Author's Note: I was inspired to write the following down after I had read quite a lot of story about Sayid with that jacket in the UK promotion picture. I think like most of lost fans, I was surprised at the sight of Sayid wearing that pinkish jacket as apart from that shirt in the very beginning, Sayid always just wore vests, but Naveen Andrews naturally wore it really well.  by the way, the last time I saw that photo was quite sometime ago so please forgive me if I got the details of their cloths wrong, and some bit I might change.

Since I don't have Shannon in this story, someone else have to speak French. I for reasons I decided to let Hurley be the one, since he had a shoe factory in Canada. Also, in this story Sun is like the fashion expert, kinda of taking Shannon's role. I don't think it is that far fetched as she is from a rich family, and she did seem to shop quite a lot.

Morticia Black Rose & October Sky: Thank you for the reviews, once more that really motivated me.

Pretty soon the survivors from the plane crash were all gossiping about the new member to their civilization. But Alex was only half of the cause of the latest topic to chat about, the other was about how Kate and Jack finally officially became lovers.

"Do I feel sad about it? Of course not!" Sawyer had laughed when Minta asked him about it with Sayid's arms around her. Once the couple were united, they spent ages together in their hut, much to the good natured teasing of everyone else.

Soon, there was another excitement. Hurley's long promised laue had finally happened and Alex had agreed to help him. Hurley had actually some ability in speaking French.

"I lived in the province of Quebec for a certain time." Hurley had explained, he was considerably thinner although the adjectives plump and chubby could still be attributed to him. "Quebecois are kinda crazy about people speaking French."

Alex rather enjoyed Hurley's company, who promised to take around. He was such a friendly man who seemed really pleased to be in her company. Although his grasp of this secondary language was not as good as her's, it was still good enough and it was the fact that he was trying to speak in her first language.

"I am so glad that you can speak English." He said sincerely, juggling some fruits. "as most of us don't seem to be bilingual. Let me see, Sun can speak Korean as well, I can barely slid in the category with my French…"

"You are speaking it very well." She said with a smile.

"Thanks," Hurley grinned back almost shyly, a pretty girl was actually talking to him and seemingly taking pleasure in doing so! "Anyway, there's Sayid whom you already know, he's probably the most talented one here as his first language is Arabic but his English is really good. Oh yes, and there's Minta…I'm sure that Sayid once said that she knew a very small proportion of Hebrew.

"Minta?" the alien name sounded so familiar, Alex frowned, she was sure she heard both her mother and Sayid say it.

"Sayid's wife." He escort immediately explained with another grin. "Right now her body is really frail so she stays 'indoors' mainly, and well…now that Sayid is there with her it is best to not disturb them! But I can take you to meet them this afternoon if you want as I have some thing to give them."

Alex nodded.

Alex was staring at the hut, she had lied by saying she was going to find her mother, all along she had stayed there, spying. She was thinking of the woman that she had briefly meet and shook hands with.

Shachariya Minta Daniel. To the much more taller Alex the young woman seemed like a slip of a girl, but maybe it was because of this that she seemed to fragile, like a work of art, a carving from glass. As she watched Sayid enfolding his arms over his wife and then resting his chin on her dark hair, Alex suddenly felt that she was so gangly.

"I am so glad that your mother found you." Minta had said to a slightly unfocused woman. "Now that I am a mother I can understand the pain that Danielle must have felt when she first lost you."

"Esther Inara Daniel, our greatest treasure." Sayid had beamed as he held his daughter to her.

"Alex…"

"Mother?"

"Child, after I finally find you I don't want to see you hurt again." Danielle said sternly. "I would hate to see you set your self on an impossible goal either."

"Mother?" Alex repeated again, feeling slightly dumb founded.

"Like any mother, I watch her daughter's eyes resting on a member of the opposite sex and growing with attraction for that person due to whatever reason." Danielle began, "but unlike most mothers, my disapprovals are justified.

