Part 347: Unhappy Reuions

The Brat Pack was once again in an elevator, rising up to meet someone’s family. This time it was Shanna’s turn. The redhead couldn’t stop giggling, as she held both Mia and Seth’s hand. She didn’t really leave on good relations with her father but she was happy to see him again. The redhead was also proud to tell him about how her life turned got turned around and she finally accepted who she was. She was going to tell him all of this and more.

The elevator opened and the redhead lead her two friends down the hallway. She saw Chiles talking to someone and he looked rather miserable. Then the person he was talking too stood up and Shanna immediately recognized it as her Aunt Linda. The redhead stopped and slowly let go of Seth and Mia’s hands. “Wait here.” She whispered.

Mia looked a little concerned at Seth. The singer just shrugged his shoulders as he didn’t know what was happening either. Shanna walked down the hall and her aunt finally saw her. The older woman gasped with joy at the sight of her niece and ran to her; embracing her. “Aunt Linda, what are you doing here?” she said, hugging the woman.

“Oh, Shanna,” she wept, “I’m so sorry.”

“Sorry for what? Where is Dad?”

The woman started to cry louder. Shanna then started to grip onto her aunt’ blouse from the back. The woman wouldn’t be crying this hard unless something was wrong. “Aunt Linda, please,” Shanna started to get teary eyed, “Where’s dad?”

“Your daddy’s . .gone, honey.” She said, finally parting from her.

“Gone?” the redhead blinked.

“I’m so sorry, Shanna. He thought . . .he thought he lost you just like he lost your mother. When that plane went down . . .he started drinking again . .”

Shanna slowly closed her eyes, and tears started drip onto her cheeks. Mia covered her mouth with her hands and Seth took a deep sigh, as they could hear everything. “One night had had been heavily drinking,” Linda wept, “Then he . . .went driving and he . . .had a head-on collision with a semi. He . . .he didn’t suffer, Shanna.”

The redhead then started to break down crying. Mia ran to her and her best friend fell into her arms. Seth ran to them as well and hugged both of them. Shanna wept in Mia’s shoulder as her two friends embraced her. Linda wiped her tears and walked away. She didn’t know who the two people but clearly they cared for Shanna.

And right now that was enough.


After a few minutes, Shanna had stopped crying. The redhead rested on a beach, laying her head on Mia’s shoulder. The Lakota girl held onto her good friend, comforting her the best she could. Seth rested with them, holding the redhead’s hand. “I can’t believe it.” She whispered, “I can’t believe he’d give up like that.”

“I’m so sorry, Shanna,” Seth whispered.

The redhead gave no reply, just squeezed his hand. Mia kissed her on the head and held her close. “We’re here for you, Shanna.” She whispered.

“I know,” the redhead sniffed, “It’s the only thing . .that is comforting right now.”

Shanna leaned up and gulped. She wiped her tears and then stood up, coughing. Seth and Mia stood up with her but she must smiled at them. “Thanks for everything, guys,” she sniffed, “I . .I want to be alone for a few minutes ago.”

“Okay,” Mia said, understanding fully.

“We’ll be down in the restaurant if you need us, okay?” Seth told her.

“I’ll be down after while. I promise.”

Shanna wiped her tears and proceeded to walk down the hallway toward her room. Mia and Seth stood together, watching her leave. They wanted to help her but how could they help her with such a thing? She had to work it out for herself.

Shanna opened the door and slammed it shut. She walked into the living area of her room and stared out the balcony. She held her fist to her mouth, not wanting to cry anymore. She refused to cry for her father. A man who forced her to stay at a job she hated and refused to even get to know her friends. If he learned she was bi-sexual, he would have disowned her. Shanna then screamed, grabbing a nearby vase and throwing it against a wall. The glass shattered into a million pieces, spilling water and flowers everywhere. Shanna then screamed at the top of her lungs and then took a deep breath. “Yeah, I did that too.” Sawyer said behind her.

