This Episode's Song:

Hysteria by Muse

It's bugging me, grating me
And twisting me around
Yeah I'm endlessly caving in
And turning inside out

'Cause I want it now
I want it now
Give me your heart and your soul
And I'm breaking out
I'm breaking out
Last chance to lose control

Locke and the Key

Season Three

The air smelled faintly of smoke and sea sickness. Across from the boat, the fire with black smoke was burning strong. Sayid and Ewan were watching it as they ate breakfast. Sun and Jin were bickering behind them.

"I don't think Jack can see the signal fire," Sayid said suddenly.

Ewan was in the middle of chewing his Weetabix. He watched the fire curiously. "Why?" he asked with his mouthful. He ran his fingers through his messy, morning hair and blinked his bleary eyes again.

"Look at the hills. They may be blocking Jack from seeing the smoke," Sayid took a bite into his granola bar.

"So?" Ewan asked, "They know where to look for us."

"Perhaps we should build our fire elsewhere," Sayid stated as if he expected no questions.

"Jin says that he thinks we should go back," Sun suddenly said.

"Me too," Ewan slurped the milk off his spoon.

"We need to build the fire somewhere else. Jack is counting on us."

"Well what about the people at camp? They're counting on us to deliver the news," Ewan argued.

"Jin, Sun," Sayid ordered, "help me steer the boat towards shore."

Within a few hours, the boat had reached a mysterious dock. Sayid had claimed it was abandoned so, the four of them climbed ashore. They had begun preparations for a fire, which Ewan was reluctantly gathering logs for. He raced to follow Sun into the woods. "I heard you today," he said. "You were sick."

Sun turned around and smiled.

"I just wanted to make sure you were alright."

Sun nodded and continued to walk. She reached down and picked up a few small logs. "Can you get this one?" she asked Ewan.

Ewan soon found himself carrying the heaviest piece of wood he had ever held. He grunted as he took a step forward and found the weight of the huge log absorbing into his feet. "Do you need help?" Sun asked as she realized she had taken the three lightest ones.

"No, no. I'm easy," Ewan winced with every movement.

Sun smiled and carried on deeper into the jungle. "Do you think Jack and Kate are alright?" she wondered aloud.

"They're fine," Ewan said one word at a time. "They're probably… returning home… like we should be."

"Home?" Sun smiled. Her eyes glimmered as she realized she had caught Ewan saying something he didn't mean to.

"Well--aww!" Ewan cried. Sun pivoted around and realized Ewan had dropped the log on his foot. "Get it off!" he squealed.

Sun bent down and struggled to lift it off.

"Thanks," Ewan collapsed on the ground as she finally got it. Sun sat in the grass alongside him. Ewan was laughing awkwardly between breaths at his own mistake.

"Were you too stubborn to ask for help?" Sun giggled.

"No, no," Ewan fibbed horribly. His face slowly grew pink and he bit his lip. "It just… slipped."

Sun laughed and Ewan edged closer to her. "It's so cold on this side of the island."

"Didn't you bring that jacket you found on the boat?"

"Yeah, but I left that at the beach."

Sun smiled uneasily as Ewan shifted so close that their thighs and shoulders were touching. "It is getting dark. We should go back."

"It's not that far," Ewan smiled over at her. "We could just stay here for awhile."

Sun abruptly stood up. "We're supposed to be helping them build a fire," she gathered her logs, "Jin will wonder where I went."

"Yeah, yeah, we should… yeah," Ewan rolled his eyes as he lifted up the heavy log and rested it on his shoulder like a boom box. The two of them began to hurry off in the direction of the beach.

"Sayid?" Ewan asked after Jin efficiently loaded the gun. "I think you should listen to him."

Jin glared angrily at the rest of the group. It was already unfair enough that the other three spoke English, but now they were excluding him from their plans? As much as his fist wanted to punch something, he held back. He would not act like that--not in front of his wife. He shoved the gun back into Sayid's fumbling hands and crossed his arms. English or not, the rest of them better learn to listen to him.

Sayid turned to the group, "Alright. I will tell you the truth. I built this fire so the others would come to us. I'm sure we can take them as long as we plan out an attack."

"How?" Sun asked.

"If we wait in the jungle at night, the others will arrive at our fire and discover no one is there. That is when we shoot." Ewan swallowed hard. Sayid turned to Sun and said, "I think you would be safer on the boat." Sun shot him a look. "If by chance they get past us, there's another gun. It's under the blue tarp on the table."

"If the others get past you, that means my husband is dead. I won't care anymore," Sun replied.

"As I said, the gun is under the blue tarp," Sayid said. Sun thought for a moment and then began to head off in the direction of the boat.

Ewan smiled stupidly. "I'll go with," he followed Sun at the heels.

"Come back here, Ewan," Sayid was shaking his head.

"I… uch," Ewan pivoted around. He disgustedly glared at an angry Sayid.

"You may go to the boat," Sayid replied, "But only to get the rifle hidden behind the cereal in the pantry. Then you will return here."