"Let me tell you a little story"

Flashback

Sayid pressed the trigger, expecting the woman in front of him to fall down immediately. He would have felt some sorrow at her death but he wanted to live, he wanted to live so much, because he wanted to be Minta again.

Nothing happened.

"Robert didn't noticed either." The French woman said simply as she continued to aim her gun at him..

"You…you killed him! But you loved him!" Sayid cried out, half in disgust, half in sheer disbelieve. He couldn't believe that anyone could do such a thing. To kill the suppose that you love. He immeidatly saw Minta, he would feel jabs of pain whenever she cried, yet this being in front of him…

He forced himself to pay attention to Danielle who was explaning her actions. Still finding it impossible to accept, Sayid threw down his gun and declared: "I am not sick."

"I know you are not." The voice was very gentle, despite the rifle now butting its barrel at him. "But I can not let you go either, Sayid. After all these years I finally have another person to talk to, to feel, to touch, rather then losing you out of your desire of leaving, I will rather kiss you, so that your absence from me is something not of your doing."

"I know this too well." Sayid whispered, now feeling full sympathy for the woman who controlled his life. "After all I have undergone the same loneness. There are two types of loneness, one is when you are literally stranded on an island, like you. The other is when you withdraw yourself away from the world, what I had done.

"At thirteen I joined the Republican Guard and for the next fifteen years I was alone, all I saw was my ambition. No one was there, even though I needed people, and I didn't want anyone either."

"Then you will understand me." Danielle said, her hand began to pull the trigger. "Why I don't want you to escape, to have a companion and watch him leave you out of his free choice."

"Minta is the name of my wife." Sayid suddenly said. "Like me, she was withdrew from the world. When we met we clung to one another as we were finally not alone anymore. As you said, to simply have another person there. Then I lose her because of my past. She was there but refused to be there. Yes, in my shameful thoughts, I did wished once that she was dead instead, as at least that would not be my fault for not having her with me.

"Now I ran away from her just as she left me. But Danielle, if you let me go back to her, then in this world there will be at least two people happy as they came back to each other."

"Sayid…"

"Please," he implored, almost weeping. "I love her so much. If I die it, will kill her, because I will die if she die."

With the tip of the basket, a bunch of cloths trail down, varying in both material and styles.

"Dudes," Hurley announced to Sayid, Minta, Sawyer, Sun and Jin. "These are the cloths that I found with Alex during one of our exploring. And we decided that first dibs goes to Sayid and Minta as Sayid had been the only one that helped Danielle."

"I suppose if there are stuff that I will wear then they will come useful." Sayid decided, "One of my vest is getting tear at one end."

"Pick something fancy!" Hurley urged on. "You can't wear any old vest to my laue."

"Since I quit the army, the only time I dressed up was for my wedding."

"What was it? Did you wear a suit, or a tuxedo?" Sun asked, behind her, Sawyer groaned as he knew the answer, having see the photo Sayid kept close to him the whole time.

"I um…dressed like this." Sayid mumbled as he got out the wedding photo.

"Dude, that is…"

"He still got me didn't he?" Minta defended her husband, as the other four all made good natural comments about their wedding outfits.

"Nothing can be worth more then that." Sayid whispered as he pulled his wife in for a kiss.

"Oh! Minta, this dress will look really good on you!" Sun suddenly called out.

The Korean woman was holding a long white dress in her hand. The dress was pretty long so it would probably be ground sweeping when Minta wore it, and it might be a bit big for Minta due to her slender built. But the material was very soft and the simplicity of the design pattern and they way the lace felt made the dress very beautiful.

"I will try it on." Minta whispered, she still haven't managed to change her habit of going into awe at any seemingly fancy dress due to what she had been used to wear.

"If anyone dare to look then…" raising a fist, Sayid jokingly threatened everyone as his wife went to change behind him.

A few minutes Minta emerged from the back of her husband, laughing she took her skirt and raised them to bow in a courtly manner.

