Good evening Ladies and Gents! So sorry for the delay in this. I've been really busy, I'm going to try to update as often as I can. I know I've said that before, but I've already got 2 more chapters written after this, so I should be posting another one next Saturday (November 20th)
Chapter 2:
Sayid wandered through the overgrown trees of the jungle. Kate and Locke tagged quickly behind him, as if to make sure he was going the right way while Jack and Hurley trailed behind. He never really did understand why they felt such a need to watch after him, after all he was one of the few on the island who could keep track of where he was. The daylight was still bright, but it would quickly falter. Sayid decided they had to quicken things up.
By the time Sayid had brought the others back to the beach, the place was in hysteria. Upon noticing this, Jack yelled telling everyone to stay calm, not that it had much of an effect on the situation. Surprisingly Michael and Jin were the calmest out of everyone. Jack walked over them, wanting to demonstrate calmness to everyone around them. Carefully he looked them over. Sayid ran over Shannon who was turning clearly on the verge of an asthma attack. Shannon wasn't sure that it had been the news of the story that had brought her asthma attack on in the first place, she had been feeling a little clogged all day. Charlie and Claire were seemingly happy that 'the others' hadn't been after Aaron, but upset about what happened to Walt. Acting like nothing unusual was going on, Hurley sat down on a log to take a deep breath. Jack was knelt down in front of the two rafters. Carefully he bandaged up Jin's arm (after prying Sun off it) which had somehow gotten hurt during the attack. When they got to the part about Walt Kate turned and ran in the direction of the wire Sayid had found was. Jack jumped up, running after her.
"Hey Kate! Where are you going?" He yelled after her. The curly haired woman stopped running long enough to answer.
"I'm going to find Danielle; she said they wanted the boy. Maybe she knows where they took him!" She yelled.
"Come back! It's too dangerous!" Jack was about to run after her when he felt a hand on his arm.
"Let her go Jack." Sayid told him kindly. "She can take care of herself." Jack nodded, without turning his gaze from the direction she was running. "I need some help with Shannon. Her breathing's getting worse." Jack turned around to look at Shannon, who was pink in the face. Quickly he called Sun, and headed over to help the woman.
It seemed like hours before she could breathe again, but it must not have been that long, or else she wouldn't still be there. The group had set themselves around the scorching campfire. Most nights there would be chatter amongst themselves, but after today's events everyone sat in silence. Sun had taken liberty of preparing dinner for everyone, so with just a few whispers she handed out bowls of soup and then sat down by Jin who whispered 'thank you' in Korean. Charlie held Aaron tightly while supporting Claire on his shoulder, both of them had fallen asleep already. The only noise that was constant (if you count every few minutes as constant) was the weak coughs from Shannon, who was lying with her head in Sayid's lap. Every so often he would ask just to make sure she was okay. It had been a bad attack, and even now her breathing was still a little raspy.
Kate wandered through the darkness, only using the sand sinking beneath her feet as a guide to where she was walking. It was dark out, and she had forgotten to bring any light with her. As she walked she felt almost blind. It had been a while since she had stopped running, when she had noticed how hungry she was. She should've brought food. She might have passed the wire by now. How would she know? Perhaps I should stop for the night, she thought. As if in answer to her question, she suddenly felt herself tumbling to the ground. It wasn't until she was on the ground for a few moments that she realized she had tripped over something, and that something was moving. Carefully she pulled her feet off whatever it was, and then turned around only to be horrified at what she saw.
She could feel her heart pounding in her chest, but she still pushed her self to go faster. The sand slipped underneath her feet, and she knew that it was only pure luck that she was still standing. He was alive. It had been her first thought after hearing Michaels story that he would surely be dead, but she was wrong. The bullet would had still been open, with crisp blood around the edges. Paying no attention to anything around her she had bandaged him up best she could, using a piece of fabric, which she kept inside her backpack. After dragging him out of the waves, she took off running back to camp. It seemed like it had been hours since she left him there, and camp didn't seem any closer than it did then. The young woman felt as though her legs would collapse under her any second. It was at this moment that she was thankful she didn't have asthma like Shannon, if she did her lungs would have stopped working long ago. She gasped for air, praying that she would reach them soon. The camp could be seen now, but with each step she took it only seemed to get farther instead of closer. Someone must have seen her coming because the next thing she new Jack and Sayid were on either side of her, which was a good thing considering the fact that she was starting to feel light headed. Jack lifted a bottle of water to her lips, she coughed a few times when it hit her mouth.
