Ana began to stir slightly and she rolled over when suddenly her body came into contact with something warm. Opening her eyes slowly she opened them to be greeted with a sleeping Jack. She furrowed her brow in confusion then the events from the night before came flooding back to her. Letting her guard down. Telling him everything. Her asking him to stay with her. She cringed at that last thought. Oh Ana what have you done she grumbled inwardly as she began to realize that his hand was on her waist. Usually she would have hit the guy, thrown him about and beat his ass but for some reason she wanted his hand to stay there. It felt comfortable, almost natural.
Outside she could hear the groans of other people as they too awoke from their slumbers and the hustle of the morning in the camp was beginning. She wondered whether she should wake Jack as he was usually the first to awaken in the mornings but she decided against it. So instead she just lay there next to him staring at his handsome face. After several long minutes he began to move slightly and with a low groan he opened his eyes. Straight away they fell onto the gorgeous latina and a smile tugged at his lips.
"Good morning" he asked kindly his body never moving. The closeness between them was too nice for him to pull away so he just stayed still. A small smile played at her lips. His voice was soothing and it comforted her deeply.
"Good morning" She replied back looking up at him. Jack smiled as his hand absentmindedly stroked small circles on her waist. The contact of his hand on her bare flesh sent shivers down her spine.
"How you doing this morning" Jack asked sweetly wondering if she was feeling better now that she had confided in someone about her past.
"You know what Doc" she began grinning at him, "You should be a psychiatrist" she laughed and so did he. "I feel better than I did" she continued as she looked up at him smiling widely. "Thanks again, I mean for staying last night, and for letting me talk to you about things, it means a lot" she said her voice softening. The hard edge that usually laced her voice was gone and now you would think that it was a completely different person talking.
"It's no problem Ana, you can talk to me about anything" he answered back brushing a stray strand of hair back form her face and tucking it behind her ear. Ana smiled at the movement and at the sincerity in his words. She knew he meant it. "I hear everyone else is up so I think maybe I should go out there" he said realizing that the other's were awake and would be wondering where he was. He didn't want to move. He wanted to stay there with Ana. But as leader as the group he knew that he had to go.
Ana nodded and turned out of his embrace the difference in warmth instantly noticeable. She propped herself up on her elbows and watched as he got to his feet ducking under the low roof of her shelter. Stopping he turned and looked at her. "You coming up with me" he said holding his hand out to help pull her up. She smiled at him and grabbed his hand and he pulled her up gently. Once on her feet she tugged her hand from his as not to get any unwanted attention. Though it was unavoidable. Slowly the two of them exited the shelter. As they began a slow walk across the beach and up to the hatch the two of them got several stares but neither of them cared they just spoke quietly conversing about what the day ahead would bring.
Ana was sat on the rocks on the far end of the beach watching as the tide swept in and out. The swishing and the steady rhythm of the water was slowly soothing her aching head. She thought this morning after revealing everything to Jack that she would feel better. But now reflecting back on it, it also kicked them right up to the surface of her mind. Constantly there playing over and over in her head like a broken film clip. And there was nothing to do. When she was the leader of the tail end survivors she always had something to think about. Survival. Getting everyone somewhere safely. But now there was none of that. Only the hours and hours of reliving the past that she so greatly wanted to forget. Everything was quiet and peaceful when suddenly a deep southern accent filtered into her ears.
"So Rambina you and Jack huh" Sawyer laughed loudly his back resting up against a nearby tree. Ana-Lucia just grimaced at him and completely ignored the comment when she knew there was no her and Jack. Was there?.
"Oh come on you ain't telling me that you and Jack ain't got something going on, he crawls out of your tent this morning" Sawyer laughed again walking forward smugly. Hearing him get closer she jumped up to her feet and turned to face him her face twisting into one of annoyance.
"No we don't cowboy now why don't you go crawl back into that ditch you came from" She answered back spitting every word nastily. This just made Sawyer laugh harder.
"Well seems as you and Jack ain't got anything going on I'd say that this could be my chance, let's just say I still ain't had you back after you stole my gun a few weeks back have I muchacha" he said his voice getting slightly angrier. The conman hated to be conned. And he had been big time. And especially as it was by a woman.
"Ah so this is what it's all about, you're just pissed off because I tucked you up big time hot shot" she said back knowing that the little stunt she pulled would come back and bite her in the ass.
"I tried to be a gentleman about it, I waited until I knew you were fully healed, if you've got enough strength to play about with Jack then surely you could with me to" he said as he snaked closer to her.
"You're disgusting, drop dead Sawyer" Ana spat sickened by his advances. She never thought he would stoop that low just to get something back. But who was she to judge. She had done exactly the same thing. She turned to walk away from him but was stopped when his big hand gripped her arm tightly.
"Nah we aint finished her Rambina, you owe me" he growled angry that he was not getting his own way. Ana looked down at her arm and then back to him.
"Yes we are" she said and with that she swung her fist round right into his jaw sending him spiraling backwards in pain. He put his hand to his face and could feel the blood seep from his lip. A smug smile came on his face glad that he got a reaction out of her.
