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Benefits (Sawyer, Charlie fic) PG-13

Title: Benefits
Pairing: Implied Jack/Sawyer, Charlie/Claire (yes, really!)
Summary: Why is Sawyer suddenly the center of attention?
Spoilers: Up through S2
Note: Unbetaed. Written to cheer up the very glum foxxcub and themoononastick. ;D Claiming this as a "Writer's Choice" for fanfic100
Feedback: But of course!


Sawyer strolled out onto the beach like he owned the place. Like he hadn’t just spent the last few days recovering from a gunshot wound and a fever and nearly dying.

The bastard looked good, Charlie had to give him that. He was walking a little slower, maybe, and doing his best to ignore Jack, who was hovering a relatively discreet 20 yards or so back.

Sure, he was on the pale side. Probably here to work on getting that golden tan back. His white shirt was unbuttoned and flapped gently in the breeze, like he was about to do a magazine photo shoot or pose for the cover of a romance novel or something. Wanker.

He settled -- collapsed would be too strong a word -- onto the sand, face up to the sun, squinting at the brightness.

Charlie plopped down next to him. Just being friendly. “So they finally let you out, eh?”

“Yeah.” Sawyer’s smile was slow and genuine. Charlie was reminded of how he’d smiled when he’d handed him the bottle of messages.

“Crap job of getting off the island.”

A cloud passed over Sawyer’s face for a second, and then he smiled and shook his head. “Funny, rock star. Real funny.”

Off to their right, Jack sat, making a show of gazing at his own personal section of the ocean. As Charlie glanced over, he made as if to get up and then thought better of it.

Closer to the tide line, Claire was walking, Aaron cradled against her chest. She turned and saw them and her face lit up. “Hey!” she called, and walked over. She beamed down at Sawyer, that glorious open smile Charlie hadn’t seen her wear since ... well, for a while now.

He couldn’t help frowning as she handed him Aaron and fussed over Sawyer, who gamely eased his shirt off to the side to show her his bandaged shoulder. She made an appropriately sympathetic “Owie” face, the same one she’d made when she’d seen that mess on Charlie’s forehead.

He gripped Aaron too tight and he started to cry and Claire scooped him back up with that scolding frown he was all too familiar with lately. She made her apologies and then headed for the shade, with a last brilliant smile at Sawyer.

Sawyer was grinning now, that old devil-may-care attitude back. He unfolded his legs -- fuck, he was a tall one -- and leaned on his good arm, shifting into another camera-ready pose.

“’s nothin’, kid, she likes you,” Sawyer said with a shrug.

“What? I didn’t say ...?”

“No need to. Hell, I’m interestin’ at the moment, back from death’s door and all.”

“Guess so,” Charlie agreed glumly.

“Don’t tell me there’s trouble in paradise?” Sawyer shot him an appraising glance. “Thought you were the happy little family.”

“Oh yeah, yeah, absolutely,” Charlie nodded. “It’s like Aaron’s mine too. Only...”

“Only?” Sawyer prodded. He looked over his shoulder, where Jack was, as if checking whether he were still there, and then gave his attention back to Charlie.

Charlie’s voice sunk to a whisper. “Only... it’s like a marriage, but with none of the ... benefits.

“Oho!” Sawyer threw back his head and laughed. “So that’s how it is.”

“She was all over you, though,” Charlie sulked. “Maybe you could...”

“What? Put in a good word? Give you some pointers?” He broke into giggles, and Charlie wasn’t sure he’d ever really heard him laugh before. “You’re on your own, kid.”

As Charlie continued to pout, he added. “Hey, chicks dig scars.”

“What about this then?” Charlie nearly shouted, pointing at the ugly red stripe across his forehead. “Got this when I went to get back Aaron.”

“Ah. Very masculine,” Sawyer said, all seriousness, except for the twitching around his mouth. “That had to impress her.”

“Well, yeah, for a while,” he admitted, toeing the sand dejectedly.

“I almost died,” Sawyer added, rubbing absentmindedly at the skin at the edge of his bandage. “Guess that kinda trumps a scar.”

