Lost Hope
When I came to I went to put my hand on the back of my head but noticed my hands were tied, I looked up to see Locke standing there.
"Hello Freya." He said and I sat up right and trie to scoot away but I was to light headed, "Take it easy I'm not going to hurt you."
"You hit me over the head, tie my hands up and tell me you're not gonna hurt me? Now why do I have a har time believing that?" I asked and he smiled.
"Good to know your wit didn't get knocked out of you, but see Freya I need you to help me and I knew you wouldnt come willing so I had to use other methods."
"Why does everyone use other methods to get my help?" I said and Locke pulled me up to stand.
"You're stubborn, come on we have work to do." He said and we started walking, we got to the place Locke's group set up as camp and we saw everyone laying on the ground. He pulls a dart out of Sayid and wakes him.
"Sayid! Sayid, hey! What happened?"
"We were attacked." Sayid told him
"By whom?"
"I don't know." He said
"Where is Jin?" Locke asked and I looked at him, did he have Jin this whole time?
Sayid shook his head then looked at me, "What's she doing here?"
"She's going to help us with the next step." Locke said and I looked at him then back at Sayid.
"Well if I'm gonna help can I at least have my hands free?" I asked an Locke looked at me.
"I'm not sure I can trust you."
"Trust works both ways." I said and he smiled then grabbed his knife an cut the rope around my wrist.
After awhile Sayid left to see what Charles Widmore was hiding over at the other island then Locke and Sawyer left and I was sitting next to Kate and I saw Claire look at me then walk away.
Richard's POV..
Me and Hurley made our way over to the group, "Pack your bags, we're leaving."
"Where exactly are we going, Richard?" Jack asked me
"Where's Locke?" I asked
"What?" I heard Ben ask
"You said he came to recruit you. Where did he say he'd be?"
"Hydra island." He told me
"Which is exactly where you landed the plane that you flew back here, right?"
"That's right." Lapidus said
"This man wants to leave the island, and that plane's the only way he can do it. You wanna know where we're going, we're gonna stop him." I told them
"This is your fault isn't it?" Miles asked Hurley
"Sorta."
"How are we gonna stop him from getting on the plane?" Ilana asked me
"We have to destroy it."
"뭐라고요? 비행기를 없애버린다고요? 그럼 이 섬에서 어떻게 탈출하려구요?" What? You want to destroy the plane? How are we supposed to get off the island? Sun said to me and I looked at Jack confused
"Why isn't she speaking English?"
"She was hit on the head when she was running away from Locke." He tol me and I looked at everyone
"He came back here?"
Jack nods. "What, what did he want? What did he say to you? Do you understand me?"
"그래, 다 이해했어 이 바보야! 내가 널 도와서 이 섬을 빠져나갈 유일한 방법을 없앨거라고 생각한다면 넌 미쳐도 한참 미쳤어! 난 이 세상을 구하러 온게 아니라 내 남편을 다시 찾아서 다시 돌아가려고 여기 온거야. 내가 중요하다고 이 여자가 그랬어." Yes. I understand, you idiot- but if you think I'm gonna help you destroy our only way off this island, you're insane! I came here to find my husband so I could bring him home, not so I could save the damn world! She says I'm important.
Sun points to Ilana, "만약에 사실이라면, 넌 내가 꼭 필요해! 하지만 이것만은 알아둬, 난 여기서 한발짝도 움직이지 않을거야!" If that's true, you need me! So, "understand" this...I'm not going anywhere! Sun walks away furiously.
"I don't think she wants to come." Hurley said
"Plus we need to figure out where Freya is." Jack said and I looked at him.
"Freya's missing?" I asked, why so I care about that? She's married.
"She was with Sun before Locke showed up and when Ben found Sun Freya wasnt there anymore.
If Locke hurts her I swear i'll- I thought but snapped out of it.
Desmond's POV...
I woke up in a different place then I was before, I looked over and saw a woman adjusting my I.V. drip control.
