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Post by fearandloathin on May 20, 2008 18:12:43 GMT -4
Sawyer left the house, walking across the village, making his was towards Jack's place, with Charlie in his arms, just as he saw Sayid return to the village.
"Sawyer! Good, you are about. I need your help. Urgently." Sayid called after him.
"Like you helped me with trying to get Zoe back?" Sawyer replied sarcastically.
"I'm sorry about Zoe Sawyer, but, if you help me, you have more of a chance of finding out where she is and what happened to her." Sayid continued.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Sawyer snapped sharply at Sayid.
"Oliver is back. He has Emma - and he is going to hurt her if we don't stop him." Sayid answered him.
"Son of a bitch!" Sawyer muttered. "What about Zoe?! Where is she? He took off with her!"
"I'm sorry, but she isn't with him. It was just him, Emma and one of his cohorts." Sayid replied sadly. "But if you help me set an trap. An ambush for him, then I am certain you will find out where she is."
"Your tone sounds doubtful." Sawyer commented.
"This man is unpredictable. You know what he did to Ben - to Alex. You know what he is capable. I am trying not to think of the worst case scenario." Sayid replied. "Look, I'll promise I'll be of more help if you help me with this."
"Yeah, well now I don't need your help. I've got someone else who actually gives a crap." Saywer sniped.
"Are you going to help or not?" Sayid asked impaiently.
"Yes." Sawyer replied rolling his eyes. "Let me guess. You need the Doc's help too?" Sayid nodded and continued towards Jack's house.
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Zoe stood nearby the airport, sat on a bench waiting. She knew she had hours to wait yet, but there was nothing else to do. After some gradual persuading, she managed to get the boys to clear off home. It was getting dark anyway, so they had to be heading off home.
She had been watching a man sitting opposite her on another bench. He was reading a newspaper, and she was waiting paiently for him to leave. He had been sitting there for forty five minutes before he eventually stood up, dumped the newspaper in the waste bin and left. She waited until he was out of sight before she ran over to it and fished the paper out. She immediately read the date, and was suprised. May 26th 2005. But - that was impossible. She had been on the island September 2004, and it had been well over a year for the time she spent on the island. It should have been begining of 2007 or mid 2007 at least. It was just impossible.
She glanced over the headlines. Nothing of much importance until she came to an interesting article. Further information about 'The Oceanic 6'. What they were all doing now, and what happened as a result as them being rescued. She read the article carefully, and frowned alot. Much of what it said - it didn't make any sense at all. She threw the newspaper back into the bin, and paced up and down for a bit, biting her fingernail.
"Zoe?" Came a familar voice. She looked up.
"Hurley! Thank goodness!" She cried out with relief, and flung her arms around him, hugging him tightly. "How did you get here so quick?"
"I have a plane." Hurley smiled. "C'mon. We better get going."
"I suppose that's brilliant - as I don't have a passport on me." Zoe grinned and followed him.
"Just as well I got this done for you then." Hurley grinned back, and handed her something. She took it - it was a passport. With a picture of her, and a new name.
"Natalie Hayward? How did you get this thing done so quick?" Zoe asked.
"When you are worth over $156 million dollars - you'd be suprised what you can get done quick!" Hurley replied, smirking.
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Post by melissaq9 on May 21, 2008 16:20:01 GMT -4
Mel sat up quickly and was hit by a dizzy spell. When it finally faded she was able to look around. To start, she was lying in a bed. The walls around her were painted a calming pumpkin color and the furniture looked very expensive. Mel threw the covers off and swung her legs to the edge of the bed. She looked down and froze when she saw what she was wearing. She had on a black negligee that barely brushed the beginning on her thighs.
"Where am I?" she whispered to herself as she stood and walked hesitantly around the bed.
Suddenly she heard a noise coming from what she guessed was the bathroom. She heard the shower turn on and before she could hide the door swung open.
