Lost Hope
Chapter 2
Later on that day Freya was sitting in her make shift tent when she saw Michaels son Walt run up to her with Charlie and Michael following him holding Claire
"Hey, hey!" Walt yelled in a panic
"What's the matter?" I asked jerking up to rush to their side.
"That pregnant lady fell down." The boy said stopping in front of me.
Freya had Charlie and Michael carry Claire to the 'infirmary'
"What happened?" I asked kneeling down next to Claire feeling her head, it was on fire and her lips looked extremely chapped.
"She just dropped." Charlie said running his hand through his hair.
"It must be the heat. She's breathing so thats a good sign." I said then grabbed a few towels that we turned into rags and told Walt to get them wet and bring them back. The boy nodded and ran towards the beach.
"Claire? Claire, honey, wake up. Claire? Can you hear me, Claire. Come on. Wake up. Come on. Come on, please wake up. Come on. Claire, can you hear me? Alright" I repeated over and over trying to get her to open her eyes. Walt returned with the wet rags and I put one on Claire's forehead, the back of her neck and her chest.
"Hmm?" Claire mumbled slowly opening her eyes.
"Hi. It's me. It's Freya" I said with a smile, I was so happy she was waking up.
"What?" She asked looking confused
"You passed out. Just take it easy, okay?" I turned and looked at Charlie, "She needs water."
Claire tried to move but I put a hand on her shoulder laying her back down, "Don't move, okay? Honey, I think you have a fever, but if you keep really still that's okay. It's okay, it's okay." I assured her and she nodded.
Charlie came rushing back over in a panic. "The water's gone. Someone stole it."
Later on that day I noticed Boone going over to Claire's tent and I saw him give her some water.
Son of a bitch where did he get that? Freya thought to herself but was quickly pulled out when everyone started fighting, just then she heard Jacks voice from behind them coming out of the jungle.
"Leave him alone! It's been six days and we're all still waiting. Waiting for someone to come. But what if they don't? We have to stop waiting. We need to start figuring things out. A woman died this morning just going for a swim and he tried to save her, and now you're about to crucify him? We can't do this. Every man for himself is not going to work. It's time to start organizing. We need to figure out how we're going to survive here. Now, I found water. Fresh water, up in the valley. I'll take a group in at first light. If you don't wanna come then find another way to contribute. Last week most of us were strangers, but we're all here now. And god knows how long we're going to be here. But if we can't live together, we're going to die alone." He said and I couldnt help but smile, jack was a great leader for everyone and thought about everyone else first before himself.
Part of me wanted to go to the caves but another part wanted to stay on the beach, Charlie had convinced Claire to go so she wouldn't be in the sun all the time. I decided I was going to stay at the beach, with me and Jack being the islands only two doctors he could stay in the caves and take care of everyone there and I would stay at the beach and do the same.
After a few more weeks things took a turn for the worse, Claire had went into labor and delivered a healthy baby boy with the help of me and Kate, the sad news was that Boone died, I didnt really care for Shannon but it is never easy to lose someone you loved. Some of us grieved and others just moved on, Michael and Jin were building a raft to get off the island but part of me felt like Michaels intentions were more about him and his son then anyone else. The next day the french woman who had captured Sayid a few days ago. She came and warned us that the others on this island were coming fr us, to take us, fear and panic set in and all Freya could think about was that she should have moved to the caves, maybe it would've been safer.
It had been a week since Michael, Sawyer, Walt and Jin left on the raft, some people thought they were going to find us help but others had doubts. I was standing with Locke, Jack, Hurly and Kate and we were all talking about the hatch that Locke and Boone had found, they wanted to open it to see what was in there, a part of me didnt want to do it because who the hell knew what was down there. We all finally decided we would open it using some dynamite that the others got from a really old ship that was in the middle of the jungle. We made our way towards the hatch and when Kate and Jack got the fuse all set up and lit Hurly went running after the fuse to stop it from going off but Jack stopped him and moved him to the ground. The next thing I knew there was a loud explosion and I had some ringing in my ears. Jack and Locke moved towards it and looked down, we needed to see what was down there and Kate offered to go down by rope but I quickly stepped up and volenteered.
"No Kate I'll do it, we don't know what is down there. I can climb out faster if there is any trouble." I said and saw Jack shake his head.
