Part 141: The Night Concert
Mia studied the pad over and over. She couldn’t figure out what the numbers represented. Why would they bothered to be indented on the side of the Hatch? A serial number? A manufacturer number of whoever built it? And why doesn’t it have a handle?
Mia flipped page over to the other side. She began to count the letter of the alphabet, making them represent each other. Four meant a D, eight meant a G, fifteen represented the O, then sixteen the P, then Twenty-three the W, then . . . . “ Damnit,” Mia cursed under her breath, realizing of course, no letter could present forty two.
Unless, she took the four and the two and combined them? Four to present the D and two to present the B. “Dgopwdb?” the Lakota girl whispered.
Mia grunted, feeling like she was getting no where with the numbers. She had been staring at them a long time. So long in fact that the numbers began to blur together. For a few seconds she didn’t see the 8 and the 15, she saw 815. Mia blinked. 815 was the flight number on the Oceanic flight back home, wasn’t it? The young woman turned to see one of her friend, Marita was flooding clothes into a pile for them. “Marita?” Mia called to her.
“Yeah, hun?” she said, smiling.
“Our flight number . . .it was 815, right?” she asked.
“You betcha. Oceanic Flight 815, boarding at Gate 23. My friend Gloria had to repeat that over and over.”
The thought process started to swirl in Mia’s brain. The boarded at Gate 23. Mia looked at the pad again, and there it was, plain a day, the number 23. First the 815, then 23. Two numbers that fell into place on these mysterious number indented on an even mysterious hatch. There was one number between them; 16. What did that present? Mia then thought of Jenny, remembering she was 16 years old. She came to them one the tenth day of their marooned stay and then they . . . .
Mia jerked her head around. She was reading more into it than she should have. Granted the flight number and the gate number matching some numbers in the sequence was strange but trying to figure out what the other numbers meant might drive her insane. She sighed, tucking the pad into her jean jacket. The ocean was pulling in a nice breeze the sun began to go down. The Lakota girl felt some air would do her good, so she decided to get up and take a walk.
As she made it down to the beach, she took a deep breath, letting the water wash over her feet. She felt peaceful. There never was much cause to visit the ocean back home but here, it made sense to be one with the Mother Earth. Her granny taught her to respect the Earth and all that it gives to her. Was the Hatch apart of that equation? She vowed she would soon see.
Mia then heard the weezing sounds of Hurley, walking up to her. She felt sorry for the man, wondering when he would start showing signs of weight loss from the diet they were eating. “Mia,” he smiled.
“Hey, Hurley, “ she smiled back, “What you know?”
“You should head down to the beach.” He pointed in the opposite direction.
“Why?” she asked.
Hurley, “Just . .just head down there. I promise you will like it.”
Mia smirked, wondering what the large man was up to. Considering she needed the air, and was a little bored, she felt she might as well go check on his egnimatic response. As the Lakota girl began her journey to the end of the beach, she could hear Hurley calling to the others survivors to follow him as well. Mia was beginning to get excited, wondering what the large man had up his sleeve. She dipped into the water to pass the large growth of tree that extended to the shore line. Holding to one branch, she then past through and heard something familiar. “Uh . .one . .uh . .two, a one, two, three, four.” Seth said.
“Seth?” Mia asked.
The Lakota girl was then slightly started as a she heard a massive guitar rift. It was being played as loud as he could take it. Mia turned the growth corner and saw Charlie hitting his guitar like a man possessed. Shanna winked at her, sitting on the ground, surrounded by various boxes and holding two drum sticks. Charlie then finished his guitar strum, then Seth immediately started to sing and Shanna followed up with Charlie.
I like to dream yes, yes,
right between my sound machine
On a cloud of sound I drift in the night
Any place it goes is right
Goes far, flies near, to the stars away from here
Shanna and Charlie then joined him for the chorus.
Well, you don't know what we can find
Why don't you come with me little girl
On a magic carpet ride
You don't know what we can see
Why don't you tell your dreams to me
Fantasy will set you free
Close your eyes girl
Look inside girl
Let the sound take you away
Mia covered her mouth, laughing at the wonderful music they were making. With a few seconds, Mia was joined by other survivors. John came up to her laughing. Tony smiled, as he was not able to see, he surely was able to hear. Marita couldn’t stop laughing at the trio performing for them. More and more survivors began to flock into the open concert area. Jack looked at them, then chuckled. “What do you think, Jack?” Hurley smiled.
“This . .this is . .this is great, Hurley,” Jack held up his hands.
