NOTES: Big, BIIIIIG thing are going to start happening in this fic, major connections revealed, love, pain, anguish, the OTHERS, Charlie's addiction, will Locke walk? It'll all start coming together even more and then exploding off again. I've got a lot to explain as well as mold these new characters in so stay tuned for the ride :) I'm a skater and I often do hints of Jate in my fics, but this is my first time writing so many Jate moments. BUT I will not reveal WHO she picks, you guys have to keep reading :) It'll be a shocker, but then it won't be at the same time. But I do think both my skater fans and jater fans will be pleased at the events that unfold around the love triangle ;)
I've got the whole thing mapped out but trying to find time to sit down and write it is hard anymore, lol. I do love to hear ideas my readers have though so if you guys have any interesting ideas or your own theories do spill :) You guys all rock. Welcome to my new readers too and if you're a lurker, please review! I'd love to hear your opinions!
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Aly racked her brain trying to think of something she could give Sawyer in exchange for something of Shannon's. She knew alcohol was a good bargain and the girls had a few bottles, but it didn't seem enough. She could always throw her sister at him but she wasn't willing to sink that low over some tan skinned island man with a broken heart.
"Hey." Kellie said as she walked to Aly.
"Oooo, you're not allowed to walk through the jungle alone, don't make me tell the doctor." Aly smirked, motioning towards Jack who was sorting the Records scattered on the floor with Alex.
"I didn't come alone." Kellie stated as Hurley walked up behind her.
"Good to see you've got friends." Aly scoffed.
Kellie rolled her eyes. "I told you not to use someone else's makeup."
"Hey, you were digging in it too so don't start with me, Kellie." Aly bitched.
Kellie threw up her hands in mock surrender. "Shit, take a midol." She groaned.
Aly just rolled her eyes. "Well, I'm going to go back to the beach, and attempt to strike a deal with Sawyer." She gathered her things and put them in her back pack, looking up at her sister as she did so. "I'll be back, unless you want to come..."
"I'm gonna stick around here, see if Kate needs more help." Kellie said.
"Asskisser." Aly laughed.
"A girl has to do what she has to do." Kellie smiled.
"Don't remind me." Aly sighed, lifting her bag and sliding her arms into the straps. "See you later." She said, before making kissy faces and then smacking her bottom, mocking Kellie.
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The air was thick and it made it hard to breathe as Kate watched the little girl sitting before her pour an imaginary cup of tea. "One lump or two?" She asked. Kate squinted as the sunlight peeked in from the window and into her eyes. She shaded her eyes with her left hand before attempting to speak, he tongue stuck to the roof of her mouth and her eyes dropped as she inhaled slowly, finally saying.
"Two." Kate said, forcing herself to smile beyond cracked lips.
"What's she like?" The little girl asked.
"Who?" Kate answered with her own question, taking the plastic tea cup from the little girls hands and pretending to drink.
"Alex."
"She is ... she's a very sweet girl, very smart, she reminds me of...well, me, when I was young. She's hiding a lot of hurt." Kate replied.
"I know what you're doing." The girl says, her eyes wide and filled with wisdom beyond her years.
"...what?" Kate asked.
"You think if you protect her, if you take care of her, it'll fix everything. You think you can replace me!" Melanie shouted. "You want to forget me." She said, her tone softening as her eyes filled with tears. Kate looks down to the pink plastic teacup in her hands, gasping as she sees it is filled with blood, dropping the cup she cries out. She hates that smell, the smell of blood, and suddenly the whole room smells like death.
"Melanie, no." She whispers. Emotion grabbed her by the throat and she was overwhelmed with the urge to cry. She felt like a child again, felt just as she did all those years ago, hiding in her mother's dusty closet when she heard Melanie was never coming back.
"It's going to get worse, you know."
"What is?" Kate choked on her words, struggling to ask.
"Everything, all the secrets you've tried to bury... they're all coming back Katie."
The both stopped, the sound of an old truck engine causing their hearts to beat faster.
"Keep your eye on her." Melanie whispered.
"Alex?" Kate asked.
"No..." Melanie sighed, standing to look of of the small window, gulping at the sight of Wayne. "Kellie."
Kate shot up from her dream as she heard Hurley shouting in the hatch. "Kellie!" He called out.
"Here!" Kellie replied.
Kate struggled to catch her breath, wiping the sweat from her brow as she exhaled.
