AN: I have a good reason this time, for not updating that is. I have been in bed for three days and just emerged from under the pile of blankets I've been buried under. No, it wasn't the fun kind of being in bed for three days. It was more like the "kill me now" kind. But I'm better now. At least better than the thing I was yesterday LOL
Walkabout
Right behind you, Jackass. The southerner's scorn-filled drawl bounces off his back and he tries to shake it off. None of his interactions with Sawyer have been affable so far and this can go down with the others. He felt him approaching closely behind him as he slowly approached the inside of the fuselage. Sawyer's been rude and abrasive and uncooperative the last five days and for some reason he reminded Jack of those guys at bars who hogged the pool table closest to the ladies room. But then, right then with careful footsteps following his, his steady breathing matching his, and with the same purpose at heart, he knew he wanted him there. Because you're about the closest thing I've got to a friend, Doc.
AN2: I wanted to go with some Jack/Claire for this one (also could have gone with Jack/Kate obviously) but for some reason, the Jawyer won over. And who doesn't love some Jawyer?