Here's Chapter 11! It's a SAna chappie, so be warned.

Like I've said like probably a million times – I won't mention all of the reviews coz if I do, it takes longer to update – and that's just bad for you! You see I DO have your best interests at heart!

However – wahinetoa – this is sooooo for you! (I was gonna write this anyways but I dedicate it to u!) Lolz

xXx Tiana

Sawyer kept on walking out of the hatch. He didn't know what had made him do it. It was the way Jack was talking about Ana Lucia that really got to him. She's a cop. She was doing her job, he kept on telling himself.

He didn't know where he was going. His initial plan was to seek out Ana Lucia and speak to her about what had happened. Not only with Kate, but anyone else too. Like me.

But he had no idea whatsoever where Ana Lucia would be. He hadn't exactly been out of the hatch since he had woken up the previous day or so. He had no idea where on the island the hatch was situated, and he really wasn't good at navigating. It's a Goddamn jungle! It all looks the same!

Sawyer kept on walking on something that looked like a path. He could almost see the sun shining through the treetops, so he assumed that he was near enough to the beach to be able to see the sun so brightly.

The hole in his left shoulder where he had been shot was killing him. He gripped it as tightly as he could, not wanting to let the pain get to him. He didn't want the doctor to work on him now, not like it would be his pleasure either. But the Doc's gotta do what he's gotta do, he thought fractious.

After what felt like an hour, Sawyer was finally able to hear the waves lapping up next to the beach and some rocks. Well this is a place I ain't been to before, he thought before he got there. He had never seen any rock on the part of the beach where he had his tent. Soon enough, he came across the place where the mud and grass of the jungle met the golden sand of the beach. It was such a contrast; it was almost impossible to miss. Sawyer had thought of it, but he was actually glad to see this beach again, unlike last time. Damn idiots, runnin' after us, he recalled.

Squinting his eyes due to the sudden burst of sunlight now right at him, Sawyer looked around the place where he was. Fair enough, the place was deserted, to say the least. But this just made the tent on the right side of him stand out even more. It was barely a tent; just a couple of sticks with some of the salvaged material from the plane flung over it.

Sawyer shook his head. The girl knows how to live he thought sarcastically. He started toward the tent. The heat of the sun was now getting to him, and he had almost fallen twice by the time he got close enough to the tent to see Ana Lucia sitting in the shade that it cast onto the sand.

'Can't you walk, Cowboy?' she said, not even looking up to see him.

'Perfectly.' He said with a grin. He swore he saw her let out a small smile, before she composed her face. But he wasn't sure.

'How did you know it was me?'

Ana Lucia thought about giving him a sarcastic remark, but she changed her mind as he sat down beside her, still gripping his shoulder.

'There aren't many people here, actually none to be exact, who would want to talk to me now.' She informed, not showing any sign of guilt or distress about it.

'Well, I am, unless this is another dream, which can I say, ain't so bad.' He had drawled out the last three words that it made Ana Lucia consider whether he was hitting on her or what.

A moment passed where neither of them had said anything. Ana Lucia never liked uncomfortable silences, as they made her… well, uncomfortable. So she was the first to speak.

'Why are you here?'

'Cos the hatch starts looking the same after a while.' Sawyer simply replied, not taking even a second to think about it.

'Funny.'

'Thanks, Chica.' He said, grinning his grin again; the one that reminded her of a mischievous child.

'Is that my nickname now?' she asked, faking disgust.

'Why? You like?'

When she didn't make any sign of giving him an answer he carried on.

'Well, it's either that or Rambina. Your choice, sweetheart.'

Ana Lucia simply snorted at the comment. No one's called me sweetheart for a while now she thought. She shook this thought out her head almost immediately. Again, she thought of her original question.

'So?' Ana Lucia prompted.

'Huh?'

'God, are you always this slow?' she turned to look at him for the first time now.

'Well, it might help if you tell me what you're askin'?' he almost yelled, irritated. How did this girl get under my skin so easily?

'Why. Are. You. Here?' she said, as if talking to the small child that he had reminded her of. 'And none of your sarcastic crap, alright?' she added when he was about to open his mouth to say something that had caused a smirk to creep upon his face.

The smirk vanished when she had said this.