Jack slipped into the room and Kate seemed reassured, wondering though how he always seemed to know when something was wrong, like he could feel it.
"Sleep good?" He asked, wiping his hands with a dusty dishtowel.
She laughed a little at him, pointing at the towel. "Kinda defeats the purpose." She said.
"Hey, the other towels are in the laundry and my pants are even dirtier...what am I supposed to use?" Jack smiled.
"Should I get you an apron?" Kate asked with another bout of laughter.
"Funny." Jack replied, throwing the dishtowel at Kate.
"How long was I out for?" Kate asked, still feeling a little unnerved from her dream. Kellie's voice echoing through the hatch left her with strange feeling that couldn''t be described, even if Kate actually wanted to.
"Almost an hour or so..." Jack replied. "Something wrong?" He asked, catching the emotion behind her eyes.
Kate shook her head, "No, I'm fine." She stood and gave a stretch, walking out of the bunk with Jack following behind her.
He could read her like a book, her pages open and inviting and he sighed, he sighed because she hid so much away. He wanted to set her free and unleash her from her cage but he himself had his own fears, his own doubts. He was terrified to love her and more often then he wanted to, he pushed her away. He was what it was doing, his insecurities were driving her into the arms of another man. He wanted her, he knew he loved her, he needed her. He accepted her flaws, her shortcomings and in her eyes he saw a glimmer of hope. She turned back and smiled at him, noticing the tension on his face.
"Jack, I'm fine, really." Kate smiled, running, gathering her hair at the back of her head to make a loose ponytail.
Before Jack could say anything, Charlie shuffled into the hatch.
"Charlie, are you okay?" Jack asked, taking notice of his sunken eyes, mudcaked pants and otherwise haggard appearance.
"I'm bloody fine." Charlie muttered, his eyes narrowing in annoyance. He made his way to the sink, grabbing whatever glass seemed clean enough. He filled the glass until water was sloshing over the brim and gulped it down in record speed.
Kate and Jack exchanged glances and watched Charlie for a moment as he slipped into the pantry, tossing food around in a desperate attempt to find something, anything that could fill the void he felt deep inside. He stuffed a few chocolate bars in his pockets and walked off.
Jack started to follow but Kate stopped him. He looked back at her, saying nothing, and she shook her head.
"Leave him be." She said.
Leave Him Be, echoed in Charlie head as he left the hatch.
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Michael Dawson grabbed his stomach in pain, the darkness that clouded his mind finally lifted as his eyes fluttered open, closing quickly as the sunlight invaded. Slowly, he attempted to open his eyes again, his pupils shrinking to tiny dots as the hot sun loomed over him heating his skin.
He coughed into his hands, noticing blood.
Walt. Images of his son filled his mind and in a panic her twisted his body surveying the small boat.
"Walt!" He cried out, he throat dry, making his cries weak. He was incredibly thirsty, his body weak.
The memories came flooding back to him, causing his body to jolt as if it were struck by lightning.
They took him, they stabbed him in the back with dull knives and stole his son from him once again. He had betrayed his friends and he felt as if he could actually hear the cruel laughter of the fates, fingers pointing, he could feel someone staring...their eyes burning into his skin. Karma had turned around and bit him like a viper. He trusted the enemy and now he didn't even have his son.
He had fought so hard, turned in those who trusted him just to see his boy again, just to hope that they could get away and never look back.
He struggled to get to his knees, surveying the waters that surrounded him. In the distance he saw nothing, no island, no foreign lands...hope dissipated and he broke down. Tears slid down his cheeks, collecting in his shirt, already damp with sweat.
Michael Dawson was alone. Alone in the middle of an ocean where he was nothing but a distant memory.
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Aly always felt like her IQ lowered a few points when she talked to Sawyer, but she knew the feelings she had deep in her gut wouldn't fade unless she made an attempt at getting Sayid to forgive her. Their bargain was set at a bottle of alcohol, two packs of Kellie's cigarettes and a book from Kellie's bag, some Chuck Palahniuk book called Invisible Monsters that Aly hoped Kellie wouldn't miss much. Sawyer managed to dig up Shannon's passport in return, which was as good as Aly was going to get.
Aly could see Sayid cutting bamboo in the distance. She sighed nervously, stopping to take in a few deeps breaths and prepare herself. She stuffed the passport in the back of her pants and trekked over.