"Good morning darling." a charming voice crooned as he walked over to her wearing only a towel around his waist. "I started the shower for you."
Mel could only stare at him with wide eyes. Her husband stood in front of her, Christian Shepard, only something was wrong. She glanced down at her left hand and didn't see her wedding ring. She hadn't taken it off once since she had gotten it back from Ben.
She looked back at Christian as he dropped his towel and began dressing for the day. Mel studied him trying to figure out what it was about him that seemed so different. All at once it hit her as he ran a comb through his hair. His hair. Her husband had pure silvery gray hair. The man in front of her was just beginning to show bits of gray.
Christian turned to her, "If you don't shake a leg darling you are going to be late for class."
Mel nodded absently and moved towards the bathroom door. "Christian?" she said tentativley.
"Yes darling?" he said turning his stell blue eyes to her.
"How old am I right now?" she asked.
Christian's smile faded a touch as he considered her question. It was obvious her age was something he didn't like to discuss. Finally he answered her, "Mel, you're twenty-one, you know that."
Mel had to grip the door frame to remain standing. She ignored Christian's questioning look and went into the bathroom, closing the door behind her. Once shut inside away from Christian's eyes she sank to the floor. She was terrified as she considered the possibilities of what had happened. How was it possible that she was over ten years in the past? Mel closed her eyes and covered them with her hands. She wanted this to go away, right now.
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Both Keamy and Christian heard the scream.
"That was her!" Keamy stated. "Do you think it's already begun?"
"I don't know. She didn't sound too far off, let's go." Christian answered.
"They'll be moving her by now." Keamy said darkly.
"Then we should hurry."
They continued to race through the jungle, guns ready to shoot anyone who came in between them and Mel.
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Post by tigerlily on May 21, 2008 17:01:47 GMT -4
Emma walked as slowly as she could in order to postpone the trio's arrival in the village. She knew she was getting on Oliver's nerves, as they were still handcuffed together, but she didn't know what else to do. She had to buy Sayid time to get back to the village and arrange an ambush for Oliver and Frank.
"Step it up," Oliver growled in her ear. "You're dragging me down."
"I'm tired," Emma declared. "I need a break."
"We've just had a break. Keep walking."
Emma suddenly realized they were in a familiar location, and had an idea. "Oliver, there's a swimming hole just beyond that hill over there. Let me clean up, just a little bit. If I arrive in the village looking a mess like this" - here she indicated her torn and filthy clothing and her dirty face and hair - "they'll know that something happened to me, and will ask too many questions. I won't be able to get Desmond easily."
"You're saying you want to take a bath?" Oliver raised an eyebrow.
"Just a quick swim. You can join me if you want..."
Oliver grimaced. "You can quit your fake flirtation. It doesn't work anymore." He thought for a moment, then consented. "Okay. Clean yourself up so you look presentable. Frank, keep an eye out. We're not far from the village now; I don't want to risk running into anyone accidentally."
Emma breathed a sigh of relief as Oliver released her from her handcuffs. It was a small victory, but it would buy Sayid a little time at least.
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Post by melissaq9 on May 23, 2008 19:07:56 GMT -4
Mel's eyes shot open as a piercing scream came from her mouth. She looked around frantically, confused by the sight of trees.
"Christian?" she called wildly looking for her dark haired suitor.
She saw Ben bend over her and for a moment she didn't know who he was. Then everything came back to her.
"Where did you go Mel?" Ben asked gently.
Mel stared at him, "You know what just happened don't you?"
Ben gave a slight nod.
"You bastard, you want this to happen to me." she said.
"We need to move, now." Richard approached, "The entire jungle will have heard her scream."
Ben nodded and leaned closer to help Mel stand. She offered him her hand as her other whipped behind him and grabbed his gun. She took a step back and pointed it at him, loosening the safety as she did so.
"We're not going anywhere until you explain what the hell is going on Ben."
