Chapter Sixteen:

A Monster and A Pig

Abigail awoke from her nightmare that was all to real. Every moment of that dream sent tingling misconceptions threw her body. It was just a dream after all. Whew. Thank you for answering my prayers. She looked up at the cave ceiling. She sat up and saw that there was no one around. Dream? Maybe not. Only one way to find out, Sawyer. Plus, the fact that I'm alive and I'm whole so that's also a good sign. She tried to get to her feet but was restrained. She looked over to see that her wrist was tied to a dead body. Oh my god! What the-- She couldn't think clearly before she screeched in horror.

"Ah!" She yelled for someone to come rescue her.

"I see you've met Adam." Spoke Jack who squatted beside her.

"Adam? Did he die recently? Cause he's all skin and bones."

"Nope. We found him here in the cave before we moved in."

"Good to know." She said her eyes couldn't retract from the sight of the skeleton. "So does Sawyer always do this to his girlfriends on their first date?" She smirked trying to hide the fear that he may not be alive after all. "That's if he survived."

"Oh he survived. Matter of fact, we all did. I guess it lost interest."

"You do realize that the monster never looses his appetite for destruction. Much less human flesh. He didn't loose interest. Most likely something drove him away." She saw Locke enter the cave. "Or someone."

He turned to look at who she was referring to. "Locke."

"Yeah. I suggest, that you keep a keen eye on him. He's not one for loyalty. But I don't have to remind you about that. When things come down to it, he won't chose you before this island."

"What are you, some kind of prophecy girl?"

"Nope. I've just got two eyes."

Jack untied her and looked down at her. "If I see you so much as cause trouble, I will tie you back up. That is if Sawyer doesn't get to you first."

She rubbed her wrists from where the rope rubbed her. "My life story. What would a day be without his quick wits and his smart ass comments?"

Jack nodded. He knew what she was talking about all to well. He joined Locke in the center of the cave.

"Did you see it?"
"No, Jack. I blacked out."

"You blacked out?"

"Yes, I fell when I was running, and I hit my head."

Jack looked over at Abigail who was obviously eavesdropping on their conversation. He looked back at Locke. "I see." He wasn't ready to make a big deal out of this. He went back to the hatch. He turned back to Abigail and gave her a faint smile before leaving the caves.

Abigail looked over Locke before deciding it was best to go find Sawyer. She entered the jungle letting the cold breeze graze her skin. Such a lovely day after such a horrific nightmare. She continued to wander threw the jungle before stopping at the sound of something behind her. She sighed and spoke up loudly.

"Alright Sawyer. Let's have at it." She turned around and saw no one there. "Very funny. But I don't have time for your games." She thought for a moment, she had all the time in the world. "I'm not going to retract my statement." The jungle was quiet. She shook her head. Maybe it was that damn dream. She shrugged it off she took three steps and heard the noise of twigs snapping. Okay, that's not a sound that you hear on this island and think it's nothing. It's always something. She turned around and her eyes shifted one area to the other taking in the quiet scenery. "Sawyer. If that's you I'm gonna kick your ass." She said yelling. There was a hint of fear in her voice. It was cracking under pressure. "Sawyer?" The island is angry with me. I know it. I betrayed them. I betrayed the others and the island knows it. With that something roared loudly. The monster.

She quickly turned in the opposite direction and took off running towards the shore. She ran as fast as she possibly could. Trees around her being uprooted and thrown to the side as if it was casually picking them up.

Abigail ran onto the beach her head turned back towards the jungle. Was she being followed still? She plummeted right into Sawyer's chest. They both fell to the ground. With a grunt he looked up at her.

"I thought I tied you up? I take it the good doctor set you free?"

The noised had stopped. The trees blew against the wind.

"Did you see it?"

"Did I see what, sweet cheeks? You running into me like a quarterback."

She looked down at him. His eyes glistening under the sun's rays.

"As much as I enjoy a woman being on top." He rolled over and pinned her to the ground. The sand shifting as they moved. He did it so quickly that it seemed like it was effortless. He was after all far much stronger than her. "I'd rather be the one in control. Especially if you're the woman."

"Get off, Sawyer."

He smirked.

"Get off of me, Sawyer."

Sawyer tightened his grip and she struggled against him. "Ooh a wiggler."

"How can you be so humane one minute and in the next, you're an animal?"
He shrugged. "I am what I am. And if I may recall, you didn't seem to mind me last night."

She rolled her eyes. As if we had sex. "Whatever."

"Don't want a girl that's not willing. Takes the fun out of things." He said getting up off of her. He extended his hand to help her up. She didn't take it.

"You exhaust me."

"Ah, darling, that's not the first time I've heard that."

"You're a pig Sawyer."

He grabbed her arm roughly and pulled her close to him. "You remember that the next time you want to get cuddly."

She broke free after the statement and headed down the beach towards the surf.

Sawyer sat on the ground brushing his hair back away from his face. He sat against the tree that he had now claimed as a home. He watched as she seem to glide across the sand.