"You okay?" He asked; she nodded, wiping water off of her mouth.
"Yeah," She coughed. "I found Sawyer down the beach…" Before she could finish what she was saying, Jack had began to rattle off a series of questions, and then was out of her site before she could answer at least one. She turned, watching him retreat out of site. Smiling slightly she looked towards the camp, which still looked unusually far away. Oh well, at least I don't have to run this time, she thought before making her way towards it.
Lazily Sawyer rolled over; he had been attempting to ignore the pain in his shoulder. Jack claimed that over the last few weeks it had healed up quit well, Sawyer couldn't disagree more. Of course he couldn't tell Jack that. Things had been quiet around the beach lately. People who had once yelled orders at each other now sat silently staring at the ocean in what he called a 'Kate Trance.' Apparently they had found some sort of treasure map down at the hatch, but all thoughts had been put towards finding Walt instead, or at least he thought so. Running his fingers through his shaggy blonde hair he stood up, and pushed open the flap of his tent. He greeted the fresh air with welcome. It was dark out, but no one was around a camp fire like usual, they were still lost in thought, everyone except Kate that was. Sawyer smirked. Of course once everyone had decided to do what she did normally, she would stop. That girl definitely is original, he thought looking at her. She had still separated herself from everyone else, but instead of sitting and staring at the ocean like she normally did, she was lying on her back mumbling to herself. Wordlessly he moved closer, so that he could make out what she was saying.
"Not that one, its on the left. It's not on the right, or above. Those two don't connect…" She rambled on mercilessly. He stood there silently, trying to figure out what she was doing. Finally she noticed his presence and stopped talking, well at least nonsense anyways. "What do you want Sawyer?"
"What are you doing?" He asked, ignoring her question.
"I'm trying to figure something out." She told him. He sat down beside her. Kate looked over at him, clearly unimpressed. Sawyer was about to reply, when Locke came over wondering how she was doing. "I think I found it. Here, I'll show you. Bewildered, he watched as they pointed to the stars, as if it was completely normal. Locke smiled triumphantly, letting Kate know she had done a good job.
"Good work." He began. "We should go tell Jack, he'll want to start right away in the morning." Kate nodded in agreement, and walked off with John by her side, completely forgetting Sawyer had been there. Sawyer frowned. What where they telling Jack? Why were they pointing at the stars? What was starting, and what did it have to do with stars? Stars weren't around during the day, so they obviously couldn't be inviting him to join their little star gazing club.
Early the next morning, Michael retreated from his tent. It was unfair to say he awoke early because with each day that went by and few hours of sleep he managed to get between worrying about Walt decreased. Sluggishly he made his way down the beach towards Sun and Jin. They were already up and working, separately from everyone. When he approached them, Sun quickly explained that everyone else was preparing to head out that evening. She explained what they had found at the hatch, and how Jack thought it would be a good idea to use it to find Walt.
"What?" Michael asked angrily. "We're not using some old 'Treasure map' to find my boy. I don't care what Jack says, I'll look for him on my own." The black man put his hand on his hip in a stressed matter and waited for a reply. Jin eagerly mumbled something in Korean.
"We want to come with you." Sun told him. Michael smiled approvingly, though unable to erase the look of worry.
"Good," He began. "Lets try to leave within the hour." With that the man turned away, leaving the Korean woman and her husband to get ready.
Michael fidgeted nervously. He had been ready for a while now, and was still waiting for Sun and Jin. He watched as everyone else hurriedly ran about, gathering things for the journey they thought would help find his boy. Locke had been nice enough to bring by some boar meat for them to take along, but didn't stop to chat as he was very busy. So he sat there, wondering the fate of his son. He waited until the Korean couple came over, and announced their ready. Then they headed off into the jungle waiting for the unexpected.
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