The LOST Writers' Island

Sayid, Jack and Libby

fricksgurl75 wrote:

She felt a small movement in his hand, and at frist thought she'd imagined it, that she was just hoping for something and it was just her mind playing tricks on her. But she realized that yet, she did feel his finger move ever so slightly. She had to believe he did it cause he could hear her, that it wasn't jsut some involunray reflex.

"You can hear me.." She said softly,  smiling a litle even though she felt tears in her eyes. "I got your signal baby.." She ran her the fingers of her other hand over his face lightly again. "I got it.."

He heard her voice but couldn't muster the strength to squeeze her hand again.   He knew she was there but he just didn't have the strength.

She felt like he was lost in there a bit, but he was trying to reach her, even if it was just a little bit. It was more than enough. At point all she wanted to do was comfort him, comfort for herself wasn't neccesary at this point.  Still holding his hand she leaned over over and laid her head near his so that she was close enough to his ar and started singing softly a song she first san to him in Frenc what seemed like so many years ago...

"Somehwere.. beyond the sea, somehwere waiting for me..my lover stands on golden sands and watches the ships.. that go sailing...

Somehere.. byeond the sea.. he's there waiting for me.. and if Icould fliy like birdson high. then straight to his arms.. I'd go sailing...

It's far.. beyond the stars.. it's near beyond the moon..and I know without a doubt.. my heart will lead me there soon...

We'll meet.. beyond the shore.. we'll kiss just as before.. and happy we'll be beyond the sea and never again will I go sailing..."

He heard her singing to him.  The memories flooded back to him of the first time she sang that song for him, after they'd tried to decypher Rousseau's notes.  Her voice was beautiful and so clear and on perfect pitch.

She closed her eyes after finishing the song and took a deep breath  She held his hand loosely in hers running her over his. Feeling as long as she was close and he could feel her, maybe even hear her he would be comforted. The tears spilled sofrtly out of the corners of her eyes.

"I love you baby.." She whispered softly to him. "And.. I'm not leaving.. I promise.." 

Libby walked back from the waiting area and stood at the door watching Shannon.  She wished she could do something to help them both.

She was tired, but knew she wasn't gonna sleep. She would stay up the rest of the night if she had to. But as she was laying there she did dose a little, before being woken by some light creeping in the room. It was early morning after all. She lifted her head and moved some hair out of her eyes and sat up a little. And then lean over and kissed him on the forhead again.

She sat back down, keeping his hand in hers and just watched him, her fingers of her free hand stoking his hair. She wasn't going to sleep, he wouldn't if the situation were reversed. So she sat there, lost in her thoughts, watching over him instead.

Libby walked in and put her hand on Shannon's shoulder.  "How is he?"  She whispered.

Just then Sayid squeezed Shannon's hand again.  Libby's breath caught in her throat.  "Did he do that?  did he just do what I think he did?" She asked.  She smiled broadly and patted Sayid's hand.  "I know you're in there.  I know it, sure as I'm standin' here, I know it!"  She said.

Libby rushed out to the nurses' station.  "Jack."  She said.

Jack looked up from his chart. "What is it?"  He asked, walking toward her.

"He moved."  Libby said.  "He moved his hand."

"Libby that's not possible."  Jack said.  "He's heavily sedated."

"I don't care what's possible Jack."  She said.  "He moved."

Jack walked back into the ICU room.  "Libby said he moved his hand."  Jack said.  "It's not possible Shannon, he's been through so much and he couldn't possibly move yet."

Sayid, Jack and Libby

fricksgurl75 wrote:

"I know.." She said, looking back down at him. "It probably took everything he had.. just to do it.." She smiled again and touched his hair. "He just.. wanted me to know that he was there.."

Jack checked the monitor again.  There didn't seem to be any other movements and very little brain activity from before, when Shannon was sure Sayid had moved.

She kissed his hand and rubbed his fingers again, looking at him lovingly through eyes that were a bit bleary. "He's strong.." She said with a little smile. "He's had to be."  

"Oh he certainly is."  Libby said.  "I've never seen a stronger man than Sayid."

She watched him a little bit longer and then looked up again, thinking of what to say if anything. She knew full well she didn't want to let his hand go in case he tried to move it again, even though she knew that wasn't very likely right now considering how much energy it seemed to take him just to do that.