“Once I saw that they were doing and the way people were mopeing around here, I figured they could use it. Kinda like the golf course, right, dude?”
Sayid patted him on the back, “Good job, Hurley.”
Mandy and Taylor immediately started to dance in from of the makeshift band as they continued to play the SteppenWolf song. The young blondes laughed, enjoying the sound of the music. Taylor then grabbed McKay and forced him to dance. John tried not to laugh, but it was difficult not to find it funny, seeing the strong outback type, dancing with two blondes from California. Then Mandy left McKay and Taylor to join Boone. The blue eyed man took Mandy by the hips and began to sway with her from side to side.
After a few hours of music, the trio had taken a small break. Charlie came over and embraced Seth, patting him on the back. He never realized how much he missed performing; he was thankful the young man had given him back his livelihood. Seth drank some water, a triangle of sweat running down his shirt. Shanna sipped on her water, and wiped her sweat. She had never felt so alive in a long time.
John got finished, lighting the last torch. Then he placed it back in the bonfire and walked over, joining Mia. The Lakota girl leaned forward, allowing him to sit right behind her. The she scooted back, and got into his lap, using him a back rest. John smiled, gently placing his arms around her.
Seth kneeled down for a second to catch his breath. “You guys are great!” Kate applauded him.
“Thank you, Kate.” Seth bowed his head.
“What’s the name of your band?” Shannon called.
Seth paused, then started to giggle. Charlie laughed as well, and Shanna just giggled, covering her eyes with her hands. The musician stepped up, patting Seth on the back. “Right now it’s Safety Ladder,” he smiled, “But that will probably change tomorrow.”
It drew a round of laughter from the crowd. Seth then finally stood up, wiping the sweat from his face with both hands. “I want to thank everybody from coming out tonight, “he smiled, “I now these tickets are cheap but it’s much appreciated.”
The crowd laughed again. Mia smiled at her good friend. She could tell he would go far in the business, able to work a crowd the way he does, making them feel happy. Seth sipped on his water. Then looked at all of them and said, “We need to survive. One day we will get off this island. As long as he hold each other, we’re gonna make it.”
The crowd responded by applauses and other people saying they agreed.
“Now, we’ll take down the tempo a bit. This song is dedicated to all my friends and everybody here . .who has found someone to hold onto.”
“This song would sound better with a piano, “Charlie laughed, “But we’ll do the best we can.
Charlie then started to play a slow rift. His fingers glided over the strings, sending out a sweet harmony into the air. Shanna began to slowly caress her makeshift-drum-set, with some pain brushes she found. Seth closed his eyes and began to sing.
I guess I thought you'd be here forever
Another illusion I chose to create
You don't know what ya got until it's gone
And I found out just a little too late
Charlie then started to sing.
I was acting as if you were lucky to have me
Doin' you a favor I hardly knew you were there
Then Charlie and Seth began to sing together.
But then you were gone and it all was wrong
Had no idea how much I cared
Boone then stood up, and held his hand out to Mandy. The blond smiled, taking it and allowing him to draw her close. The young couple held onto each other, swaying into the night. Seth gave a thumbs up, pointing at them.
Now being without you
Takes a lot of getting used to
Should learn to live with it
But I don't want to
Shanna then kicked into the drums as Charlie and Seth sang together again.
Living without you
Is all a big mistake
Instead of getting easier
It's the hardest thing to take
I'm addicted to ya babe
You're a hard habit to break
Soon McKay and Taylor joined the other couple on the dance floor made of sand. Mia slowly stood up, motioning for John to follow. The archer was all too happy to comply. A few applauded when they saw Bernard dancing with his wife Rose. Marita rubbed Tony’s arm, enjoying the display of affection toward all her friends. “Everybody is dancing.” She whispered.
“Would you like to?” Tony smiled.
Marita smiled brightly, “Tony . .are you sure?”
“There are some things. . .I don’t need my eyes for.” He replied.
Tony slowly stood up, taking her hand. The Latina followed him and then embraced him. Tony held her close, as she rested her head into his chest. Natasha then started to eyeball Sawyer. She constantly blinked her eyebrows in his direction. He sighed, smiling and rolling his eyes. He stood up, brushed the sand off his pants and held his hand out to her. The brunette stood up and soon, they held each other close. Very soon Micheal and Yolanda found themselves, dancing as well. Walt smiled, happy to see his father happy.
Jack then looked at Kate. The brunette was watching the people dance, then looked at him. The doctor just smiled at her, then looked back to the others. Kate blushed, lowering her head. More and more survivors got up and danced with other people.
