somewhere in the crowd.
"Doctor, doctor?" The voice called out, coming from a woman.
"Yeah, I'm over here." Jack called back.
The crowd parted to let pass the elderly black woman, Rose.
"Doctor, that man with the shrapnel, I think you should take a look at him." Rose stated.
Jack nodded his head and turned to Locke.
"Take her. If anything else happens, call me." Jack instructed as he eased the young woman out of his arms and into Locke's.
Locke nodded his head and watched as Jack got up. Before he left, he looked down at the sleeping woman. Questions played across his features, but now he had to see how that other man was doing.
When Jack left, the small crowd that surrounding them left too; all except for Walt.
"Walt! Come on." Michael called for his son.
But Walt ignored his father and kept on staring at the young woman who was sleeping in Locks arms.
"That's the girl who was trapped." Walt said, to himself then to anyone else.
But Locke had heard him.
"What do you mean trapped?" Locke asked the boy.
Walt, surprised that he had spoken out load, answered Locke.
"She was in a wheelchair back in Sidney. She was with that guy who looked like Mr. Smith from the Matrix." Walt stated.
Michael came by and pulled Walt towards him. "Let's leave Mr. Locke with his charge ok?"
Walt didn't want to leave at all, but Michael pulled him anyway.
She was in a wheelchair back in Sidney.
Locke knew that was true because the girl was sitting next to him. Not to mention the man that Walt had described as Mr. Smith…had tried to kill the girl.
Suddenly Locke felt movement in his arms. He quickly looked down and watched as the young womans eyes fluttered open.
He went completely still and waited for the girl to look around. She turned her gaze this way and that, until finally she looked up at Locke.
Instant confusion at first mirrored her eyes, then soon after recollection.
"Mr. Locke." Her voice sounded slightly raspy, like she hadn't used it for a while.
"Hi." Locke spoke with a smile. He then leaned the girl unto a tree, making sure that she was comfortable.
She didn't say anything after that; she just looked around the beach and at the people walking. Her eyes held…happiness by the looks of it. Her hazel eyes shined like she had won the lottery or something.
A whole twenty minutes had passed, and still the girl didn't speak. Locke wasn't affected by it though; he knew that she was 'breathing the free air' so to speak. But he tried to strike up a conversation.
"Um…you know my name, but I don't know yours." Locke started.
The girl turned to him, her eyes shinning in otter apprehension yet at the same time happiness.
She then turned her gaze up towards the sky before answering Locke.
"My name's…April. April Oliver." She whispered.
If Locke only knew how good it felt for the girl to say her name. Or for that matter how happy she would feel when someone spoke her name in greeting.
"Please to meet you April." Locke said with a smile.
April returned his smile with one of her own, which was probably bigger then Locke's.
"What's your name?" April asked.
"It's John Locke."
"Nice to meet you, John."
Locke smiled to himself and idly turned his gaze towards the pile of clothing that he had picked up for the girl.
"Oh, I almost forgot. I'm not sure what size you are, but these clothing that I found could fit you." Locke stated as he picked up the pile and presented it towards April.
But April wasn't looking at him. She was completely into the feeling of clenching her hands into fists and then releasing them. She repeated this action six times before she suddenly stopped and stared down at them.
Her eyes became clouded over, like she was remembering something from her past. Her gaze never left her hands, which she raised up to her face.
Her breathing became labored, like she was watching some horror flick. Suddenly she turned towards Locke.
"Mr. Lock, where is the man who was with me in the plane?" She hurriedly asked. "What about the other man? Are they too on this island?"
Locke took note the fear that spread over April's voice as she spoke. He did know for sure what happened to the man that was sitting next to her. But the other…
"The man who was sitting next to you…" Locke began. "…he's dead."
Locke watched April as she took a deep breath in relief.
"He tried too…" Locke started but was interrupted by April.
"Kill me, I know. He was ordered too." April replied, but not directly talking to him.
Suddenly, April got up on her legs. She immediately began to wobble on her feet and would have fallen if it wasn't for Locke, who had dropped the pile of clothing to hold on to April.
"Easy. It takes time to get use to walking again." Locke said as he held her. But April was fighting his hold.
"The suitcase. Or dear god, I have to find the suitcase." She said while squirming from Locks arms.
"Suitcase? What suitcase?" Locke questioned.
"I have to find the suitcase. Before it's too late." She repeated as she stumbled away from Locke's arms only too fall on her knees.
Locke immediately bent down over her and helped her get up.
"April, what's in the suitcase? What do you mean before it's too late?" Locke asked as he helped April up.
When April was standing, while slightly leaning on Locke, she looked up to face him.
"The suitcase…holds the codes to a dangerous weapon." April shakily whispered.
"A weapon? You mean like a bomb?" Locke asked.
April shook her head and softly pushed herself away from Locke. Step by step, she slowly walked towards the crash sight.
But before she did so, she replied to Locke.
"It's worse then a bomb Mr. Locke." She replied.
Locke spoke to himself after April replied. "What could be worse then a bomb?" H asked himself.
What he didn't know was that April had heard him and she had answered his question in a soft whisper.
"Me…"
Ok, sorry for the late chapter. NO MORE LOST! (Cries) But don't worry; I plan to continue this story.
A special thank you to Reviewers:
Imzadi – HEY THERE! Sorry for the real late chapter. I promise that the next will come real soon. And thank you for the idea. I'll definitely use it. Thanks again for reviewing! Hope you enjoyed the chapter!
Artistgirl727 – You are more then welcome. As for April, she will gain control one day. But she isn't really free at the moment. But don't worry, she will be one day. Thanks again for reviewing. Hope you enjoyed the chapter!
Moon's Tear – She will be normal…in some respects. But let's just say that she will never be an ordinary girl. This novel of yours, are you writing it for Fanfiction or for publishing? Because I would love to read it. Hope you liked the chapter! And thanks for reviewing.
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