"I don't want anything to do with you." Sayid said, before Aly could even get a word in.
"Look, you can ignore me or hate me, but I'll admit, what I did was wrong. Had I have known, I wouldn't have even use the stuff."
Sayid said nothing.
Aly pulled the passport from her pants and handed it to him. "I guess... Call this a peace offering. I got Sawyer to give it to me...so don't think I stole it or anything. I just thought maybe...I don't..." She stopped herself, realizing an explanation wasn't really needed. She turned to walk off to meet up with her sister.
Sayid stared at the picture of Shannon on the inside of the passport, running his thumb over it and smiling softly. "Thank You." He called out to Aly. She stopped, turned and smiled at him, before starting off again.
Sayid started at the picture again, then watched Aly walk away, he couldn't help but think of how much Aly was beginning to remind him of Shannon.
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Jack, Kate, Kellie, Alex and Hurley decided they needed fresh air. The dust of the hatch lingered in their nostrils and the excessive sneezing that resulted was driving them all wild.
The made their way back to the beach, splitting up as Jack went to speak with Locke, Kate and Alex went to go slice some fruit and Hurley and Kellie went to find Aly.
Aly was helping Sayid build a the long awaited shelter and Kellie couldn't help but smile as she watched them work together. Sun made her way over offering some sort of soup, Jin following with bottles of water.
Aly and Sayid stopped, Sayid wiping the sweat from his brow and taking a drink, Aly sitting down under the shade of a large tre and sipping at the soup. It wasn't half bad, she couldn't identify what the hell was in it but it was better then sandy macaroni and cheese.
"Try this." Aly said, handing the soup that sat in a carved out melon to her sister as she made her way over.
Kellie smelled the concoction raised her eyebrows and gave a shrug before drinking down the warmed liquid, she made a face over something soft a squishy but then stated, "Eh, not bad!"
The sat for a moment, Hurley also trying, and enjoying the fresh soup, before Kellie felt like something terribly wrong was overwhelming her.
Her throat became tight and her sides started to itch.
"Oh no." Aly said bringing her hand to her mouth. Kellie started to gasp for air and Aly jumped up, her panic catching the attention of Kate and Alex.
"Jack!" Kate yelled as Kellie grabbed her throat, struggling to breathe, Aly pointed to the hives that were starting to form on her waist that was exposed between her pants and top.
"What was in the soup?" Aly cried out to Sun, who seemed terrified for the girl.
When Aly heard "Sea Urchin" she almost fainted, Kellie was deathly allergic to shellfish, and her doctor advised her to check the ingredients of everything because lobster, crab, shrimp even something as strange as sea urchin could kill her.
"Her epi-pens!" Aly said, her arm shakily pointing to the bags of stuff. "Find her epi-pen!" She screamed, as Hurley took Kellie into his arms trying to get her to keep calm. She was kicking her legs, gasping for air as Jack ran over sliding in the sand.
Kate fanatically dumped the girls bags everywhere, paperwork flew about in the wind and Kate finally found the pens as she dumped a lavender backpack, the pens scattering in the sand. She picked one up, a green piece of paper that had slipped halfway out of a folder marked Kellie Kohler catching her eyes. It was a birth certificate with the name Melanie Jayne Jansen on it.
"Kate, HURRY." Aly screamed, and Kate grabbed the paper and shoved it in her pocket. An intense anger brewed inside of her and she uncapped the pen and jabbed it into Kellie's right thigh.
"Hold it there." Aly said, her whole body shaking with worry.
Jack and Hurley kept Kellie as calm as they possibly could, counting to help her regain even breathing. Her flushed appearance slowly regained its normal tone and weakly she sighed, burying her face in Hurley's chest in embarrassment over causing such a scene.
"Tie her up." Kate said, when the tension of the situation had lifted.
"What?" Jack asked in complete shock.
"Tie her up, Jack." Kate demanded.
"Kate, what the hell is wrong with you?" Aly asked, standing to look Kate in the eyes.
Kate's gaze shifted back to Jack as she said. "She's not who she says she is." Kate said, taking the paper from her pocket and handing it to Jack. Aly's eyes narrowed in frustration, until Jack handed her the paper.
Terrified, Kellie held tightly to Hurley.
Aly eyes scanned the paper and she stared at her sister, taking notice of the guilty look in her eyes.
"Tie her up." Aly growled.