"Mr. Hume, my name is Zoe. I know you're disoriented, you've been unconscious for the last three days. But you're off the I.V. sedation now, and I've just given you a shot to help you wake up." She said
"Are you a nurse?" I asked
"You're not in the hospital anymore Mr. Hume, we had to move you."
"What, move me? Move me where? Where's my wife?" I asked her, I needed to see Freya, I had to find her, I sit up in the bed.
"No, wait Mr.-Mr.-No, you shouldn't, you shouldn't-"
"I want to see Freya" I said
"I'm afraid that's not going to be possible, Desmond." I looked and saw Charles standing there.
"You." I said and groaned
"Easy, Easy. I'll take it from here." He said to Zoe and she leaves, "Desmond-"
"What happened to me? Where am I?" I cut him off
"You were shot. By Benjamin Linus. Do you remember that?"
"Yes, I remember. Look I want to talk to Freya. Freya!" I said to him
"She's not here. But I assure you she is perfectly safe. I'm really sorry for taking you away from your son but...I didn't have a chance to explain. And...if I had, you never would've come with me." He said to me
"Come with you? Come with you where?"
"I brought you back to the Island. I can't imagine how you must be feeling. But if you'll give me a chance to explain-" He said and I leap out of the bed and begin bashing him with the I.V. drip stand. Two of Widmore's men rush in and restrain me.
"Damn it! Don't hurt him." He told them
"You take me back! You take me back right now, you hear?!" I shouted at him
"I can't take you back. The Island isn't done with you yet."
I yell and Widmore leaves the room.
The next thing I knew I was being dragged into some strange room and I see them carrying out a dead body, "Hey. What the hell are you doing?" I asked as they tie me to a chair.
"I know how this looks, Desmond. But if everything I've been told about you is true, you'll be perfectly fine."
"You don't have any metal on you do you? Keys? Change?" one of his men asked me
"Course he doesn't, you idiot. I hate to resort to forcing this upon you, Desmond. But once it's over I'm going to ask you to make a sacrifice. And I hope for all our sakes you'll help me." Charles said
"Sacrifice? What the bloody Hell do you know about sacrifice?" I asked him
"My son died here for the sake of this island. My own daughter hates me. But if you won't help me, Desmond, all of it will be for nothing. Freya, your son, and everyone else, will be gone forever." Widmore and his men leave and close the door, I begin yelling and struggling, I break the chair and start bashing on the door.
"Aah! Uhh! Aah! Let me out!" I shouted the machine begin to spark and project a field and bright light, "Let me out you bastards! Let me out! Let me out! Let me out of here! Let me out of here!" I scream then blackout.
Flash sideways - I'm at LAX looking at the Oceanic arrivals information screen.
"It's carousel four." Someone said to me and I looked at him
"Sorry?"
"You were on the Sydney flight, right?" He asked
"Yeah."
"Our bags on carousel four, I double checked it with the dude at the counter." He said and I thanked him
I head over to the carousel and I see a blonde girl struggling to get her baggage from the carousel. "Hang on, I got it, I got it." I told her and grabbed her bag for her.
"Thank you so much." She said
"Pleasure. You got any more bags?" I asked
"No uhhh, that's it, thank God."
I looked at her seeing she was pregnant, "Boy or a girl?"
"Ummm."
"Oh I'm sorry, I-I didn't mean to pry." I said to her
"Oh no it's fine, I just ummm, I don't know what it is."
"All right. Well you're braver than I, you know. I'm not a big fan of surprises." I said and noticed my bag on the carousel, "Oh excuse me, that's mine." I said and grabbed my luggage.
"So, have you got someone meeting you?" I asked her catching up to her.
"Uhh yeah, uh maybe they got the flights messed up or something." She said
"Because I've got a car picking me up. You now, If you need a ride I'd be more than happy to give you a lift." I offered
"Oh no, no, that's ummm, that's really sweet of you but I'm good, there's cabs, so..."
"All right, well, it was nice meeting you." I said
"Yeah nice to meet you too." she said and walked away
"A boy." I said
"What?" She asked looking back at me
"Bet it's a boy." I said and walked out the door seeing my driver, "Looks like I'm with you."
