Part 166: The Storm is Coming
Mia rested in John’s lap. She hadn’t slept the whole night. She felt weak, dehydrated and hungry. The fact that Jack assumed Locke was responsible for Boone’s death was that the young man must have told him about the Hatch or something else. Mia didn’t want to tell Jack that Boone fell off a cliff but the older man said it before she had a chance to say anything. She didn’t argue with his decision; not many people would understand about the Hatch. But it was handled wrong, in her opinion. It was too late to take it back regardless. Then Mia blinked when she felt a soft hand slowly take hers. She looked up at the smiling form of her red-headed friend. “How you doing, honey?” Shanna asked.
“I’m okay,” she whispered, “My back hurts but I am okay.”
“Is there anything you need?”
“Does . . .does Mandy hate me?” Mia sniffed.
“Shhh,” John said, stroking her hair, “Of course, she doesn’t, Mia. Don’t say that.”
“I didn’t know what to do . .I couldn’t get him fast enough . . “
“Mia, don’t beat yourself up over this. You did the best you could,” her boyfriend whispered, “No one else could have expected less.”
Mia finally leaned up and embraced John. She held onto him, feeling over-flown by his love. If there was anybody who would stick with her, no mater what, it was John. She knew Shanna and Seth would too. She looked into the distance and saw Mandy sitting alone on the beach. Seth was slowly walking up to her. The Lakota girl hoped he would be of some comfort to the poor young woman.
Mandy wiped her tears, staring in the ocean. Seth slowly sat down, looking at her. The blonde glanced slightly over at him, then back to the ocean. “You come to tell me everything is going to be okay?” she asked.
“Nope,” he sighed.
“You sang beautifully, Seth,” Mandy smiled.
“I hope you liked it.”
“I did and I know . . .Boone would have too.” The young woman nearly broke down in tears again.
Seth then reached over and took her in an embrace. She collapsed into his arms and started to cry once again. The bookstore worker held onto her, letting her let out her grief. She stopped, and wiped her nose. “I’ll never love . . .I’ll never love again,” she whispered.
“Yes, you will,” Seth said, “If you don’t ever love again, you’ll never be human.”
“Boone . . I can’t forget him, Seth . .:” she wept.
“And you are not going to. You will always remember that love you and he shared. That love will stay with you for the rest of your days and it will be unique. But you know what? You’ll survive through this and the next love you find will be unique too. But Boone will never leave you.” He slowly placed his hand on her chest below her neck, “he’ll always be right there, with you till the end of your days.”
Mandy placed her hand over his and leaned up. She smiled at him, through her tears. “Why is it you always know what to say?” she sighed.
“Gods gift, I suppose,” he shrugged his shoulders.
“Thank you, Seth. I feel a little better.”
“You’re going to make it, Mandy. And you will love again. I don’t think Boone would have wanted you to be alone.”
The blonde stopped crying. “What did you say?” she asked.
“I said I don’t think Boone would have wanted you to be alone.” He repeated.
Mandy covered her mouth. “You’re right,” she whispered, “You are absolutely right.”
“I am?” he blinked, curious where this was coming from.
“Before he died. . .he whispered to me . . .don’t be alone, don’t be alone,” Mandy smiled through her tears, “I think he knew . .he knew I would be saying this and refusing to love again. He . . .he didn’t want me to go through life without someone by my side.”
“See?” Seth smiled, “He knew what you would do. You’re going to be okay, Mandy, cause Boone said so.”
Mandy took a deep breath, feeling better. She then reached over and took Seth’s hands. “I need one more favor from you, Seth.” She sighed.
“Name it.” He immediately replied.
“Boone said that Locke told him not to tell about a Hatch. Mia was with them at the time and I know she was not responsible for his death.”
“I know that too and I am glad to hear you say it.”
“The reason I believe it is cause Boone said so before he died. He knew Mia was trying to help him. But I want I want you to find out for me, is what really did happen and what this Hatch is. Can you . .talk to Mia for me?”
“Sure thing. I wanted to check on her anyway,” He said, leaving over and kissing her on the cheek, “I will let you know what I find.”
“Thanks, you are still the best.” Mandy smiled.
Seth got up and walked away. He began to head back up to the encampment. Mandy wiped her face one more time, feeling a little better. The grief she was feeling was still with her but she felt a little stronger to keep going. Like Seth said, Boone would have wanted her too. She then thought of Shannon and turned to look at her. Locke was with her, and gave her Boone’s bag; Mandy recognized it. They sat and talked for a few minutes. Then Locke got up and began to walk toward her.
She slowly stood up and walked over to meet him. The bald man met up with her and they stared at each other in the sand. “I know how much he meant to you,” the older man sighed, “I don’t have any words to offer you . .I’m sure you’ve heard it already.”
“You would be right,” she said coldly.
“I shouldn’t have asked him out there with me . . .but it’s too late to take that back . .I only hope one day you can forgive me.”
“I might . . depending on what I find out . . .” Mandy gritted her teeth. She wanted to attack him.