“But ... I did die!” Charlie couldn’t help shouting. Jack glanced over and Sawyer shook his head slightly. He lowered his voice. “I did die. Only she doesn’t know about it and what am I supposed to do, say, ‘I got killed trying to save you?’”

Sawyer pursed his lips. “Guess not. Tryin’ to save someone else’s skin doesn’t always get a thank you.”

“I was really dead,” Charlie continued heatedly. “Hung from a bloody tree.”

“I got shot.”

“Got my head split open.”

“Nearly died of infection.”

“Hello, someone who actually died here.”

“Got stabbed.”

“Oh please, that was ages ago.” Charlie snorted.

“Guess I’m just better lookin’ than you, then,” Sawyer poured on that insufferable smile again.

“Must be that accent. Makes the chicks go nuts, right?” Charlie suggested.

“You’ve got an accent. Must have gotten you some tail in your day, right?”

“Damn right,” Charlie nodded, caught up for the moment in pleasantly smutty memories.

“Maybe back off a bit. Flirt with someone else,” Sawyer advised.

“That work for you? You look...” He wanted to say Sawyer’s newfound peace of mind might be due to more than that brush with death. Jack and Kate had both been spending a lot of time in that hatch with him. And the acoustics in there weren’t designed with privacy in mind. “You look good,” he finally said.

“Feel pretty good,” he said, drawing in a deep breath and letting it out, like you did at the doctor’s office. “Wouldn’t recommend the near-death thing, though. As a way to get in someone’s pants.”

“Oh?” Maybe Charlie had it wrong.

“Yeah. The novelty’s kind of worn off now, dontcha think?”

“Do you honestly mean to say anyone else would be copying you? Listen, if anyone is copying anyone, you’d be copying me. Let me remind you, you stupid git, I actually died, long before you even thought of setting sail on that miserable little raft of yours.”

“Hell, this island’s nothin’ but life and death peril, son. Save her life. Or the kid’s. Or get a fever or somethin.’ Somethin’s bound to turn up.”

“Yeah, I guess,” Charlie sighed. Bastard. He was getting laid more than anyone on the island, he just knew it.

A shadow fell across them both. Sawyer covered his eyes and glanced up at Jack, who stood behind him, hands on hips. “OK, we should probably be heading back.”

“Why doc, you jealous?”

Jack just smiled. “Right. C’mon, time’s up, sunshine. Back to bed with you.”

“Well, guess I gotta go,” Sawyer grinned, wiping the sand off his hands as he stood up.

“Yeah,” Charlie ducked his head in farewell.

Jack gently pushed Sawyer up the swell of sand, hand resting lightly on his back. Sawyer batted the hand away but it came back to rest, seconds later. Charlie had a feeling they'd keep it up all the way back to the hatch.

Sawyer turned and called over his shoulder. “Hey, rock star, don’t do anythin’ I wouldn’t do.”

Prick. He was definitely getting laid. Charlie sat back, trying to think how he could possibly top him.

Comments

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eponine119
Nov. 17th, 2005 03:01 am (UTC)
I loved this. Your Charlie voice is so dead-on perfect. I could absolutely hear him saying all those lines. "But I did die!" Them trying to one-up each other was wonderful, and I loved Sawyer giving Charlie tips on how to get Claire's attention. Very fun, and very well done.
halfdutch
Nov. 17th, 2005 08:37 pm (UTC)
Thanks! ;-D I haven't written Charlie that often so I'm glad you think I got his voice down. This was a fun one to write.
demonqueen666
Nov. 17th, 2005 03:47 am (UTC)
“Got my head split open.”

“Nearly died of infection.”

“Hello, someone who actually died here.”

“Got stabbed.”

“Oh please, that was ages ago.”



Ah, one-upmanship at its finest XD

Great job, hon; all your voices were dead-on. Bonus points for implied 0T3 hatch hookup ;)
halfdutch
Nov. 17th, 2005 08:39 pm (UTC)
Awww, thanks! That makes me very happy to hear, LOL. And if there was hatch!sex going on, I don't think it would be a secret for long. But then again, some people didn't know about the polar bear! ;-D
hkath
Nov. 17th, 2005 04:46 am (UTC)
I don't know what's more hilarious, this fic, or the fact that I can totally see this conversation taking place in canon sometime in the future.