"I won't do that Mel." Ben said, eyeing the gun.
"You will and then you're going to tell me how to stop it."
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Post by tigerlily on May 25, 2008 14:48:37 GMT -4
"Let's get going," Oliver demanded as he placed the handcuffs on Emma's wrists once again. This time, he placed both cuffs on her wrists instead of placing one on himself. Emma was grateful for this oversight, if that's what it was; it would help her to break away from Oliver more easily when the expected ambush occurred.
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Back in the village, Sayid directed Sawyer, Locke, Juliet and a few others as they prepared for Oliver's arrival. Jack hobbled around on his crutches and helped as much as he could. Nobody had seen Ben, Mel, Christian or Keamy in quite some time, but Sayid knew their time to prepare was limited and he had to push them out of his mind for the moment.
"Everybody knows what to do? They might be here any moment, so we need to be ready. There will be no improvising; stick to the plan exactly and we will have Oliver and Frank nailed."
The others nodded and murmured their agreement. Sayid gave Jack a meaningful glance. They had become uneasy allies, working towards a common purpose, but no longer had what could be called a friendship. Everything would change when Emma returned; Sayid knew instinctively that she would belong to Jack once again, and he had made his peace with it. He also realized they might both lose her forever if this ambush didn't work out the way it was supposed to, and this fear gnawed at him.
"Okay. Take your places. Let's do this." Sayid commanded.
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Post by melissaq9 on May 27, 2008 15:20:19 GMT -4
"You tell me why I just blacked out and travelled back to when I was in college or I will shoot you." Mel threatened Ben.
"So you saw Christian. He must be her Constant." Ben said looking past her to talk to Richard. Ben was ignoring the gun in her hands all together.
Mel aimed for Ben's shoulder and moved up a fraction of an inch. He visibly flinched when she pulled the trigger. The bullet tore into the tree right behind him.
"Next time, I won't miss." Mel said.
"There may not be a next time Mel." Ben said seriously.
Losing her nerve Mel knelt in front of Ben, who sat on a large rock. "This is going to kill me isn't it?" she whispered finally beginning to understand Ben's double talk.
Ben nodded.
"Why?" she asked.
Ben sighed, "When the Tempest blew you were exposed to a rather large amount of electromagnetism. This is causing you to begin to bounce back and forth in time. If you're telling to truth about who you saw then I'm guessing you went back in time to your college days when you were having an affair with Christian Shepard."
Mel didn't like the accusing tone in his voice, "I didn't know he was married." she defended, "But why do I have to die? How do I make it stop?"
"You have to find your constant. One person who will anchor you both in the past and the present. If you don't find them, then your brain will begin to hemorage from the travel and you will die."
Mel looked off into the jungle, lost in her thoughts, "My father said he gave me two contants." she mulled.
"What?" Ben asked in surprise. "He did what?"
Mel smirked, "This is why you had Richard take me. You don't want me to connect with my constant, you want me to die. Why Ben?"
Bens eyes hardened, "Because you and your two paramores have caused enough chaos on my island. It is time for my take back my rightful place."
Mel laughed, "You can't be serious!" Mel braced her hand on Ben's knee so she wouldn't fall over from laughing so much, "You think he still wants you as leader? He gave up on you a long time ago."
Ben was silent.
"You don't know do you?" she wondered as she studied him.
"Why don't you enlighten me?" he spat.
Mel was slightly amused by his petty tone, "He's picked John. John is going to finally have a chance to fulfill his destiney. He is going to move the island. I can't believe Jacob didn't tell you."
"Of course he didn't tell me." Ben said shoving her hand away, "But that doesn't mean I didn't know. I was with John when he went into that cabin."
"Then why are we even having this discussion?" Mel said.
"John will not be the new leader." Ben said surely.
Mel fought the urge to laugh, "I know that Ben. I know that his task will cost him everything."
"My son will be the leader." Ben said suddenly.
