Guest Posted January 15, 2009 Share Posted January 15, 2009 Disclaimer: Lost Fanfic- It's about the NPC's Non-player Characters not actually heard from in the script, but are always in the background of the show.. this is their story. Don't read if you don't appreciate some spoilers. Clear skies and not a cloud in sight, death was on the horizon for that much he was certain. He hadn't felt this anxious about flying in years. Flashes of the disaster ignited in his brain letting him catch a glimpse of what was to come. He smiled nervously at the flight attendant as she assured the passengers it was normal turbulence and that everything would be back to normal soon. He knew she was lying, her face gave away the fear as she fabricated lie after lie. She knew damn well this wasn't normal turbulence. He watched as she swiftly went her assigned seat, the seats that were for this type of situation. He listened as everyone was ordered to buckle themselves in for satety. The last ditch effort to not go flying out of their seats if the body of he plane separated from the tail. The facemasks fell and everyone began clinging onto them for dear life, like oxygen would save them now. He searched frantically within his pant pockets until he found a picture of her, she was beautiful and waiting for him to arrive safely. The wedding was tomorrow, he'd flown to Australia on business something that couldn't be put off, something he saw safe in his mind. He never predicted this, if he'd seen this in his thoughts he'd stayed home. Nothing was worth this type of terror, the inevitable and in his gut he felt the plunge would begin soon. He caressed her image as though he could actually feel the silkiness of her hair, as red as fire he used to tease her, what he wouldn”˜t give to do that again. This was it, no goodbyes and no last minute I love you. Instead of a wedding, she would now be attending his funeral. Grace looked down at her hands as everyone panicked around her, the chaos was something she'd only seen in movies, not something she'd expected to see in her everyday life. She'd been in Australia promoting her book a series teenagers seemed to take to most. A story of love, drama and happy endings. Not that she felt there were always happy endings, just her publisher insisted on her novels ending with hope. Something she wanted right now, something that seemed hollow to hold onto in moments like these. Glancing around at the other passengers she saw who they truly were in a moment such as this, a moment when all your fears come forward and you know that you're not going to make it. She saw a man down the row from her was stroking a picture of someone he loved. The woman next to her clutched desperately at her rosary while whispering prayers in raspy uneven breaths. She let her attention drift to teenager who cried into her hands as her mother caressed her long brown hair in attempt to control her hesterics. The sight of an older man caught her attention as he closed his eyes, there were no emotions playing across his calm face. Last she noticed a young pregnant girl rubbing her distended belly as tears fell slowly down her pale skin. The plane jerked and rumbled, she had no use of her facemask she didn't need to calm down. Her life had been over the day she'd found him in bed with another woman, she'd been dead emotionally for months now. Numbness could be taken for granted, but now she revealed in it, loving the feeling of nothingness. She couldn't even feel the raw, vivid pain that should come when you realize you”˜re about to die. Frowning she noticed the man with the picture looking directly at her. He didn't look away, just stared at her as he caressed the one he loved as though she was actually here with him. Grace felt a jolt of sorrow, not for herself, but for him. He had someone he loved to go home to, someone waiting on him, someone he'd never see again. She wasn't even sure her husband knew she was out of town. That painful, yet bitter thought shattered her apathy. She broke the gaze as she wiped tears falling carelessly down her cheeks. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Andon Posted January 16, 2009 Share Posted January 16, 2009 OMG OMG OMG LOCKE OMG Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted January 16, 2009 Share Posted January 16, 2009 Yeah I know!!!!! Just wait man.... just wait. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
NavyGal Posted January 16, 2009 Share Posted January 16, 2009 Nice. I've never been a fan of Lost but I will read this I think. I prefer to read than watch tv anyway. looking forward to tit One flash of my perfect chest and he'll be knocked out in a happytime daydream. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted January 16, 2009 Share Posted January 16, 2009 I promised I would not make a character named Cindy that sleeps with Sayid. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted January 30, 2009 Share Posted January 30, 2009 Grace opened her eyes slowly. The smell of blood and burned flesh was enough to make her insides go numb. She heard screams and sobs outside the broken walls of the plane. Pressing firmly down on her seatbelts release she saw the woman next to her had broken her neck. Cringing she pushed the lifeless body gently out of her way as she crawled quietly towards a broken window. The fresh sea breeze caught her hair pulling it in all directions. The screams were still echoing in her ears as she searched the beach for those in need of help. Liam noticed a young girl pulling her mothers body across the hot sand. Without hesitation he moved in her direction. After prying her lifeless mother from the daughters iron strong grip he began CPR. Yet, he knew this was hopeless. He felt the daughters pain as she watched him work on her mother, but the life energy and the glow he'd seen around this woman on the plane was now gone. He performed the moves almost methodically as her daughter cried silently watching him work on the dead body of her mother. After several minutes Liam pushed his damp hair from his face, shortly after he noticed she wasn't crying anymore. The girl just stared blankly as she griped her mother's cold lifeless hand that had been the same warm touch consoling her on the plane. Liam felt dead inside as his eyes roamed the beach taking in forty or so people struggling to find a grasp on reality. After several moments Grace noticed the young girl clutching her dead mothers' hand. Slightly shaken by the sight she walked slowly towards the scene. Grace spoke softly to the teenager as she caressed her mothers' skin. The girl didn't notice her as she mumbled quietly beneath her breath. The numbness the girl was feeling was something Grace knew all too well. However she hadn't felt this alive in years, the dark cloud she constantly viewed the world from had suddenly lifted. ”œStrange isn't it?” Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Andon Posted January 30, 2009 Share Posted January 30, 2009 OMFG HURLEY!!!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Andon Posted March 2, 2009 Share Posted March 2, 2009 I demand more Katez!!!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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