"Mr. Hume, hello. Let me grab that for you." He said grabbing my bag
"Thank you."
"My name is George." He said
"Hi, George."
"So, I'll take you back to your hotel?" He asked me
"The office."
"Office. Wonderful. This way please. So uh, you flew in from Sydney huh?" He asked me as we made our way to the car.
"Yeah, that's right."
"And what, what were you doing uh down under?" He asked me
"I was closing a deal for the boss."
"Oh good for you, congratulations. Hey listen, if you need anything at all while you're in town, I know everyone. You need a reservation? You just pick a restaurant." He told me
"The room service at the hotel's excellent, thank you." I said and got into the car, George leans in.
"You uhh, you looking uh for some company? I noticed that you weren't wearing a wedding band. And there are a lot of lovely ladies offering their uh companionship." He whispered
"I'm not looking for any companionship. I'm here to work."
"Guess that's why you're the boss's right-hand man, and I am the driver. Okay. Got it." He said and shuts the door.
I arrived at Widmore's office and walked up t the receptionist.
"Good morning Mr. Hume, how was your flight?" She asked
"Lovely, thank you."
"He said to send you right in." She told me
"Thank you." I said and entered the office, "Charles."
"Hello, Desmond. Welcome to Los Angeles, my friend."
"Thank you." I said and we gave each other a quick hug
I was looking at a model of a black sailing ship. Widmore is talking on the phone to an unknown person.
"I don't give a bloody damn what he did, or how much it's going to cost. Just get him arraigned and get him out of there." He says on the phone and hangs up, "Sorry Desmond. Looks like our celebration of the Australian deal is going to have to be cut short. You are aware that my son is a musician?"
"Yes. I've heard he's quite talented."
"Yeah he is, quite. Anyway, my wife is putting together one of her charity events and uh, the boy had the crazy idea to combine classical music with modern rock. You heard of a band called Drive Shaft?"
"No, can't say I have." I told him
"Their bass guitarist overdosed and uh, got himself arrested. And now, if I don't get this junkie to my wife's event she will, simply put, destroy me."
"So you want me to babysit him?" I asked him
"I know it's beneath you, but I need someone I can trust to do the job right."
"Say no more Charles, it's done."
"Huh." He says standing up and walks across the room, "You really do have the life, son. No family, no commitments, ahh to be free of attachments."
"I'm a blessed man, Sir."
"No, it is I who am blessed, to have you in my employ. A drink, to celebrate your indispensibility." He said holding up a shot glass.
"That's your sixty-year-old Scotch, Charles." I said standing up walking over to him
"Nothing's too good for you."
"Slàinte." I said and we raised our glasses and clink them together.
Later I arrive at the courthouse as Charlie, the bass drummer, is leaving with a lawyer.
"Mr. Hume?" She asked
"That's right."
"Bail's all been taken care of. Remember he's not allowed to leave the state." She told me and I see Charlie flipping through his wallet.
"Good. Mr. Pace, I'm Desmond Hume. Charles Widmore sent me." I say but he wanders off, "Hey! Where you going?"
"He's all yours." the lawyer said and leaves
"Hey!" Charlie carelessly crosses the road, causing several cars to slam on their brakes. I look at my watch, then crossed the road and join Charlie in a bar, "I'll have whatever he's having." I look at Charlie, "One drink, then we go."
"So what's your job then, to babysit me? What are you? Mr. Widmore's chief lackey? Henchman?" He asked
"No title. Plenty of perks though."
"Hmmm, such as?" He asked
"I get to meet charming people."
"Well, cheers then. Tell me perky, are you happy?" He asked me
"Quite."
"No you're not." He said and I looked at him
"Well, I've got a great job, lots of money, get to travel the world. Why wouldn't I be happy?"
"Have you ever been in love?" He asked me
"Thousands of times." I said, I never looked for commitment.
"That's not what I'm talking about. I'm talking about spectacular, consciousness-altering love. Do you know what that looks like?"
