Abby walked out of the bathroom and back into the main room, Jack, Kate and Locke were talking.

"Abby!" Kate said, realizing she had just walked into the room. "Feeling better?"

Abby nodded. "Thanks," she said with a small smile. "Thank you all… for everything."

Jack nodded. "I'm just glad we found you in time." He said.

"Doc? In you here?" a familiar southern voice called through the hatch. Sawyer appeared in the room. "Why, look what the island drug in… doc, I'm seeing things."

"Sawyer, this is Abby."

"Hi Sawye-"

"And who the hell is she?" Sawyer asked as he turned to Kate. "What's she doin' here?"

Kate obviously thought he was being rude because she sent him an look that told him to shut up, but since when has Sawyer ever listened to someone?

"Hi." Abby said with a small smile.

"And how'd you get here?" Sawyer demanded, he turned to Kate. "How did I not know there was a kid in this freakin' place!"

Abby turned to Kate.

"Sawyer, we just found her, she's been in here the whole time, locked up." Kate said.

Sawyer turned to Abby. "Why were you locked up?"

"He was scared of me," Abby said.

"He?" Sawyer asked.

"Sawyer, come here, I'll fill you in while I clean your bandage." Jack said as he walked into the bedroom that had now become the hospital.

Sure thing doc," Sawyer muttered, he followed Jack.

Kate turned to Abby and smiled.

Abby looked down, another memory came to her…

Abby looked down the whole, where they would soon place her mom, she turned to face her mom's coffin, a tear ran down her cheek, she couldn't believe her mother was really gone, it wasn't fair! Why her mother? Why not someone else's mother? Her dad walked over to her and placed a hand on her shoulder, she yanked away from him, she didn't want to be around a murderer, that's what she thought him as now, a murderer, the man who killed her mom.

She turned and began to run away, someone grabbed her and held onto her. "You should be here for her," her uncle said, she looked up at him, she could tell he'd been crying, his eyes were red and puffy. "You'll regret it if you don't."

Abby shook her head. "No I won't, I don't want to be near that murderer! I never want to see him again!" she shouted, she pulled away from him and ran, she ran towards her dad car and kicked it, then kicked it again. "I hate you! I hate you!" she cried as she continued to kick it, she picked up a rock and threw it through the window. "I HATE YOU!" she fell to the ground and sobbed. "Mommy, I need you…" she cried.

"Abby?" her dad's voice asked softly from behind her. "Abby," he lifted her to her feet. "I'm sorry."

"Leave me alone! You murderer! I never want to see you again! As long as I live!" She screamed.

The words hurt her dad like a thousand knifes, but he didn't let go of her arms. "Abby, it was an accident, the-"

"YOU KILLED HER!" She screamed on the top of her lungs, everyone turned their attention away from the priest who was talking about Abby's mom, to Abby and her dad in the parking lot. "You let her die! How could you?" Abby shook her head and yanked away from him. "You're not my dad! And you'll never will be!" she ran across the grass out of the graveyard as fast as she could, crying.

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The next chapter will be longer, and WAY better written, I promise! Please review!