"I know you like it rough Lucy but I didn't know that much" he answered back and jumped forward at her. He didn't like hitting women. But when they owed him something, and Ana weren't helpless like some were then all those morals that he knew were there somewhere flew straight out the window.
The force of his body hitting into her's sent them both tumbling across the rocks. Ana managed to flip them over so that she was now straddling his waist and punched him hard across the face again. But as soon as she got her's in he sent one straight back and she flew off of him hitting the rocky floor hard. Quickly he pounced onto her and took a fistful of her hair before throwing another punch across her tanned face. Ana ignored the pain in her face and kneed him hard in the abdomen. His grip on her released and she used this to knock him off her with a firm headbutt.
Jack was walking over to where he had last seen Ana. Hundreds of thoughts were flying through his mind. She's been through a lot, no wonder she can be so cold he thought always knowing that there was a real reason behind her aggression. Suddenly he heard a loud cry of anger nearby and his head instantly whipped up. Looking forward not that far away he saw Ana and Sawyer fighting viciously. Before he even had time to think about what was happening he bolted towards the two.
Just as Ana got to her feet Sawyer jumped from the floor and rugby tackled her hard in the side sending the two of them once more flying onto the hard floor beneath them. Sawyer climbed on top of Ana and smashed his hand into her face. Ana swung her arm up again and her punch hit him hard in the ribs. She threw another body shot and at that punch she heard a sharp crack and Sawyer winced immediately. Ana sent another one at him but he did the same time and his fist hit her hard in the stomach winding her slightly. Sh could feel blood running down the side of her face and the sickly copper taste filled her mouth. Sawyer looked equally as bad with blood spilling from his mouth and nose. He pulled his hand back to strike again when suddenly he was ripped off of her and thrown to the side.
"What the hell are you playing at Sawyer" Jack spat nastily as he sent a death glare at Sawyer. Sawyer just smirked at him. Jack turned away from the blonde and looked down at Ana who was slowly getting to her feet. He held his hand out for her to grab but she ignored it and got to her feet herself. That's my girl he thought happily as she clambered to her feet sending a death glare of her own at him. If looks could kill then Sawyer would be dead ten times over by now.
"I was just defending myself from Rambina here, she's a loose cannon" Sawyer smirked as he wiped the blood off his chin with the back of his hand. Jack just narrowed his eyes at him before turning to look at Ana-Lucia.
"Come on let's get you cleaned up" he said softly as he strode away from Sawyer, Ana-Lucia right next to him.
"I could have handled him you know" Ana said her voice bitter. She wanted to rip Sawyer's head off, and she could have right there and then if Jack hadn't come trying to be the hero.
"Maybe you could have but I'm telling you do you really think I could stand by and watch it as he hit you, I know you gave as good as you get but I wouldn't forgive myself if it had gotten really serious and something had happened to you" he said his voice getting slightly angrier at the fact she didn't care what happened to her or how he felt about it. Ana didn't answer him and pondered over his words. I'd never forgive myself if it had gotten serious and something would have happened to you. Surely that means something. There has to be more to that comment then Jack was letting on.
"Come on let me patch you up" he said and slung one arm over her shoulder pulling her closer. He knew it was her independence speaking and that one of the reasons that drew him towards her.
"Okay and where else are you hurting" Jack asked as he prodded at the young woman's head. In front of him were his kit to stitch the gash on her head up.
"My stomach I think he's bruised my ribs" she grumbled through gritted teeth and Jack grabbed the hem of her top and lifted it upwards. When he did he came face to face with and angry black bruise on her stomach. His blood boiled at the fact that Sawyer had done this. That he had hurt his girl. He pressed on it lightly and Ana winced in pain.
"Yeah he has, it's not broken but that is gonna hurt for a few days" Jack reassured as he pulled her top back down and looked up at her face. The side of her lip was blue and swollen and dried blood ran down her chin. Picking up a warm damp cloth he gently wiped the blood away off of her lip and carefully over the cut on her head. Once he had cleaned her up he picked up the needle and thread and began to stitch up her head. She didn't flinch at the feeling of the needle going in and out of her skin slowly.
"So care to tell me what you two were fighting about" he asked as he kept his eyes focused on the stitching trying to ignore her beauty for a few minutes.
"He still hasn't dropped it that I got his gun off of him and wanted to get me to sleep with him as payment" she growled as she rubbed her stomach gingerly.
"And he jumped on you to try and force you" Jack said stopping what he was doing the rage boiling in his blood. How dare he try anything on her.
"No I threw the first punch, he was being persistent and we just ended up fighting" Ana replied her head tilting highly. She didn't take crap from no one. Not even a man. She could hold her own no matter what.
Jack sighed in relief. Thank god for that.
"There we are, all done" he said as he put down his needle and thread. She smiled at him as widely as she could with her split lip. He grinned back and his hand fell to her thigh giving her a reassuring pat.
"Thank god for that, but I'm warning you if Sawyer starts again then I won't be held responsible for my actions got it" she said her voice dead serious all of a sudden. And Jack knew that she wasn't lying. He knew exactly that Ana would not hesitate to kill the conman if things went to far.
