rating: pg13
summary: Sawyer gets an offer to save ana's life. Takes place at the begining of season 3.


Part 1


As he woke, the jungle was all surrounding him. The cage, gone. His dirty blonde hair covering his face as the sun burnt his skin. His heart pounding, still torn in two from his recent loss. How long had it been since he had looked into her deep, dark eyes or felt her smooth, sun kissed skin next to his. Sawyer had not realised his love for the dark beauty until he had lost her, he would do anything to get her back, have her here now, at his side.
His trance was broken by the sound of voices only a few feet from him.

"It's about time you woke up!" The voice familiar to him, made his skin crawl. The reason he lost his love. Henry.

"What do you want, not Henry?" His gaze rising to the other. He sat in a chair just feet away from him, a smug look covering his features.

"Now, now Sawyer, you and I both know that isn't my name. You must feel at a great disadvantage, not knowing what my name actually is. I'll give you a clue shall I? It begins with a B." The cowboy rose to his feet, the corners of his mouth raising. A snigger escaping his tight lips.

"Bastard?" His dimples deep and meaningful as Henry Gale's expression angered.

"It's Ben, Sawyer." Another smile erupting from Sawyer's face.

"Well, well, Ben, your second name seems awfully familiar, kinda like mine." Ben’s patience was at it’s last tether.

“Would you like my offer or not Sawyer?” Sawyers head cocking ever so slightly, his gaze never leaving Ben’s.

“And what would that be now?” He didn’t trust this Ben as far as he could throw him, and he was enjoying teasing him way too much.

“My offer, Sawyer. Would you like your girl back? Ana-Lucia I believe her name was.” The arrogant smile vanished from Sawyer’s face, his expression angered, hurt apparent in his eyes.

“You mention her name one more time and I swear I’ll . . .”

“You swear you’ll what Sawyer? There is a way. But we must act quickly or Ana-Lucia will be lost forever.”

Part 2

Striding through the corridors, Sawyer and Ben passed many doors. Most of them stood locked, finally, after what seemed like fifteen minutes they stopped at yet another locked door. Feeling into his pocket Ben pulled out a rounded key, rusted with age. Placing the key in the lock, Ben’s hand trembled ever so slightly. This did not miss Sawyer’s attention. What was Ben so nervous about? Was he even telling the truth? The door swung open with a click and Sawyer found himself in front of an empty room.

“What the heck is this, psycho?” Anger rising through his veins, the whites of his eyes swelling to a greater size.

“You can not prevent her from being shot Sawyer, but you can stop it being fatal. Good luck Sawyer.” Feeling hands on his chest, Sawyer looked down before being swiftly pushed into the room. The walls disappearing by the second. His heart banging against it’s cage, attempting escape as he swivelled round, rapidly. The room no longer around him, surrounded by the jungle once more. The sky beginning to darken.
Jack, Kate and locke behind him. This was the night Michael killed Ana, and he was going to be too late to save her again. He couldn’t sit back and watch her die. Not again. Sawyers pace quickened. Before long he was in full sprint, leaving the rest far behind, puzzled. The jungle whizzed past him at great speed, his blonde hair flowing behind him as the cool air stung his face. Nothing was going to stop him saving his girl. Fear began to rise in his chest. What would it be like to see her again? He could kiss her and touch her, watch her for as long as he liked and no one could take that away from him. He couldn’t let her die. Not again. The warm skin of his hands clashed with the cool metal of the hatch door as he swung it open silently. Fear consuming him. He didn’t let it show. In front of him stood Michael, aiming a gun at Ana.

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Part 3

Michael glanced up at Ana sorrow filling his eyes. The gun tight in his grasp.

“I’m sorry.” He whispers.

“For what?” A shot echoed off the walls. Michael sprawled across the floor underneath an angry Sawyer, his side aching. Letting himself and Michael up, Sawyer sent a warning glance in his direction.

“Don’t hurt her and I won’t tell anyone what you’re up to. I’ll let you do all of it.” His expression serious for the first time Michael had noticed. He actually cared about someone. Maybe he was in love, god had he missed a lot by going after the others. What had he done?

“Fine. But ya gotta understand, I only want my boy back.” The gun still rested in his hands, finger still automatically lingering on the trigger.

