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The following day, Olivia awoke with a monster headache. The first thing she saw was Fitz' face hovering over hers.
"Liv, Liv, how are you feeling?" his voice was laced with worry and concern.
Olivia blinked a few times, a sliver of sunlight bathing her pupils. Everything seemed sort of fuzzy. "Wh-where?" words were coming slow, it was as if her mind was in state of fog.
"The plane crashed," he said, sorry to be the bearer of bad news. "You've been out most of the time. You've had your moments of lucidness but I could tell that it was as if you were not fully aware of what was going on."
She saw herself laying on a blanket and was vaguely aware of another blanket bunched up supporting her head like a pillow."I...I can't move!" she stammered in a state of panic, her brain in high gear now.
Fitz couldn't think of any reason why she would be paralyzed, as she had not appeared to have sustained any significant injuries. Except...
"Are you having any difficulty breathing?" he knelt beside her and studied her closely.
She took a deep breath. "No...I'm okay...I think," she replied after a moment.
"Calm down, Liv. I'm sure it's nothing." he stood up abruptly. "I'll be right back, let me get you some water..."
Out of the corner of her eye she caught some rays streaming through."NO, NO! don't leave me alone!" That's when Olivia realized that a makeshift tent draped over some tree branches was the only thing protecting her from the elements.
"It's gonna be okay,Liv" he began in a soothing voice. "There's other people here too...and there are some supplies to keep us until help comes," he continued in an optimistic tone. "The black box...I'm sure a rescue chopper will spot us, we just have to sit tight and stay calm."
Olivia thought she would have no trouble with the 'sit tight' part given her condition. It was the 'stay calm' part that would be troublesome.
Fitz turned his body in a certain way which caused him to wince.
"Fitz, you're hurt!" her eyes widened at the sight of his leg which had a bloody shirt wrapped around it in a knot. "How bad is it?"
"It's not as bad as it looks, trust me! You should see the others...far worse injuries! some have lost family members," he swallowed hard. "But the human spirit is remarkably resilient! We are made to survive even in the most extreme circumstances..."
"How many...are there?"
"Maybe 30...or 40.." He shrugged. "Let me go get you some water, maybe something to eat." his eyes softened when he look at her face, lost and vulnerable. "I would carry you if I could, believe me...but as it is, is hard enough to walk..."
"You need a doctor, it could get infected, you know..."
"One of the survivors is a doctor...he's got his hands full, though." he shook his head. "He's treating the most critically injured..."
"Fitz..." she tried to move her arm and reach out to him, but found to her horror that the only part of her body she could move was her head.
Noticing her struggle, Fitz was quick to state that he would be getting the doctor to see her as soon as possible. "Sorry, Liv, gotta go," he walked a few steps and then turned to face her. "I'm not going that far..."
As soon as he said that, they heard voices approaching.
"Hey, hey, I need some help over here!" Fitz called out.
A few feet away, there was young woman and an overweight (over 300 pound) man involved in some sort of discussion.
"What seems to be the problem?" the woman asked Fitz.
"My girlfriend here needs the doctor... have you seen him?" Girlfriend? he had no idea how that slip of the tongue came about.
"The doctor is by the wreckage," the overweight man said. "At least last time I saw him. Oh, and there is this guy hoarding supplies...he's sort of a jerk, but If I were you I would get over there and get what you can...before it's all gone!" he shrugged. "I'm Hurley, by the way,"
Fitz nodded. "I'm fitz..." he gazed at Olivia. "And this is Liv. She can't move but has no visible injuries."
Hurley and the woman turned to Olivia with a half smile as a way of a greeting.
"I'm Kate," the woman said.
"Kate," Fitz started with an urgent tone, "Would you stay with Liv while I'm gone?"
Kate shrugged "Sure."
Olivia opened her mouth to speak but then changed her mind. At once, she recognized Kate from the plane...she was the prisoner that had been sitting next to the marshal in handcuffs.
After reassuring Olivia one more time that he would be coming back as soon as possible, Fitz headed out towards the plane wreckage in the company of Hurley. As he walked away, he could no longer ignore the possibility of a spinal injury. It's the only thing that made sense really, after the way he'd found her after the crash, laying on her back in a field of greenery many feet away from the wreckage. Yet, for the longest time he'd refused to entertain the thought, staying mostly by her side, not wanting for her to wake up and find herself alone.
He strode along the dry sand in a brisk pace in spite of the acute pain in his lower leg, all he could think about was that he had to do everything in his power to make sure Olivia was going to be okay.
"So you can't move at all, huh?" Kate inquired in a sympathetic tone while sitting down by Olivia towards the corner of the blanket.
Olivia decided that given her condition, perhaps this was not the right time to bring up what she knew about her.
"Did you ever watch Gilligan's Island?" Kate said as a way of making small talk.
"I hope this is not your way of telling me we are now castaways," Olivia's lips turned up into a half smile, appreciating Kate's gesture. Maybe a little light-hearted humor was all she needed to cope with this horrible situation. "And that somehow, we'll get visited by a host of guest stars that just 'happen' to drop by our little deserted island...yet we ourselves never manage to get back to civilization."
Kate chuckled. "Well...I tell you one thing...don't expect to see Zsa Zsa Gabor turning up around here anytime soon!"
A/N: I have a confession to make: In this story, Fitz and Olivia's plane has just crashed on the same mystery island from the the show LOST. Now, this story will be about Fitz and Olivia. The lost characters are merely there as an extra source of entertainment, no need to have watched the show to follow. There will still be romance in this story (lots of it) but FROM THIS POINT ON, with the added twist of adventure. Now if I was writing your standard OLITZ stranded on an island fic, that would be: BORING. But in this fic, they will be interacting with a host of interesting characters complete with exciting adventures.
MAKE NO MISTAKE, THIS STORY IS ABOUT OLITZ: THEIR FEELINGS, EXPERIENCES AND ACTIONS IS THE MAIN FOCUS!
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