"I wasn't aware that love looked like anything." I said to him
"I've seen it, mate. On the plane back from Sydney."
"Is that so? Well we were on the same flight, so...maybe I saw it too." I told him
"Trust me, you didn't."
"Oh? Enlighten me."
"There was this woman, two rows in front of me, in handcuffs, sitting with a cop. He looked at me, knew I was holding. If I didn't take action I'd be caught. So I got up, went to the lav, proceeded to eliminate the evidence by swallowing my stash. And at that exact moment we hit turbulence. I choked. The entire bag of heroin is stuck in my throat. It's, uh, it's over. Everything starts to go dark, I'm slipping into the abyss, and then I see...her." He said
"Her?"
"A woman. Blonde, rapturously beautiful, and I know her. We're together. It's like we've always been, and always will be. This feeling, this love, and just as I'm about to be engulfed by..." he snaps his fingers, "I open my eyes, and this sodding idiot is standing there asking me if I'm okay. But I saw it, just for a moment, I saw what it looked like."
"Well that's just...poetry, brother. You know you should, you should write a song about that." I told him
"Yeah yeah yeah yeah, I know what you're saying - poor suicidal rock star. But I've seen something real, I've seen the truth."
"No, that's not the truth. You want to know the real truth, Pace? Right now you have a choice - you can keep on drinking, or you can come with me. Now before you make your choice, realize that if you stay here, it will very likely result in the extermination of your musical career."
"And if I go with you?" He asked
"In twenty minutes, you'll be luxuriating in a five-star hotel, right on the harbor front, and Charles Widmore - one of the most powerful men in this town, will owe you a favor."
"Doesn't really seem like a choice." he said
"There's always a choice, brother."
Later I'm driving with Charlie and his bands song, "You All, Everybody" is playing on the radio.
"That's my band, Drive Shaft, our first single. The beginning of everything great. You like it?" He asked me
"Sure, for what it is."
"I feel sorry for you, mate." He said and I chuckled, "You think you're happy. You think you've got it all-this, your life. But, you don't."
"Why, because none of it's real?" I asked
"All right, Mr. Hume. How about I offer you a choice?"
"What's that?"
"I can either show you what I'm talking about, or you can get out of the car." He said and I chuckled again
"Why in God's name would I want to get out of the car?" I asked then suddenly Charlie takes hold of the wheel and forces the car out of control, off the dock and into the harbor.
I remove my seatbelt and look over at Charlie, "Charlie! Charlie!" I attempy to release Charlie's seatbelt, "Come on!"
I go to the surface gasping, I inhale deeply, and dove down to the submerged car. I'm unsuccessful in opening Charlie's door. Charlie makes no attempt to escape; calmly turns to Desmond and holds up his left hand to the closed window. Desmond reads what is written on Charlie's hand: "NOT A RESCUE BOAT". I have a flash of a visual memory-on the Island, in the Looking Glass station, where he witnessed Charlie drowning in the original timeline. Desmond recalls the sight of Charlie's hand with the words: "NOT A RESCUE BOAT". I successfully open the door and get the unconscious Charlie out and to the surface.
"Come on! Come on! Damn it!" I said swimming to the shore holding Charlie.
Later I'm in a hospital, being examined by a doctor who I couldn't help but stare at, she looked familar for some reason.
"You sustained a pretty bad bump in your accident. Any nausea?" She asked
"Nope." I answered, why did she look familiar
"Double vision?"
"No. Listen, I need to find the man I was brought in here with." I told her snapping ot of it.
"How about hallucinations?"
"What do you mean?" I asked her
"Hallucinations. Seeing things that aren't there."
I shook my head, "Um, I'm not sure."
"Well, your C.A.T. scan was inconclusive. I'm going to send you downstairs for an M.R.I." She said
"No, I don't have time for this. I need to find the man I came in here with."
"I'm afraid you're not finding anyone until we know what's going on inside your brain." She said and left the room.
I sit at an M.R.I. machine speaking with a technician.
"Are you wearing any metal? Carrying keys or change? Any metal inside your body-pacemakers, pins, bullets, steel plate inside of your head?" He asked
"No. Nothing."
