Disclaimer- In Chapter One

A/N- For once I have nothing to say. Wow.

The Wonderful Disease Called Love

Do You Remember

Zephyr looked hesitantly at the edge of the jungle. She didn't really like it in there and had only gone in once or twice, not counting the well beaten path to her camp. Heloise couldn't seem to stay out of it, but Zephyr tried her hardest to avoid it. But now it was absolutely necessary to just get over it and go in there. Sawyer was in there and he was in no shape to be frolicking through the jungle. It was up to Zephyr to save him, since he was unoffically in her charge. But he was so difficult, she could hardly be to blame for this whole predicament! She sighed, gritted her teeth and started walking into the jungle, preparing for the inevitable. Soon comfortable surroundings of the beach were a distant memory and the air supply was significantly diminished. This jungle made her sort of claustrophobic.

"Sawyer?" she said in a timid voice. For some reason she felt as if a hundred eyes were on her. This is a DESERTED island, Zephyr, no one is there to watch you, pull yourself together! "Sawyer?" she yelled this time. It echoed a couple times, as if the island were saying it back to her. She really didn't like this. Why couldn't he just hear her and they could get back to their familiar camp? Suddenly, there was a rustle near Zephyr, causing her to jump. The wind. She told herself. Just the wind. She continued walking, trying to go in a straight line. If she got too far in, she would never find her way out again and the last thing she wanted was to be stuck in this god-forsaken jungle for eternity. Again, she felt the stare of something on her back. It made the hair on her neck stand up and she stopped in her tracks. "S-Sawyer? Is that you?" A deafening silence was her only answer. Still, she was convinced it had to be Sawyer, this seemed like something he would do. "Sawyer, c'mon, we have to go back to camp! This isn't helping!" Nothing. But she could still feel whoever--whatever--boring their gaze into her. She spun wildly, trying to see who it was. But there was nothing there. She turned a few more times, trying to see who was eluding her. Still nothing. Then she realized that she didn't know which way the beach lay. Panic was starting to rear it's head within Zephyr. "Sawyer?" she whispered. The silence boomed in her ears. There was another rustle of leaves, and this time she couldn't convince herself that it was the wind. Her breathing was shallow, her palms were sweating like mad, her heart was beating a mile a minute. She was lost, scared and something was watching her. She did what anyone would do. She ran. For awhile she hardly noticed the branches that scraped her skin and tore at her clothing, the roots that she was stumbling over and twisting her ankles on or the fact that she couldn't get enough oxygen to her body. But a rather thick tree branch hit in the chest and she tripped on a tree root silmutaneously, sending her down hard. A scream escaped her and she didn't have the strength to pick herself up again. This is it, Zephyr. No one will find you way out here, not Sawyer, not Heloise. Who knows how far away they are? Your overactive imagination led to your death. There was no one there, the island was playing yet another trick on you. The island and you have gotten into a spat, and the island always wins.

"Looks like it's time for me to take care of you, Porcelain," came the very welcome Southern accent that was just what Zephyr needed to hear.

Heloise stood at the mouth of the cave that Adrien hid himself away in. She could see him at the back of it, it was a rather shallow cave, and he was fast asleep. The more caring side of her told her not to wake him, but the more exasperated side of her told her that he had been sleeping all day, it was high time he woke up. The exasperated side won out, and she ducked into the cave. She stood over Adrien, watching him as he slept. She had to admit, he was rather endearing to watch. He was on his stomach with his head turned to face her. She could hear his gentle breathing, and she had the oddest impulse to lay down next to him, so she could feel his breath on her neck.

Whoa, Heloise, you're trying to fight this thing, remember? Those thoughts are more of a hinderance than a help.

She knew she had to wake him up, if she kept watching, more of thoughts along those lines would crop up, and they needed to stop! Yet, she still found herself saying, Just one more minute.

"You know, it's a bit difficult to sleep with you watching me so intently."

Heloise nearly jumped out of her skin. "Adrien!" She couldn't believe it, she was embarrassed. She hadn't actually felt embarrassed in so many years! Strange how one guy she hardly knew could cause all these foreign emotions to resurface.

"What?" he responded with a laugh, turning over on his back so he could face her.

"Couldn't you at least clue me in that you were awake!"

"That would take all the fun out of watching you blush profusely as you realize that I knew you were spying on me."

"Excuse me! I was NOT spying! And I'm not blushing!"

"Oh really!" he said with a smug smile that said he knew who was telling the truth. He pulled on her hand to tell her to sit down beside him.

"I'm not sitting by you!" Heloise responded in a voice that sounded angry, but was actually joking. Adrien pulled extra hard on her hand, and catching her unawares,she more or less fell down on top of him.

"You know, first you spy on me, then you convieniently fall on my lap? You wouldn't be trying to tell me something, would you?"

Heloise pulled herself off of him as she scoffed. "This is entirely all your fault. So any message I'm sending is basically you sending it to yourself through me."

"Or, maybe you're subconsciously sending this message, and blaming it on me."

"I severely doubt it. And besides, you're the one who pulled me down on top of you!"

"No, I merely pulled you down. You chose where to land."