Mel stood abruptly. She looked down at Ben and found he was completly serious.
"Mine and Sophie's son of course." he added. Mel slapped him across the face.
"You are truly a fool. How long are you going to be blinded by that silly woman and her illusions of grandeur?" Mel said in a rush. "I'm willing to bet that she is the one who told you that nonsense."
Ben's silence told her she was right.
Mel turned from Ben, his gun still hanging in her hand, "Tell me something Ben. Who are you out in the jungle with right now?"
There was a long pause before he answered, "You."
"Yes, and where is your wife?"
"I can't be sure, in the village I would guess."
Mel nodded, "Who is on your mind more, me or her?"
"Sophie, of course."
Mel looked at him over he shoulder, "Be honest."
"You." he said gruffly. "But only because you cause me so much strife."
"I thought as much. When are you going to understand Ben, that as long as I am around there will always be something between the two of us. I thought you had gotten over that but it seems you haven't."
"That is all the more reason to let you die." Ben said darkly.
"I know that you think it will, but it won't change anything Ben."
"I'm willing to find out." Ben whispered in a pained voice.
Mel closed her eyes and shook her head. They may have been crazy in love at one time but they had fallen out of it hard. They had messed each other up for good, there was no undoing that kind of damage.
Suddenly Mel heard the sweetest voice she'd ever heard, "Mel!" Keamy yelled crashing through the brush behind her.
"Keamy." she whispered, smiling as she began to turn around. Ben grabbed her and stopped her ripping the gun out of her hand in the process.
"Lets not ruin things." he said into her ear. He aimed over her shoulder and began shooting. He held her tightly to him so she couldn't turn around to see Keamy.
She heard a loud, angry yell and then Keamy curse. He had been hit.
"No!" she cried and fought harder against Ben.
"Richard, get her out of here!" Ben yelled.
Richard grabbed her roughly and began pulling her in the opposite direction of Keamy and Ben. She tried to fight against him but began to fell that same dizzy feeling from earlier.
"Please, not now." she whispered as she felt herself falling to the ground.
She was already gone when Richard threw her over his shoulder and carried her away from one of the two men who could save her.
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Post by fearandloathin on May 29, 2008 7:36:30 GMT -4
Zoe seated herself on the plane with Hurley, a little bit apprehensive about flying after 815.
"I'm suprised you're not afraid of flying anymore." Zoe commented as the plane took off.
"I am." Hurley replied. "But i'd do anything for my friends."
"Thanks Hurley." Zoe smiled. "You are one of the guys I've really missed most since you all left."
"That's sweet of you. So - Are you going to tell me how this all happened? How you came to be here? How you got off the island and what your plan is now?" Hurley asked her more seriously. "Coz right now - you look like you've been through hell and back - and yet here you are, head high and still smiling."
"Yes Hurley. I'll tell you everything, no worries. And I need to anyway - you're going to help me get back to the island." Zoe replied, her smile widening.
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Post by tigerlily on May 29, 2008 10:31:14 GMT -4
It was getting to be dusk, and Oliver, Frank and Emma were approaching the village. She felt apprehensive; she had no idea what Sayid had planned and hoped all would go smoothly. More than anything, she needed to know that her baby was okay.
They came to the edge of the jungle. Oliver grabbed Emma roughly by the arms. "You will get your baby, and return to us immediately. Don't talk to anyone. If you tell them we're here, we'll kill you and both your boyfriends."
Emma heard a muffled rustling in the jungle. Suddenly two darts whizzed past her from opposite directions and hit Frank and Oliver. They immediately dropped their guns and fell over, completely paralyzed. Emma crouched by Oliver. "It looks like they already know you're here," she smirked, before rummaging through his pocket for the key to her handcuffs. She guessed they had been dosed with the same paralytic that Christian had used on her; if so, they would be out of commission for quite some time.
