Wrong Detour
Summary: They were driving to her grandfather's funeral only to happen upon a detour halfway to Maine. What happens when one of them wakes up in a car that's hanging off of a cliff and the other one is missing.
A/N: Hey everyone this is my first LOST story and I'm proud of it. Takes place three years before the first episode.
Chapter 2: Can't Be Happening
" Uhn..." A moan shattered the peaceful darkness surrounding. A figure slowly shifted off the dash. " B..Boone?" The figure called out disoriented towards the other side of the car. The figure reached up and pulled down the visor, opening the little mirror attachment only to be blinded with light. " Shit? Dammit that hurts!" After being able to adjust to the light the figure looked into the mirror to notice that blond was mixed with a tinge of red due to a head wound on her right temple.
Using the light from the mirror attachment Shannon looked for the other supposed passenger of the car, though the dim light only covered somewhat of an area in the car. " Boone?" Shannon's voice rang out. She squinted her eyes, looking around in the dim lighting for any sign of him, but found none that she could see. " Boone, where are you?" She whispered, now moving around in the car so she could search the backseats of the car.
CREAK... SCREECH...
Shannon heard what sounded like something metal shifting against something and then it was as if something scratched their nails upon a chalkboard. She didn't like the sounds. She didn't like them at all.
ERRRRRRT
Suddenly the car started tilting towards the right, causing Shannon to scream out in protest and finally realize that the sounds of shifting metal were coming from the car. She slowly crawled into the backseat, taking note that Boone was not back there and unlocked the door quickly. She heard another shift of metal coming from the car and threw open the door just in time to jump out before the car tumbled over the side of the cliff.
She just stares at the place where the car had just been and then screamed. She screams out her shock, her frustration, her worry, and her anger? Shannon stopped screaming, she's surprised by the fact that she is angry. Angry at what? Was she angry that she got Boone and herself lost. Was she angry about the fact that Boone refused to turn back around when she suggested. Was she angry that now she was alone and Boone was no where to be found? Angry... No! No, she wasn't angry. She was scared. Scared beyond belief. She was by herself, on a cliff, alone and it was quiet. Too quiet.
She started to get antsy. She had to move. She had to get away from there. She was out in the open, who knew what could get her when she was by herself. " Boone!" She screamed out, terrified. " Boone!" She screamed out his name again, but he didn't come. He always came when she called. She was getting worried. She started letting her mind wander as she started to get up. What if he was hurt? What if... what if he had been taken? But by who is the million dollar question?
She stood before the heavily wooded forest and decided she had to move now or she would never move away from the cliff. She only hoped she would find a highway filled with cars that were able to help her soon enough.
The only question she forgot to ask herself was, how the hell did she get on that cliff?
A/N: Thanks for reading chapter two. Chapter 3 will be out very soon, writing it right now. Review!
-Fiona12690