Title: Welcome
Rating: PG
Summary: It really figured that the only book that Sawyer had left – that hadn’t been stolen – was the one that he had already read three times.
Disclaimer: I do not own Lost. At all. I wish but alas...
Spoilers: This is based pretty heavily on last night's episode, 'Trisha Tanaka is Dead', so there are definitely spoilers for that.
Author's Note: Last night, I thought it would have been pretty funny if Jin had walked up to Sun and put his new English lesson to use. So, of course, I had to write it. I am also using this for my psych_30 claim, prompt #12: collective unconscious.



It figured that the only book that Sawyer had left – that hadn’t been stolen – was the one that he had already read three times. He sighed, flipping it open to the first chapter. It was better than nothing, he figured.

He wasn’t, however, able to get that far, because a shadow soon fell over the page. He looked up, annoyed, finding much the same look on the face of the person who had blocked out his light.

“Well, hello there Sunshine,” he said, smirking.

“Hello,” Sun replied, crouching down in front of him and staring. “Jin just apologized to me.” Sawyer raised his eyebrows at her, wondering why she was telling him. “He told me that I was right, that these pants don’t make me look fat.” At that point, Sawyer had to actively try not to laugh. “You wouldn’t know anything about that, would you?”

“Not a thing,” he replied, but he was sure the smirk he couldn’t seem to erase from his face all but told her that he was a liar. She smirked back, shaking her head and fixing him with a good-natured, tolerant gaze.

He nodded his head, knowing she wasn’t buying it, and reached to his left. “Beer?” he said, holding it out to her. She raised her eyebrows at him much in the same way he had to her. “Peace offering,” he told her. She smiled then, took the can from him and made herself a seat in the sand.

She made a face the second the liquid hit her tongue, swallowed it, and glanced at Sawyer. “How old is this?” she asked.

He laughed. “It gets better, trust me.”

Sun shrugged and took another drink, though it didn’t taste any better until the third or forth drink.

“That’s not really all you say to women, is it?” she asked – out of the middle of nowhere in Sawyer’s opinion. He stared at her curiously before laughing.

“Man, Jin sold me out,” he said, with a laugh.

“Yes,” She replies, hiccupping. “Yes, he did.”

“Nah. That ain’t all.”

She nodded, seeming, dare he think it, proud. “I’m glad to hear that.”

“I’ll leave the English lessons to you from now on,” he promised. Sun immediately shook her head.

“No. Jin may need your help too.”

Sawyer’s eyes narrowed slightly then, and he studied her closely as she sipped her beer and smiled back at him pleasantly.

“So, if you didn’t come over here to chew me out, what are you here for?” he asked.

She smiled, standing and looked down at him. She was blocking out the sun again, and it looked like she was wearing a big, yellow halo behind her dark black hair. She knocked the side of her beer can against the side of his.

“Welcome home Sawyer,” she said, turning around and wobbling her way back up the beach.