Sayid and Sawyer appeared from their hiding places and checked to make sure Frank and Oliver were knocked out. Satisfied that they were, Sawyer began to haul Frank away. Sayid walked over to Emma.
"Are you all right? Did they hurt you?"
Emma shook her head. "They didn't hurt me." She gave Sayid the key and held up her hands. He released her from the cuffs and she flung them as far into the jungle as she could before wrapping her arms around Sayid and burying her face in his chest. "I'm just glad to be home."
"There's something I need to tell you," he said softly. Emma raised her eyes to his in alarm. "Desmond is very sick. Jack and Juliet cannot do anything for him. If we're lucky, Oliver will have vaccine in his backpack. We're pretty sure Oliver was the one that made him sick, but he also wanted Desmond alive for his research so he must have a cure for it. If it's not here, we might have to return to the Orchid for it."
In an instant Emma was rifling through Oliver's backpack. "Please have a vaccine," she whispered to herself. "Please save my baby!"
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Post by melissaq9 on Jun 3, 2008 13:14:27 GMT -4
Mel jolted awake and looked around her. It was dark and she was outside in what looked like a park. She looked down and saw she was wearing a red, flowing dress that hung down to her feet. She noticed a corsage on her wrist.
She felt a warm hand brush across her shoulders. It's owner stepped around her into the light.
"Keamy?" Mel asked.
He gave her a funny look, "Since when do you call me Keamy?" he said but seemed unable to stop a smile from forming.
Mel smiled back up at him, "Since now."
Mel thought back to the last time she had seen the red dress and realized it was the last time she had seen Keamy. It was the night of their high school prom. And if it was that night then that meant...
Mel's eyes widened as Keamy went down on one knee and took her hand.
"Melody, babe, you mean everything to me." Keamy began, his beautiful smile still on his face. Mel regretted that she was about to erase it. "I never would have guessed that I would fall in love with the silly girl next door I met when we were seven. But I did, and you know, you are the best thing that has ever happened to me."
Mel felt tears fill her eyes as she relived one of the worst moments of her life. How could she have turned her back on the wonderful man in front of her?
"Mel, I want you to know that I will always be there for you, protect you. I would sacrifice myself to make you happy."
Mel placed her hand on Keamy's cheek, "Martin." she whispered.
Keamy pulled the small black box out of his pocket and opened it. "Babe, will you marry me?" he asked and Mel could tell he felt sure she would say yes.
It broke her own heart to know how she had broken his so many years ago by telling him she wouldn't marry him. How different would her life have been if she had followed her heart and said yes?
Mel had a sudden thought. Why couldn't she say yes? If she did and married Keamy then everything that had happened to her after would be different. She never would go to the island, so many people would still be alive, she could change things for the better.
Mel looked back down into Keamy's waiting eyes. She had fallen in love with him all over again on the island, she knew she could be happy if she stayed with him now. She had a feeling she wasn't thinking rationally but she pushed it aside.
She took Keamy's hand and held it tightly ready to give him her answer, "Martin..."
Mel felt her vision go hazy again and panicked. "Noooooo!" she screamed as she felt herself fall.
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Post by tigerlily on Jun 3, 2008 19:58:23 GMT -4
Emma rummaged through Oliver's bag and found a small case containing several vials of a yellow liquid, along with a syringe. The serial number on the vials looked familiar - she had seen the same number on medical supplies in the Orchid. Relieved, she held the case up for Sayid to see.
"No need to go to the Orchid, Sayid! We've got the vaccine right here!" she declared joyfully.
Sayid smiled warmly at her. "That's it exactly. Take it to Desmond right away. I'll take care of Oliver, and we'll meet back at the village."
"What are you going to do with him?" she asked with interest.
Sayid shrugged. "Tie him up, for now. Keep a close watch, until Jacob decides to allow death on this island again. That's all we can do to keep him from hurting more people."