'Ow! I'm hurt!' he said with false pain in his voice and across his face. Ana Lucia just simply rolled her eyes.

''k. Honestly, I have no Goddamn idea. I just ended up here.'

Ana Lucia wasn't buying it.

'No idea. Now why don't I believe you?'

'Well, maybe you hitting me in m'head gave me amnesia!' he spat back at her.

Ana Lucia snorted again. 'Doubt it. Your head's too big.' She murmured.

'What?' Sawyer exclaimed in disbelieve.

She hadn't known that he had heard her. Ana Lucia quickly covered her embarrassment with another question.

'How did you get here?' she now asked. She had picked this place to make camp, as it was secluded from the rest of the survivors, yet she could still hear if something had happened. It was also close enough to the supplies, which she only went to when she needed. Otherwise, she was alone, as she wanted it to be.

'Uh, by doing this funny thing with my legs. You might've heard of it. S'called walking.' He replied sarcastically in his Southern accent.

Ana Lucia gave him a look. She was too tied for this. Any other time, she would be more than happy to get to the bottom of this, but right now…

'You know what? I give up.' She sighed, getting to stand up and head towards her tent.

'I heard what happened' the voice behind her now spoke in a serious way for a first.

Ana Lucia turned around. Not is a drastic way, but slowly and surely. If he knew, then he would want to talk to her about it. Well, obviously!

'Who told you?' as soon as she said it, she knew how stupid it sounded. The whole island was there. Everyone would be talking about it.

Sawyer now looked right at her. He wanted to see her reaction to the fact that he was there, talking to her about something that deeply concerned her, even though she didn't want to.

'Jack,' he said. He saw her face fall a bit, but it was more in confusion than lost hope. 'And Kate.' At this, Ana Lucia stood up straight at looked straight back at the man sitting in front of her.

Her mind was going mad with drabbles of thought. What did she say? What did he say? Why was he here? Did he really know? At last, she got a grip of herself. Of course he really knows.

'Then what are you doing here?'

Sawyer shot her a look of confusion. He didn't understand what she meant. He thought she knew. Wasn't it obvious?

Ana Lucia saw his look and carried on. She didn't want to waste time, or energy, on something worthless.

'You know I shot Shannon. And now you know what I did to that precious Kate.' She spat out the last two words like hot coal.

What Sawyer did next shocked Ana Lucia to the bone. He just simply shrugged and said:

'You did what you had to do.'

Ana Lucia felt light-headed. Am I dreaming? Or did Sawyer just defend my actions? She now walked back to where she was previously sitting and kneeled downed, facing Sawyer. He turned his head to look at her, squinting slightly due to the sun which was now high up in the sky, shining in his eyes.

'What did you just say?'

Sawyer looked at her with shock.

'What, you going deaf or somethin'?' he retorted.

Ana Lucia shook her head, with a smirk on her face and sat down properly, facing the sea.

'I did what I had to do. Do you believe me?' she now asked.

'That you shot Shannon? Kinda, considerin' I was there, kinda. About Kate? I dunno. I wouldn't have, comin' from someone else, but you, and then her not defending herself… yeah I do.' He finished.

Ana Lucia was grateful that someone on this island understood her. But there was something else that was tugging in her mind.

'She didn't defend herself?'

Sawyer looked at her. The look of understanding was non-existent on her face. It ain't existent in this conversation. He wasn't sure why she was surprised by this fact, but Sawyer just went along, happy to help. At least this way, he was getting some pleasure too.

'Nope. Not a drop. But the Doc did that for her anyways.' He paused, remembering the occurred which had happened only within an hour before. He chuckled, 'So, when did they get together?'

'Haven't they always been together?' she joined in, chuckling, happy that there was someone else on this island that hated the pair of them as much as she did right then.

After about 10 minutes of laughing and taking the mock out of the rest of the survivors, the pair of outcasts fell quite. The silence was broken 5 minutes later by Sawyer. He finally asked the question that drove him there in the first place.

'So, what did Kate do?'

Well. How was that for a SAna chapter?

How's Sawyer gonna react when he finds out what Kate did exactly?

And how are Jack and Kate doing in the wake of the revelations?

And the rest of the happy campers?

Just R&R and read on…

Lolz, wait for the next update… it might be sooner than you think……

xXx Tiana