Locke blinked at her. He could already tell what she was thinking. “Mia had nothing to do with this.” He said slowly.
“I know that. But I still want to know what happened. What REALLY happened.”
Locke shook his head. He had hoped no one else would learn about the Hatch but it might have been impossible at the moment. He was going to contain it best he could. Maybe Mandy knew about the Hatch, maybe she didn’t. Regardless, he had said his peace. “Storms coming.” He said, as he walked away.
Mandy didn’t move as he walked away past her. She paused for a second to let her rage settle; then walked forward to check on Shannon. She then paused, noting the tall blonde was not crying anymore. She had gone over to Sayid and asked him something. The look on the Iraqi’s face is what bothered her.
The men who were working on the raft, continued best they could. Emotions were running high. Sawyer was pissed that they lost someone else. Micheal had just spent the last 20 minutes assuring Walt they wouldn’t die out on the ocean. Jin said nothing but Korean words the whole time as well.
As they worked, Cecil slowly walked around the corner. He walked over to the side where Sawyer was working. The redneck looked at him and continued to work. “Pretty good progress.” Cecil replied.
“Yeah, we think so.” Sawyer said, securing a railing.
“Where is McKay?”
“Well, in case you hadn’t noticed, old man, his little sister lost her boyfriend and he spent the majority of the morning digging his grave, “the southern man grunted, “We figured we’ve give him the day off.”
“Yeah, about Boone’s death . .that’s what I wanted to talk to you about.”
“I barely knew him,” Sawyer grunted.
“Me neither. But his death got me thinking . . .about the death of someone else I had seen on the island. Both were good boys and they were taken before their time.”
“Is there a point to this?” the redneck grunted.
“Yeah, there is, Sawyer,” Cecil said, “It got me thinking about my life and past regrets.”
“I figured you didn’t regret anything from the way you talk.”
“I don’t. I don’t regret a single thing I did. But it doesn’t change the fact, that I still believe in synergy of life.”
“What the hell does that mean?”
“Means, what goes around comes around,” the old man said coldly, “I always knew sooner or later, I would pay for what I’ve done.”
Sawyer ignored him, and began to start chopping bamboo. Cecil looked at him, studying his features. “I guess I will let you get back to work,” he sighed.
“Yeah, you do that.” Sawyer hissed.
Cecil walked a few feet then turned around. “Oh, by the way, that woman I was talking about? The one who’s husband gave me her car . . . .. Her name was Lily Ford.”
Sawyer stopped chopping. He slowly looked at Cecil, who proceeded to cough. After he spit something out, he looked back at the southern man noticing the contempt in his eyes. “I’ll be in the jungle when you are ready to come talk to me about it.” He told him.
Sawyer stared at the old man, watching him walk away. He was starting to hear a drum beat near by. Before he could scream at Shanna, he realized what that drum beat was.
His own heart beat.
“I’m okay,” she whispered, “My back hurts but I am okay.”
“Is there anything you need?”
“Does . . .does Mandy hate me?” Mia sniffed.
“Shhh,” John said, stroking her hair, “Of course, she doesn’t, Mia. Don’t say that.”
“I didn’t know what to do . .I couldn’t get him fast enough . . “
“Mia, don’t beat yourself up over this. You did the best you could,” her boyfriend whispered, “No one else could have expected less.”
Mia finally leaned up and embraced John. She held onto him, feeling over-flown by his love. If there was anybody who would stick with her, no mater what, it was John. She knew Shanna and Seth would too. She looked into the distance and saw Mandy sitting alone on the beach. Seth was slowly walking up to her. The Lakota girl hoped he would be of some comfort to the poor young woman.
Mandy wiped her tears, staring in the ocean. Seth slowly sat down, looking at her. The blonde glanced slightly over at him, then back to the ocean. “You come to tell me everything is going to be okay?” she asked.
“Nope,” he sighed.
“You sang beautifully, Seth,” Mandy smiled.
“I hope you liked it.”
“I did and I know . . .Boone would have too.” The young woman nearly broke down in tears again.
Seth then reached over and took her in an embrace. She collapsed into his arms and started to cry once again. The bookstore worker held onto her, letting her let out her grief. She stopped, and wiped her nose. “I’ll never love . . .I’ll never love again,” she whispered.
“Yes, you will,” Seth said, “If you don’t ever love again, you’ll never be human.”
“Boone . . I can’t forget him, Seth . .:” she wept.
“And you are not going to. You will always remember that love you and he shared. That love will stay with you for the rest of your days and it will be unique. But you know what? You’ll survive through this and the next love you find will be unique too. But Boone will never leave you.” He slowly placed his hand on her chest below her neck, “he’ll always be right there, with you till the end of your days.”
Mandy placed her hand over his and leaned up. She smiled at him, through her tears. “Why is it you always know what to say?” she sighed.
“Gods gift, I suppose,” he shrugged his shoulders.
“Thank you, Seth. I feel a little better.”
“You’re going to make it, Mandy. And you will love again. I don’t think Boone would have wanted you to be alone.”