“Michael?” Rapidly spinning around at the voice, Michael’s finger slipped, gun erupting into life, two bullets leaving it and lodging themselves inside their host. Libby. Still holding the blankets to her stomach. Her blonde hair falling across her face as her eyes flutter shut. Silence engulfed the room. Michael looked at his work in shock. Terror etching it’s way across his face as his hands began to shake.

“You assh-le! Look what ya gone and done now. If your gonna make this work, hurry your stupid ass up, let non-Henry out of that armoury and go help her unless you want a dead body on your hands.” The commands slipped out of his mouth smoothly. It felt strangely good. Snapping himself out of the trance, he rushed to Ana’s side. Her hand rested neatly on her hip, lips parted and eyes tightly closed, yet still, she managed to look as beautiful as ever. Scared to even move, Sawyer raised his hand to her neck, gently feeling for a pulse. Thump, thump, the steady rhythm of her heart, slowing rapidly as the blood seeped out of her body. Her skin still warm under his hand.

He hated to admit it, but he needed jack. Jack could save her. He couldn’t, no matter how much he wished he could. Gently gliding his hand down her cheek, he watched her slowly breathing, chest gently rising and falling. He couldn’t believe it was really her. Right there in front of him, her life hanging in the balance. He was home. Where he was supposed to be, by her side. He raised his hand to her hair, brushing it swiftly out of her face, letting himself linger there for a second more. Standing up he lightly kissed her forehead before rushing to fetch jack’s medical supplies. He had no idea what he was doing, but he couldn’t just sit and wait for old jacko to get here. He rummaged through every cupboard he could find, pulling everything out. God he hopped the doc hadn’t hidden them from him. The debris on the floor began pilling up. Finally putting his hands on their target he rushed through the pile of obstacles on the floor and rushed back to his girls side.

Not-Henry stalked past, before rushing out of the door, as Michael hurried to Libby’s side. Kneeling once more in front of Ana, Sawyer carefully raised her top, revealing a deep bullet wound lodged in her rib cage. Working as fast and gently as he could, he found a pair of tweezers and worked on removing the bullet from her wound. He dropped it hastily to the floor, the metal clashing with a clang. He lifted a cloth to her skin, applying pressure to the wound. Ana began to squirm beneath his touch. He let go, terrified of hurting her more than she was already hurting. Her eyes began to flutter, until open wide. Her dark eyes met his light. One word escaping her lips before she drifted once more into unconsciousness.

“Sawyer.”

The door burst open. Slamming against the wall as footsteps approached.

“Sawyer what the heck was all that. . . Oh my god, what happened?”

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OMG this was soo good can't wait for the rest :dance: :dance:

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Thanks guys, glad you like it. More will come soon :) I will hopefully have some more by tonight

okie dokie. I got more :D Let me know what you think, I managed to make this chappie a bit longer.

Part 4

It had been two hours since the shootings; Libby was laid on the lower bunk, Hurley at her side, tears filling his eyes, her hand clasped loosely in his. The blue blanket around her small fragile body, pulled up to her collar bone and neatly tucked in under the mattress. Jack stood at the entrance to the bedroom part of the hatch, sorrow covering his face. It was only a matter of time, and everyone knew it. He had to talk to Sawyer. Turning into the lounge area, Sawyer sat on the table, brushing Ana’s dark hair out of her face as she battled on. His hair raggy, his clothes too. Her blood splattered up his shirt. He hadn’t changed, he hadn’t even washed. Only his hands were clean. His eyes had lost their sparkle and his smile, dimples, no longer remained.

Feeling eyes burning the back of his head he turned to find Jack standing behind him. He rose to meet him.

“What’s up doc?” (AN. No pun intended.)

“We need to talk. Not here.” He strode out of the hatch, waiting outside of the hatch door for Sawyer to join him. Taking one last glance at Ana, Sawyer followed. One step out of the hatch and he was surrounded by jungle. No Jack in sight.

“Sawyer.” He turned to find Jack behind him leaning against the hatch wall.

“She’s gonna be alright, isn’t she?”

