Part 7
Jack was playing doctor again, stitching up his arm, adding a bandage to it. Sawyer did not look happy.
"Gotta tell ya something doc." Jack's eyes raised to meet Sawyer's, as if telling him to go on.
"Rambina, split her stitches open."
"How do you know?" Dare he even ask?
"When that other attacked us. Must have happened when she fell to the ground."
"I'll see to her in a minute, Sawyer." There was a commotion in the other room. It sounded sort of struggle, a few screams followed. Jack darted up, into the other room Sawyer close on his heels. Five "others" stood in the room. One was restraining Kate, another restraining sayid and one restraining Ana, the other two (one of which was Ben) just pointing guns around. Sawyer's eyes expanded.
"Unhand her now!"
"Oh, I think this one likes her, Ben."
"Shut up, keith. Now listen and listen carefully." He raised the gun to Ana's head.
"Try anything, and I'll kill her." Sawyer's hand reached for his gun, neatly tucked in the back of his jeans.
"Drop the gun, Sawyer." His eye's met Ana's, if he didn;t they would kill her, he couldn't let taht happen.
"Don't you dare." Ben looked at her, slightly surprised. She would risk her life for the southerner, he hadn't expect this.
"Oh is that the way we are going to play, Ana? Maybe you don't care about your own life." He lowered the gun from her head, however he didn't put it down. The gun now pointed in the direction of her stomach.
"What the heck you doin' Ben?" His head slightly cocked, his dimples nowhere in sight, only anger in his eyes.
"Oh so you don't know yet. I'm guessing it's your's aswell Sawyer." Suddenly Ana clicked on.
"Your wrong, it's not possible. Besides even if you were right, there is no way possible for you to know."
"Is that a risk your willing to take Ana? Do you want to lose another child?" Sawyer's eyes grew big. His grip on the gun loosened as the shock set in.
"Put the gun down Sawyer." Sorrow filled his eye's. He couldn't let them take her, but if he didn't she would die. His grip losened even more. The gun clattered to the ground.
"A very wise decision, Sawyer. Goodbye." The rest of the others, let go of their captives and began to back out, guns raised. Ben now restraining Ana, the gun still at her stomach. Her eye's still connected with Sawyer's until the last second. The second when the bag came down over her head.
"We gotta get to her doc. You know she'll die if we don't." Jack raised his gaze from the floor.
"They won't hurt her,Sawyer."
"Unless you forgot Jacko, she has a gunshot wound in her chest, and unless you forgot this too; the stitches just split open. They aren't gonna do nothin' to help her, and if we're not quick, she's just gonna go and bleed to death." A sudden shuffling noise emerged from the doorway.
"I have an idea."