The Prisoner (Part/3)
Recap: "Do you think he's innocent?" Lucy asked.
John looked at her quizzically.
"I'm not sure, define innocence"
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.
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She took a long deep breath to prepare herself. Her mind was racing. The pros and cons of her opening the door were running through her brain. She glanced behind her, all was clear. She opened the door. Henry smiled at her.
"Two visits in one day, I am popular" He smirked
Her stomach clenched. She really wished that she had armed herself with something.
"Can I help you with something?" He asked her.
She didn't answer, instead she propped herself up against the wall.
There were many things she wanted to ask him, many questions to which she wanted answers. She stared into his eyes.
"Who are you, I mean really?"
Henry blinked at her.
"I told you"
"No, you told Jack, Locke and Sayid" She answered "You haven't told me anything, they told me!"
He raised an eyebrow at her quizzically.
"You know who I am"
"Okay, if you don't want to answer that question, answer this; why did you come here?"
"You think I wanted to come here, I was caught in a trap set by that woman, if you could call her that"
"Well okay, you didn't want to come here, well then…how'd you get caught if you weren't coming here?" Lucy gave Henry a smug grin.
Henry glared at her.
"You're smarter than you look…"
"Or that you'd give me credit for ordinarily!" Lucy finished "So tell me the truth, who are you?"
"I don't have to answer that"
"Well if you won't tell me, maybe you'll tell…"
"You don't understand" He replied desperately "You…You don't understand"
"Understand what?"
"You have no idea what will…" He trailed off
She watched him carefully.
"What are you talking about?"
She heard a noise, she twisted around to investigate. It was Jack and John arguing.
"So you just left her with him" She heard Jack say.
"He's locked in he can't get to her" John replied
Lucy looked at Henry. His innocent face didn't look so innocent in this new light. She grabbed the door and closed it.
She dived for the sofa. Jack and John rounded the corner and looked at her.
"Hey, what's going on?" Lucy asked
"Nothing" Jack said "How's Henry?"
"I don't know, haven't heard anything from him" Lucy replied "He's been just as quiet as always"
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"Why do you always have to question me?" Shouted Alex, Lucy's fiancée
"Because I know you're lying to me, she sent me this letter" Lucy bellowed back, standing in the kitchen doorway, waving a piece of paper at him. "Read it" She shouted.
"I don't need to read it, it's bollocks" He roared "I thought you knew me by now"
"I forgave you last time how many more times am I supposed to let you walk all over me?" Lucy cried as tears prickled down her cheeks. "You know what it says, she tells me how much it hurts her when you leave her arms to come home to mine!"
"She's talking rubbish, Lucy, darling look at me?"
"Don't bother, I'm sick of this"
"I don't even remember it, it was only once and it meant nothing" Alex muttered as he put his arm around her shoulders, she shrugged him off.
"Don't touch me"
"Honey, please, listen"
"Listen to more bollocks?" Lucy hissed "It's over, you can call it off"
"Don't do this" He shouted throwing his phone at her "We can fix this, we've just got to try"
"I'm sick of trying, I'm leaving"
"You're not going anywhere" He growled grabbing her by the arm.
Lucy spun and slapped him had across the face. His head swivelled.
He punched her hard in the face, she hit the floor. Holding her face she sat up. Picking up her bag and her cell phone; ran for the door.
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Lucy woke up in a cold sweat. The images of her past relived flashed through her brain, it reminded her how much she hated liars. She heard the sounds of other people talking outside her shelter. She got up and pulled her shirt on, and a pair of fresh jeans. Ana-Lucia walked straight past her to talk to Sayid and Charlie.
"Hey" Lucy shouted to her.
Ana turned to face her.
"Oh, hey, what's up?"
"Not a lot, you?" Lucy asked.
"Er… I just had an interesting conversation with Henry"
"Really, what about?"
"A map" Ana said with a smile "A map to his air balloon"
"So you're going to check it out?" Lucy asked "Are you taking anyone with you?"
"I was going to ask Sayid, but you can come if you want"
"Okay"
"But you've got to be ready to leave in half an hour" Ana told her.
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Jack pulled open the door of Henry's prison. The small man was a reading a book.
"How is it?" Jack enquired
"Men reject their prophets and slay them, but they love their Martyrs and honour those whom they have slain" Said Henry in way of reply "So what's the difference between a martyr and a prophet?"
"Either way it sounds like you end up dead"
"That's the spirit" Smiled Henry, nervously
"In the mood for some breakfast?" Jack asked, trying to steer the conversation to a more comfortable point.
Jack showed Henry outside, to a table. In front of Henry, had been placed a bowl and some cereal.
"Cereal?" Henry said is awe "Wow, where'd you guys get cereal?"
John sat down opposite to Henry.
"It was down here all along" John told him "The pantry's full of food"
"How old is it?" Henry enquired
Jack and John didn't answer.
"You guys don't know much, huh?" Henry said "I mean, I'd be asking all kinds of questions about the stuff down here; you guys don't even seem that curious"
"Do you want the cereal or don't you?" Jack asked agitated
"This must be my reward for good behaviour, huh?" Henry said, satisfied "I guess I earned myself some good will, for finally drawing that map for Ana"
Locke raised an eyebrow at Henry.
"What map?"
"To my balloon" Said Henry
Jack and John exchanged horrified glances.
"Did you…"
"No" John interrupted.
Henry raised his eyebrows.
"Wow, you guys have some real trust issues, don't you" Henry said, sounding almost happy "Guess it makes sense she didn't tell you, I mean, with you two fighting all the time"
Henry began to eat some cereal.
"Of course if I was one of them…these people that you seem to think are your enemies…what would I do?" Henry continued "Well there'd be no balloon, so I'd draw a map to a real secluded place like a cave or some under bush…good place for a trap…an ambush; and when your friends got there a bunch of my people would be waiting for them, then they'd use them to trade for me"
Henry watched the effects of these words on John and Jack's faces.
"Good thing I'm not one of them, huh?" Henry added "You guys got any milk?"