You Could be Happy
Damn.
She had fallen asleep on his shoulder. For once, he had gone out of his way to care, and she had fallen asleep on his damn shoulder.
He had been scaling the shores, looking for a spot he could claim for himself. For the first time in a few days, he was going to allow himself to think about her. Now that the funky time traveling bonanza had finally subsided, he immediately wondered where she could have gone. Was she finally happy now that she was safe, away from this madness?
Yes, he had chosen to be the hero. But now, he was wondering if he had made a mistake. His eyes had scanned her face before he jumped. She wasn't happy.
But he knew, deep down, that she would never be happy with him. He had nothing left to get back to in the "real world." He would have no way of supporting her. And Freckles…well…she would run.
"You run, I con."
"Tiger don't change its stripes."
Then, perhaps, he had never intended to leave the island at all. It was the only place he had been somebody; the only place that people noticed him, even if he was the infamous snide, wiseass Sawyer. He was somebody.
She could…would be happy with the Doc. That's how the story would end, wrapped up nicely. Happy ever freakin' after.
But no matter how much he tried to tell himself that it was over, the he and Freckles would never work, he knew he still loved her. Still wanted her.
And hell if he hadn't wanted her to jump in after him.
He had wanted to sit here alone with those thoughts, not with some equally snarky Barbie doll.
When he had first seen her, sitting on the beach, he had half a mind to leave her there. But something about the way her eyes looked longingly at the ocean alarmed him.
He shook his head at the irony.
"Trust her? She's one of them!"
The Doc's hero complex had certainly rubbed off on him, and now Miss Damsel in Distress decided to take advantage of his kindness.
But he supposed that she had been through hell as well, so he'd let it slide for now. Besides, it almost felt…nice, just sitting here like this, without impending danger or crises to solve. He smiled.
Sure, Freckles could be happy. But then again, so could he.
It was nearly an hour later when he pulled her legs out of the water, lifted her body into his arms, and headed back for Dharmaville, her face still pressed against the crook of his neck.
Hello again! I was bored, and decided to write another one! I love Sawyer so much, and not in that fangirlish way, I love his character and how he's developed. And though I am not a Skater, I have to admit that Kate changed him. So I had to write a chapter semi-devoted to her. All credit for the song "You Could be Happy" goes to Snow Patrol! I think the next one will be inspired by the song "Banana Pancakes" by Jack Johnson. Once again, let me knew what you think!