Ok so sorry this update took forever!

I decided to start spelling Miss Klugh's name right;) alright so this Miss Klugh and Sawyer scene is meant to go pretty slow and be drawn out to emphasize the importance but I don't want it to come across as rushed so read slow:p

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Chapter8: understood

"James you must listen to what I am about to tell you it is not only complicated but it is abnormal as well; so you may find this hard to believe." Sawyer for some odd reason felt a sense of understanding about him, he knew that Miss Klugh was going to tell him the truth.

"We are good people Mr. Ford you may think other wise but that is the truth. I am sure you have heard about the abduction of a few of the tailes in their first few days here." Miss Klugh continued in a calm voice, that teacher would use to address a student.

The sky had begun to turn a dark deep purple; stars began to show in the Far East, while the Western sky was painted by the setting sun with accents of pink clouds. An evening wind picked up and blew Sawyer's hair lightly in front of his eyes. Miss Klugh's tone and appearance matched her surroundings; she seemed at home and at peace where she was. "There is a difference between your people and us; we are what is best described as telepathic. We can not control minds but we can understand thought patterns and pass judgment discerning whether a person is good or bad." Miss Klugh spoke clearly, she took her time to consider each word and then enunciate it. "So as you may have concluded by now, we are good, we can discern who is good as well so we take them in as our own."

Sawyer listening intently actually believing what she said. Miss Klugh did not speak as to let it all sink in.

"So you interpret the thoughts of others to see there intentions then take for you own benefit."

"That is one way to look at it."

"So ya gonna tell me why the three of us were taken any time soon?" Sawyer laid all sarcasm aside, he wanted her to know he was serious, he wanted the truth.

"If you recall back to yours and mine's first meeting I told you that you were a hard person to judge, that still remains till this day to be the truth.

"You seemed to capture lil miss jungle mama fine a while back."

"That was different, the child had not been spoiled by the views of the world yet, he was innocent, we did not need to judge him thoughts to know his purity. Claire was not who we were after. You and Miss Austen are special people James…" Miss Klugh sat silently for a moment giving Sawyer time to put all the pieces of the puzzle together in his head.

"Both of you made it rather difficult to apprehend the other survivor's thoughts. Actions can be as misleading as words; only by a person's heart can they truly be known. When you people first arrived here it was very difficult to judge you all and we did not understand why. At every attempt all we ever came out with was the knowledge that there was a struggle, it is all confusion. We are not like you Mr. Ford, our ways are set, and we are good people. It became obvious after some time that you and Miss Austen where the difficult we could tell because it was hardest to interpret others when you two were together. You both hide your true selves well though. So to get our job done, we removed the problem, you should be happy to know, you left quite a bit of damage to clean up."

Sawyer unbelievably understood what she was talking about. A warm breeze blew through the area and the sky began to slowly darken. He still have questions though.

"Why is the Doc here?"

"We needed a Doc for a short time." Miss Klugh responded quickly as if that was a minor detail of little importance. Sawyer decided to delay and get as much information as possible so he could use it to his own benefit. She was not the only one who could judge.

"So Freckles givin y'all some trouble?" sawyer asked in a proud sence. Miss Klugh's lips pursed at this.

"We are doing our best."

"Now don'tcha find it funny that the two 'worst' people here are givin y'all the most trouble in your quest for good, and all unintentionally."

Miss Klugh was a patient, understanding person but she was easily frustrated with Sawyer so she bent her head and closed her eyes. Miss Klugh would comfort in the world around her.

Each star shown with a brilliance that only made the moment more interesting and mysterious. Sawyer looked at Miss Klugh, not even paying attention to the role of thunder that boomed across the sky. That dark rich sky that consumed the pink clouds during their conversation was soon covered by a wave of grey storm clouds that made the air about them glow. A settle mist began to fall through out the land dampening everything. Miss Klugh stood up, laid a hand on Sawyer's shoulder she did not look him in the eyes.

"Mr. Ford it is often claimed that everyone in life has a purpose, you have either served your or rather you had non to begun with."

With that she left Sawyer alone on the cliff. He was still bound, Two men approached him with guns. The two men kept coming toward sawyer but he paid them no attention.

"Hey Miss Klugh, you wouldn't have kept me around this long if I was useless."

Miss Klugh stopped walking turned around, went back toward Sawyer, then knelt down right down in front of him. "Mr. Ford, What good could you possible do us? Your time has come, you are no longer needed in this life."

Nodding toward the two men She walked away down the cliffs slope toward the camp. The rain began to pour down hard, Sawyer remained bound sitting on the cliff. Each man raised his riffle and pointed it at Sawyer. His life was nothing in his own mind, Sawyer had spent his whole life waiting to die, wanting to die, needing to die, and as he faced it he feared not death itself yet the knowledge that he could have done something more with his life. He didn't want to die this way, he wanted to have a purpose, but all this was so deep and sub-conscience Sawyer's first reaction as not just defense, yet pure revenge. The dark night sky made is very difficult to see, the stars where all covered but big rain clouds. Sawyer stood up, the men where close but Sawyer's feet where not bound and this had not been the first time he had fought without his hands. He ran into the shorter of the two men them the swung around ramming his shoulder into the other one. Shot was fired but missed by only inches. Sawyer used the dark to his advantage making sure he knew his surroundings well. Caught off guard the two men where confused, Sawyer reached for a knife that had fallen from one of the men when he tackled them. He grabbed it an fell on the dirt kicking an approaching other with his feet while he cut the ropes that held his hands together behind his back. Once unbound Sawyer found himself where he belonged, he knew what to do here. The pouring rain drenched his body, pasting his hair against his face. The two men got up off the ground from his attack and began to approach Sawyer but stopped suddenly, just starting behind him in a daze. Sawyer spun around to see Miss Klugh standing there. She was a blur due to the dark night and rain. She stood there in an approving manner, confident, nearly proud. The rain continued to pore down on them as the winds picked up their pace. Miss Klugh spoke up, the three men where silent.

"That's enough. He has proven himself worthy enough for the task ahead."