The whiteness of the skirt really balanced with her naturally tanned skin and her dark hair, which intertwined with the dress's two thin straps. The main worry had be the size and it was a bit too big, but it was not overly big. The skirt trailed down to the floor and the front was more low cut then it was intended but as the dress wasn't meant to be that exposing in the first place, she did not end up looking slutty or anything.

"The dress is yours if you want it." As Minta nodded, Hurly generously declared out.

"The sultana is radiating with beauty as one of her rank should be." Sawyer said with a rough wink, taking her hand to kiss it. "Her servant…"

"What do you think, Sayid?" Minta eagerly turned to her husband, failing to notice the slight hint of sadness in Sawyer's eyes when she took her hand from his to place around Sawyer.

"You look very beautiful, as you always do." Sayid said tenderly. "But to me it seems that this is the wedding dress you should have. A wedding worthy of any princess."

Hearing him repeat what he had said at their honeymoon she whispered what she had answered back then. "Don't be silly, I don't care at all! I just want to be with you. Even now I would still wake up and just feel so deliriously happy as I am your wife."

"It's not that we don't want you guys to be in love but do you have to do it in front of us so often?" Hurley protested.

At this Minta just laughed. "But my husband must have some new cloths for this fairy tale ball then!"

"What about a jacket?" Sun suggested, digging her hand deeper. "I think this is silk."

As Sun pulled the jacket out everyone literally gasped or chocked. There was nothing wrong with the cut of the jacket, it was clear that it was a fancy suit jacket for men.

It was the colour.

The jacket was pink! Even worse, if such thing was possible, the silk was printed to look like fake snakeskin. In the already conspicuous jacket there was, in Sayid's opinion, random patches of black.

"I am not wearing that." Sayid said.

"The brand is pretty good." Sun continued bravely, "It is a good jacket, it probably cost quite a lot. It will be such a shame to let it go waste."

"Well I can't wear it as it won't fit me." Hurley smirked, for once he was glad of his weight.

Turning to her husband, Sun begun to mutter something in Korean. She had only spoke a few seconds when Jin scrambled away, saying: "No, no, no, no, no." waving his hands as if to banish the jacket away.

"Cowards," Sawyer said dramatically, taking the jacket. "I'll wear it, but Sultana, you have to give me a kiss."

"My daughter will give it on my behalf." Judging from how she was not in Sayid's lap, it seemed that she had no intention of leaving her seat.

"Fair enough, beside it's not as if I had never wore pink before.

Once more, the jacket was a bit too big. Although Sawyer got it on without being chocked by it, it still appeared as if the jacket had shrunk while it was still on him.

"Come on, Sayid, your turn." Sun urged. "I have a good feeling it will look good on you."

"The things I do to please my friends…" he had barely finished the sentence when he broke off abruptly, realizing what he had said.

Since a child he had excluded himself from everyone else when his parents died, then in the army he continued the isolation. In America he had friends from his church but he just never expected that more people would wish to be his friend.

He did not know that when he was thinking, he had absently put the jacket on.

"Oh Sayid, you look so handsome!"

"You are just saying that." He muttered to his wife, whose arms on his neck prevented him from ripping the jacket off.

"She is right, Sayid, you do look very good with it." Sun said very sincerely.

"Oh Sayid, we should wear these outfits to the laue. It will be fun, the two of us in these fancy cloths." Minta suggested.

Smiling Sayid nodded, later on he would probably cringe at the thought of him wearing such a thing but because Minta want it, he will do it.

Author's Note: One more chapter to go! Just a few bit, it shouldn't take long but the problem is that I've been working a lot of extra hours lately. In New Zealand this is the period where school is staring and I work in a stationary shop so there are so many people coming to buy new stuff for the new school year, it's like Christmas, so hence I've been working extra hours. But I promise I will get this finished very soon, within this month!

I'm not sure if I got Sawyer's character right but he does seems to be quite a dramatic person at times. And the whole jacket thing was just a light moment of laughter.

Next chapter is the last chapter, and it will be (as I always do) Sayid and Minta being sweet to each other. Also, there will a flash back of their first meeting!