The redhead turned abruptly. The last thing she was expecting was southern man to in the room with her. He slowly closed the door and stepped in. “When my daddy died, I wasn’t feeling sadness,” he whispered, “I was feeling rage. I was mad. I was mad at him for being weak enough to leave me behind.”

“Your daddy . . .killed himself?” the redhead blinked.

“Yeah. Killed my mother first, then blew his own damn head off. While I was under the bed he was sitting on.”

“Oh, God, Sawyer.” She sniffed.

“Yeah. I know, pretty gruesome for a young kid to go through. But I’m here. And I survived.”

“Why . ..why are you telling me this now?”

“Cause the rage you are feeling will pass. The pain you are feeling will pass. You will survive this, Shanna. Don’t remember what your father didn’t do for you. Remember what he DID do for you and focus on that.”

Shanna slowly closed her eyes and let the tears drip from her eyes. The southern man slowly crossed the distance from where he was to her and embraced her. The redhead wept into his chest, gripping his shirts. “My mom’s dead,” she whispered, “And now my dad . . .I got . .I got nobody now.”

Sawyer slowly raised her head and gently kissed her on the lips. The soft touch he gave her made her stop crying almost immediately. As they parted, the redhead slowly opened her eyes and looked at him. He produced his warm smile that she loved so dearly. “That’s not true.” He said plainly.

Shanna laughed briefly and then hugged him again. Sawyer patted her on the back. “You got two good friends that won’t ever leave you,” the redneck said, “You got a lost girl that will probably love you if you ask her too. And you got me. I’ll always be there for you someway or another.”

Shanna wiped her tears, smiling. “You don’t think . .Sawyer . .you and me ever could . . .” she grinned.

“Hey, Cherry, you know me. I ain’t the settling down type. However, if I was . . .you’d be the one.”

She leaned up and kissed him on the cheek. “You are sweet, Sawyer.” She smiled.

“Who told you?” he said, producing another laugh from her, “Now dry those tears and let’s head down to the bar. We’ll toast to our dads, okay?”

“Okay,” she smiled, taking his hand.


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Shannon held onto her dress, fiddling with her hands. She was nervous as she had ever been before. Why shouldn’t she be? She was about to Sabrina that her son was dead. It was heart breaking at the time. She wasn’t looking forward to reliving it. Sayid then took her hands and brought them slowly away from her dress. “If you keep that up, you will tear your dress into pieces.” He whispered.

“I don’t want to do this.” The tall blonde whispered.

“I know. “the Iraqi replied.

“Oh, God, what is taking her so long? Did Chiles tell her?”

“Calm down, Shannon. You know you told him not too.”

“But what if she forced it out of him, what if she-“

Then the door slowly opened. Sabrina Rutherford walked into the room, holding her face. She had a smile on her face but it quickly disappeared as she saw that Shannon and Sayid were the only ones in the room. The tall blonde then stood up to face her step-mother. The older woman looked at Sayid with slow tears forming in her eyes. “Who is he?” she whispered.

“Hello, madam,” Sayid walked forward, extending his hand, “My name is Sayid Jarrah.”

Sabrina looked at him in mild shock; not shaking his hand. He held it out for a few seconds, then slowly dropped it. The woman then turned her gaze back to Shannon. “Where’s Boone?” she whispered.

“He . .uh . .. he . .didn’t . .make it.” Shannon stumbled to say.

Sabrina then dropped her purse. She then slowly stumbled back and slumped on a nearby chair. She buried her face in her hands, as she proceeded to weep. Sayid didn’t say anything, just looked his love. Shannon didn’t hardly know what to say either. She walked around the table and walked over to her step mother, kneeling before her. “I’m sorry, Sabrina.” She whispered, “He . . .he died, trying to save us.”

Sabrina didn’t raise her head; she just continued to cry.

