The Prisoner (Part/2)
Recap: "You people are seriously paranoid" Henry replied
"You don't know what has happened to us" Lucy said
"That's true, I don't know you, but I know you can see what's wrong with this place and still you won't do anything to change it, you're lazy"
"I am not" She shouted
"You are, either that or you're a coward, afraid of a fight that might just give you people what you need, a proper leader" Henry argued "I don't see why you let the doctor call all the shots"
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Lucy was sat on a large grey rock facing the sea. She came there to think. She looked out at the vast ocean that disappeared on the horizon. This was beautiful tranquillity. Shame, she thought, that her mind wasn't as tranquil as this scene. What Henry had said to her played over in her mind. She had tried hard to think on something else, but the image of the small man looking up at her with eyes full of questioning made her doubt everything, that she had once been so sure of. Was she a coward? Was this island more a dictatorship than a democracy? Or was Henry one of them, trying to twist her mind? She had told herself many times over the entire evening that she wasn't going to let this get to her, he wasn't going to change her mind; but the more she thought, the more she knew he was right.
"Lucy"
She turned around, it was John.
"Oh, Hey John, what are you doing here?" She asked as she went to get up
"Jack's down the hatch, so I thought I'd come out and get some fresh air!" He replied, sitting next to her "So, what are you doing out here all alone, with a face like a wet weekend?"
"Oh nothing, just the usual, sitting here thinking about stuff!" Lucy muttered
"Mind if I join you?"
"No, go ahead" Lucy said, and John smiled.
"What's bothering you, and don't say nothing, because I can see there's something" John told her.
"It's nothing, I just miss home that's all" She murmured
"We all do some times" John said putting a comforting arm around her shoulders
"John, what do you think of Henry?"
"I don't know, he seems an odd fellow, but I can't really say" John replied
"Do you think he's innocent?" Lucy asked.
John looked at her quizzically.
"I'm not sure, define innocence"
"Do you think he's one of them?" Lucy questioned
They're eyes met.
"What's going on, Lucy?" John asked "You're not normally this curious, what's he said?"
"Nothing"
"Nothing's something, what's he said?"
"It's not important, it just made me question, if we're as civilised as we think" Lucy explained
John observed her, but her body language was unreadable.
"Do you think that locking him up in that little metal room is the right thing to do?" Lucy continued
John remained silent, questioning Sayid's actions.
"I think out here, with out any rules, our sense of right is twisted, I don't think we're good judges of what's right anymore" John replied
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"Can I talk to him…Henry?" Lucy requested
"I'm not sure that's a good idea, whatever he said to you last time has got you pretty worked up, I'm not sure a second visit is a …"
"Just to put my mind at rest and to clean his bandages?"
"I suppose, Lucy, but you get fifteen minutes, and that's all"
"But"
"Don't argue…you're not supposed to know about this at all, and if you keep disappearing, people are going to ask questions"
"Okay, fifteen minutes"
John opened the creaky slide door that belonged to the hatch armoury. Lucy stepped inside, the dark, dingy room that served as Henry's prison. The prisoner was lying on his bed, reading. As she entered, he sat up.
"What are you doing here?" He asked, looking confused "I didn't think I'd be seeing you again"
"I don't scare easily" Lucy replied shrugging
"I don't know if that's stupidity or bravery"
"Depends"
"On what?"
"If you're one of them or not"
"You people keep saying that, 'One of them' like I'd know what you are talking about, one of what?"
"Well, I could explain, but that would just leave me open to more criticism"
Henry raised an eyebrow.
"Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit"
"But did you know it's the highest form of intelligence?" Lucy asked "Plus sarcasm beats killing people"
"How would you know?"
"Well, I haven't killed you, have I?" Lucy replied
"Why are you here?"
"Because I need to change your bandages" Lucy informed him
She took off an old bandage soaked with blood. She pressed a tissue against the shoulder wound, and re-bandaged it.
"You're not going to get to me" Lucy said suddenly
"What?" Henry asked, stunned
"I know what you're trying to do and it's not going to happen, you're not going to get to me" Lucy informed him
Henry just looked at her with innocent blue eyes.
"I don't know what you mean"
"United we stand, divided we fall" Lucy replied "You want us to fight, you want us to doubt ourselves, because that gives you the advantage"
"I really don't know what you're talking about"
The door creaked open.
"Time, Lucy" John said
"Okay"
"Time for what?" Henry asked "What's going on?"
John looked down at the prisoner.
"Oh, it's the daily sacrifice to island, we're sacrificing Sayid today" Lucy joked "But he has a life line, if he dances well enough, he lives, if he fails, well…we burn him"
Henry eyes widened in horror. John laughed.
"C'mon Lucy"
"Okay, I'm out of here"
When she reached the other side of the door, her mind began to work over-time. Was Henry really innocent? Was she just paranoid? Was the island starting to get to her?
She sat on the couch in the hatch. She put her head in her hands.
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"Lucy, can you manage the button, for a while, I just need to go and see Jack" John asked "Will that be okay?"
"Yeah, sure"
She waited until John had closed the door, before she stood up. She glanced over at Henry's prison door. John would be gone a while she thought, that's why he needed someone to press the button, that might give her a little extra time with Henry. She glanced at the door again. He didn't seem the violent type and he probably wasn't dangerous, but having said that, they had all made the same mistake with Ethan. She knocked on the door, and entered the combination.