Chapter 10

Sawyer woke to the sound of sea gulls calling. He could hear the water lapping off the sides of the boat, the cool sea breaze hitting his face. Had he fallen asleep? He hoped Jack had managed to stay awake, for the girls sake. Opening his eyes he realised he was no longer on the boat. He was on a beach. The water wasn't lapping off the sides of the boat, it was lapping off the shore. The golden sand glistened underneath him. He could taste it, along with the sickening salt sea swallowed deep down his throat. Where was he? What had happened to the others? What was Ed up to? He guessed he had been put back on the island, anger souring up inside of him. He let his head drop back to the sand as he growled out his frustration. His face red from the sun aswel as the anger. Pushing his anger to a different part of his brain, he raised to his hands and knees before using his hands to push himself up onto his feet. He felt dizzy. Had Ed knocked him out with something? He couldn't remember. He only knew one thing for sure now, he wasn't on their island. Buildings cluttered the road that had invaded the sand, he was home.

Wobling forwards he headed towards the road.

"Are you alright mister?" A teenage girl approached him, worried by his state of dizzyness. He looked at her like she was crazy.

"I'm just fine and dan'y. Why would you care anyway?" His head now tiltet to the side, waiting for an answer. The girl looked at him in concern. She was determined to help the man in front of her.

"I'm training to become a doctor. You just look like you need help. Let me take you to the hospital." Sawyer pulled back out of her reach, wobling slightly on his unsturdy legs.

"I aint going nowhere sweatheart. Need to find my friends." The girl frowned before replying.

"Friends. What they look like? Where they the ones found by Jensen beach this morning?" Sawyer's head shot up.

"There were people found? Was one o' them a girl. Bout so high, latina, dark hair? Was she okay?" If Ana had been found, he wanted to go to her, as fast as possible.

"I'm not sure mister. They were all taken to the hospital though. Let me take you there. I can get someone to check your okay and then you might find your friends there okay?" The southerner sighed, running his hand through his hair before surrendering to the girl. He followed her towards her car, parked neatly on the edge of the beach, before slipping down into the passenger seat.

"So Jensen beach right. Where are we then? We near there?" The girl glanced over at him as she pulled out onto the road.

"Your not from here then huh? This here would be West Palm beach, Miami, Florida. Jensen beach isn't too far from here, and the hospital's close too. We'll be there in no time." The girl took a long breath in. Clicked on the indicater, stopping on the corner for a brief moment before turning to her left, inland.

"So mister. Where you from?" Sawyer looked at her in anger.

"Who cares where I'm from sweatheart. Just shut your mouth and drive faster, I gotta find me my girl."