Chapter Four- Tomb
She was dead.
Alex screamed again, and Sayid was able to snap himself out of his horrified trance. He turned and ran to Alex, who was sobbing hysterically. He gathered her in his arms, held her against his chest and gently rocked her back and forth. He turned her away from her mother's body and whispered soft, soothing words in her ear. Her sons were shaking her whole body, but Sayid was already calming her down, stoking her hair, telling her that it was going to be all right.
When Alex had cried herself out, Sayid gently lowered her to the floor. He got up, went over to Danielle and removed the suicide note from her hand. He read it quickly and then pocketed it. Sayid cut her down and laid her on a table, arms by her side. He carefully closed her eyes and walked back to Alex. She looked up at him, her face so sad that it made Sayid want to cry.
He got down on his knees, looking into Alex's sorrowful eyes.
"In her note…she said she didn't want t be burned or buried."
A dry sob escaped Alex's lips, a sound so mournful it broke Sayid's heart.
"Please," she whispered, "Let's leave."
Sayid didn't need to be asked twice. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her up the small flight of stairs, out of the place that had become a tomb.