"How the hell am I supposed to find a mango when I don't know what it looks like?" Sawyer asked himself as his eyes skimmed the trees. "But wait, how do I know that it grows in trees?" Sawyer again said aloud.

Being a guy, he decided to problem solve, "Mango sounds like it would taste more on the sweet side so I'm guessing that it's a fruit and fruits usually grow above the ground like in trees and bushes and stuff, and plus, mango sounds like tango and you tango while standing," not like he'd ever tangoed before, "Well, it's suppose to be standing…but sitting is rather amusing as well." Feeling very pleased with himself he continued looking.

"Dude do you always like…talk to yourself when you're alone?" Hurley asked as he appeared from behind some trees.

"No, 'dude,'" Sawyer replied in a sarcastic tone. "I'm just lookin' for some mangos."

"Why?"

"For sticks."

"Who, oh, Shannon. Why are you doing something nice for her?"

"Because she asked me," Sawyer said.

"Ok, I'll ask again, why are YOU doing something nice for HER? Cuz dude you're not exactly the nicest person on this island."

Sawyer turned to Hurley and got a mischievous look on his face, "Because."

"Oh man are you thinking that you're gonna get something from her?"

"It's worth a shot."

"Well she is hot, I'll give you that," Hurley replied. "And I mean most of us have been without for like…" Hurley began counting on his fingers. "For like 2 months. Wow, that really sucks."

"Yeah so when I get back I'm gonna,"

"Dude," Hurley said as he quickly covered up his ears, "Sensitive ears, and I don't wanna know!"

"Sorry," Sawyer started, "I'll keep it in my head then."

"Good."

"So, do you know what a mango looks like?" Sawyer asked.

"Yeah, I had a test on it in like second grade or something.''

"Do you still remember?"

"Yeah, I remember it by mangos being greenish, orangish, yellow; so I made up my own color…I call it grangow." (Sounds like grain-go)

"You're such a moron"

"Well think about it, G-R for green, A-N-G for orange, and O-W for yellow. If you really process it it's quite logical. It even rhymes with mango, and you know… tango," Hurley said with a chuckle and then Sawyer got an I'm gonna kill you look on his face. "But there's one problem."

"What?"

"It's also reddish, but I couldn't really fit it in grangow."

"It could be the R."

Hurley got a very confused look on his face.

"You know, instead of G-R for green, G could be green and R could be red."

"No way, how come I didn't think of that?" Hurley asked himself.

"Cuz you're not a genius like me," Sawyer replied swishing the hair out of his eyes.

They searched in silence for a few minutes when Charlie appeared.

"Whatcha' guys doin'" Charlie asked.

"Lookin' for mangos," Hurley said.

"Oh, why?" Charlie said.

"For Shannon," Sawyer replied as he glanced at Hurley with his little mischievous look.

"Well, why are you doing something nice for her?" Charlie asked.

"Because…" Sawyer started.

"Dude," Hurley said, "Don't even go there!"

"Ok," Charlie shrugged and started looking too.

After about 30 minutes they found some. They were up in a tree about 15 feet high and sure enough, they were grangow; greenish, reddish, orangish, yellow.

Of course getting them down took some serious skill involving Hurley boosting Sawyer up while Charlie was on his shoulders , but that was after many failed attempts. One being Hurley's brilliant idea of having him shake the tree and let's just say that it didn't go well. And having Sawyer display his tree climbing technique, which was also a complete failure. The other idea was Charlie's idea of dynamite and other explosives, but it was quickly shot down but Sawyer pointing out in his pleasant attitude that they didn't have any and nor were they going to get any.

Dividing them up, they each got 5. Sawyer was going give them to Shannon, Charlie was going to give his to Claire and little Turniphead Hurley was going to share them with anyone who wanted any back at the caves and then give the seeds to Sun…if they were grow able seeds, he would ask.

-LOST-

Looking into oneanothers eyes, Jack broke the sclience, "Kate I just can't."

"What?"

"I can't do this. I have other responsibilities with being the only doctor…I'm sorry." Jack turned and started to walk away, back down the trail.

Kate stood there in shock. Not wanting to realize what had just happened, she started to cry, something that she often did not do.

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