"I see you didn't list an emergency contact, no friends or family?" He asked
"Um, just put down my employer, Charles Widmore."
"This machine is super loud. You're gonna want these." He says and hands me ear plugs and straps me to the table. "And you need the button."
"The button?" I asked
"The panic button. You need to stop, press it. Try not to 'cause we'll have to start all over again from the beginning. I'll be in that booth over there. You'll be able to hear me. Thirty minutes, okay?"
A head coil is positioned around my head and I'm sent into the M.R.I.
"Okay, here we go." I hear him say over the intercom
Clanking noises are heard and I have visual flashes of Charlie drowning; Freya smiling, kissing Freya,the birth of young Charlie; Charlie as a toddler; other scenes of kissing Freya. I also hear her voice. "Desmond."
"Hey! Let me out of here." I said and pushed the panic button, "Hey! Hey!"
The man removes me from the M.R.I, "What happened, man? Are you all right?"
"I need to find the man I came in here with." I said sitting up, taking out ear plugs. "I need to find the man I came in here with."
I start talking to a desk nurse at the hospital, "His name is Charlie Pace. He came in an hour ago. He just give me his room number."
"If you're not a relative, that's confidential information." She told me
"Look, we were in an accident together. I need to see him!"
"Sorry, sir. There's nothing I can do." She says and I see the doctor from earlier walk by
"Hey. Excuse me. Um, were you on the same Oceanic flight um, from Sydney." I asked her and she looked at me.
"Yeah."
"Yeah, that's right. Listen. I wonder if you can help me. I need to find someone. He was on our plane. He's somewhere in the hospital." I said to her, se still felt familiar to me and after what I saw in the M.R.I machine I didnt know if was real or not
"Hold on. He was on our plane and now he's here in the hospital?" She asked then there was a commotion down the hall. Charlie, in a hospital gown, is being chased.
"None of this matters. None of this matters." He said running
"No! Sir! Please, stop!" a nurse yells after him
"Take it easy." The doctor said trying to stop him but he got past her, I started chasing Charlie down a stairwell and caught up to him downstairs.
"Why are you running?" I asked
"Cause no one here can help me. Now let me go."
"Why'd you try and to kill me?" I asked him
"I didn't try and kill you. I was trying to show you something."
"Want to show me something? Show me your hand." I said and he looked at me confused.
"What?"
"Your hands. Show me your bloody hands now." I said
"You saw something, didn't you? In the water. What was it?" I grab his hands. "What are you looking for, mate?"
"Who's Freya?"
"I don't know. Ah. You felt it, didn't you?" He asked me
"I didn't feel anything."
"Then, why are you accosting a man in a dressing gown?" He said
"All right. Come on. We're leaving." I said and grabbed Charlie but he resists.
"Whoa! You think I'm going to play a rock concert after this? This doesn't matter. None of this matters. All that matters is that we felt it. You wanna try and stop me, good luck."
"Hey, where you going?" I asked him
"If I were you I'd stop worrying about me and start looking for Freya." He said and leaves.
"What do you mean he's gone?" Charles asked me over the phone
"Look he escaped. He knocked over a doctor with a bloody crash cart and then ran out of the hospital." I told him
"And you let him go?"
"He's a junkie who drove my car into the ocean, Charles. I'm fine, by the way. Thanks for asking."
"And I'm thrilled you survived, Desmond. But when I give you a job to do, I expect you to do it."
"With all due respect, sir, it's just a bloody concert."
"I tell you what, Desmond, if you can't deliver Pace, why don't you tell Mrs. Widmore, it's only a bloody concert." he says and hangs up.
George drives me to a museum. He gets out and opens the limousine door, "Mr. Hume. So you've never met the boss' wife, huh?"
"No."
"Good luck." He said and I head to the reception tent, Eloise speaks to a waiter.
"Please, tell me, how is it that someone in your line of work is not aware that the butter knife is placed handle to the right, blade facing left? Just so."
"Okay." the waiter said
"For God's sake."