"Speaking of hurting people," Emma frowned. "Do you think something happened to Zoe? Oliver seemed pretty keen to keep her in the Orchid - but why would he be here if she were still there?"
"I don't know," Sayid answered. "Once this paralytic wears off, we'll have plenty of questions for him." He kicked Oliver roughly in the stomach. Oliver blinked, but was unable to move or respond. Emma could tell he was seething inside. "Go to Desmond," Sayid reminded her gently. "He needs you."
Emma flung her arms around Sayid. "I love you, Sayid." she whispered in his ear before running towards the village with the case of vaccine.
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Post by fearandloathin on Jun 5, 2008 3:49:55 GMT -4
Zoe sat down at the kitchen table, greatfully tucking into some food Hurley had made for her. He sat down with her having just fixed himself something for himself too.
"So wait - you were shot? In the head? And you didn't die? As in off the island?" Hurley questioned her after she had explained everything to him. She nodded.
"Don't ask me how it works. I'm not sure myself. But I have a fair idea." Zoe replied.
"And what's that?" Hurley asked.
"I think - when I died - first time on the island. Jacob ressurected me. I was obviously still needed for the island at the time for whatever, I suppose I won't ever find out. But even Jacob isn't perfect, and I think he took it too far. I think because he brought me back, I can't die." Zoe explained. "Ever."
"Dude." Hurley commented quietly. "What about baby Charlie? What's happened to him?"
"Sawyer is looking after him." Zoe explained, feeling a pang of guilt. How were they coping without her? How was she going to get back to the island. "Hurley - I really need to get back. I need to stop Widmore from hurting anyone else on that island. I need to stop Oliver going after Sawyer and Charlie."
"It's strange. Everytime you mention Sawyer's name. You're eyes. They look different. Is something going on between you two?" Hurley asked curiously. Zoe gave him a significant look.
"Yes. I think I love him." She mumbled quietly. "But....when he finds out what's wrong with me...I'm worried he'll leave me."
"Why?" Hurley asked.
"Because I'm pregnant." Zoe replied, feeling tears stinging at her eyes.
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Post by melissaq9 on Jun 6, 2008 0:38:55 GMT -4
This time when Mel woke up she was ready. She jumped to her feet and took and swing at the person standing above her. She ended up punching Richard square in the jaw and he fell to the ground with a satisfying thud.
Mel glanced around and didn't see Ben. She ran her hand over her face to wipe away her tears. It pained her to think of how Keamy must have felt when she screamed her answer to his proposal. She needed to find him, now.
She reached down and grabbed Richard's gun from the ground and as she was standing she felt a strong hand wrap around her ankle. She turned to see Richard glaring up at her, blood running from his mouth.
"Bitch." he muttered.
Mel quirked an eyebrow, "You've called me that before. You remember, when you took me to the Temple and tried to sacrifice me to the island."
"So?" he spat.
Mel chuckled, "Did you really think that Ben was going to let me die? That may be his plan but when it comes down to it, he won't be able to follow through. He couldn't then and he won't now."
Richard smiled evily, "He has changed. He'll follow through with the plan."
Mel shook her head, "I guess you won't be around to find out will you?" she said as she shot him twice in the chest. Richard's grip on her ankle slackened as he fell back onto the ground, his eyes lifeless.
"Please stay dead." Mel said as she turned her back on him and walked away.
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Post by tigerlily on Jun 6, 2008 11:25:20 GMT -4
It was only a quick trek back to Emma's home. As she flung the front door open she startled Jack, who stood by the sink with the help of his crutches, drinking a glass of water.
"Jack!" she stammered breathlessly and ran up to him. She only had one immediate mission on her mind. "Where is Desmond?"
Jack pointed to the living room. Desmond's crib was placed in the middle of the room. He was sleeping restlessly, and a high fever radiated from his entire body.
"I can't do anything for him," Jack said despondently. "Juliet and I have tried everything."