Libby sat there next to Shannon just waiting...waiting to see if Sayid would move again, waiting for a miracle, anything to show them that he was there and he was going to recover.  They knew he was, just the little movement they had a little while ago was enough to prove that.  What they needed now was something substantial.

Jack stepped back over to Shannon and adjusted another one of the monitors.  He tore off the print out of the heart monitor and put it in Sayid's chart.

"I know that you had to do alot just to save him." She said, fixing his covers and just sort of doting on him. "like opening his chest and everything.. I'm under no illusions that this will be a quick fix..I know he's got a long ways to go." She smiled softly. "I'm grateful for everything you did for him.. it's because of you he's still here."

"It's what I do Shannon."  Jack said.  "You're my son's godparents and two of my best friends.  I'd move the whole world for either of you." Jack smiled and went back to his work.

Shannon knew that Jack used to kick himself a bit over her father's death. Which was unneccesary really, but she knew a person defined by guilt when she saw them. She herself had been one of them Such things didn't matter now. They were all different people now. She reached out and took Jacks hand and smiled again.

"Thank you for saving my husband."  She said with real feeling. "I wouldn't have been able to live without him.. he's my.. my whole heart.. so thank you.."

"It's my job."  Jack said, patting her on her shoulder.  "I'm just happy I was here to take care of him." Jack stepped out into the hallway to check the hospital's computer system. 

Libby watched Shannon sit back down and put her hand on her shoulder as they both watched Sayid sleeping.  He let out a low moan as he lay there and turned his head to the right as if to look at Shannon.

"I don't know but it looks to me like he's trying to come out of it."  She said.  "I don't really know, but it sure looks that way."

Sayid was trying to come out of it.  He was strong and the pain had begun to subside some.  He was trying to open his eyes and make some kind of contact with Shannon.  He felt her hand holding his and he weakly squeezed her hand.

"Did he do it again?" Libby asked.  "I swear I think he did." She said anxiously, looking to Shannon for any affirmation of what they knew was happening.

Said let out a soft moan again wishing he coul speak to her, tell her he loved her, anything to make contact.  He squeezed her hand again and tried desperately for her to understand him. 

Sayid, Jack and Libby

fricksgurl75 wrote:

"I know baby.." She whispered  to him again, feeling the fingers move. "I know yourr there.. ssssh.." She kissed his fingers again gently. "it's ok.."

Sayid turned his head slightly and tried to open his eyes but they just wouldn't do it just yet.  He wanted so much to communicate with her but his body just wasn't ready yet.

She looked up at Libby and tried to smile a little. "He wants to wake up.. to talk but.. he can't just yet." She turned back around and put her hand on his head, stroking his hair. "he just wants me to know.. he can hear me.."

"Yep, I believe that's exactly what he wants."  Libby said, laying a comforting hand on Sayid's hand.

Shannon knew the morphine and the respirator were combining to keep him silent for now. Without the medication he might have been awake but would be in terrible pain, and the tube was helping him breathe better for now. She kenw these things, but still wanted his eyes to open, to hear his voice. She hated seeing him like this but  knew all she could do was just sit here cose with him for now.

"You know if he was awake right now he'd be more worried about me." She said with a little smile."He'd ask if i'd eaten, if I'd slept...and you know he'd want to get out of bed and take care of me.." She kissed his fingers again. "I could virtually guarantee it."

"Of course he would honey."  She said.  "That's what love is, putting the other person above yourself.  John would do the same thing for me."

She stared down at him with love and then leaned over and kissed his head again. "You just concentrate on getter better baby.." She whispered to him. "Don't worry about me.. I'm ok.."

Sayid could hear her talking to him but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't answer her.

She wasn't completly, she was tired and still pretty upset but she remained as stoic as possible, knowing he could probably sense her mood and she needed to be calm for him and the kids, but underneath she was angry, very much so.  The idea that someone had come into her house, when they and the children shoul've felt safe burned in her her mind.  But she held that as much in check as possible. For now. She sat back down, keeping his hand  in hers.

"Shannon honey, you really do need some rest."  Libby said.  "You can't go on this way."

"I can rest later.." She said flatly, storking his hand."But for now... It's  my job to make sure he's ok.. It's all that matters right now.."

"I know that, but you're no good to him if you can't keep your eyes open and certainly not if you wear yourself out."  She said.  "You oughta at least see if you can't get a little shut eye in that recliner.  I'm not goin anywhere. I'll stay right here and watch over him."  Libby said.

