DISCLAIMER: I still don't own LOST, unfortunately, so I just play.
SPOILERS: Exdous Parts 1 and 2, Hearts and Minds, ... In Translation and House of the Rising Sun; whole season possible
Boone tapped his foot impatiently outside the ladies restroom. Just how long did it take for one person to use the bathroom anyway? If Shannon didn't hurry up, they were going to miss their flight; and after all the bitching she had done after they weren't in first class, he wasn't sure if he could stand her for the fourteen hours until the next flight.
Boone glanced around the airport; an Asian man had just speed into the men's bathroom and annoyed looking Arab walked past, Boone wondered if that was the poor guy Shannon had reported to the security guard when he came back after trying to get them bumped to first class.
He didn't want to show it, but Boone was also pissed off that they hadn't been allowed into first class. He could stand business class, but he preferred first class any day, if only because the food was at least passable. On a fifteen-hour flight, decent food was a nice addition.
Boone glanced at his watch again; Shannon had been in the bathroom for fifteen minutes. What could possibly be taking this long? An Asian woman brushed past him into the bathroom, obviously upset, and even in her distress, Boone couldn't help but notice she was very pretty.
The thought that she was pretty surprised Boone; he normally went for tall blondes, much like Shannon, he thought bitterly, and this woman was the antithesis of that. She had a quirk about her that he recognized; something in her demeanor had spoke to him. She had seemed vulnerable, like something good had happened and now she was waiting for the other shoe to drop. Judging by the look on her face, the other shoe might have dropped.
A distraught Asian man in the food court a little ways over interrupted Boone's musings. He was clearly looking for someone, someone who had disappeared. His panic was strange; it was almost as if he feared that this person might leave and disappear. Boone shrugged it off though; it was an airport, the person probably wandered off to use the phone or something.
The Asian woman walked out of the restroom again, and Boone approached her. He was tired of waiting for Shannon and he wanted to know if she was still in there. "Excuse me," he said, approaching her. She jumped like a scared rabbit and turned. "Did you see my sister in there? Blonde, tall, acting really snobby?" He prompted hoping would cover what Shannon was.
The Asian woman cocked her head for a moment, in thought. Just as she was about to say something, the Asian man came over, relief and anger coloring his features. He curtly said something to her in another language, and she replied quietly.
Her answer appeared to calm him down enough to take in his surroundings. He spoke again, and Boone got the distinct impression that the woman hadn't understood him, and he also suspected that he was the subject in question. So he dug around for his wallet, maybe if he showed her a picture of Shannon it would help her understand. The woman replied again in the language as Boone fished out his wallet. "My sister," he pointed to a picture of Shannon as the Asian man narrowed his eyes at him suspiciously. "In there?" he asked, gesturing to the restroom.
The woman took a look at the picture and nodded, smilingly. Boone couldn't help but see how amazing she looked when she smiled. "Thank you," he said, nodding his thanks and hoping that she understood.
She murmured something in her own language before turning back to her husband, guiding him away. Although, Boone noticed that she glanced back at him once. Boone smirked a little, and then turned his attentions back to getting Shannon out of the bathroom. Even though, getting Shannon out of the bathroom at the moment wasn't such a big deal, and he couldn't help one more discreet glance at the Asian woman.
"Hey! Captain America!" Shannon's voice echoed through his brain. "What're you staring at?"
Boone hadn't realized he had zoned out and quickly turned his attention back to Shannon. "Nothing. You're done?"
"Yeah, let's go," she said and took off toward their concourse. Boone sighed; Shannon acted just as she always had, but Boone couldn't help but let his thoughts wander back to the extremely pretty Asian woman. Too bad he didn't think she spoke English and was obviously married. Oh well, as Shannon's whining pulled him out of his reverie, he had other things to worry about.