Chapter Two:

Angst

Sawyer woke several hours later to people screaming. This island is hell. He sat up looking around wiping the crud out of his eyes. He saw five people arguing with each other while the sixth person sat alone under a tree, much like Sawyer.

"You can't let someone just barge in here and take charge, Ana!" Screamed one of the girls. He recognized the one she called, Ana. She was the one that brought me here. Great. He thought sarcastically. If I'm on the island, and this sure looks like the place I've spent most of my five months on, where'd these people come from? Wonder if I can stand? He managed to get to his knees before the attention turned on him. Ana, ran to his aid.

"You should rest."

"No I'll be alright."

"What are you folks arguing about? It's not like I can get any rest with you people bickering."

"Could he be anymore grateful, Ana? I mean you saved his ass and all he can say is.." She sighed loudly. "Whatever." It's not worth the trouble. This girl was about 5'3" with blonde hair and blue eyes. Much like freckles he left back at his other camp. Wonder if she's missing me. Probably. I don't know her and Doc are probably getting closer to each other. Doc's gonna have his hands full with that one. The girl rolled her eyes.

"Listen, firecracker. I might not be that expressive when it comes to you saving me an all but I don't remember you saving me from the beach." Firecracker, I like it. She reminds me of one of those girls I'd con into giving me their money after a night with me.

"That's because I wanted you to stay on the beach."

"Abigail." Said one of the others.

"No just because you think everything on this island isn't evil doesn't mean I'm going to believe it."

Not as dumb as she looks. Sawyer thought to himself.

"So who are you people anyway?"

The man beneath the tree spoke up, "Survivors of the plane 815 crash."

"Then I must not be far from the cave. Where's the doc?"

"Doc?" asked Ana-Lucia. "I don't know what you're talking about. Other than you, we've not seen any other people on this island."

"Except for those creepy people." Abigail spoke up.

"Creepy people?" Sawyer said.

"Yeah, these people came looking for some boy. But then again, how'd you not know that? I consider you to be one of those people. How do we know you're not lying?"

"And how do I know you're not?" He thought for a moment. "I'm from the same flight as you. We crashed here a few months back. I figured all the survivors of the plane migrated to the caves."

"You said there's a doctor?" Ana-Lucia jumped in.

"Yeah, Jack.." he thought for a moment, what is Doc's last name? "Sheppard."

Ana looked at Abigail, "He's telling the truth Abigail. I met Jack Sheppard before we departed. He is who he says he is."

"Just like that you're going to believe him?"

"If he wanted to kill us, he would have already, don't you think?"

"Unless he's waiting on something. I don't want to chance it. I say we tie him up."

Sawyer stepped forward. "Listen here, I'm not willing to stay. So don't bother with the string you may conjure up. I ain't staying. And this island can't be that big, I'm sure I can find the Doc by myself. I'm a big boy."

Ana-Lucia grabbed Sawyers arm, "You're in no condition for that. You have a gun-shot wound."

"Yeah, he does. I wonder how he got that." She stormed off into the woods alone. Leaving everyone in the camp to fend for themselves. She called out, "I'm not gonna sit here like a duck waiting to get picked off."