A/N I don't own Lost, blah blah blah. I'm too boring for that.

"The best day of my life is all thanks to you
Precious remembrance saved for rainy days on february
Few scenes from my life where moments mean more to me
Than our fine nights,
I remember like yesterday, the time of my life"

Starting Line

Chapter Three: All the Things She Wish She Said

When I woke up, the sun was rising, and I was lying on the beach. Claire was hovering over me and smiled when she saw me looking at her.

"Mornin' sunshine. You gave us all quite a scare with that disappearing act of yours." I opened my mouth to tell her what really happened, but I couldn't talk. I closed my mouth, puzzled, but didn't have anytime to ponder over it before Jack ran over to my side, a bottle of water in one hand and a washcloth in the other.

"Good, good, you're awake. How are you feeling? Nauseous, dizzy, hot, cold?" He asked in a rush. I tried to answer his questions, but my voice just wouldn't work. I sat up and gestured to my throat. "Are you thirsty? Of course you…" I cut him off with a shake of my head. I gestured to my throat again, this time moving my mouth at the same time. "Hungry?" I shook my head. I looked at in his face and mouthed to him.

"I can't talk." Jack gave me a baffled look.

"You can't talk? That's crazy! Have you tried?"

"'Course she has Doc, did you not see her struggling to get her point through your thick skull?" Sawyer dragged his feet through the sand and to my unoccupied side. I had to fight back the urge to throw my arms around his neck and hold on and never let go. Instead, I gave him a smile and a nod of appreciation.

"Sawyer, I don't need your smartass comments at this moment. I do, however, need you to help me get Kate to the hatch." Sawyer nodded and Jack got up and started walking briskly into the jungle. I tried to get up on my own, but my legs felt like jelly and I almost did a face plant into the sand, but Sawyer caught my arm and hoisted me up. He slid his arm around my waist, and told me to lean on him so he could properly support me. Funny. I thought. Only a little while ago, it was me helping him like this.

"Far as I remember Freckles, last time we were in this position, it was you was supportin' me." I smiled and nodded. It was kind of eerie though, almost like he could read my mind. He didn't try making small talk, trying to fill the silence I knew I left. Claire walked with us to the jungle, but then said she had to get back to Aaron. Jack stayed a good distance ahead of us the entire time, but always stayed in sight. I looked up at Sawyer and gave him a look, glancing at Jack. "Oh, don't mind Doc. When you disappeared, he spent the better part of a week looking for you. By the end of the eighth day you were gone, he was convinced you were dead. I think he even settled his mind on the fact that you were dead. Seeing you alive after three weeks prolly just has him in some sort of shock." My head shot up at the mention of three weeks. "Yeah, you were gone a long time Sassafras. I never gave up hope on ya though." I smiled, but was still curious about something. I tried asking him a question. I pointed to him, then to me, hoping he would understand what point I was trying to make. "Ahhh hell Sassafras, 'course I did. I'd be a real asshole if I hadn't, right?" I rolled my eyes, but tightened my grip on his waist to show my gratitude.

A/N Okay, so leave me a comment and tell me what you think. I'm also going to let you guys decide on whats going to happen with the fic… like, not in it, but with the updates…

Anyways, do you guys want either A) Shorter chapters with more frequent updates or B) Longer chapters with updates once, MAYBE twice a week?

Whichever gets the most votes is what I'll do. Thanks for reading, hope you guys still like it!

Tazitz