Alabelle: Yeah, this one's pretty different from my usual fluffy fic, but I couldn't go without putting some C/C romance in there.
pacejunkie: Yeah, I came up with it once I realized that Henry Gale was the guy from Saw, and seeing him in the hatch like that just gave me an idea, and I decided to make a fic out of it. Plus, there's an odd mixture of Characters with a lot of tension going on, so that should help to make it interesting.
Babybrothalova: Glad you liked it.
"What just happened?" Echo questioned, looking around in confusion as the speaker's stopped their rapid static and the room was filled with a eerie silence. "Fuck if I know" Desmod replied in bewilderment, trying to catch his breath as he climbed down from the later.
"Did you trip a wire?" Sayid questioned, automatically looking for a logical excuse. "I don't think so. All the wire's I was just working on do is run the kitchen supplies" Desmond explained with a shrug, unable to give a decent explanation.
"Maybe it has something to do with the computer. How long has it been since we've pressed the button?" Echo questioned, worried they 'ed some how missed the cue.
"I just pressed it a few minutes ago" Sayid explained, although, it was hard to be sure since the count down was no longer working.
"Maybe it didn't register because of the count down box being broken" Desmond noted worriedly, shooting an awkward glance towards the distorted box which once ran his life, and now was nothing more then a bent up hunk of metal.
For a moment, the men were silent, pausing in thought as they all searched for some sort of explanation. Once they 'ed quieted down, the sound of banging and distant shouting in the hall way filled their ears.
"I think your little British friend might have gotten himself hurt again" desmond noted casually, as if all this was just another part of island life.
"He usually dose" Sayid agreed with a sigh, and pushed himself up from his position at the computer to go investigate. Desmond, out of habit, had slid one of the metal carts under one of the doors before it dropped, and Sayid ducked beneath it in order to make his way into the hall.
"Locke!" He called, a look of confusion crossing his face when he spotted the disoriented old man standing in the hall way. Locke looked over to him on confusion, as if he was a little mouse that had just been startled by an elephant, and was now frozen in fear.
"I thought Echo asked you to leave" Sayid spoke in a low, menacing tone that made the fragile Locke all the more nervous.
"The door locked before I could leave" He explained, shaking slightly. Sayid ignored his freighted behavior, seeing it as nothing more as a side effect from the explosion earlier.
"Get away from the door" He instructed firmly, as if commanding one of his soldiers. Locke gave an offended look, but did as Sayid told and stepped back from the door, giving him room to intervene.
"Charlie, are you alright?" Sayid questioned, leaning against the steel door as he patiently waited for a response. "Yeah. We're fine. What the bloody hell's going on?" Charlie questioned smartly, always ready to panic.
"I'm not sure" Sayid replied with a sigh, wishing he had a better explanation. His words were fallowed by a short pause. "Not sure? What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" Charlie insisted angrily, his voice rising in alarm.
"Charlie!" Claire scolded from behind the door. Sayid couldn't help but smile. Here they were trapped in a hatch after it had malfunctioned and trapped them inside, and Claire still didn't see this as an opportunity to curse.
"This happed before" Locke muttered under his breath as he wondered down the hall, looking around as if he was reliving the moment. Sayid shoot him a curious look before turning back to the door.
"Locke say's this has happened before" Sayid explained, hoping that Locke's words would ease their fear until further notice, although he didn't really find Locke's ramblings all that convincing. Another pause.
"Locke's a bloody lunatic!" Charlie replied, bluntly expressing his opinion. Sayid sighed again, knowing they wouldn't have bought it. Locke continued to mumbled the words over and over again as he felt the walls, as if he were searching for something the rest of them couldn't see.
"Yes. I can see that" Sayid noted, wondering why he ever thought they would have taken Locke's words seriously in the first place.
"Just try to relax. We're working on it" Sayid assured, and without another word, made his way back into the computer room. Charlie's fist hit the door in frustration, the fear of once again being trapped in a very confined area when danger seemed so close causing him to freak out.
Claire pushed herself off the wall and came to his side, gently laying her hands on his arm and lowering it from its post against the door, taking hold of his hand with both of hers and placing it to her lips.
Charlie smiled, the kind gesture calming his nerves as he forgot about the fear of being blown into bits and focused instead on the fluttering in his heart when ever Claire came near him.
Perhaps being trapped in a confined space with her wasn't so bad after all.