lost FREE ficlet: trust issues
For antipholus_, who prompted "Calgary Flames love on the island."
A/N: As much as I didn't expect anything different from Torie, what am supposed to do with this?
It was Day 93 when Sayid saw tracks in the jungle. He got Locke, and they followed them back to a place on the beach, half way between where the tail side of the plane, and the middle section landed.
Locke and Sayid watched them for four days before coming back to Jack, Kate, and Ana with what they saw. Everything they did, everything they said to each other... it seemed like the four strangers were victims of the same plane crash. Was it possible that there was another section?
Trust issues hadn't decreased... paranoia had heightened, so Jack and Locke (Locke not wanting to leave again, Jack unwilling to let Locke be alone) sent Kate and Ana to follow Sayid to the strangers' makeshift camp.
Three more days of watching, secretly, before they decided to make a move. A hole was dug, and Ana wasn't about to make the same mistakes more than once. They had to convince her just as convincingly as Sawyer and Michael did.
Three passed the tests -- they were telling the truth, it was clear and obvious. They were on the manifest, and even seen on the plane. But the forth... Ana still needed to be convinced about the forth.
"Kate," Ana called over in a whisper. "He knows me and Sayid too well, I need to send in someone he doesn't."
Kate nodded, looking back at the hole. "What can you tell me about him?"
"He won't say much... just that he's from Canada."
Kate nodded and took off her backpack. "I'm going in... be ready to pull me out if needed." She swung herself over the small dike, into the cage-like hole.
She greeted her prisoner by shoving him to the ground. "Stay down there. Be nice to me... you'll find I'm a lot nicer than the other two... just answer me honestly."
The man grunted an affirmative response.
"Where you from?"
"Canada."
"Where?"
"Alberta. Oil fields."
"What were you doing in Australia?"
"Vacation. The oil fields make a lot of money. I saved up."
"Who's your favourite hockey team?"
"Excuse me?"
"Hockey team. Your favourite."
The stranger furrowed his brow. "Uh, Calgary. Calgary Flames."
Kate stared at him for long time, looking straight into his eyes. "Who plays right wing?"
"Excuse me?"
"You're a Flames fan, name one person who plays right wing?"
He hesitated, staring back at Kate, confused, unsure...
"Right. Okay then." Kate shook her head at the man before yelling, "Ana, let me back up." The rope was thrown over, and she climbed out of the hole. "He's faking," he told her.
"How could you tell?"
"Any true Flames fan knows who Jarome Iginla is."
Ana looked at her confused.
"I spent some time in Canada... believe me, I know." Kate paused again, looking back at the prisoner. "He's faking. Do whatever you want with him, I'll feel no guilt," she said before picking up her backpack, and making her way back into the jungle.
*****
Honestly, what else could I have done with that? ;)
A/N: As much as I didn't expect anything different from Torie, what am supposed to do with this?
It was Day 93 when Sayid saw tracks in the jungle. He got Locke, and they followed them back to a place on the beach, half way between where the tail side of the plane, and the middle section landed.
Locke and Sayid watched them for four days before coming back to Jack, Kate, and Ana with what they saw. Everything they did, everything they said to each other... it seemed like the four strangers were victims of the same plane crash. Was it possible that there was another section?
Trust issues hadn't decreased... paranoia had heightened, so Jack and Locke (Locke not wanting to leave again, Jack unwilling to let Locke be alone) sent Kate and Ana to follow Sayid to the strangers' makeshift camp.
Three more days of watching, secretly, before they decided to make a move. A hole was dug, and Ana wasn't about to make the same mistakes more than once. They had to convince her just as convincingly as Sawyer and Michael did.
Three passed the tests -- they were telling the truth, it was clear and obvious. They were on the manifest, and even seen on the plane. But the forth... Ana still needed to be convinced about the forth.
"Kate," Ana called over in a whisper. "He knows me and Sayid too well, I need to send in someone he doesn't."
Kate nodded, looking back at the hole. "What can you tell me about him?"
"He won't say much... just that he's from Canada."
Kate nodded and took off her backpack. "I'm going in... be ready to pull me out if needed." She swung herself over the small dike, into the cage-like hole.
She greeted her prisoner by shoving him to the ground. "Stay down there. Be nice to me... you'll find I'm a lot nicer than the other two... just answer me honestly."
The man grunted an affirmative response.
"Where you from?"
"Canada."
"Where?"
"Alberta. Oil fields."
"What were you doing in Australia?"
"Vacation. The oil fields make a lot of money. I saved up."
"Who's your favourite hockey team?"
"Excuse me?"
"Hockey team. Your favourite."
The stranger furrowed his brow. "Uh, Calgary. Calgary Flames."
Kate stared at him for long time, looking straight into his eyes. "Who plays right wing?"
"Excuse me?"
"You're a Flames fan, name one person who plays right wing?"
He hesitated, staring back at Kate, confused, unsure...
"Right. Okay then." Kate shook her head at the man before yelling, "Ana, let me back up." The rope was thrown over, and she climbed out of the hole. "He's faking," he told her.
"How could you tell?"
"Any true Flames fan knows who Jarome Iginla is."
Ana looked at her confused.
"I spent some time in Canada... believe me, I know." Kate paused again, looking back at the prisoner. "He's faking. Do whatever you want with him, I'll feel no guilt," she said before picking up her backpack, and making her way back into the jungle.
*****
Honestly, what else could I have done with that? ;)