"No, no way, like you said we dont know what's down there." Jack said but I crossed my arms putting my foot down.
"I'm going, end of discussion." I said and walked towards Locke who tied the rope around my waist. I stood at the edge of the hatch and started to carefully go down as Locke held the rope.
"You got it?" Locke asked me
"Got it...Okay. Wait what do I say if I need to stop?" I asked realizing it was a stupid question.
"Stop" Locke said with a smile, Yep stupid question.
"Hmm okay let's go" I said and started to make my way down again.
As Locke is lowering mr down, one of the trees holding the harness breaks and Locke barely holds on.
"Freya, are you alright?!" I heard Locke yell down to me
"Yeah, I dropped the light! Maybe we should..." I was cut off when I felt Locke continue lowering me down. "Well, okay then. 1, 2, 3, 4," I stop when I see a light go on inside the hatch. "Stop!" I yelled and felt Locke stop the rope.
"What is it?!" He asks me.
"John, I think there's something down here!" As I said that a bright light turns on and I scream.
"Freya, are you alright?!" No answer. Locke struggles as something pulls at the other end of the cable. Locke falls back as Freya's weight is taken from the cable. The floodlight goes out.
"Freya! Freya! Freya!" Locke hollered but still no answer. Locke secures the rope around him and the tree it was previously on and lowers himself down. Shot of the rope hung over the side, then Locke stepping in the water at the bottom.
"Freya." He said but again no answer, as he moves forward his shoes are squeaking so he takes them off. He sees the logo and moves into what looks like living quarters. He hears Freya moaning, finding her on the ground.
"Freya" He said moving towards her
"John." Freya said trying to sit up
"Easy, easy, easy." Locke said helping her sit up.
"Behind you." Freya said just then we hear a gun sound and Locke turns to find an unknown man standing there with an assault rifle pointed at them.
"Are you him? Are you him?" The man asked pointing the gun at us.
"Yes. Yes I am." Locke said, Freya looked at him with a confused look but figured Locke was trying to not get them shot so he played along.
"I can't believe it. You're finally here." The stranger said with hope in his eyes.
"Well, here I am." Locke said slowly standing up.
"Who's she?" The man asked, Freya looked at him and couldnt help but think that even though this guy was probably bat shit crazy, he was kind of attractive.
"She's with me." Locke said putting himself between Freya and the gun.
"What did one snowman say to the other snowman?" The guy asked, oh yeah bat shit crazy.
Freya saw Locke had a confused look on his face. "I don't know what you're talking about."
The man raised his gun up again, "Get rid of the knife. You're not him." Oh I see trick question Freya thought.
Locke discarded his knife, "We didn't come here to hurt you."
"Yeah, then why did you come?" The stranger asked
"We were in a plane crash." Freya said slowly standing up as well.
"Were you now? And when was that?" He asked looking at Freya.
"44 days ago." Locke informed the man
"44 days? Move." He said motioning us over to a different spot.
"How long have you been down here?" Locke asked.
"Shut it." He throws a rope to Freya, "Tie him up. Do it!"
"Wait. Wait, wait - you're tying up the wrong person." Locke said and Freya looked at him with a questionable look.
"How's that, brother?" the man asked.
"It's pointless to tie me up, I'm not dangerous. But her, she's a criminal" Locke said, over the time we spent on the Island I finally told everyone who was close to me about my past, and it wasnt a happy one.
"So, what does that make you then, brother?" The stranger asked and kept the gun on Locke.
"I'm a regional collections manager for a cardboard manufacturer - boxes primarily." Locke said making him sound like he was innocent.
"All right then, box man, tie her up." He gestured towards Freya, Locke reache for Freya and she pulls away angrily.
"Don't you dare touch me." Freya said, she was pissed but a small part of her knew why Locke was doing what he was doing, he knew about her past and that was one thing that would help them here.
"Hey! You be good girl, right?" The man said keeping the gun on Freya, Locke turns Freya around and starts tying her wrists.
"What do you think you're doing?" she asked
"I'm doing what's best for all of us." Locke said slipping a knife in Freyas jeans.
"Alright, bring her here." The guy said and Locke moved Freya towards what looked like a storage room.
"Oh, hey, John, wait, hey. Wait!" Freya pleaded but Locke put her in the storage room and closed the door.