TITLE: Peace
RATING: PG
SUMMARY: Sayid's thoughts as he is with Ana Lucia (from the promo for next week).
DISCLAIMER: I don't own the characters from Lost and am not making a profit. If they were mine, then the storyline would have gone very differently.
Peace was all he longed for. An end to the torment of emotions swirling through him. He wanted to forget, yet he needed to remember. The way her eyes lit up when she smiled. The way she flirted. The way she could change emotions quicker then he could keep up. The way her skin felt. Soft and smooth under his callused hands. The way her kisses felt. Gentle. Sweet. Passionate kisses. The look on her face when he told her he loved her. Her shirt stained red. A wound in her stomach. Her taking her last breath in his arms. All the memories were such a mixture of happiness and sadness. The past few days he had been happier then ever before. Now he was left with nothing.
The woman who took it all away stood before him. But Sayid said nothing. He knew what he wanted her to do. What he ached for her to do. With one blow his suffering would be over. He would no longer miss his Shannon. He would be with her. Would hold her once again. Would apologize. He had not protected her, as he should have, as she deserved to be. He had not done enough for her. He wished to tell her once again that she captured his heart. But now it was too late.
Ana Lucia. She had killed Shannon. One shot and his life had ended, too. Shannon was his ray of sunlight for his darkened soul. He had known her for less than two months, yet felt as if he had known her all his life. Now she was gone.
Peace. That was all he asked for. Ana Lucia was getting angry with him. Good. It was what he wanted. She raised the bludgeon. He closed his eyes. He thought of Shannon. He did not feel anything as he descended into darkness.
The End