It was the night, for a few minutes, they all came together.
Mia flipped page over to the other side. She began to count the letter of the alphabet, making them represent each other. Four meant a D, eight meant a G, fifteen represented the O, then sixteen the P, then Twenty-three the W, then . . . . “ Damnit,” Mia cursed under her breath, realizing of course, no letter could present forty two.
Unless, she took the four and the two and combined them? Four to present the D and two to present the B. “Dgopwdb?” the Lakota girl whispered.
Mia grunted, feeling like she was getting no where with the numbers. She had been staring at them a long time. So long in fact that the numbers began to blur together. For a few seconds she didn’t see the 8 and the 15, she saw 815. Mia blinked. 815 was the flight number on the Oceanic flight back home, wasn’t it? The young woman turned to see one of her friend, Marita was flooding clothes into a pile for them. “Marita?” Mia called to her.
“Yeah, hun?” she said, smiling.
“Our flight number . . .it was 815, right?” she asked.
“You betcha. Oceanic Flight 815, boarding at Gate 23. My friend Gloria had to repeat that over and over.”
The thought process started to swirl in Mia’s brain. The boarded at Gate 23. Mia looked at the pad again, and there it was, plain a day, the number 23. First the 815, then 23. Two numbers that fell into place on these mysterious number indented on an even mysterious hatch. There was one number between them; 16. What did that present? Mia then thought of Jenny, remembering she was 16 years old. She came to them one the tenth day of their marooned stay and then they . . . .
Mia jerked her head around. She was reading more into it than she should have. Granted the flight number and the gate number matching some numbers in the sequence was strange but trying to figure out what the other numbers meant might drive her insane. She sighed, tucking the pad into her jean jacket. The ocean was pulling in a nice breeze the sun began to go down. The Lakota girl felt some air would do her good, so she decided to get up and take a walk.
As she made it down to the beach, she took a deep breath, letting the water wash over her feet. She felt peaceful. There never was much cause to visit the ocean back home but here, it made sense to be one with the Mother Earth. Her granny taught her to respect the Earth and all that it gives to her. Was the Hatch apart of that equation? She vowed she would soon see.
Mia then heard the weezing sounds of Hurley, walking up to her. She felt sorry for the man, wondering when he would start showing signs of weight loss from the diet they were eating. “Mia,” he smiled.
“Hey, Hurley, “ she smiled back, “What you know?”
“You should head down to the beach.” He pointed in the opposite direction.
“Why?” she asked.
Hurley, “Just . .just head down there. I promise you will like it.”
Mia smirked, wondering what the large man was up to. Considering she needed the air, and was a little bored, she felt she might as well go check on his egnimatic response. As the Lakota girl began her journey to the end of the beach, she could hear Hurley calling to the others survivors to follow him as well. Mia was beginning to get excited, wondering what the large man had up his sleeve. She dipped into the water to pass the large growth of tree that extended to the shore line. Holding to one branch, she then past through and heard something familiar. “Uh . .one . .uh . .two, a one, two, three, four.” Seth said.
“Seth?” Mia asked.
The Lakota girl was then slightly started as a she heard a massive guitar rift. It was being played as loud as he could take it. Mia turned the growth corner and saw Charlie hitting his guitar like a man possessed. Shanna winked at her, sitting on the ground, surrounded by various boxes and holding two drum sticks. Charlie then finished his guitar strum, then Seth immediately started to sing and Shanna followed up with Charlie.
I like to dream yes, yes,
right between my sound machine
On a cloud of sound I drift in the night
Any place it goes is right
Goes far, flies near, to the stars away from here
Shanna and Charlie then joined him for the chorus.
Well, you don't know what we can find
Why don't you come with me little girl
On a magic carpet ride
You don't know what we can see
Why don't you tell your dreams to me
Fantasy will set you free
Close your eyes girl
Look inside girl
Let the sound take you away
Mia covered her mouth, laughing at the wonderful music they were making. With a few seconds, Mia was joined by other survivors. John came up to her laughing. Tony smiled, as he was not able to see, he surely was able to hear. Marita couldn’t stop laughing at the trio performing for them. More and more survivors began to flock into the open concert area. Jack looked at them, then chuckled. “What do you think, Jack?” Hurley smiled.
“This . .this is . .this is great, Hurley,” Jack held up his hands.
“Once I saw that they were doing and the way people were mopeing around here, I figured they could use it. Kinda like the golf course, right, dude?”