“I don’t know Sawyer. Maybe if we were in a hospital right now, but we’re not and it was quite a bad wound. I’m not sure. She’s lucky she didn’t crack a rib, or burst a lung. But she’s definitely doing better than Libby, at least Ana stands a chance. There’s nothing I can do for Libby, that’s why I wanted to talk.”

The leaves rustled in the gentle breeze and the birds chirped in the trees. Everything was nature here. The trees, the grass, the jungle. The hatch changed all of that, as did all of this death. Sawyer shuffled his feet. He didn’t care about Libby. He wasn’t happy she was dying but he didn’t care, all he cared about was Ana, and he wanted to get back to her.

“Why you tellin’ me this doc?”

“I want you to get the statues, Sawyer. It will make it easier for her.” Sawyer sighed. He didn’t want to waste any of his time. His precious time he had left with Ana, even after coming back all this way he still might not be able to save her, he still might lose her. Looking up into Jack’s eyes, he knew what he had to do.

“Fine, but anything happens to Ana while I’m gone and there is gonna be hell on when I get back.”

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He stormed through the jungle, his pace quickening with every step. Twigs snapped under his feet as the jungle awakened around him the bushes covered his view. Pushing them aside he catches a glimpse of the beach. Golden sand, covered in tiny little tents. The sea splashing wildly at the shore. Hurrying his pace, his feet led him to his tent, making sure he ignored all of his neighbours stares and questions. The night’s air engulfed the land, the camp fires lighting up his view. Pulling back the canvas of his tent, he stepped inside. Lifting up the scrap metal and rummaging around in the dark for the drugs. When he finally put his hands on the statues, his mind triumphed. He pulled two of the statues out of his stash and placed them into the backpack, before throwing it over his shoulder and heading back out into the night’s air. He made his way back up to the jungle, stopping as he walked past Ana’s tent. He dawdled over to the entrance of her tent. Lifting the canvas and snooping inside. He stood motionless for a few seconds before reaching into the back of his pants. His hand came into contact with something hard, something cold. The gun. He starred at it for what seemed like an eternity before placing it on the makeshift bed.

“Present for ya chica.”

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He strolled calmly through the hatch door, backpack now in his hand. Waltzing up to Jack he dumped the backpack onto the table.

“Got your drugs doc. Ya happy now?” He wondered away, over to Ana, sitting by her side and taking her hand into his. He gently rubbed her fingers with his thumb. This was where he wanted to be.

“Hey Rambina. How ya doin’? Feeling any better?” Her eyes fluttered at the sound of his voice.

“Chica? You in there?” His heart skipped a beat at the hope she might be waking up. His eyes lighting up, regaining some of their sparkle.

“Sawyer?” Her eyes opened wide, meeting his. They starred into each others eyes for what seemed like hours. Her hand still tightly in his grasp.

“What ya doin’ here cowboy?”

“What’s it look like Ana – Lulu. I’m lookin after my girl.” Her eyes squinted; she pulled her hand out of his grasp.

“I’m not your girl Sawyer.” His grin emerged once more and his dimples deepened. She couldn’t not look at them. A smile tugged at the corners of her lips.

“Oh you know you are Cupcake.”



Part five will come soon. :D :hug: :wub: sana is just the best thing ever :D

I love this story please update soon!!! MORE SOON!!!!! PLEASE!!!!

come on now if you already have it written then post it don't make me come after you because when it comes you Sana i will come after you for an update lol

anyways this is a GREAT story

nope im pretty much just writing it as i come to it lol. Thanks for the reviews, im so glad everyone likes it :D i promise i will try to have more up by tomorrow

Awwwww so cute... :wub:
I just read the whole thing and i absolutely love it. Great story you have here. Can't wait for the next chapter. :D :D :D

Next chapter for you :) just a little fluffy sana scene. sorry it's so short.

michellefreak223 - im glad you like it :) here is some more for ya :)

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bel - you think it's cute :blush: thanks :) I'm glad you love it, here the next chappy

Part 5

It had been a few weeks since the attack. Sawyer would not leave her alone. What had gotten into him? He had explained everything to her, about how she should have died, and about coming back in time to save her. What she didn’t understand was why?

It was Libby’s funeral tomorrow; she couldn’t help but feel guilty for her death. She had argued with Jack for hours that morning to allow her to attend, but the doctor being the doctor he protested, she was still too weak.