"Mrs. Widmore?" I asked
"Yes!"
"My name is Desmond Hume. I work for your husband." I told her
"Of course, Mr. Hume. Charles has told me so much about you. It's a travesty we haven't met before... Well, it's about time."
"Well, the feeling is mutual, Mrs. Widmore." I told her
"Oh, please. It's Eloise."
"Eloise."
"So uhh, what crisis forced Charles to send his best fix-it man into the bowels of charity balls?" She asked
"Well, Eloise, uh, I'm deeply sorry but it appears as if, uh, Drive Shaft won't be able to perform alongside your son. And, uh, I take full responsibility-" She silences me.
"Don't worry about it."
"Excuse me?" I asked her
"Oh, my son will understand. I suppose if one employs so-called rock stars, certain unpredictability comes with the territory." She tells me
"Yeah. You're not angry?"
"Oh, not at all dear. What happened, happened. Thank you so much, Mr. Hume, for coming and telling me in person. A pleasure meeting you." She said
"And you."
"Uh, center that flower arrangement, please." She said to a staff member
"Have a good evening." I tell her
"Thank you!"
I walked away and I overhear a man reading down a guestlist on my way out, "Leifer, Stefanie, plus two. Markey, Mary, plus one. Milton, Penny plus one. Pepper, Nicholas, plus one, Freya plus one."
"Excuse me. I'm sorry, um, did you just say Freya?" I asked him
"And who are you?"
"Um, I work for Mr. Widmore, may I see the list?" I asked taking the list then suddenly Eloise grabs the list from me.
"You absolutely may not. That list is confidential."
"Begging your pardon, I'm entrusted with confidential items every day." I tell her
"Are you questioning me?"
"No, I just want to look at one name on that list. And, if for some reason, that's a problem..." I said to her
"Come with me." She says and leads me to another tent, "Out! Everyone, now!"
"Look, I'm, I'm sorry, if I've overstepped my bounds."
"Stop talking, Hume. I've heard what you've had to say, now you listen to me. I want you to stop." She says
"Stop? Stop what?"
"Someone has clearly affected the way you see things. This is a serious problem. It is, in fact, a violation. So, whatever you're doing, whatever it is you think you're looking for...You need to stop looking for it." She tells me
"Do you, do you know what I'm looking for, Mrs. Widmore?"
"I don't know why you're looking for anything? You have the perfect life. On top of it, you've managed to attain the thing you wanted more than anything-my husband's approval."
"How do you know what I want?" I asked
"Because I bloody do."
"I need to see that list...or you need to tell me why I can't." I said to her
"You can't because you're not ready yet, Desmond." She says and walks away
"Ready? Ready, for what?"
I make my way back to the limo. George gets out and opens a door for me, "That bad, huh?"
"Is there any alcohol in this car?" I asked him
"Oh, yeah. Whatever you need. So, uh, where to, Mr. Hume?"
"Just drive, George." I say and a man knocks on my window.
"Mr. Hume?"
"Yes?" I answered
"My name is Daniel, Daniel Widmore. We need to talk."
Me and Daniel walk to a bench and sit down on it, "Look, uh, Mr. Widmore, um..."
"Dan, please. Call me, Dan. Mr. Widmore is my father." He said to me
"Dan, if this is about Charlie Pace not being able to perform with you, I'm, I'm very sorry."
"Do you believe in love at first sight, Mr. Hume?" He asked me
"Excuse me?"
"First time I saw her was walking through this museum, few weeks ago. She, she works here. She was on her lunch break. She was eating a chocolate bar. She has these incredible blue, blue eyes, red hair. And, as soon as I saw her, right, right in that moment, it was like, it was like I already loved her. And that's when things got weird." He says and takes a notebook from his bag, "That same night after I saw that woman, I woke up and I wrote this."
"So what is it?"
"I'm a musician. I have no idea. So I took it to a friend of mine at Caltech. He's a math whiz. He said this is quantum mechanics. He said these equations are so advanced that only someone who'd been studying physics their entire life could have come up with them." He says
"So what do they mean?"