Sayid patted him on the back, “Good job, Hurley.”
Mandy and Taylor immediately started to dance in from of the makeshift band as they continued to play the SteppenWolf song. The young blondes laughed, enjoying the sound of the music. Taylor then grabbed McKay and forced him to dance. John tried not to laugh, but it was difficult not to find it funny, seeing the strong outback type, dancing with two blondes from California. Then Mandy left McKay and Taylor to join Boone. The blue eyed man took Mandy by the hips and began to sway with her from side to side.
After a few hours of music, the trio had taken a small break. Charlie came over and embraced Seth, patting him on the back. He never realized how much he missed performing; he was thankful the young man had given him back his livelihood. Seth drank some water, a triangle of sweat running down his shirt. Shanna sipped on her water, and wiped her sweat. She had never felt so alive in a long time.
John got finished, lighting the last torch. Then he placed it back in the bonfire and walked over, joining Mia. The Lakota girl leaned forward, allowing him to sit right behind her. The she scooted back, and got into his lap, using him a back rest. John smiled, gently placing his arms around her.
Seth kneeled down for a second to catch his breath. “You guys are great!” Kate applauded him.
“Thank you, Kate.” Seth bowed his head.
“What’s the name of your band?” Shannon called.
Seth paused, then started to giggle. Charlie laughed as well, and Shanna just giggled, covering her eyes with her hands. The musician stepped up, patting Seth on the back. “Right now it’s Safety Ladder,” he smiled, “But that will probably change tomorrow.”
It drew a round of laughter from the crowd. Seth then finally stood up, wiping the sweat from his face with both hands. “I want to thank everybody from coming out tonight, “he smiled, “I now these tickets are cheap but it’s much appreciated.”
The crowd laughed again. Mia smiled at her good friend. She could tell he would go far in the business, able to work a crowd the way he does, making them feel happy. Seth sipped on his water. Then looked at all of them and said, “We need to survive. One day we will get off this island. As long as he hold each other, we’re gonna make it.”
The crowd responded by applauses and other people saying they agreed.
“Now, we’ll take down the tempo a bit. This song is dedicated to all my friends and everybody here . .who has found someone to hold onto.”
“This song would sound better with a piano, “Charlie laughed, “But we’ll do the best we can.
Charlie then started to play a slow rift. His fingers glided over the strings, sending out a sweet harmony into the air. Shanna began to slowly caress her makeshift-drum-set, with some pain brushes she found. Seth closed his eyes and began to sing.
I guess I thought you'd be here forever
Another illusion I chose to create
You don't know what ya got until it's gone
And I found out just a little too late
Charlie then started to sing.
I was acting as if you were lucky to have me
Doin' you a favor I hardly knew you were there
Then Charlie and Seth began to sing together.
But then you were gone and it all was wrong
Had no idea how much I cared
Boone then stood up, and held his hand out to Mandy. The blond smiled, taking it and allowing him to draw her close. The young couple held onto each other, swaying into the night. Seth gave a thumbs up, pointing at them.
Now being without you
Takes a lot of getting used to
Should learn to live with it
But I don't want to
Shanna then kicked into the drums as Charlie and Seth sang together again.
Living without you
Is all a big mistake
Instead of getting easier
It's the hardest thing to take
I'm addicted to ya babe
You're a hard habit to break
Soon McKay and Taylor joined the other couple on the dance floor made of sand. Mia slowly stood up, motioning for John to follow. The archer was all too happy to comply. A few applauded when they saw Bernard dancing with his wife Rose. Marita rubbed Tony’s arm, enjoying the display of affection toward all her friends. “Everybody is dancing.” She whispered.
“Would you like to?” Tony smiled.
Marita smiled brightly, “Tony . .are you sure?”
“There are some things. . .I don’t need my eyes for.” He replied.
Tony slowly stood up, taking her hand. The Latina followed him and then embraced him. Tony held her close, as she rested her head into his chest. Natasha then started to eyeball Sawyer. She constantly blinked her eyebrows in his direction. He sighed, smiling and rolling his eyes. He stood up, brushed the sand off his pants and held his hand out to her. The brunette stood up and soon, they held each other close. Very soon Micheal and Yolanda found themselves, dancing as well. Walt smiled, happy to see his father happy.
Jack then looked at Kate. The brunette was watching the people dance, then looked at him. The doctor just smiled at her, then looked back to the others. Kate blushed, lowering her head. More and more survivors got up and danced with other people.
It was the night, for a few minutes, they all came together.
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