The fact was, no matter how closely they seemed to be keeping an eye on him, Walter Bishop was a grown man, and short of putting him under lock and key again, they couldn't expect him not to wander from time to time. And he was a proficient wanderer, it turned out, slipping right out from under the noses of even the most diligent guardians ( Read more... )

Rogue had taken a lot of care in prepping for the day’s excursion. She’d had to find a new bathing suit, for starters, since her last good one had been stolen by a literal wave of bad luck. She’d packed a bag with water and sangria she’d left soaking for a whole day, two towels and a chewed up paperback edition of The Firm. Sarong firmly in place ( Read more... )

Theresa Cassidy had left the Island. Cable supposed that he could comfort himself with the idea that she has returned to the same home he himself longed for but, in all honesty, he was still largely convinced that she, like every other person on Tabula Rasa, was merely a duplicate of the real Theresa Cassidy created for this Island and now, no ( Read more... )

Dated March 31, 2011:
Hugo Reyes was not, in fact, anywhere near the common room, but down the hall in his own room, bent over a book. On how to play the guitar. It seemed like as good a time as any to try, and he'd been having trouble sleeping since Alex had left - somehow he'd gotten into habits, and they'd been uprooted already. When he heard ( Read more... )

Having an increasingly mobile daughter was both a relief and a concern.

The relief was that she was acquiring milestones as a developing child could be expected to reach them, so he wasn't doing something completely wrong, although he wasn't sure he'd contributed to this one so much as Shenlong, by way of both being and not being a stationary dog ( Read more... )

That the island (or whatever runs it) has an extremely distinct sense of humor is something that hasn't really escaped Rodney Skinner's attention. The fact that the bookshelf keeps giving him titles such as Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea and Dracula hasn't passed him by, and neither has the appearance of his coat and facepaint. Today, ( Read more... )

Some days, he thinks it hurts more than his thumb, still strapped up and healing in the bone. For he first few days, he searched for her and the baby, but, pretty soon, he stopped searching. There isn't much left of her at all; nothing to really remember her by. He searches her house from top to bottom, lies down on her bed for a while but doesn ( Read more... )

If asked a matter of months ago, Eduardo would have had a good idea of how he expected to spend his twenty-third birthday. It would've been spring break, he'd have flown out to Palo Alto and crashed at Mark's for the week, and their differences having supposedly been set aside, there would have been some sort of party and Mark might have even taken ( Read more... )

See, the first time he'd needed new clothes on the new island (the one that wasn't his) Sawyer'd gone for him. For his own good, or at least that's what he'd said. Given how messy his first couple hours had been, he'd basically needed new clothes immediately, so when he was told to stay where he was and don't get in any more trouble, he did what he ( Read more... )

Dated February 14th, 2011:
'Eat me, Hugo,' said the candy-grass.

"No," said Hurley.

'Eat me,' said the grass again.

One Hugo Reyes arrives on candy island toward the start of Valentine's Day. He runs into his old friend the redneck, and both of them end up taking a bit of a swim.

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