Author's Note: Sorry for the delay, work has been busy and i am so tired when i get home from trying to look like i am working lol. Umm...so yeah this chapter is just more conversation stuff mainly, oh and SOMEONE NEW oh and SAWYER NAKED! so yeah, all in all, i like it. Review please :P oh i hope everyone got their review reply thingies, oh and thankyou all so much, you lovely, lovely people.

Chapter 13

I frown.

We have been trudging through the jungle for almost an hour in complete silence. It unnerves me a little, because Sawyer is never quiet. Even in his sleep the man makes noise. I look behind me to check if he is even there, and I am surprised to see that he is glaring again. The man is as temperamental as a pregnant woman sometimes.

I turn back and see that Desmond is quite a bit ahead now so I jog a little to catch up. He looks at me with a raised eyebrow. "So?"

"So…" I shrug.

"So you and your boyfriend are havin' a bit of a tiff are ya?" he asks with a slight smile.

"Sawyer isn't my boyfriend. He's not even my friend! He's just some guy who I almost killed three days ago because I thought he was some…monster or something." I explain as if it is completely logical.

"Oh…right. Well, why are ya fighting?" he inquires.

"We're not fighting. I just don't want to talk to him right now."

Desmond laughs. "So you're fighting then. God, why do women do that? 'we're not fighting, I'm just locking him out of the house and getting a divorce.' I say you're all nutters."

I raise an eyebrow. "Are you done? I think I might go talk to Sawyer after all." I make to turn around but Desmond grabs my shoulder.

"Hold on, I was just jokin'. I won't insult your gender anymore," He says with a sigh. "Besides…I've been alone for quite a while, and the toaster is a great listener, but not too good at conversation."

I laugh. "The kettle on the other hand..."

"Oh yeah, the kettle never shuts up, I can hardly get a word in," he says with a stern look on his face. We both laugh.

"So you really have all that stuff…a kettle and toaster and…"

"Yeah, and my favourite, the record player."

I stop in my tracks. "Wait…what did you say? You have…music?"

Desmond looks at me strangely. "Errr…yeah. Some of it's really bad, but there are some good records there. There's also a bunk bed and a whole store room of food."

My eyes are almost bulging out of their sockets. "Music…bed…food. It must be heaven." I sigh.

Desmond laughs at me. "You're a strange one…but you're better to talk to than the doctor, he's a real…well, asshole to be frank."

I furrow my brow. "I've never met the doctor, or anyone. You see, I've been on this island alone for the last few weeks until I found Sawyer three days ago. So I am even more confused than the both of you."

"Really? How did you end up away from all the others? The rest of the survivors."

I hesitate to reply. "I…I don't know. I've been trying to work that out myself. I just thought that they'd seen us lying on the beach and assumed we were dead, then packed up and headed off somewhere."

Desmond looks at me with a puzzled expression. "Us? You said 'us'."

"Oh…yeah. My friend…she, she didn't –actually, I don't really wanna talk about it." I lower my head to hide the sadness that I know is showing on my face.

"Right, sorry."

We continue to walk in uncomfortable silence for a while until I hear a noise.

"Do you hear that?" I ask Desmond.

"What?"

"That noise, that…hissing noise." I look around to try and find where the noise is coming from. If it is a snake then screw the record player, I am running like the wind.

"That's not hissing, that's water," Sawyer says, walking right past us.

"Water...how do you know?" I ask, trying to keep up with him.

"What? Oh now you'll talk to me?" he asks, glaring at me.

"Sawyer, please-"

"Oh don't mind me, I'm just some guy you almost killed…that's all."

"Well…what were you expecting? We aren't friends. We can barely stand each other, we don't trust each other and we argue a majority of the time. The only reason we are together is because we both want to stay alive, isn't it?"

Sawyer looks long and hard at me and there is something in his eyes that I cannot quite name. "Yeah…you're right."

He starts moving again and I follow with Desmond behind, a mere minute later he stops and I almost bump into him.

"Sawyer can you-" I stop abruptly when I see why he has stopped.

"Holy shite," Desmond says behind me, followed by a low whistle.

Sawyer was right, it was water. I am standing on the edge of what looks like a lagoon of sorts. There is a little cliff on the opposite side that has created a little waterfall. It really is quite beautiful, even if it is in the middle of this scary place.

"Oh my god water! Good one Sawyer, I didn't know you could…do that."

"Do what?" he asks defensively, ready for an argument.

"Be useful…but I see that I'm wrong."

"Well at least-wait...did you just say I was useful?" he asks with a smirk.

I roll my eyes "Make note of that Sawyer, I'm not saying it again."

He turns to Desmond "You hear that Scottie, she just said I was useful. That's about the only compliment I've ever heard her say." Desmond looks like he really doesn't care, and just looks at Sawyer quizzically.

