#bemeli oneshots

“You realize you’re risking all of us by going in there.”

“Jack, I know what I’m doing, please.”

Jack finally let’s down his guard at my plea, and I do the same. He doesn’t speak so I continue, “Has he eaten yet?”

“No not yet, I was going to bring him a sandwich soon,” Jack replies, and I move into the small kitchen and prepare him a sandwich. I think about the irony to come in this situation.

Once I’ve finished with the sandwich I stride to the bookshelves. I peruse them for a moment before picking one out and setting near the plate. Then I get a glass and fill it with water. I turn to Jack who has been watching me silently the whole time.

“Does Sawyer know you’re here?” Jack asks suddenly and I pause.

“Yes, why?” I ask cautiously.

“You two are always together, but now with the button not so much. Did you finally get sick of him?” Jack presses and I feel myself getting annoyed.

“Sawyer knows what I’m doing, he trusts me. If you’ve got a problem with that go deal with it himself. Better yet tell Kate and she’ll sort him out,” I snap and pick up the tray, “Open the door please.”

Jack unlocks the armory and I walk in to see Benjamin Linus tied up on the floor. I turn and nod at Jack and he closes the door behind me. I set the sandwich, water, and book in front of Ben and sit down a little farther away from him.

“Hello Henry,” I begin cheerfully, “I figured you were hungry and in need of entertainment.”

“Oh yes, thank you, you’re so kind,” ‘Henry’ replies in his character voice, “You’re friends are very mean, but you’re kind…?”

“Amelia,” I offer up since only one of us needs to lie about our names.

“You’re too kind Amelia, thank you,” ‘Henry’ says.

“You can drop the act, Benjamin,” I say seriously and Ben’s face falls as soon as I do.

“So you know?” He asks me, all traces of ‘Henry Gale’ dropped.

“Yeah, I do know. I’m going to ask you something too,” I reply and pull the items I gave him just out of his reach.

“Then ask.”

“Your plan with Walt and his father? Call it off right now. I know what you’re going to do and it’s not going to turn out well for us,” I say and Ben regards me curiously but doesn’t speak.

I continue, “I know the willpower of a father and what you’re causing can be avoided if you just listen to me,” I’m practically begging by now.

“I’m not sure what you know, Amelia,” Ben finally says after a pause, “But my plan is already set, you can’t change my mind.”

I stand and shove Linus’ items toward him again, “Then enjoy your stay, Henry,” I split at him and knock at the armory door. Jack’s nervous face appears a few moments later.

Jack ushers me out once he sees I’m not injured in any way and quickly slams the armory door shut after I’m fully out. I cross my arms tightly over my chest and lean against the island in the middle of the kitchen.

“So how did it go?” Jack demands and I look fiercely up at him.

“As well as I could,” I reply harshly, and promptly stride out of the hatch and begin my path down to the beach. I don’t hear Jack calling after me so I just keep going. I’ve got so much to tell Sawyer.

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I pad quietly down the hallway, and glance back every so often to make sure no one notices me moving away. I slowly creak open the study door and flip on the light. My eyes light up in excitement at the sight of the books. I look down the hallway one last time before delving into the study to peruse the books.

I walk around the shelves slowly, running my finger along the spines. I smile at the textures, each one of them teeming with a new story. I giggle at the irony of that. I’m thrust into a story I love, yet I want to read another to keep my mind occupied. It’s truly something.

I find a book I want, or well, one that I haven’t read 500 times and settle into one of the armchairs in the room. I hold my breath and listen to the sounds coming from the front room. Everything seems normal, no sign of the ringing phone or the mercenaries yet.

Despite trying to read, my mind can’t help but worry about Alex and Keamy. I tap my foot restlessly, and eventually shut the book and stare at the cover. I’ve barely made any progress, and I’ve had to read sentences over and over again to actually comprehend them.

“Is that my book?” I hear a voice slowly ask, and I look up to see Linus standing in the doorway of his study.

“Yeah, I needed a distraction for the things to come,” I reply vaguely not really wanting to reveal his daughter will die. I just hope he doesn’t react badly.

“I trusted you knew that the freighter wasn’t here to help your friends,” Linus responds, walking over and sitting in the armchair next to me. He picks up the book I was reading and studies it for a moment.

“Most of my friends don’t believe me. At least Jack didn’t, and neither does Locke. James, Juliet, and Kate believed me but now I’m not so sure if 2 of the 3 do.”

“If it’s any consolation, I believe you.”

I bark out a laugh and turn to look at Linus, “You’re not serious?”

Linus nods, “I am actually.”

I sink back into my chair, Linus surprises me every single day. Just then a phone rings, and the sound is coming from the front room. I jump to my feet, looking at Linus worriedly. He slowly gets up and strides quickly out of the study with me at his heels. So it begins.

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