She put her hands on Shannon's shoulders.  "Please honey, even if it's only 30 minutes."

A little while later, Jack came back in to check again on Sayid.  "How is he Jack?"  Libby asked.

"Well his levels aren't what I'd like and his BP's up, but that could be from the meds he's on."  Jack said.  "How's she doing?"  He whispered, looking over at Shannon.

"She's tryin' to be strong, but she's scared."  Libby said.  "If she loses him I think she'll just lay down and die."

"She won't."  Jack said.  "He's way too strong to die.  He'll be up and around in no time."

"I sure hope so."  Libby said.  Jack patted her on the shoulder and walked out to work on some more paperwork.

Libby sat down in the chair beside the bed and put her hand on Sayid's hand.  "Where are you?"  She whispered.  She glanced at Shannon and sighed, hoping that something would happen soon.

Sayid, Jack and Libby

fricksgurl75 wrote:

She opened her eyes a little and looked over at Libby, she wasn't fully awake but still spoke anyways. "He's in that.. place you go when your hurt.." She said quietly, closing her eyes again. "I've been there a few times.. its..kinda like that limbo thing.."

"I know."  Libby said.  "I remember being in that place after all the terrible things Ben did to me."  She looked down and then back at Shannon.  They had discussed so much and she knew Shannon knew what she was talking about.

being tired, he lungs felt a little rough, and her breathing wasn't exactly quiet, it was kind of raspy actually. To be honest she couldn't remember if she'd taken her medicine in the last 24 hours. She usually had a schedule with it but it had been thrown a bit out of whack and now that it was early morning and all it had been awhile since her last dose.

"Are you okay honey?"  Libby asked looking at Shannon.

"I'm trying to sleep.." She said quietly, her voi ce a little hoarse as she laid there. "But.. I...can't sleep without him next to me... never have been...able to.."

Libby smiled softly.  "I know."  She said. "It won't be too much longer and he'll be back to his normal self."  She said, hoping for sure he really would.

She turned to look out the window and saw it brightening as the sun came up. Well now she'd been up most of the night, taking little cat naps. And realized she not only didn't take her meds but didn't have her inhaler eiether. It made her laugh a little which caused her to cough a little.

Libby smiled a little.  "What?"  She asked.

"Funny thing is he'd probably be mad at me for taking my medicine.." She said, smiling a little and brushing her hair from her face. "He's the one that always remembers those things...like Boone..i've never been great at taking care of myself."

"I know."  Libby said.  "John's the same way. He remembers everything and I always think I'm taking care of him, but he's taking care of me." She said, knowing Shannon would understand that.

That suddenly made her a little more scared, thinking of the possiblity of not having him around. And she was too tired to fight it now. "I don't know if I could... do it without him..." She said as she laid there. "He told.. me what to do.. if that was the case but.. without himm..."

She shoook her head and then coughted a little before laying back down facing him and closing her eyes, trying to sleep but it just wouldn't come. Not right now. Her body waned to but her mind wouldn't let her, not yet.

"You won't have to honey."  Libby said.  "He's not about to die.  Jack was right, he's way to strong to die."

Just then both of them heard a slight groan come from Sayid.  "Shannon!"  Libby exclaimed.  "He groaned.  I swear to you he made a sound."  She stepped out of the way a little so that Shannon could get close to Sayid.

Sayid was coming out of the sedation and he began to feel how much the surgery hurt his shoulder.  He turned his head a few times and tried to focus his eyes.  "Shannon."  He whispered.

Libby immediately ran to the nurses station to get Jack.  "Get him now, find him!"  She said.  "Find him now!"

Jack immediately thought the worst as the nurse told him he was needed in Mr. Jarrah's room.  Jack ran down the hallway and through Sayid's room.  He stepped over to the  bed across from Shannon and took Sayid's vitals.  They were strong and the heart monitor was registering a strong heartbeat. 

Jack smiled and nodded his head.  "Looks like he's trying to come out of it."  He said.

"Oh he will."  Libby said.

"Well he's still not out of the woods."  Jack said.

"Jack, he'll be fine."  Libby said.

Just then Sayid squeezed Shannon's hand.  "My...love."  He whispered as he focused his eyes on her.  When he could make out her face, he squeezed her hand again and sighed.  "I...I want to...to go home."  He said.