"Is the water…safe? As in not full of man eating eels, cause I could really do with a bath."I say, looking at myself, dirt covering me with the odd patch of blood soaking my clothes.

"Well there's one way to find out girly, hows about you go take a bath while we watch from over here, then if an eel comes, we can come to your rescue," Sawyer says mischievously.

"Oh that's so sweet, you truly are a knight in shining armour, so noble and brave…and a pervert," I say sarcastically.

"Don't worry, I can't see anything, if you don't go too deep it should be alright," Desmond says. I smile at him "Thank you, it's nice to see some people can act maturely when needed." I look pointedly at Sawyer, who glares in return.

"Alright, you guys just…relax a bit back there while I get clean. When I'm done its all yours." I indicate behind an area that is thickly covered in shrubbery for them to wait, so that they don't see anything I don't want them to see.

"Aww, you're no fun." Sawyer says petulantly.

"Go!" I shoo the men away and wait a moment to make sure they are gone, once I hear quiet conversation coming from the shrubby area I start to undress. I keep my bra and undies on just in case, after all, it is Sawyer. I step into the water and relish in the soothing coolness of it. I step further out until I am submerged in water from my shoulders. I can practically feel the dirt and sweat and blood washing off me, and sink under the water to 'wash' my hair.

When I surface I hardly have enough time to register the figure to my right running towards me and cannon-balling into the water. I squeal and swim for the opposite direction, and to my pack which has the knife in it. I am halfway there when I sneak a look behind me and see a familiar face surface the water, and flick his long wet hair out of his face.

"Sawyer! What're you doing? I thought I said-"

"I heard a noise, thought I should check it out."

"By canon-balling into the water? Very subtle, you're quite the master of stealth," I say mockingly.

"Just making sure you weren't attacked by any snakes in the water, well, any snakes that you don't wanna be attacked by." He says, lerring at me, and I look down to realize I am now only waste deep in water, and wearing a rather semi-transparent bra. I gasp and cross my arms over my chest. "I'm warning you Sawyer, if your snake goes anywhere near me I'll rip it off with my bare hands."

He takes a step closer. "Ah but see, that would mean you'd have to uncross your arms…besides, I was just going to tell you about the little chat I had with my pal Desmond."

"Oh really?" I ask doubtfully.

"Yeah. So, we're talking, and I didn't really notice it at first, but he keeps looking away at something, then I come up to see what he's looking at…It was you." He finally has the decency to look me in the eyes.

"What?"

"He keeps looking at you while you swim around without a clue, and I say that you're not bad looking, and he went all 'I dunno what you're talking about', so anyway, later on he tells me about how he hasn't seen a woman for 3 years, and then I kinda feel sorry for the guy. So I accidently let it slip about you're little dream." The last sentence is said very quickly, so it takes me a moment to register.

"You what!"

"I'm sorry, but it's kinda good , I mean, he has a thing for you, and you obviously have a thing for him-"

"I do not have a thing for him!" I yell.

"Well...I've seen the way you look at him, you like him. You're always laughing and flirting with him, it's disgusting really."

Something in my mind clicks. "oh wow, déjà vu there."

"Huh?"

"Déjà vu, you said that in my…oh, nothing."

"I never said that before…unless…" realization dawns on his face and I lower my head to hide the embarrassment.

"I was in your dream too, with you and…and him? What was I doing there?"

My head snaps up."Oh just being an idiot, really," My god, he is really daft sometimes, praise the lord. I try and change the subject. "Is that all you came to do? Try and freak me out and make false accusations just because you're a pervert."

"Oh it must be one of those dreams where everything is backwards, if I was being an idiot." He says, and I notice that Sawyer doesn't seem to be wearing any clothing.

"Sawyer, are you naked!" I ask, astonished.

"Maybe, maybe not." He turns and walks away, and slowly the water level lowers and I see that he certainly is not wearing any clothes, if his exposed bum is any indication.

"Oh my god! Give a girl a warning would you?" I say as I avert my eyes.

"Well just so you know, I have no problem with you running around naked without a warning. In fact, I encourage it." I turn and thankfully Sawyer has put his pants on. He shakes his head like a dog does, and doesn't even bother to put his shirt on, just saunters off with a smirk. I must admit, he does have a rather nice bottom.

I wait a moment to get out of the water, and realize that I forgot to get a towel.

"Dammit!" I huff and pull out a t-shirt, as I am bending down to put on my jeans I hear a rustle of leaves. Something emerges from the bushes.

I shriek.

"Dude!" a voice that isn't Sawyer or Desmond says.

A/N: Yeah i know i said it before, but please review, it makes me wanna write more quicker...i'm not sure if that is a good thing though lol. Oh yey im nearly up to 100! thanks so much!