Disclaimer: I do not own Lost or any of it's characters (obviously or this story wouldn't have happened! stupid Shoone killers!)
Author's Note: Another one, just because I feel like it! But then I have to either work really hard on the next chapter to get it finished, or take a small break and come back later with a whole heap of chapters for you. You people decide, just remember; if I work too hard, my sanity goes out the window, and my creativity with it.
BTW: No, Boone is not being possessed, nor is he a polar bear in disguise. You people crack me up:-P I assure you, it IS Boone. He's not some clone or alien wearing Boone's skin or anything like that. It's Boone, okay? Calm down. Would I really give you people false hope that he was alive again? NO! You'd hunt me down, I know you would. :-D
Shannon woke about an hour later and, once she realized Boone had disappeared again, so did the rest of the camp.
"BOOOOOOOOOONE!"
"Duuude." Groaned Hurley.
"Now there're banshees on the island?" Charlie wondered sleepily.
Aaron began crying and Claire quickly got up to tend to him.
"Shannon, what's wrong?" Jack came hurrying over, closely followed by Sayid, Locke and Sun. Sun was carrying another bowl of crushed eucalyptus leaves, like Shannon would be able to scream like that if she were having an asthma attack.
"Boone's gone." She pointed to their discarded blankets needlessly.
"Well, when did you last see him?" Jack asked, still half asleep. As usual, he had been up most of the night on guard duty, despite plenty of people volunteering for the position.
"Last night when we went to sleep," She spoke as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. He thought she would actually wake up during the night? Didn't they know what a deep sleeper she was? She knew it. Boone certainly knew it. It just seemed weird that no one else did.
"Well, he can't have gone far in this rain; we'll get a search party organized and go look for him." But Shannon wasn't listening…
"Come on Shan, just this once. It's better than starving yourself. Please?" Boone whined. He had been hinting that Shannon should accompany him to the gym he had joined for weeks now. It was only now that he had actually asked her. And, damn him, he had used his best, and only, weapon against her.
Damn him and his puppy dog eyes.
"Okay, fine. I'll go if you just shut up."
Maybe there will be some hot guys there…
She cast a very bored eye around the large room, mirrors lining the walls kind of like in the large dance halls she did ballet in as a kid. Except those rooms didn't stink. Sweaty people were everywhere here.
God, this sucks. Why the hell would anyone want to do this all the time! There aren't even that many hot guys around!
There's Boone.
Oh gross! I did not just think my brother was hot!
Well he is. Even if he is your step-brother, you can at least admit that he's good looking.
Shannon looked over to where Boone was benching weights.
Her jaw dropped.
From this distance, she couldn't see exactly how much he was lifting, but it looked like a lot.
Pressing the emergency stop button on the treadmill, she grabbed her water bottle and towel and casually made her way over to him.
"Hey." She pulled over a nearby gym ball and sat on it.
"Hey." He grunted back, exhaling heavily as he pushed the bar back up. Shannon watched him for a while. Or, more specifically, she watched his arms. Fuck, how did she not notice them before now?
"How much is that?" she asked, desperately trying to keep her voice casual.
"Uh, 180?"
Holy…that was almost twice what she weighed! The idea that Boone could so easily lift her weight caused Shannon to shift uncomfortably on the rubber ball. Unwanted pictures of those arms wrapped around her waist entered Shannon's mind and she began fanning herself with her hand. Boone finally finished his set and sat up. Thank God! Maybe she could concentrate now.
"You hot?" Boone panted, his gaze shifting to her. Fuck.
"Just a little." Shannon replied, her mind automatically interpreting the question another way.
"Come on, I'll show you where the showers are." He told her as he waited for her to stand. Why did he have to be so damn ignorant of the things he said?
Because his mind isn't as dirty as yours.
Fucking dirty mind…
"Okay, you three head left along the cliff, you three go right. My group will head towards the beach, see if he hasn't decided to try and catch some fish, supplies are getting a bit low. Remember to check in all the caves and be careful." Shannon snapped out of her daydream as the various groups began moving away.
"Where the fuck do you think you're all going?" She demanded angrily.
"Uh, to look for Boone?" Jack replied exhaustedly, he didn't want to deal with Miss Princess when he was so tired.
"Not without me you're not." She stated, marching up to join his group. Jack almost rolled his eyes. Almost.
"Fine, let's go."
With Shannon, their group now consisted of four. Jack, of course, some guy named Ken who looked like he had lived at that gym Shannon had gone to, and Kate. Shannon couldn't care about any of them. All she wanted was to find Boone as quickly as possible. She began marching off ahead of those she was supposed to be staying with.
Find Boone, find Boone, find Boone,
"Shannon, slow down." Jack called after her, only half-heartedly though.
"I have to find him."
Find Boone, find Boone,
"We will, just don't go getting yourself lost too."
Who said anything about 'we'?
She kept marching like a woman possessed and the others hurried to keep up.
BOOM!
Everyone froze.
BOOM!
Cautious eyes peered into the surrounding jungle, looking for some sign of the island monster.
BOOOM!
"Run!"
Jack's voice broke the spell and four pairs of legs carried their owners through the jungle wildly, each person hoping they were going the right way.
To Shannon's horror, the invisible creature from hell seemed to be getting closer to her. She ran even harder, silently thanking whatever force was out there she had decided to wear sneakers that morning.
Shannon kept running, over fallen logs, around trees, through bushes. Any moment the thing would catch her and she would be finished. Boone. She barely had time to scream as something slammed into her side, sending her crashing into the bushes.