“I’d like to show him weak.” She muttered to herself as she attempted to crawl out of bed.

“Hey, hey, where do ya think your going rambina?” Sawyer appeared around the corner of the room.

“Oh great, just what I need.” She rolled her eyes sarcastically as she threw a leg over the side of the bed. Within a few seconds she was fully standing up, wobbling from the lack of use of her legs. Sawyer grabbed her arm and steadied her.

“You need to rest Ana.”

“I’ll rest later. I am not missing Libby’s funeral, you couldn’t stop me if a meteoroid hit the island. I’m going.” She was so stubborn.

“Why are you suddenly so concerned anyway? You have been totally different since this supposed time travel thing, haven’t skitted me once.”

“Things change Ana. You don’t realise how much you care for someone till you lose them, and weather you want it or not, you have got my attention.” She sighed and sat back on the bed. Brushing her hair out of her face before her head hung in her hands. Sawyer stood awkwardly in front of her, unsure of what action to take. Her shoulders began to shudder, and her breath wagered. Sawyer’s heart melted, he carefully sat down beside her, his arm draping across her shoulders, pulling her into him. She wept into his chest.

“Don’t worry chica. I’ll look afta ya.” She surrendered to his embrace, letting all of the guilt and grief wash over her; he brushed it all away, wiping the tears from below her eyes. Once more, their eyes connected, this time in a way neither of them had felt before. The tears welled up in her eyes, the connection proving too much. His eyes pulled on muscles in her heart she didn’t even know she had before. Their gaze never breaking for a second. His breath hot on her skin, as he leaned in closer. He planted a gentle kiss on her forehead. They were caught up in the moment; she leaned up to meet his lips. The connection like nothing she had felt before. His hand slid down her back to rest on her hip, while hers reached up to his head and her fingers tangled in his hair. Their kiss, gentle and surprisingly loving. Her teeth scraped his lower lip, their kiss deepening.

“Ana? Are you here?” The pair tore apart, just as Jack walked into the room.

“Your up? I was just coming to get you. You wanted to come to the funeral, fine, but your straight back here after.”

“Thanks Jack.” As Jack turned to leave, Sawyers arm laced back around Ana’s back as he lightly kissed her cheek.

fabulous update! short but sana sweet!

Thank you. Bad news though. There wont be another update till closer to the end of the week, if that. My pc wont even go on, im stuck on my mum, which i can only go on when she lets me and i dont have naything saved on here etc. I'll let you all know when I get back on to it and you can expect an update around that time :)

Awwwww! :lol: Thats was so sweet!!!!!!! I love it! Why did you computer have to brake!!!! *slaps computer* Work!!! I need more!!!! :( ..................Cant wait for more! :D

oh oh more SANA except i didn't even know you updated i guess i should be more observant hehe more whenever you can please

if my brother would come and fix it tomorrow there could be more by then but he sed no i cant come tomorrow it will have to be near the end of the wk *rolls eyes* I hate this pc. sorry guys :(

Awwww that was so sweet!!! I loved it. :wub:
Sorry to hear about your pc caramel. This is going to be one long week!!!
Hope your brother can fix it for you.

;) :)

omg i LOVE it!!!
your story is so good
now i wish even more that michelle was still on lost
:(
hope ur pc is fixed soon!!!!

this is soooooooooo awesome i need moooooooooooooooore :wacko: :bow: :bow: :bang: :help: :help: :pray: :pray: :grin: :grin: :grin: i'm crazy :D

i hope you get your pc fixed wat a bad time for it to malfunction :cuss: :D :D

woah havn't checked this story in a couple of days and OMG!!!!!!!! caramel this is SO GOOD!!!!!!!!!!! I love it :D it's my lastest addiction :ph43r: lol MORE MORE MORE!!! hope you're computer get's fixed soon. this story's such a good idea :P

Okay I'm finally back onto my own pc WooooHoooo. So here is the next chapter for you all :) I have a bit of an evil ending to it though, your all gonna hate me lol.

doublell20 - thank you :) sana sweet. i like the sound of that :)

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NIKKI2513 - ha ha lol, you are the one that said you would come ater me and you didnt even check. ha ha. very ammusing.

bel - Yeah it was a long week lol. Very long. Im glad you loved it :)

amandine - thank you. Yeah i wish taht too :( aww well.