"Okay. Imagine, imagine something terrible is about to happen. Something catastrophic, and the only way to stop it from happening is by releasing a huge amount of energy. Like setting off a nuclear bomb."
"You wanna set off a nuclear bomb." I asked him
"Just listen, what if, this, all this, what if this wasn't suppose to be our life? What if we had some other life and for some reason, we changed things? I don't want to set off a nuclear bomb, Mr. Hume. I think I already did."
"Listen, mate, um. I don't know what any of this has to do with me, so..." I said to him
"Why did you ask my mother about a woman named Freya? It happened to you, too, didn't it? You felt it."
"I don't know...I don't know what I felt." I point out
"Yes, you do. You felt love."
"That's impossible, because I don't know anything about this woman, I don't know...I don't know where she is. I don't even know if she exists. She's...she's an idea." I tell him, I had felt like I knew this woman but it's like trying to remember a dream.
"No, Mr. Hume, I can tell you exactly where and when you can find her." He said and I looked at him. I left him and had George drive me to the place Daniel told me this woman was at. I arrive at a stadium and spot Freya running up and down the steps of the aisles. She stops for a rest, and I approach her.
"Hi." She said sitting down, it was the doctor from the hospital after Charlie crashed the car into the water.
"Excuse me."
"Yeah." She said and took a drink from her bottle.
"Are you Freya?" I asked
"Uh, yes."
"Hello, I'm Desmond." I said to her holding out my hand.
"Uh, Hi." she said shaking my hand and suddenly I wake up back on the island in the solenoid room and the door opened.
"He's okay!" I heard the guy shout.
"Indeed he is! How are you, Desmond? How are you feeling?" Widmore asked me
"Fine. How long was I unconscious for?"
"Oh, no more than a few seconds." He said
"Will you help me up, please." I asked and Widmore helped me up
"I'm really sorry we had to do this to you, Desmond. But, as I told you, your talent is vital to our mission. So, if you just let me explain..."
"It's all right. I understand." I tell him
"What?"
"I said, I understand." I repeated, "You told me you brought me here to the island to do something very important."
"Yeah."
"When do we start?" I asked then Zoe and two of Widmore's lead me through the jungle.
"What happened to you?" Zoe asked me
"What do you mean?"
"What I mean is, twenty minutes ago you were beating the crap out of Widmore with an I.V. stand and, and now you're Mr. Cooperative." She said
"A lot can happen in twenty minutes."
"Sure can. That thing fried your brain." She told me.
"Did it?"
"Whatever, doesn't change that we're gonna..." She said but suddenly Sayid appears from the jungle and attacks and overcomes Widmore's men and points his gun at Zoe.
"Run." He said and she flees, "Desmond, I don't have time to explain, but these people are extremely dangerous. We need to go now."
"Aye, of course. Lead the way." I tell him
Flash sideways -
I wake up lying on the ground.
"Hello? You okay?" I hear Freya ask
"What happened?"
"Well, I shook your hand and then you fainted. I must have quite an effect on you." She said with a smile
"Aye, aye you must have."
"Have we met before?" She asked.
"I-I think we'd have remembered it, if we had."
"Yeah. Well, as long as you're sure you're all right." She said helping me up.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Hey, listen, um, would you like to go for a coffee?"
"What, now? I'm a sweaty mess." She said
"I just fainted in front of you. I'd say we're even."
"There's a coffee shop on the corner of Sweetzer and Melrose. I'll meet you there in an hour." She said
"Absolutely."
"Okay."
"Okay." She leaves, I smile and breath a sigh of relief the returned to the limo.
"So, did you find what you were looking for?" George asked me
"Yes, George, I did. Corner of Melrose and Sweetzer, please."
"You got it. And if there is anything else I can do for you, Mr. Hume, you just name it." He said to me and I thought about it.
"Actually, there is one thing, George. Can you get me the manifest for my flight from Sydney, Oceanic 815, just the names of the passengers?"
"Sure I can. Do you mind if I ask you what you need it for?" He asked.
"I just need to show them something."