Always

Chapter 2

Nyssa didn't know Sara spoke English, Sara knew that Nyssa probably spoke it but it didn't matter, in the two years she'd been with Ivo she'd learned Arabic, and she was fluent in the language.

They arrived at the tent and Sara sat Nyssa down on Oliver's old bed. "How did you know this was here?" Nyssa asks.

"My friend used to live here, took me to it, I've only been here half an hour in the last day." Sara tells her.

"So you got off the island?" Nyssa guesses.

"There's no way off for me unless I go with you." Sara tells her.

"How did you get off before?" Nyssa questions.

"There was a boat, I lived on it until two months ago, I escaped and ended up here. My friend who I was on the first shipwreck with was here. But then his friend got injected with the Mirakuru and we tried to kill him. Oliver either succeeded or is dead." Sara says.

"Dose this Oliver know your alive?" Nyssa asks.

"The last time we saw each other I got thrown across a room and got dragged under by the sea so I'm pretty sure he thinks I'm dead again." Sara tells her. "You will need stitches but you'll live."

"Thank you." Nyssa replies.

"I prefer healing people than torchure them but when your stuck in a boat with a mad man, torchure and then bandaging them up afterwards was the closest I got." Sara tells her. 

"This man, where is he?" Nyssa asks.

"At the bottom of the ocean." Sara tells her.

"Who put him there?" Nyssa questions.

"I did." Sara answers. Sara looks around the tent for something to stitch the wound. She found what she needed in a first aid kit, by Slade's bed. She went back over to Nyssa and inserted the needle. She didn't ask to tell her if it hurt or not, she didn't really care, she was going to do it anyway. But the woman didn't flinch.

It wasn't perfect but it was okay. Sara wasn't a doctor, when she was torchured she just experimented and found the ways to do it so it hurt less by accident. "I'm not a doctor but it'll do." Sara tells her.

"Thank you. Are you coming back to my boat with me?" Nyssa asks.

"Well... I can either stay here for the rest of my life alone, and probably drive myself crazy... or I could come with you and actually have communication with the outside world." Sara says.

"Yes or no?"

"Yes."