AdrianP - you need more, here is more :) Im glad you think its awsome.

devilish_angel - Im glad you loved it lol. Im an addiction :o oh no :lol: *looks scare* Not chanting please not chanting lol. Wow i think you must be lucky, you brought me luck. You posted and my brother came and fixed it. :o wow. You are never leaving my side from now on lol. :lol: im only kiding lol.

Part 6

The sun was hot, burning the ground into a crisp, hard, earth. Libby's body was lowered into the ground, all of the castaways standing around the edge of the grave, sorrow apparent in their eyes. Ana's was the worst. Her eyes, no longer shone in the light, but caused the shadows to fall on her face in all the wrong ways. She looked tired. The tears welled up in her eyes, everyone could tell. No-one payed any attention to it. Her heart pounded in her chest, her jaw begingin to quiver. She wouldn't let all of these people see her cry. Sawyers arm draped around her waist, pulling her closer to him, her tears vanished.

She felt safe, sheltered in his arms, like nothing could harm her. Her hand found it's way to him, grasping it. Clasping fingers together, they fit.

Rose and Bernard were standing oppostie the couple. Rose glanced up, smiled, then nudged Bernard. His eyes followed hers, a beam growing acorss his face. The crowd suddenly jump at the voise of Sun.

"Boat, boat." All eyes cast out to sea at the luxuary sailboat floating peacefully only a few miles out. Sawyer kissed Ana's head, before raising his site once more to the boat.

" I'll be right back sweet cheeks." He squeezed her hand, one last time. Their connection now broken as he pulled his hand from hers, rushing down the beach towards the sea and the boat. He was closely followed by Jack and Sayid.

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She sat on the lower bunk as he paced the floor before her.

"You're gonna burn a hole in the floor in a minute cowboy." Her eyebrow raised, a slight smirk across her lips.

"So what did you say this guys name was?" He paused his pacing, glancing up at her through his ragy, blonde hair; lips slightly parted.

"Desmond." He resumed his pacing. A sigh escaped Ana's lips.

"Well how did he get out there?" This time, Sawyer did not pause his pacing, but continued to do so while giving his answer.

"I already told ya all this chica. I'm not goin' through it again." She sighed again. Standing, with slight difficulty, before standing in the southerner's path. His eyes came up to meet hers. Head slightly cocked to one side.

"Are you trying to get dry or something? Cause you've been doing that for the past half hour, and it doesn't lok to me as if you're even damp anymore." His eyes hardened.

"What would you know." A growl erupted from somewhere inside her, anger flarring up, turning her face slightly pink.

"What the hell is your problem, cowboy? One minute, your all like, hell i love you chica. Then the next your just like an empty shell. What the heck did I do to make you so damb angry with me? huh?" He sighed, glancing up at the dark beauty. Her arms crossed across her chest, her stance highly unfriendly.

"You never loved me chica, you never even liked me, but hell no, I'll just play along. Get myself a servant like little miss spoilt ass. Break the guys heart when I'm sick of him doin' everythin' for me." Something inside her exploded.

"What the heck are you talking about? huh Sawyer? You think you know me so well, don't you? Well you know what? You don't. Bet you can't guess what I'm about to do, get myself out of here, away from the most annoying person on this island, before my fist gets awful friendly with his face."

By this time, a crowd had formed. Everyone was staring at the southerner and the latina, their argument the most interesting thing that had happened since the shooting. All eyes were fixed, curious to see what would happen next.

"Well fine, you go and do that chica. See if I care when you fall off a cliff in the dark, and then we'll see who looks afta ya when you need it." She turned to storm out, pushing through the crowd. Sawyer followed, he wanted to watch her storm out of his life, hopefully forever. A warning went off in his mind. In the corner of his eye, a man stood in the corner, a man with a gun. An "other". Running towards Ana he lept though the air, flying towards her, just like he would of had he of had wings. A painful shot rang through the air. The stabbing pain, shooting through him. Grabbing Sawyer's the gun from the floor, she retaliated. The other now lying flat on the floor. Crimson, red stains splattered up the walls.

She turned to Sawyer.