"Okay, okay" he shrugged not daring to argue with her. "Let's go to your shelter shall we" Jack said and Ana just nodded and the two set off out of the hatch and down towards Ana's shelter on the edge of camp. Just as the two got down to the beach Kate suddenly stopped Jack. Her gaze flicked between the doctor and the Latina. Her eyes narrowed as she looked at Ana.
"Jack could you take a look at Sawyer please" she said not taking a second glance at her new competition.
"Ha I knew I beat his ass" Ana said smugly as she crossed both arms across her chest and her head went back in laughter. Jack just looked at her and a small smile was playing on his lips as he watched the girls reaction.
"Just make sure he's okay will you, he's down by his shelter I'll bring him up to here now" Kate said in a huff and she turned and stormed off towards where Sawyer's makeshift shelter was.
"I'm pretty tired I'm gonna head down yeah" Ana said as she began to slowly walk away from Jack. Jack caught her arm and turned her around to face him.
"I'll be down as soon as I can okay" Jack said smiling at her. He begrudged Kate for making him see to Sawyer. He wanted to leave him suffer for what he did to Ana but knew that it would do no good to the camp for the rift between them to get any bigger.
"I don't need a babysitter Jack" she laughed as she continued onwards towards her shelter. Jack just watched her go this time his eyes filling with hurt slightly. But that soon turned to anger when he saw Sawyer approaching form his other side. He just glared at the blonde headed man and stalked back into the hatch Kate and Sawyer close behind him.
Ana was sat in her shelter. Jack had been gone an hour now and she wondered what exactly was going on up in the shelter. After Jack had stayed with her the night before it didn't feel right being alone in the makeshift tent. She had time to think. Too much time to think about everything she had ever done wrong. Suddenly all the things she wanted to keep away, keep at bay were hitting the fore front of her mind. She dropped her head into her hands as if to squeeze out what was going through it.
The most prominent one was Shannon's death. It was an accident. She would never kill an innocent person. Why can't they see that, why can't they see that she had never meant to hurt her, never meant to kill her. Those few minutes of her life haunted her every night and every morning. Everytime someone looked at her she knew they looked at her as a murderer, as a killer. It was bad enough when her mother looked at her like that when she discovered that it was her who had killed Jason. That was hard enough. But when you're fighting to survive on an unknown island and no one will even listen to you, then the hurt hit's harder.
She thought her self imposed isolation would help everyone. And it did help the other's in the camp. But not her. Her loneliness had began to really make her think about her life, to reflect on it. Reflect on things she didn't want to.
The next one that sprung to the front of her mind was the night she had killed Jason. It had taken several shots of liquid courage but she did it. She punished him. He took her baby's life and she would do the same to him. Psychologically she knew how messed up she was. She faced it every day, but she never fought it. She knew it was a battle she would never win and the longer she stayed alive, the longer she stayed on this island then the worse that it would get. She knew at one point. She would go crazy. And that thought frightened her. If she died she wanted to go with some dignity. Not driven insane by the constant loneliness and the paranoia of an impending attack.
Bang. Bang. Bang. . . . . . . . . . Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang.
Every bullet she had shot into Jason reverberated through her mind. She shook her head trying to shake the image of his brain's spattering all out of his head as she pumped bullet after bullet into him. She didn't feel guilty about what she had done. He had it coming. He deserved the pain that he went through, the suffering, he paid the price. Karma's a bitch she thought to herself as she finally lifted her head once more.
She felt warm liquid slide down her face and she realized that she was crying. It wasn't the loud hysterical crying, it was just everything coming from her. Slipping out in it's own way. She felt relieved that she as crying. Because it showed her that she was still human. Even after everything she had done, she could still feel something. Anything.
All of a sudden it felt as if the shelter was starting to close around her and she jumped out of it quickly sucking in deep breaths. Looking around she noticed that the sun had set and found herself absent mindedly heading towards the shore. She walked into the ocean the water washing up around her ankles.
Do it now, go with some dignity she screamed as she watched the swirling ocean around her. No don't, think about Jack, you'll be fine with him at your side another voice screamed at her. Ana just stared out at the horizon. And as she did this she felt something pull her forward and slowly she made her way further into the sea.
You shouldn't be here, why should a monster like me still be alive when those innocent kids were taken and Shannon was dead, someone who deserved to live. Someone who had only done good form what she had heard.
She had never ever thought that she of all people would even contemplate suicide as she waded deeper and deeper into the topaz blue sea. Her mind was going into over drive and her heart thudded hard against her chest as the reality of what she was about to do kicked in. She was always so strong, so brave and with stood anything life could have thrown at her. But the last two years had taken it's toll on her and she knew she was just the shell of the woman she once was. She wasn't the brave girl, the one who withstood every storm. She was the broken and messed up remainder.
The water was now even further up to her shoulder's and some splashes of water went into her mouth the saltiness tingling her tastebuds. And with one last look around her she plunged herself deep under the water swimming further into the sea.
So what will happen next, everything has hitten her now. Will she live or will she die. Review if you liked guys.