Chapter two: How long has it been?
It had now been one month and three weeks that the castaways were stranded. There were no signs of ships or planes. Shannon remained in her coma, and Claire continued to exclude Charlie from her and Charles' everyday activities. The only change was that Sayid didn't stay by Shannon's side twenty four hours a day. Instead, he helped Michael build the raft, helped Jin fish and helped Claire with Charles. Without Shannon to give him orders every minute of the day, he could only help out around camp.
"The raft is almost done Jack," Sayid had become the status reporter.
"Okay, good," Jack answered. "Um, I was wondering, would it be too much trouble for you to ask Sawyer if he has any sort of paper and anything to write with? I think it would be better if we had a sheet telling us what is done, and what needs to be," Jack scratched his neck.
"Sure, and notify me next time Shannon needs to be fed and I'll do that too," Sayid started towards Sawyer. "Do you have any paper and something to write with?" He asked the lazy young man.
"Yep," Sawyer kept his eyes closed.
"May I have them?" Sayid asked.
"Yeah, but it's gonna cost you," Sawyer smirked and sat up, opening his eyes.
"What do you want in exchange?" Sayid glared at Sawyer, for what ever Sawyer wanted it had to be something crazy.
"I'll give you the paper and pen if you, watch my stuff while I go to the bathroom," Sawyer stood up and began to dance around, trying to hold it in.
"Go ahead," Sayid smiled and giggled a little. Sawyer ran off into the forest. Sayid looked through the belongings that Sawyer had grabbed from the plane. While he was scavenging, Sayid found a picture frame. It was a small frame painted gold with an extravagant border. He had recognized it, but he didn't know where he had seen it before, so he slipped it into his pocket.
"What the hell do you think you're doing, terrorist!" Sawyer came storming out of the trees. "Put that back where you found it or you don't get you paper!"
"I already checked, you don't have paper, or a pen. Any way this is mine," Sayid snapped.
"I don't care! None of this is mine but I am keeping it all!" Sawyer raised his fist and punched Sayid in the left eye. He stumbled over Sawyer's lawn chair and fell, face first, into the soft sand.
"Ouch!" Sayid whispered, he didn't want Sawyer to think he was weak. So he jumped back up as fast as he could. Sayid leaped onto the chair and began to bounce, planing to grab the tree branch above him and give Sawyer a swinging kick. But when he was jumping, he heard a snap. His foot fell through the chair and he fell on his bottom, back into the sand. Sayid kicked the chair off him.
"You broke my chair," Sawyer pouted. He cared nothing about the frame now, but about his chair. He acted as if he just lost a family member.
"What a baby!" Sayid whispered as he left Sawyer to mourn for his chair.
"Hey did you get the paper?" Jack asked, examining Sayid's eye, which was turning blue.
"No. He didn't have any, but I got this," Sayid pulled out the golden frame. And then it came to him.
"I think you got a little more than a frame," Jack said. "You should get some ice."
"I will later, wait we have ice?" Sayid lost his thought.
"Yeah, Charlie and I got bags from Sawyer, and put them in the coolest cave," Jack answered.
"Oh okay, thanks," Sayid slipped the frame back in his pocket, and headed off to help Jin on his next fishing trip.
Charlie didn't have to worry about Claire getting mixed up with Jason anymore, so he decided to explore the questions he had about his dreams. He wanted to know, was Alex alive? And did Walt have some sort of awkward powers? Charlie saw Sayid come through the trees to the caves, offering the freshly caught fish the the survivors who resided at the caves.
"Sayid!" Charlie called. Sayid came over and offered Charlie some fish. "Maybe later," Charlie said. "I have to ask you, what do you know about Alex?" Sayid was shocked. "Look I had this crazy dream that Shannon woke up from the coma and..."
"And she told me that Alex was alive. So we went out to find Danielle and in the end we all got killed by the others," Sayid finished Charlie's sentence.
"Wow, how'd you know?" Charlie asked, now he was the shocked one.
"I had the very same dream," Sayid answered. "And I don't know if Alex is alive. Danielle said that Alex was dead, and we could go find her, just not with Sawyer."
"And now Claire doesn't have any reason to talk with Jason," Charlie said. "But I still don't feel comfortable leaving her alone. If I come I want someone watching her, and maybe a smaller group this time."
"Okay, I'll round up, wait, do you think people are going to believe us," Sayid asked. "After all, it was just a dream."
"Yeah, a dream that might come true, unless we don't let it," Charlie answered. "Us and Hurley should be the only ones."
"Well maybe Locke too," Sayid said. He didn't feel comfortable with only three people, since in his dream there were three others, Jason, Mitch, and the long haired man. Charlie went to ask Locke. Locke said that he would do what ever Charlie asked him to. And Hurley said he would show them where Danielle lived now. They were all armed with guns, and right before they left Jack came over.
"Where are you going?" Jack questioned them.
"We are headed into the forest," Locke said.
"Okay, never mind. Sayid, I was about to give Shannon her medicine, did you want to help?" Jack asked.
"No not right now," Sayid turned away. He really did want to help but he knew that finding Danielle, and possibly Alex, was the most important thing to do right now.