"I'm alright Chica. Just scrapped my arm." But as Sawyer stood up, he noticed something that scared him even more.

omg that was so good!!!
but im a bit confused
was sawyer shot or did ana shoot the "other"?

update soon!

both. but the bullet only scrapped swayers arm.

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ok cool

the morem i read lost fan fictions, the more i wish ana lucia wasnt dead
i think im gona cry....

jk

update soon!

WHAT! Girl oh no you di-ent lol i guess i cant bitch because i was the one that forgot to see if you wrote hehe twice today too i just had to look and i found an update lol

my bad......


great update post more soon please

well I'm staying! I loooooove this story! yes, I'm a very lucky person *chough cough* and okay I wont chant :ph43r:

but OMG don't break them up! they're so cute and perfect :P seriously seriously great update :D

I have a feeling people wont like the next chapter then :blush: but dont worry it will all turn out okay in the end :D i have a little surprise in store that you will find out also in the next chapter :)

whoa...action filled update caramel!!

can't wait to see what your surprise is....and why we won't like the next chappy!

please don't keep us in suspense too long, eh!

Hehe. No problema!! :lol: :P

:o What happened? That last line sounds bad! Why? Whats wrong!!??? Oh, hurry and update!!! :( *paces the floor*

okay saying that i did parts 6 and 7 today (i was bored lol) I will post 7 now :) hee hee. Only because i am kind lol. I was going to do 8 aswel but i got sick of writing. So you will have to wait for that and this one is on a kind of cliff hanger too lol :lol: Hope you like it :)

Part 7

Jack was playing doctor again, stitching up his arm, adding a bandage to it. Sawyer did not look happy.

"Gotta tell ya something doc." Jack's eyes raised to meet Sawyer's, as if telling him to go on.

"Rambina, split her stitches open."

"How do you know?" Dare he even ask?

"When that other attacked us. Must have happened when she fell to the ground."

"I'll see to her in a minute, Sawyer." There was a commotion in the other room. It sounded sort of struggle, a few screams followed. Jack darted up, into the other room Sawyer close on his heels. Five "others" stood in the room. One was restraining Kate, another restraining sayid and one restraining Ana, the other two (one of which was Ben) just pointing guns around. Sawyer's eyes expanded.

"Unhand her now!"

"Oh, I think this one likes her, Ben."

"Shut up, keith. Now listen and listen carefully." He raised the gun to Ana's head.

"Try anything, and I'll kill her." Sawyer's hand reached for his gun, neatly tucked in the back of his jeans.

"Drop the gun, Sawyer." His eye's met Ana's, if he didn;t they would kill her, he couldn't let taht happen.

"Don't you dare." Ben looked at her, slightly surprised. She would risk her life for the southerner, he hadn't expect this.

"Oh is that the way we are going to play, Ana? Maybe you don't care about your own life." He lowered the gun from her head, however he didn't put it down. The gun now pointed in the direction of her stomach.

"What the heck you doin' Ben?" His head slightly cocked, his dimples nowhere in sight, only anger in his eyes.

"Oh so you don't know yet. I'm guessing it's your's aswell Sawyer." Suddenly Ana clicked on.

"Your wrong, it's not possible. Besides even if you were right, there is no way possible for you to know."

"Is that a risk your willing to take Ana? Do you want to lose another child?" Sawyer's eyes grew big. His grip on the gun loosened as the shock set in.

"Put the gun down Sawyer." Sorrow filled his eye's. He couldn't let them take her, but if he didn't she would die. His grip losened even more. The gun clattered to the ground.

"A very wise decision, Sawyer. Goodbye." The rest of the others, let go of their captives and began to back out, guns raised. Ben now restraining Ana, the gun still at her stomach. Her eye's still connected with Sawyer's until the last second. The second when the bag came down over her head.

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"We gotta get to her doc. You know she'll die if we don't." Jack raised his gaze from the floor.

"They won't hurt her,Sawyer."

"Unless you forgot Jacko, she has a gunshot wound in her chest, and unless you forgot this too; the stitches just split open. They aren't gonna do nothin' to help her, and if we're not quick, she's just gonna go and bleed to death." A sudden shuffling noise emerged from the doorway.

"I have an idea."

That was a great update, I hope there's going to be more soon.