Chapter 11: The Return of the Ki… eh Claire
Sawyer was bored out of his mind. He had nothing to do, except maybe reading his books. Again. He read them a lot of times already. He had to do something. So when chief and Tattoo went searching for Lassie, he volunteered to go with them. Only one bad thing, Rambo was coming too. He'd go anyway, as long as Rambo wasn't nagging about his precious hatch.
"Vincent," Walt screamed, after searching for a while. "Vincent! Come here boy!" The dog didn't show up, so Sawyer thought he'd give it a try.
"Come doggie doggie! C'me here! Come on Lassie, come here!" Then they heard something growling. And it clearly wasn't Vincent. It couldn't be… No, not one of these polar bears! It was kind of funny he responded to Lassie, though. Sawyer chuckled at that thought. But then there was no time, they had to run.
Walt was the only one who couldn't get up the tree. Sawyer searched his pockets. How stupid was he? He hadn't brought his gun with him on this trip. Now he had to watch helplessly while the bear attacked Walt. Locke had a plan, and Michael helped him. They didn't need Sawyer's help. Locke and Michael saved Walt, all by themselves.
Then they just had to look on. Wait, there was something to see, just behind some trees. The closer Sawyer got, the more he realized that it definitely was a person. And a really familiar one too. It couldn't be… It was… It was her… It was Claire!
Sawyer ran in Claire's direction, he was running like a mad man. It felt like he had wings. She was back, and seemed to be unharmed.
"Daddy," Walt asked. "Why is Sawyer acting so crazy?" Michael smiled.
"I think he's in love with miss Claire and he's glad she's back. You sometimes behave really weird when you're in love." Walt looked like he found this disgusting.
"I never want to be in love then," he said. Michael chuckled.
"Just wait till you grow up. I'm sure you'll remember this and thought it was stupid to say this." Walt looked like he didn't believed that, and Michael smiled.
Sawyer reached Claire. He smiled at her. He was so happy that she was back. He felt… He felt… What was the right word? He felt complete.
"There's the pregnant princess! I missed you so much Claire!" He was so happy! She was back, and alright! He never had been happier then this, he thought. Then she looked at him, with a weird look. Claire never looked at him like that. She never looked at anyone like that. Then another weird thing happened. She screamed and then fainted. Sawyer lifted her and brought her to Jack. There must be something wrong with her, he thought.
Sawyer brought unconscious Claire to the medical cave. Jack was stunned when he saw her. He didn't expect this to happen, but he was glad she was back.
"What happened Sawyer, what happened to her?" Jack had to know, he could use it for his medical treatment. Being given wrong information could be fatal.
"I just spoke to her, and then she screamed and fainted. It was all very weird." Jack looked at Sawyer, who shrugged his shoulders.
"You didn't say something scary," Jack asked.
"If saying I missed her is scary," Sawyer responded. Jack smiled. Nope, that wasn't scary at all he thought. Sawyer had been very sweet, and that was rare.
But then Claire woke up. She looked around, saw the caves, the people. They were all looking at her. She looked scared when she screamed: "Who are you?" Oh my god…
Sawyer was shocked. She didn't knew them anymore? She didn't knew him anymore? This wasn't happening! She was the best thing that ever happened to him…
"Claire," Jack asked. "What's the last thing you remember?" A pretty smart question to ask, Sawyer thought. He hated to admit it, but it was smart of Jack to do that.
"I got on a plane, to Los Angeles," Claire said, slowly. She was still a bit scared of these strangers, who were all still looking at her.
"Listen to me Claire," Jack said. "That plane crashed, on this island. We're all survivors of the crash. We've been here for a while now. You were kidnapped, by a guy named Ethan. Charlie here…" he pointed at Charlie "… was with you then. Ethan almost killed him, but he was saved. And now you're back. Tell me, do you remember anything about that?" Sawyer looked at Claire, who was still afraid. He wanted to go to her, and calm her down, but he couldn't, because she forgot about him. He didn't want her to scream at him again. He wanted her to remember him, but that wasn't possible. Sawyer wanted to walk away, but then Claire spoke again, so he stayed.
"I don't remember. I only remember a name, Aaron. Somebody here named Aaron?" Sawyer thought about it for a while, then spoke to Claire, explaining it.
"Nobody here is named Aaron. But somebody told you 'bout Aaron." You could see that Claire was thinking about that.
"I don't remember that. I'm sorry, Mr..?" She didn't even remember his name. He felt terrible.
"Mr. Sawyer," he said, with a sad look on his face.
"You seem more of a James to me," she said, innocently. Sawyer looked at her in amazement. She remembered his name?
"How did you know that?" She knew, she knew…
"I didn't knew." She didn't knew… He left, feeling terrible.
After reading for a while, he got out of his tent. Heard stories about Ethan threatening Charlie, to kill all of them if he wouldn't get Claire. That Ethan had to stop! Jack and Locke clearly thought the same, cause they were setting up booby-traps. And some guys volunteered for a watch. Sawyer did that too. Anything to protect Claire and the baby.
Nothing happened on his watch, he didn't see anything. But when he woke up the next morning, Scott or Steve was dead. He didn't even knew which one. This madness had to stop, he thought. So he went to Jack and Locke, who were discussing another plan, using Claire as the bait. Charlie was protesting, he thought it was too dangerous. Then Claire entered, and agreed to the plan. The plan was to keep four people with a gun hidden in the area, so they could capture Ethan. Sawyer immediately volunteered for a gun.
"Do you know how to shoot a gun," Jack asked him, and Sawyer was seriously thinking about punching him. Then he had a much better idea.
"Well, there's one polar bear who seems to think so," he said, with a big smile on his face. Jack chuckled, and gave him the pistol. Kate came along, also wanting a gun, but Jack gave every gun away already. So Sawyer gave Kate one he had in his tent.
"Where did you get the gun," Jack asked.
"Got it off one of the bodies, back in the old days. The marshal, remember him," Sawyer asked teasingly. But this time, Jack had a response.
"Yeah, I remember him. You shot him, and missed." Ouch! That was nasty Jackass, Sawyer thought. Then he smiled at Jack, showing they were even.
Then it was time. The armed men and Kate hid in the spots that were picked, and Claire was wandering around there, all alone, waiting for the bad guy to show up. Angst was in the air, when Ethan showed up.
Claire ran away screaming, with Ethan just a few feet behind her. It was terrible for Sawyer to watch. Then Jack jumped Ethan, causing his pistol to fall, sliding over the jungle floor, while they were still fighting. Then finally, Jack was out of the way. Sawyer pointed his pistol at Ethan, who was trying to get away.
"Uh uh uh, Jungle boy," he said, with his hair dripping wet from the rain. Sawyer knew he shouldn't shoot Ethan, because Ethan could give them information, but he was definitely tempted to do so. He really wanted to pull that trigger, just so Claire would be safe again. He wanted her to be safe.
Then four shots. All bullets ended up in Ethan's chest. Sawyer looked at his gun, checking if he didn't fire it. He didn't, it wasn't him. Then who was it?
It was Charlie. He grabbed Jack's gun, and shot Ethan with it. Sawyer was mad at Charlie, for two reasons. One: because they couldn't get information from Ethan now. Two: if someone was shooting that son-of-a-bitch, Sawyer wanted to be that man. Stupid, stupid has been! Stupid Charlie! Sawyer wanted to protect Claire, to be there for her. But he guessed she didn't need him when she had Charlie. Sawyer walked away.