Lost:
Confessions
Summary: In a game of "Confessions" the survivors each tell the story of their past. Forcing Boone and Shannon to come clean about their past. Spoilers Hearts and Minds
A/N: My first attempt at a Lost fanfic! It's turned out to be more about the characters than just Boone and Shannon. Hope you like! Please read and review!
Chloexx
Chapter One
Jack sat on the beach and stared into the sea hoping to get some peace at last. Of course that wasn't going to happen, not with Shannon and Boone arguing in the background.
"Why is it always about you, Shannon?"
"Why have YOU always gotta be the perfect one Boone?"
Jack stood up and walked over to where the brother and sister were arguing.
"Guys, what's going on?" Jack asked.
"Shannon drank my last bottle of water, AND she'd rather be sunbathing than help out", Boone explained.
"Ok Boone, you know we have an unlimited supply of water…"
"Yeah Boone", Shannon said and layback onto the sand with her eyes closed waiting for a tan.
"And Shannon, you really should do more than sunbathe all day"
"Oh come on, this is a deserted island filled with 46 people who survived a plane crash, there's so much to do", Shannon said rolling her eyes.
"Well why don't you think of some games or activities, you know that we can play with the others to keep ourselves entertained"
"What do you think I am a kid? Look Jack if you want games why don't you ask a kid. Like him, over there", Shannon told him pointing to 10 year-old Walt.
"Ok fine whatever", Jack said walking away. Boone got up and ran after the doctor.
"Hey, Jack, sorry about Shannon, she just kinda has a permanent bad mood", Boone explained, embarrassed.
"No it's fine, it must be annoying though, you guys always fighting"
"Well it's just the way it's always been", Boone said staring at Shannon, grinning.
"Where do you think you're going?" Michael asked his son with what seemed to be concern.
"Taking Vincent for walk", Walt said "With Mr. Locke", he finished
"Oh no you're not", Michael told him
"Why? Why do you not like him?"
"It's not that I don't like him cause I do…sort of. He's just strange, I don't think he's suitable for you to be hanging out with and make friends with", Michael explained awkwardly to the 10 year-old boy.
"You can't tell me who I can and can't be friends with"
"Yes I can. I'm your dad and I can tell you what to do. I say you're not hanging out with Locke. Now come and help me carry these logs over to where Boone, Shannon and Claire are sitting"
"No, I'm going to see Locke", Walt announced and headed towards Locke with his golden-coated dog, Vincent.
"Walt come back here. Walt come back here, NOW!"
Meanwhile Claire, Boone and Shannon were watching Michael's attempts to get Walt to listen to him.
"Poor kid, he's been through so much", Claire said
"Poor kid? Don't you mean poor me? I spent $100 on this manicure and for what? For it to get ruined in a plane crash? I don't think so!" moaned Shannon
"Oh get over yourself", Boone told her
"Me get over myself? You get over yourself Boone. God you're such a control freak, you treat me how Michael treats Walt. You treat me like a ten year-old", Shannon fought back.
"Whatever Shan. I'm just trying to get you back to reality", Boone told her
"I'm gonna go. Go um…see…Kate", pregnant Claire stood up and left hoping not to get caught up in another one of Boone and Shannon's arguments again.
"See? Now you made her leave. No wonder you haven't got any friends with your constant moaning and negativity", Boone said to her.
"Whatever. Now do you mind? You're blocking the sun and I'm trying to top up my tan", Shannon said without caring about anything Boone had just said to her.
"Fine", Boone said with his hands up leaving his sister to enjoy the sun and followed Claire.