The blonde stopped crying. “What did you say?” she asked.
“I said I don’t think Boone would have wanted you to be alone.” He repeated.
Mandy covered her mouth. “You’re right,” she whispered, “You are absolutely right.”
“I am?” he blinked, curious where this was coming from.
“Before he died. . .he whispered to me . . .don’t be alone, don’t be alone,” Mandy smiled through her tears, “I think he knew . .he knew I would be saying this and refusing to love again. He . . .he didn’t want me to go through life without someone by my side.”
“See?” Seth smiled, “He knew what you would do. You’re going to be okay, Mandy, cause Boone said so.”
Mandy took a deep breath, feeling better. She then reached over and took Seth’s hands. “I need one more favor from you, Seth.” She sighed.
“Name it.” He immediately replied.
“Boone said that Locke told him not to tell about a Hatch. Mia was with them at the time and I know she was not responsible for his death.”
“I know that too and I am glad to hear you say it.”
“The reason I believe it is cause Boone said so before he died. He knew Mia was trying to help him. But I want I want you to find out for me, is what really did happen and what this Hatch is. Can you . .talk to Mia for me?”
“Sure thing. I wanted to check on her anyway,” He said, leaving over and kissing her on the cheek, “I will let you know what I find.”
“Thanks, you are still the best.” Mandy smiled.
Seth got up and walked away. He began to head back up to the encampment. Mandy wiped her face one more time, feeling a little better. The grief she was feeling was still with her but she felt a little stronger to keep going. Like Seth said, Boone would have wanted her too. She then thought of Shannon and turned to look at her. Locke was with her, and gave her Boone’s bag; Mandy recognized it. They sat and talked for a few minutes. Then Locke got up and began to walk toward her.
She slowly stood up and walked over to meet him. The bald man met up with her and they stared at each other in the sand. “I know how much he meant to you,” the older man sighed, “I don’t have any words to offer you . .I’m sure you’ve heard it already.”
“You would be right,” she said coldly.
“I shouldn’t have asked him out there with me . . .but it’s too late to take that back . .I only hope one day you can forgive me.”
“I might . . depending on what I find out . . .” Mandy gritted her teeth. She wanted to attack him.
Locke blinked at her. He could already tell what she was thinking. “Mia had nothing to do with this.” He said slowly.
“I know that. But I still want to know what happened. What REALLY happened.”
Locke shook his head. He had hoped no one else would learn about the Hatch but it might have been impossible at the moment. He was going to contain it best he could. Maybe Mandy knew about the Hatch, maybe she didn’t. Regardless, he had said his peace. “Storms coming.” He said, as he walked away.
Mandy didn’t move as he walked away past her. She paused for a second to let her rage settle; then walked forward to check on Shannon. She then paused, noting the tall blonde was not crying anymore. She had gone over to Sayid and asked him something. The look on the Iraqi’s face is what bothered her.
The men who were working on the raft, continued best they could. Emotions were running high. Sawyer was pissed that they lost someone else. Micheal had just spent the last 20 minutes assuring Walt they wouldn’t die out on the ocean. Jin said nothing but Korean words the whole time as well.
As they worked, Cecil slowly walked around the corner. He walked over to the side where Sawyer was working. The redneck looked at him and continued to work. “Pretty good progress.” Cecil replied.
“Yeah, we think so.” Sawyer said, securing a railing.
“Where is McKay?”
“Well, in case you hadn’t noticed, old man, his little sister lost her boyfriend and he spent the majority of the morning digging his grave, “the southern man grunted, “We figured we’ve give him the day off.”
“Yeah, about Boone’s death . .that’s what I wanted to talk to you about.”
“I barely knew him,” Sawyer grunted.
“Me neither. But his death got me thinking . . .about the death of someone else I had seen on the island. Both were good boys and they were taken before their time.”
“Is there a point to this?” the redneck grunted.
“Yeah, there is, Sawyer,” Cecil said, “It got me thinking about my life and past regrets.”
“I figured you didn’t regret anything from the way you talk.”
“I don’t. I don’t regret a single thing I did. But it doesn’t change the fact, that I still believe in synergy of life.”
“What the hell does that mean?”
“Means, what goes around comes around,” the old man said coldly, “I always knew sooner or later, I would pay for what I’ve done.”
Sawyer ignored him, and began to start chopping bamboo. Cecil looked at him, studying his features. “I guess I will let you get back to work,” he sighed.
“Yeah, you do that.” Sawyer hissed.
Cecil walked a few feet then turned around. “Oh, by the way, that woman I was talking about? The one who’s husband gave me her car . . . .. Her name was Lily Ford.”
Sawyer stopped chopping. He slowly looked at Cecil, who proceeded to cough. After he spit something out, he looked back at the southern man noticing the contempt in his eyes. “I’ll be in the jungle when you are ready to come talk to me about it.” He told him.
Sawyer stared at the old man, watching him walk away. He was starting to hear a drum beat near by. Before he could scream at Shanna, he realized what that drum beat was.
His own heart beat.
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