"Rifle?" Ewan's eyes widened.

"Go," Sayid ordered.

Ewan's hands searched clumsily for the gun hidden behind the cereal boxes. He pushed away the box of Wheetabix he had eaten from just this morning. His hands were shaking terribly as he knocked over the box of Corn Flakes. His trembling hands reached in and removed the rifle form the cabinet. Sun watched as he eyes the huge gun.

"Something wrong?" she asked as she noticed his pale face and shaky hands.

"I… Sun," Ewan looked her right in the eye as his hands still awkwardly lifted the rifle. "Sayid is asking me to… to shoot someone. I can't do that! …I only do that in movies."

Sun smiled at him, walked over, removed the gun and replaced it with her own hands. "I'm sure you will be fine, Ewan. You're a strong person."

"Strong?" Ewan giggled. He squeezed his hands tighter.

"Strong as in…" Sun struggled for the right word.

"I know what you mean," Ewan pulled her closer and leaned in. Luckily, he was returned by a quick brush of Sun's lips. He snickered and leaned in again. This time, Sun was a little more generous. Soon, Ewan had completely forgotten about the rifle.

"What took so long?" Sayid scolded as Ewan stomped back towards camp. He and Jin were waiting for him, arms crossed, just outside the jungle.

"Sun tried to teach me to load the rifle," Ewan forced a laugh. "I still don't get it."

"You told me you knew how to use a gun," Sayid stated as the three of them headed towards the jungle.

"Uh…" Ewan hesitated as he realized he had only said that when he thought Desmond was joining them. "Not a real gun…" If it hadn't been pitch-black, Sayid may have noticed how Ewan's cheeks flushed red.

Sayid sighed heavily as he ushered Ewan to the location where he would wait for the others. It was a very uncomfortable corner where he had to squeeze behind a tree so as the others would not be able to see him. Sayid tried to ignore Ewan as he groaned about how scratchy the tree bark was.

While the three of them waited for the others, Sayid whispered directions to Ewan about how to use the rifle. Ewan listened intently, but there was something shaky in his weary eyes that told Sayid he was not ready to obey. "Do you understand?" Sayid asked.

"Sure," Ewan's eyes darted off to the side.

Nearly all of his military training had taught him how to detect a liar. Inability to make eye contact and touching one's hands to the face were the two biggest give-a-ways that a liar could make. Sayid watched disappointedly as Ewan scratched the side of his nose with his thumb. He shook his head and turned back to his post.

About an hour had gone by and both Sayid and Jin were tired of hearing Ewan whinge about the cold. Jin had no idea what he was saying, but he was still mildly annoyed. Suddenly, Ewan stopped complaining mid-sentence and stared, astonished at the boat.

Jin and Sayid turned to see human-like shadows slinking across the Elizabeth. Only one thing meandered it's way into each of their minds--Sun. Jin and Sayid raced quickly across the beach followed shortly by Ewan. The boat began to speed away and Jin plummeted into the ocean. "Sun!" Ewan screeched. He followed behind Jin.

Ewan wrestled the waves with his arms and fought the stinging sensation of salt water in his eyes and mouth. He hurried to catch up with the boat. Jin, only a few strokes behind Ewan, cried out for his wife. This only propelled Ewan ever faster. "Sun, I'm coming!" his desperate Scottish accent rang through the otherwise silent night.

"Sun!" Jin screamed.

"Ewan? Jin?" Sun asked frantically. Ewan looked to his left. He could tell she was close by. Unfortunately, she was in Jin's direction. Jin's eyes lit up and they sparked him in Sun's direction. Furiously, Ewan followed behind him.

Sun and Jin reunited with a hug. Jin held Sun close to him in the water and asked her in Korean if she was alright. He kissed her gently on the cheek and Sun smiled wearily at him.

Ewan heatedly treaded water behind the couple. He was trying to catch his breath as he watched Jin and Sun happily hug and kiss. He was soaking wet, nearly frozen and his eyes could barely stay open. He felt a shiver spread across his body as he decided it was time to head in. Under his breath, he cursed at Jin and his cheerful wife, hoping that Sun hadn't learned that much English. Then he swam in towards Sayid who was waiting, hands folded to keep warm.

It's been a long time, people! Season Three is finally back! I wasn't sure if I should start an entirely new story or just keep going on this one... seeing as Locke is kinda out and Desmond and Sun are kinda in... but oh well.

So yeah, I was extreemly bored this summer without LOST and in turn with out this story. So I made a preview for this Season over the summer. I don't know if your allowed to post links in stories, so I'll just tell you how to get to it. Go to youtube and search for "Ewan mcgregor locke key lost" any of those keywords. I'm pretty sure the commecrial is called "Locke and the Key".

Oh, yes. And also, I'm going to take out the last bit in chapter nine about Hurley showing up at the end. I was almost positive that was what would happen after the season finale. I was wrong. GRRRR...

Anyways, I know this is quite long but I hope you all enjoyed every word on this page. I can't wait for next week of LOST. Did you see what my Desmond was WEARING?

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