A/N: It's been a while, so lets not say anything and get on with the update :) Don't own, don't sue ;)
So here she was, bored and annoyed. The man on the other side of the room wouldn't shut his big mouth and all Ana could do was listen. She wasn't about to hear anymore of his nicknames, but really what choice did she have? It was something about him that just completely irritated her but at the same time he made her want to smile. Normally it came in a smirk, but a smirk is still a smile. She couldn't stand the power he had over her. She was in a complete and utter disadvantage. She hated it.
"You seem to be kind of quite, chica, something wrong?" 'Sawyer' asked.
"Since when do you care and what makes you think that?" She furrowed her brow at him.
"Well, I haven't been hearing any rude or sarcastic remarks, so I just figured I might check up on you," He replied with a sly grin.
She rolled her eyes. Truth be told, though, she was actually kind of happy to have him as company. He, at least if anything, kept her mind from wandering towards her mom and what happened to them. He was also keeping her from falling in complete boredom.
She rubbed her eyes quickly before turning to speak to him. "You were going to tell me exactly why the fruity nurse put invisible quotations around your name," She said, breaking the silence that had quickly come and gone.
"I don't know, like you said she's a fruit."
"No, you're lying," She responded cooly.
"Oh and how would you know that?"
"Number one because earlier you told me that it was a long story and number two because I'm a cop."
"I'd rather not get into that okay?"
"And why not?"
"Because I'm not in a sharing kind of mood. That okay with you?"
"No."
"Well, it's gotta be, cause I ain't saying nothing."
There Ana was, left again without any defense. Well like she was told many times before: The best defense is an offense.
"So tell me why you're in here then," She continue to question.
"Jeez, woman, must you know everything?"
"Well, you seem to know everything about me, so why can't you tell me anything."
"I didn't know you were a cop, you ruined that one for yourself."
"Whatever. Why won't you tell me anything."
"Ok, my real name is James."
"Then why did the nurse call you Sawyer?"
"I told ya, Lucy, I'm not in a sharing kind of mood."
She sighed. Apparently she wasn't going to get much out of him. She was stuck again. Maybe if she tried lowering to him level, then she might get something out of him.
"Let's play a game," She exhaled.
"Paint me intrigued, what kind of game?"
"Well, Ice Breakers are normally drinking games for me, but in our current condition, I don't find that such a good idea. Why don't we play 20 questions. We'd normally just ask each other 20 yes or no questions. But since, we don't really know anything about each other, we'll make an exception. They don't have to be yes or no questions."
"On the contrary, I know lot's about you."
"Less then you'd like to admit, cowboy."
"Fine, but I get to go first."
"Fine," she sighed. Something told her she was going to regret playing this later on, but now she really couldn't stand not knowing anything. This was her way to get something out of him. Whether it be little to none or a lot to maximum, she would at least get something.
"How long you been a cop before this?"
" 'Bout 4 or 5 years. Give or take. You been in this hospital before?"
"Nope, been in one before but it's my first time in Australia."
"We're in Australia!"
"Sorry, but I believe your turn is over," He paused, letting a smirk slip in. "You don't remember anything, do you?"
"Nope, I just remember being back in L.A., working in an airport."
"I thought you said you were a cop."
"Hey, one question per turn," she cocked her head back in a mocking way. "You ever been to L.A.?"
"I visit every once in awhile. What's with the whole, 'I'm a cop and now I'm in an airport' thing?"
"Yeah, I was a cop, but then I quit. I needed to make a living somehow, so I worked as the metal detector scanners. What was your last job?"
"You don't want to know."
"Oh, but yes I do."
"Well I don't want to tell you."
"Oh, it's not like you were a hooker or male stripper or anything like that, plus when you agreed to play, you agreed to answer all of the questions."
He rolled his eyes and was about to tell her, but the doctor slipped in to check on Ana.
"Hope, I'm not interrupting anything. I see you two have gotten acquainted," He smiled. He turned to Sawyer and Ana mouthed the words 'This isn't over, yet.' And as the doctor tunred to Ana, Sawyer replied with the mouthing of 'We'll see about that.'
"How are you feeling Ana?"
"I'm fine," she replied cooly.
"That's wonderful. But I have to tell you some bad news."
Millions of thoughts flashed through her head. Was she going to dye? Was she going to have to stay here for another year and rot away like a prune? Then a thought came into her head. Her mother.
A/N: Okay, well there was a little bit to keep you satisfied. Please review and make me smile! I think I'm getting better with their characters, tell me if you have any advice! Updates should come soon!