"I don't even know why I bothered!" Heloise said, getting up and brushing off her front. "I have a camp to run."

"No, Elly, come back! I'll be good, I swear!"

She turned around and looked at him, with his adorable half-smile gracing his face and a totally honest look in his eyes. How could she say no? But, she would have her fun first. "I don't know..." Adrien immediatly lost his smile and put on a totally ridiculous, obviously fake pout.

"Please?" He begged, as innocent and pathetic as a five year old. Heloise made a dramatic show of sighing and then turning around and coming towards him. "Aw, that's my Elly!" Adrien said, hugging her as she sat down next to him. "It's about time you let yourself relax and let the other three fend for themselves."

"What's with you and thinking that I need to relax all the time? It's not like I'm elderly or pregnant." Adrien rasied an eyebrow suspiously. "Shut up!" Heloise said with a laugh as she hit him on his chest.

"I didn't say anything!" he answered with a laugh.

"Do you remember?" said a man in a quiet voice, who was laying on a bed. He was wearing jeans, a green short sleeve t-shirt and no shoes. He was looking at a beautiful girl with long straight brown hair, with dark brown eyes laying beside him.

"Yeah, I remember" She whispered softly. She had her eyes closed and her hand was holding his. It was early morning, and then sun was shining across the bed, and she basked in the warm glow it cast on her. Music played softly in the background.

¿Te acuerdas?

Sí, me acuerdo

Lo dices como su hubieras combiado de sentimiento, que ya no me quieres. Dime que aún me quieres.

"You say it as if you have changed your feelings," he replied looking at her. She opened her eyes and looked at him sincerely. "As if you don't love me anymore," he was afraid of her answer, he really was. He was so worried about her leaving him after what had happened. She had been so distant. She was moving her head to say no. "Tell me that you still love me," He asked holding tight her hand.

"Yes, I love you" She said in a confident way with a grin across her face and then she rolled next to him, so he could hug her.

Sí, te quiero.

Repitelo quiero estar seguro de que no estas mintiendo

"Repeat it," he requested hugging her tightly. "I want to be sure your not lying."

"Yes, I love you" she turned to look at him "I love you" She kissed his lips softly. "But do you love me?" she responded, half serious, half in jest.

"Of course I do," he answered, emotion brimming in his voice. He softly brought his lips to hers.

"Prove it," she said seductively, a grin working it's way across her face.

He smiled back at her and brought her closer to him, pulling her in for a heady kiss. Heloise was happy, she felt safe with him, he was nice, cute, handsome and so lovely. She didn't deserve him. Little did she know, he was telling himself the same. They were meant to be, yes they were…

Sí, te quiero. Te quiero. Y sé que tú me has querido siempre.

Heloise woke up breathing heavily. She was concerned about the dream she had. It had been so long ago...she had buried all those memories and never brought them out of the dark recesses of her mind they hid in. Both of them… together. That moment, it was one of her favorites, one of the few happy times. The wedding was a sweet memory as well, but that was the one she had buried the deepest. She needed her best friend. She stood up looking for her. Heloise was a bit disturbed as she realized this wasn't the cave she normally slept in. It was...oh god. What was going on? First she has dreams about HIM and now she was sleeping in Adrien's cave? What was happening to her? She walked out of the cave. Where the hell was Zephyr? She wasn't where she used to sleep.

"Zephyr?" she whispered looking her. "ZEPHYR?" This time she yelled her name. The dream had flustered and upset her, she NEEDED to talk to Zephyr, she was the only one who understood.

Jane and Simon woke up. "What are you doing?" complained the man

"I'm looking for Zephyr, where is she?" Heloise explained asking for help.

"Do you remember?" Jane asked, concerned. Heloise opened her eyes worried. Did Jane knew about her memories? How could she know? "Sorry, I mean, don't you remember?" the woman corrected her mistake, she was trying to say 'Don't' instead of 'do'. Heloise sighed in relief.

"Remember what?" she asked. Simon looked concerned to Jane and then to Heloise.

"Your friend, the nice young lady, Zephyr, she went out," he explained looking at her.

"Yeah, I know," she replied, "She went to look for that idiot, Sawyer."

"Yes, but she never came back," Jane told her, obviously worried about both girls. Zephyr was missing and Heloise was losing her mind.

"Oh my God…" She started to cry. Why was Zephyr still out? Is she dead? "No… she can't be" She answer to herself. "She's… out, searching for the jackass and I was sleeping and flirting…" she whispered so Jane and Simon couldn't hear that last part. "Everything is my fault… MY BEST FRIEND IS PROBABLY LOST!" She started to panic. Now this, on top of the dream. Things were not looking up for her.

"Whoa, what's going on, Elly?" Adrien said, coming up behind her, putting an arm around her waist. She pulled away from him, he was the last thing she needed right now. She needed Zephyr. She needed to forget about her past, needed to bury it again, deeper this time so it never came up and haunted her again like this. She needed to stay away from Adrien, he was the one pulling all these strange, dangerous feelings and memories out of the holes they were hidden in.

"Just...stay away from me, Adrien," she said, with tears welling up in her eyes and skewing her vision.

Song: Ella No Me Conoce
Author: Austin TV