“There was a crashed plane that was found after we crashed,” Sayid said, “He saw there was a radio and tried to call for help. He thought of others before himself. He . . was a brave man.”

“Thinking of others before himself?” Sabrina raised up, wiping her tears, “That was always the case with Boone. Especially . .with Shannon.”

The blonde blinked at what she said. Sabrina then looked at the tall blonde in utter contempt. “You . .this is your fault.” She whispered.

“What?” gasped the blonde woman.

“Boone was going down to Australia to bring you home. If he never did . .you would still be rotting there and . .he’d . .still be alive. . .”

“Sabrina, how can you say that?” Shannon gasped.

“Oh, shut up, you bitch,” the woman pushed her step daughter out of the way.

“Now, wait a damn minute-“ she tried to grab her step-mother but the woman reared around and slapped her across the jaw.

“HEY!” Sayid screamed as he got between them.

Sabrina pushed him out of the way. She stared at Shannon, while the blonde stared back at her; holding her cheek. “You are dead to me.” She whispered.

Shannon felt her lips trembling with rage. Tears slowly fell from eye blue eyes. “That’s the way it’s always been, huh?” she whispered, “Trying to convince me that my dad didn’t love me. I try to do the right thing with you by Boone and yet you still hate me.”

“You are a whore. You used Boone and you’ll use up any man you come across.” Sabrina hissed.

“Get out.” The tall blonde whispered.

“You don’t have anything now, and you will never have anything in the future.”

“Ma’am, you’ve said enough,” Sayid replied, “Now please leave.”

“I wasn’t talking to you, you filthy Muslim. Did you bring down the plane?”

Sayid then abruptly got in her face. She backed up quickly, getting stopped by the wall. “I have asked you kindly to leave,” he whispered, “If I must ask again . . .It won’t be kindly.”

Sabrina then spit on the ground and then opened the door, leaving. Shannon’s knees felt weak, so she quickly sat down. Sayid kneeled in front of her, taking her hands. “Are you all right?” he asked.

“How dare she.” The tall blonde whispered, “How . .dare she.”

“Shannon, she was struck with grieve. Perhaps she didn’t-“

“No, Sayid,” Shannon wiped off the last of her tears, “She meant every word she said.”

There was a knocking at the door, then it slowly opened. Mandy peered in her head and saw her two friends at the right side of the room. Shannon then stood up, smiling at her. The so-cal girl was flanked by her best friend and McKay. The Australian leaned in, opening the door closer. “Hey, guys,” he said, “Everything okay?”

“More or less,” Shannon sniffed.

“How . . .did Boone’s mother take the news?” asked Mandy.

“She didn’t take it well at all. In fact, she blamed me for it.”

“WHAT?” gasped Taylor.

“Yeah, even called me a whore to my face.” The tall blonde wiped her nose, “That bitch is never going to change.”

“Shannon, I am so sorry,” Mandy approached her.

“It’s okay, honey. I don’t care. I tried and if she doesn’t want to accept it, that’s her own damn fault.”

“Did you tell her . . .did you tell her I am pregnant with Boone’s child?”

“NO!” Shannon took her by the shoulders, “No, and I never will. She doesn’t deserve to know. She would only want constant visitation rights and she’ll only be a pest in our lives. No . .we’ll . .we’ll give this baby all the love they need and make our own happy family. Okay?”

Mandy smiled. She then embraced her new good friend. “Okay,” she said, proudly.

“Well, the majority of our friends are heading downstairs to enjoy the restaurant to enjoy this expensive food that the government is paying for,” McKay mentioned.” Why don’t we go join them?”

“An excellent idea.” Sayid patting him on the shoulder.

“Right. The one thing we need to always be with . .is our true family.” Mandy took Shannon by the arm and led her out of the room. Taylor took her other arm and the three blonde walked arm-in-arm toward the elevator.

McKay and Sayid just smirked at each other; glad it all still had a happy ending.