“Hell, this island’s nothin’ but life and death peril, son. Save her life. Or the kid’s. Or get a fever or somethin.’ Somethin’s bound to turn up.”

*snort* It's all about impressing the chicks, obviously. And, I get a perverse kind of pleasure out of Sawyer calling people "son".
halfdutch
Nov. 17th, 2005 08:41 pm (UTC)
Awww, hee, glad it tickled your funny bone.

I know it's a little on the morbid side but if anyone on the island can find humor in their situations, I figured it would be these two. They're kind of the most abused, aren't they? (Although you could make a good argument for Sayid but there's nothing jokeworthy there right now. *sniff*)

foxxcub
Nov. 17th, 2005 05:35 am (UTC)
Awww, how awesome is this? I want to snuggle your dialogue, seriously.

“Wouldn’t recommend the near-death thing, though. As a way to get in someone’s pants.”
“Oh?” Maybe Charlie had it wrong.
“Yeah. The novelty’s kind of worn off now, dontcha think?”


BWAHAHA! Are you trying to say something? XD

*hugs*

Thanks, love. ♥
halfdutch
Nov. 17th, 2005 08:44 pm (UTC)
Yaaaay! So glad you liked it! I can't believe I wrote C/C LOL.

And no one commented on the ending line, which I realized was a horrible double entendre after I wrote it. Heh.

BWAHAHA! Are you trying to say something? XD

Actually, no, but it does seem like a critique of all the Wounded!Sawyer fic doesn't it? Heh. I guess I was ready to go lighter and inject some humor into any new fics I do in this sub-genre. (That said, I have a more serious plot bunny again so - never mind!)

And when we get Sick!Sawyer on the show finally, I'm going to DIE DIE DIE! And shit, I'll be at my parents! LOL. I'll have to keep the squeeing down to a minimum.

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mediocrechick
Nov. 17th, 2005 02:14 pm (UTC)
I love how Charlie keeps saying how he almost died. HAHA! It's his only claim to fame on that island, isn't it?

Implied OT3 using the hatch's acoustics is just brilliant! *loves*
halfdutch
Nov. 17th, 2005 08:46 pm (UTC)
Hee, I guess it is. *pets poor 'kids table' Charlie*

Thank you love! *twirls you happily*
alliecat8
Nov. 17th, 2005 05:51 pm (UTC)
HA! Pouty, jealous Charlie. Cocky, paternal Sawyer. And a pissing contest about who deserves the most pity-points. LOVE IT!!!

And Jack's always the mother hen. Gotta love him. :)

Save her life. Or the kid’s. Or get a fever or somethin.’ Somethin’s bound to turn up.

Hee. What an opportunist. Love it, love it! :D

halfdutch
Nov. 17th, 2005 08:48 pm (UTC)
Hee, thanks! I thought if they ever sat down and compared notes, they could each argue that they'd been the one to suffer more since the crash.

And, of course poor Charlie not getting any. Not like Sawyer, who everyone wants to fuss over - in fanon anyway! ;-D

I had to work in Jack because of my fanfic100 claim but I thought I'd keep him in the background this time. We can imagine the rest, right?
themoononastick
Nov. 17th, 2005 07:58 pm (UTC)
“I was really dead,” Charlie continued heatedly. “Hung from a bloody tree.”
“I got shot.”
“Got my head split open.”
“Nearly died of infection.”
“Hello, someone who actually died here.”
“Got stabbed.”
“Oh please, that was ages ago.” Charlie snorted.


*giggles hysterically*
Soooo funny, and I can totally imagine them having that little exchange.

That was fabulous, hon. Just what I needed to read right now. I love the idea of Charlie being jealous because Sawyer is getting all the attention (and the action!) because it's just so.... him! Heeee!

*smooches*
Thanks, babe!
halfdutch
Nov. 17th, 2005 08:53 pm (UTC)
Yaaaay! You're giggling!

And awww, you liked my Charlie. That makes me very, very happy. I think this might be the most prominently I've ever featured him in a fic. *mentally reviews all the Sawyer-centric fics of the last year*

So glad it hit the spot! Hope the blues are gone and stay gone, hon!

