Good Riddance

Chapter Two:

Revelations

Sawyer was out chopping wood, as usual, but stopped suddenly at the sound of something coming closer. Great, a monster. He slowly pulled out his .9 mm. He never entered the jungle without it. Always fearing that something or someone might sneak up on him. He'd heard the stories. Sayid once got attacked by someone who slugged him across the head, that one he could remember because he got blamed for it. The other time being when Charlie and Claire had been kidnapped by that psychopath Ethan. Wonder what's in store for me. Possibly another polar bear? Mm that'd be good diner for tonight. I'd come in all high and mighty, time to dig in. He turned around and waited until the noise revealed itself. It was her, Abigail. He aimed the gun at her face. He slowly turned off the safety.

"Stop, right there, Abigail."

She was bruised and appeared badly beaten. She fell to the ground.

Sawyer didn't budge. "What do you want?"

"I need your help."

He tilted his head back to the side. "Excuse me, darlin'?" He smirked. He knew he had all the power. "You didn't say the magic word."

"Please." She said looking around the empty spot where they stood.

"Eh, nah I don't feel like helping today. Maybe you should come back tomorrow? I don't reckon I got a good enough reason for all that."

"I can tell you where your friends are."

This caught his interest. But he stopped for a moment, "I don't think I'm gonna fall for that one again, fool me once shame on you, fool me twice--"

She blurted out, "Near the black rock."

"Black rock? I believe we've already established that ain't where their hiddin'."

"They change locations every couple of months."

He shook his head. "And I'm supposed to just trust you?"

She nodded. "I know it doesn't mean much, but I wanted to tell you." She shook her head, "I just didn't think it'd matter."

He laughed, "Wouldn't matter? Your.. People or whatever.. Shot me Abigail!"

"I was born on this Island so I had no other choice. That was the only life I've ever known."

"So what made you change your mind? Was it your 'love' for me?" He sarcastically shot at her.

"Don't flatter yourself. After I saw that they took the boy, I didn't want to be apart of the situation anymore."

"So where'd I come into play?"

"They decided to try and keep me occupied. So I wouldn't distract them or get in the way."

"And, how'd that work out for you?" He motioned to the bruises and cuts.

"If you don't want my help in finding Michael and Jin, keep up the sarcastic wit."

"Well didn't you just tell me where they were, missy?" He sighed, "Fine."

"I got beaten because I disobeyed them. They're after me Sawyer. All I want is protection."

"Well why don't you and the Frenchy get together and have a good old time. You could be crazy together."

She shook her head. "The French lady, she's getting to close."

"To close to what?"

"I don't know." She shook her head. "Some sort of project. I wasn't told about it. I overheard most of it."

He nodded. "We'll go back to the caves and you can tell me there."

"You don't trust me." She nods, "I don't blame you."

They headed back to the caves Sawyer behind Abigail, his gun pointed at the back of her neck. No of course he didn't trust her. He almost felt something for her. He wouldn't ever forgive her for that.