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"WHERE did you get this?" Sayid questions Sun while showing her the empty bottle of water.
I'm stood shoulder to shoulder with him as I watch Sun intensely, hoping to get an answer out of her. At first she doesn't seem to under what he says and simply stares back at him in confusion. Sayid grows frustrated and asks her the same thing over again, raising his voice.
"She doesn't understand," Kate sighs.
Sayid glances at her. "She understands me. Did you steal this water?"
Sun starts explaining in Korean, when suddenly a yell erupts and her husband comes storming over. He places himself in between Sun and Sayid, speaking Korean to him.
"Okay, take it easy, alright?" Kate cuts in. She takes the bottle from Sayid and shows it to Sun's husband. "This had water in it. Is it yours?"
"Who gave you this?" I ask, softly. To my surprise, he actually turns around and points. Yet when I see where he's pointing to, my blood starts to boil. Sawyer. "Son of a bitch."
I motion to step forward, when Sayid catches me by my arm and holds me back.
"I don't see the water," he reasons.
"So what?"
"You go after him now, he'll give you nothing. But if you wait. . . a rat will always lead you to its hole."
It takes everything in me to keep my cool and walk away without confronting Sawyer. I make sure to keep a close eye on him and wait till he leaves his seat on the beach. I watch him enter the jungle and that's when I take action. On my way I find Sayid and we collectively follow him. It isn't long before Sawyer stops in the middle of the jungle and crouches down. I get a glimpse of the suitcase, filled to the brim with all sorts of stuff. However it seems my eye can't catch any water.
Either way, I dash forward once he's closed it up and take him by surprise by tackling him. He grunts and looks up at me.
"Well, it's about time," he smirks.
"Shut up. Where's the water?" I grumble. I don't have the time to react before he flips me around, so my back is now leaned against the sand. "Get off of me."
Just then, he's ripped off of me in a flash by Sayid. Taking the opportunity, I hurriedly get back up on my feet.
"Give us the water now!" Sayid shouts.
"Yeah, touch me again, huh?" Sawyer growls and pushed Sayid. "You really think I stole your damn water?"
My eyes dart towards the suitcase, crouching down to search for the water. All I see is alcohol, cigarettes, and no water. "It's not here, Sayid."