*smooshes you in bear hug*
holycitygirl
Nov. 17th, 2005 11:25 pm (UTC)
I can't believe I didn't read this last night. This was SOOOOOO DAMN WONDERFUL. Just - its OMG great. I'm squeeing to pieces. To pieces.

I love you. A lot. Maybe even more than a lot. What is a step up from love? That. That is how I feel for you. ;)

And as far as anything constructive in this review - hmmm... I love Jack lurking in the background. Love Charlie actually being funny instead of an annoying git. Love Sawyer being playful again.
halfdutch
Nov. 18th, 2005 03:21 am (UTC)
Awwww! *luffs you looooongtime*

I think *luff* and *lurve* are beyond mere ordinary *love.* ;-D

*feels luffed AND lurved*

Yaaaaay! I'm glad you liked how everyone was in this. Charlie was still kind of whiny but that's him, isn't it, little attentlon hound. *pets him*

Thanks again babe!



slippery_fish
Nov. 18th, 2005 12:39 am (UTC)
Very cute fic. Put a smile on my face. And Sawyer was spot on. :)
halfdutch
Nov. 18th, 2005 03:22 am (UTC)
Awww, thanks! ;-D Glad you liked.
arabella_hope
Nov. 18th, 2005 01:35 am (UTC)
I agree with Megan...you wrote Charlie so well. Poor unsure of himself pitiful Charlie :) But you gotta love him...he's a walking mouth, hates to let someone else have the last word. I'd love to see you write him again.

And no one else mentioned it, but I adore how the whole scene is like 'Sawyer's outing to the beach', with Jack hovering. Wonder how he earned that litlle hospital break? ;P
halfdutch
Nov. 18th, 2005 03:25 am (UTC)
Oooh, thanks so much love! I've written Charlie a little bit here and there, but nothing very involved. He can be a lot of fun. (At least in fic!) ;-D I'd love to write him again, should the need arise.

And no one else mentioned it, but I adore how the whole scene is like 'Sawyer's outing to the beach', with Jack hovering. Wonder how he earned that litlle hospital break? ;P

Yes, this is Sawyer getting a little doctor-approved beach time. And yes, he's been a very good boy. Or bad, depending. However you prefer! LOL.
gravi_girl123
Nov. 18th, 2005 02:40 am (UTC)
Man I loved this so much. Charlie's voice was so dead-on. I could hear it in my head, it was awesome cause I love his voice *snerk*

And oh my god, the end?
Jack gently pushed Sawyer up the swell of sand, hand resting lightly on his back. Sawyer batted the hand away but it came back to rest, seconds later. Charlie had a feeling they'd keep it up all the way back to the hatch.
Was just so perfect!
halfdutch
Nov. 18th, 2005 03:37 am (UTC)
Ahhhh and ooooh. Thank you! ;D That's such a compliment. *bows*
ellel
Nov. 18th, 2005 10:21 pm (UTC)
Heeeee...Oh,how cute,Jack takes Sawyer for a walk/breath fresh air,LOLz!Charlie is so jealous,love the way you write him:)

Prick.He was definitely getting laid.
*giggles more*
halfdutch
Nov. 19th, 2005 06:45 am (UTC)
Thank you! It was fun to take a break from all the angst for one fic at least. ;-D
apsik
Dec. 23rd, 2005 11:40 am (UTC)
this had me laughing :D
halfdutch
Jan. 8th, 2006 03:25 am (UTC)
Thank you! Glad you liked it! ;-D
elliotsmelliot
Sep. 4th, 2008 02:28 am (UTC)
Hello! I'm here as part of the feedback challenge. This must have been funny and sweet to write/read back in 2005, but now all the talk about sacrifice reads as funny and bittersweet (and almost prophetic!). I heard both their voices so clearly here. I liked the matter of fact portrayal of Jack/Sawyer and Charlie’s cranky insistence of value. It was so nice to find this story and remember a time when everyone was together. I really enjoyed this.
halfdutch
Sep. 4th, 2008 05:50 am (UTC)
Oh wow, thanks for delving back into the past with this one!

I never thought about how it would read today, but you're right, it can't help but be incredibly bittersweet now. Very glad you liked it, despite how much has changed since it was written!
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