He/She, Lose/Win
Title: He/She, Lose/Win
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Sadly I don't own them, but I wish I did ;)
Summary: Sawyer makes a different choice.
Notes: The result of boredom, iTunes, and missing Sawyer/Kate...not the best, but I figured it was still worth sharing :)
He lets out a long sigh the moment her wrist moved to turn the door knob.
She gave him three seconds of recovery time, but the stubbornness ensued. She wudn't gonna win this one.
His face still burned from where her hand had sharply met it minutes ago. Her footsteps were fading more and more as she walked down the hall.
Away from him.
She wudn't gonna win this one. It kept him in the same position on the bed.
The old porch creaked with her weight, and the door slammed as she left the house. His still resolve wasn't ready to let him go after her, but his mind was already on the run. Probably won't ever see her again after this.
Never.
Shit.
"Dammit, hol' up!"
-----
Sheets thrown. Bare feet. Cold island morning. Outside in nothing but his skivvy's.
"Would you just...wait a sec?"
"What the hell for?!"
Her voice is raised, and he knows she's crying, even if he can't see her face. She won't turn around.
But she stops. And that's enough.
"Cuz..."
"Cuz What?"
She doesn't say it out loud, never does, but she turns and looks at him, green eyes blazing with a mixture of sorrow and disdain.
"It's cold as hell out here baby..."
"Then put some fucking clothes on."
A signature dimpled smile flashed in her direction that almost worked. A step towards her.
"I was hopin' you'd come back in, so I ain't have to."
She takes a step back. He wudn't gonna win this one either.
Hands thrown in the air. "Jesus Christ baby, what do you want me to do? It's like walking on thin ice with you every time I open my mouth and...shit..."
"Take it back."
Confusion. Realization. Fieigning ignorance.
"Take what back?"
Nose flared, hands on hips, eyes still blazing.
"Well, why dammit? I meant it. It was the truth..."
"Fuck you." Turns to leave.
Follows after her. Steps on a rock. Son of a bitch.
"Wait-wait-wait-wait-wait...baby hol' up!"
She stops again.
"Take it back James..."
She don't really wanna leave. He silently thanks whatever god is listening.
"I will if you tell me why." Needs to hear her say it.
"I will if you promise you'll take it back."
And this is them. They both lose.
"Fine."
'Fine.'
Then they both win.
-----
"I lied."
"What else is new?" Closer now. Hand brushing her cheek.
Finally a smile. "You're not mad?"
"Depends on what part you were lying about." He thinks he knows. Sort of hopes he doesn't. She hesitates.
'I'm not really sure, well I am kinda, but not like how I said I was..."
"Oh." A hand through his hair.
"Oh?" Needs to hear him say it.
Seconds pass. Scared shitless. But he don't wanna break her heart again. Chooses to break his pride instead.
Sighs "I take it back, Freckles. I take it all back."
She doesn't believe him, he can tell. Probably more scared than he is.
He touches her lips with his own lightly, softly. Holds her head in his hands and locks thier eyes.
"I promised I'd keep you safe, and if this is what you want, what you really want, then this is what we gon' do."
He said it, now she she had to say it too.
Nods her head. "I wanna stay here. With you."
It was enough.
-----
Later he held her, close and warm, to his body.
The echoes of his name on her lips still filled his ears, and he knew this would not be easy.
He still didn't see anything but disaster in having a child, and she still couldn't say she loved him.
Not yet.
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Sadly I don't own them, but I wish I did ;)
Summary: Sawyer makes a different choice.
Notes: The result of boredom, iTunes, and missing Sawyer/Kate...not the best, but I figured it was still worth sharing :)
He lets out a long sigh the moment her wrist moved to turn the door knob.
She gave him three seconds of recovery time, but the stubbornness ensued. She wudn't gonna win this one.
His face still burned from where her hand had sharply met it minutes ago. Her footsteps were fading more and more as she walked down the hall.
Away from him.
She wudn't gonna win this one. It kept him in the same position on the bed.
The old porch creaked with her weight, and the door slammed as she left the house. His still resolve wasn't ready to let him go after her, but his mind was already on the run. Probably won't ever see her again after this.
Never.
Shit.
"Dammit, hol' up!"
-----
Sheets thrown. Bare feet. Cold island morning. Outside in nothing but his skivvy's.
"Would you just...wait a sec?"
"What the hell for?!"
Her voice is raised, and he knows she's crying, even if he can't see her face. She won't turn around.
But she stops. And that's enough.
"Cuz..."
"Cuz What?"
She doesn't say it out loud, never does, but she turns and looks at him, green eyes blazing with a mixture of sorrow and disdain.
"It's cold as hell out here baby..."
"Then put some fucking clothes on."
A signature dimpled smile flashed in her direction that almost worked. A step towards her.
"I was hopin' you'd come back in, so I ain't have to."
She takes a step back. He wudn't gonna win this one either.
Hands thrown in the air. "Jesus Christ baby, what do you want me to do? It's like walking on thin ice with you every time I open my mouth and...shit..."
"Take it back."
Confusion. Realization. Fieigning ignorance.
"Take what back?"
Nose flared, hands on hips, eyes still blazing.
"Well, why dammit? I meant it. It was the truth..."
"Fuck you." Turns to leave.
Follows after her. Steps on a rock. Son of a bitch.
"Wait-wait-wait-wait-wait...baby hol' up!"
She stops again.
"Take it back James..."
She don't really wanna leave. He silently thanks whatever god is listening.
"I will if you tell me why." Needs to hear her say it.
"I will if you promise you'll take it back."
And this is them. They both lose.
"Fine."
'Fine.'
Then they both win.
-----
"I lied."
"What else is new?" Closer now. Hand brushing her cheek.
Finally a smile. "You're not mad?"
"Depends on what part you were lying about." He thinks he knows. Sort of hopes he doesn't. She hesitates.
'I'm not really sure, well I am kinda, but not like how I said I was..."
"Oh." A hand through his hair.
"Oh?" Needs to hear him say it.
Seconds pass. Scared shitless. But he don't wanna break her heart again. Chooses to break his pride instead.
Sighs "I take it back, Freckles. I take it all back."
She doesn't believe him, he can tell. Probably more scared than he is.
He touches her lips with his own lightly, softly. Holds her head in his hands and locks thier eyes.
"I promised I'd keep you safe, and if this is what you want, what you really want, then this is what we gon' do."
He said it, now she she had to say it too.
Nods her head. "I wanna stay here. With you."
It was enough.
-----
Later he held her, close and warm, to his body.
The echoes of his name on her lips still filled his ears, and he knew this would not be easy.
He still didn't see anything but disaster in having a child, and she still couldn't say she loved him.
Not yet.