Author's Note: Sorry about not having Sayid coming out in the last chapter. There will be flashbacks but not that many, Anyway, in this part and the next few chapters, I will have times on top of it. The time may not be the exact moment but they will be there as the story will not be in a chronological fashion and I don't want you guys to get confused.

Morticia Black Rose: Hope you enjoy this one too!

October Sky: I am glad that you forgive me for what I will do to Locke/Boone. I was half afraid of having tones of their fans yelling at me.

I guess I never really like Locke and I don't like Boone as he is kind of preventing Sayid and Shannon from being truly happy. As this is fan fic…

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5.00pm

"Five o.clock." Sayid muttered, looking at the watch he had borrowed from Jin. Despite the blooming friendship between them, Sayid and Minta still had to beg the Korean couple into lending them the watch. Sayid had to use the excuse of timing something in regard to fixing the radios.

They needed Jin's watch as it was one of the few watches that still functioned, because it was one of these watches that need to be winded, as opposed to Sayid's electronic watch- which had stopped working a month ago due to battery finally drying.

Sayid roughly figured out that from Sawyer's position five o'clock was when a certain shadow fall over a certain tree, while Minta could work out the time by the angle of the shadow at the cave. But he was in the middle of the plains, so he needed a watch.

The first firework blasted into the air, Sayid breathed slightly easier, now he only need to wait for Minta.

"Thank you Minta." He whispered when the second light flared, he quickly picked up the radio.

The bar of triangle flashed to it's maximum, seeing this Sayid couldn't help but to cry out triumphantly. Eagerly he began to call out, he almost chocked when a voice answered back.

"Are you really passengers from Flight 815?" the voice from the transceiver asked.

"Yes! There are about forty of us and we are all at this island! I do not know where it is but…"

Sayid was so occupied with answering the radio that he failed to detect the faint footsteps crawling toward him, otherwise it was very difficult for anyone to sneak behind him: a soldier with fifteen years'experience.

The club swung right down, making Sayid unconscious immediately. The radio dropped right onto the ground.

"Are you still there? Are you…" the voice was silenced when the club smashed down a second time.

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5:15pm

Sawyer was the first to return to the storage cave. The trio had decided to meet at where Minta would be.

"Minta?" he called out softly. "Sayid?"

Even though an eerie silence echoed his words, Sayid still knocked on the cave before he entered. After all, he knew about his two friends' passion too well.

The cave was in perfect order, as it was when Minta first entered. Sawyer planted himself down on one of he left over chairs from the plane and tilted leant back. He wouldn't be surprised if Sayid had come back first and left with Minta, for all he knew, the two of them might now be making love in the middle of the plain or jungle.

Well, sleep was a good idea.

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Sawyer was waken by the soft cries of a name, instinctively he grasped a piece of wood for protection. As he crouched to the left of the entrance he noticed that it was now nighttime.

When the name was repeated Sawyer dropped his temporary weapon but he was now very worried, it was Minta's name that Sayid was calling. And the only reason Minta would not wait for her husband would be if he came first.

Sayid stumbled into the cave, dumping the bag that consisted the radio down furiously, there was no more need of being cautious with it. "I fix this thing and it gets smashed onto the ground. I then fix it again and what happens? Someone whacks it to this lump!"

"Isn't Minta with you?" Sawyer asked urgently, then he noticed the layer of blood on Sayid's right hand. "What happened to you?"

"Someone sneaked behind me and hit me with a club." Sayid spat out, then the impact of his friend's word descended on him. "What do you mean where is Minta? Isn't she here? She said that she will wait for me."

"Maybe she is looking for you." Sawyer suggested, even though he himself doubt this optimism.

"We must find her." Sayid stated, putting a knife into his belt.

7:00pm

It turned out that Minta was the only one missing. Time tricked past and yet they still only gathered around the fire, creating concepts of what might have happened to her. Sayid was pacing around and muttering curses in Arabic. Sawyer was slightly calmer but he tone clearly revealed that he had the same impatience as Sayid.

"My wife have been kidnapped and yet all we do it talk!" Sayid snarled again.

"Sayid, we do now know that she is kidnapped. She might have simply got lost." Kate began.

"I know what my wife is like. She will never run off when she told me that she will wait for me." Sayid said crossly. "Some one kidnapped her and right now she is in danger. I must go to her!"

"Sayid," Jack attempted logically, "if someone did kidnap her then there will be signs of a struggle. You said that you know what she is like…"

"She can not struggle if the kidnapper threatens her with our child's life!" Sayid snapped.

"So the kidnapper is someone here?" Locke asked calmly. "Your wife is only two month pregnant, the condition is barely visible."

"Or it might be the 'other', I don't know! I don't care right now, I just know that I need to find her."

"Then we will go the caves and search for clues." Locke decided. "So we presume that she was either threatened to go meekly or that the kidnapper had a long time to tidy everything up. After all, you returned quite late didn't you?"

"I returned late but Sawyer was there since half past." Sayid said. "So I still think my theory is correct. She was kidnapped between the time frame of five and half past five."

"Sawyer was there…" Locke spelt the word out slowly, the southerner did not miss the glint in his eyes.

"The time frame might be larger then Sayid think…" Sawyer heard Jack whispered to Kate.

Author's Note: I love the little hand gesture Naveen Andrews did in Episode seven when he saw the radio working, but I truly does not know how to describe it. I tried…but it was so bad that I decided to not have it. 