"I have the vaccine." Emma responded. She handed the case of vials to Jack. He hobbled over to Desmond and injected the filled syringe into his tiny arm. Their baby was instantly calmed, and fell into a more peaceful sleep. Emma stroked his cheek tenderly.
Jack fell onto the couch, overwhelmed with relief. Emma joined him and gently placed her hand on his knee. "Juliet wouldn't allow me to see you, Jack. I wanted more than anything to be with you."
"I know," he responded. "She was angry, and overprotective. She's calmer now."
"And you...are you still angry with me?" Emma asked very softly. The fear that he hadn't yet forgiven her for her infidelity returned.
"I'm working on that." he responded with complete honesty. He took her hand in his. "But I want you to come home. Desmond needs both of us here."
Emma's eyes shone with happy tears. "I really love you, Jack. I have so many regrets."
"Don't." He responded simply. "Just promise me that you are completely done with Sayid."
Emma's heart churned, but she knew she had to give her word to Jack. They had to be a family now; it was time to let go of Sayid. "I promise, Jack."
"What happened to you?" he asked gently. Emma flinched. She had to tell Jack the truth about his father's role in her kidnapping.
"I will tell you everything," she replied earnestly. "But first you need to know that Sayid and Sawyer have captured Oliver and Frank. They are tied up somewhere in the village. Sayid hinted that he might torture Oliver to get some answers."
"Let's find them." Jack declared. "We need to end this."
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Post by melissaq9 on Jun 6, 2008 18:09:51 GMT -4
Mel staggered through the jungle and grabbed a nearby tree to keep from falling down. The episodes were coming closer together now. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes.
When she opened them she was standing in front of Christian. He raised his hand to her cheek and wiped a tear from her face.
"I'm sorry darling but this is how it has to be." he told her.
Mel looked up at him in confusion, "How what has to be?"
"Don't make me go through it again Melody." Christian sighed. "We had a good time together, that is what counts right?"
Suddenly Mel understood what he was talking about. "You're leaving me?" she asked.
Christian squeezed his eyes shut and pinched the bridge of his nose, "You act like you haven't heard anything I've been saying."
Mel thought back to when this had happened for the first time. She had been in love with Christian but it didn't stop him from abandoning her, from treating her like she was just some silly college girl who had fallen for the older man.
"You can't leave!" Mel panicked and grabbed his hand. If Christian wasn't in her life in the past then she would die on the island.
"I must." he said softly and kissed her lips.
"Please stay." she whispered.
"Goodbye darling." Christian said as he turned from her and walked away.
Mel knew it was coming this time as she sank to the ground. The tears in her eyes blurred her vision before everything went black.
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Post by benlinusisagoodguy on Jun 7, 2008 4:39:50 GMT -4
"Here comes the choo choo train" Sophie giggled as she made train noises, moving the spoon towards Molly's mouth. Molly sitting mouth wide open waiting for her next mouthful. Sophie laughed as it reminded her off a baby bird in it nest.
"Mmmmm" Molly said as she ate her porridge wiggling her hands in excitement.
Sophie glanced over to her sleeping Thomas in his moses basket. Then gave Molly her last mouthful. Getting up from her chair, she walked over to the sink. When she felt a shot of pain. This had happened before. Dropping the bowl and spoon on the floor. She leant against the counter. Placing her hand on her chest where the pain was, she pulled her hand away seeing blood all over it. Then her vision came to her. Richards lifeless body on the jungle floor. Then she heard whispers,
"Help him"
"You have to help him Sophie"
"He needs you."
"Help me Sophie!"
Sophie gasped, then looked back at herself. The blood was gone from her chest and hand. She glanced over to her kids then looked out the window seeing Rose outside. She ran to her front porch and hollared her over.
"Can you look after the kids?" she asked. "Somethings bad happened. I got to stop it" Sophie said, as he pulled out a gun from one of bens draws.
"Whats happened?" Rose asked. But Sophie had already ran off.
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