Bruised But Not Broken (Charlotte, open)

[Charlotte Lewis]

Charlotte's head snapped up when she heard Shannon. Wow. The girl was actually capable of doing something. But Charlotte got defensive quick when Shannon jerked her away from Ana. Confused, her eyes went wide when Shannon mentioned the Latina killing the baby. Charlotte's hand instantly went to her waist, and pulled out her gun, aiming it at Ana-Lucia.

"All right. Who are you?" She asked sharply, shifting Aaron in her arms. Aiming a gun with a baby was harder than it looked. She glared at Ana though, watching her carefully now.

"Tell me the truth. Right now. Before I blow your brains out all over this sand."

[Ana-Lucia Cortez]

Ana heard the yell and barely saw the blur of blond out of the corner of her eye before she turned and saw the gun poised at her from the redhead. Should of taken when she had the chance... But that wasn't what made her pause. It was the person that the blond was. Someone that she thought that she had hoped that she'd never be confronted with.

"Shannon."

Though now that she was. She was sure that she was in hell. There was no way that she wasn't. The irony was astounding, as well as the guilty that she tried to hold back from seeping on her face. But she wasn't sure it worked. "It was an accident," she she told her flatly, almost like a deer caught in headlights, but she didn't know what else to say.

Putting her hands up in a sign of surrender, she shifted on her feet, exhaling an uneasy breath. "I'm Ana-Lucia Cortez," she said, looking towards Charlotte, knowing that her full name didn't really matter, but she thought it might shine some light on... something. "I was in the tail-section of the plane when it crashed on the other side of the island..... And if you don't believe me you can ask Sayid." With his name she fixed her gaze back at Shannon, trying hard to not picture her stomach with a bullet wound in her mind, but also trying to get her point across.

[Shannon Rutherford]

Shannon smirked smugly at the Latina as Charlotte put a gun on her, arms folding over her chest and her gaze unwavering. If Red could get the answers without Shannon having to do anything, she'd be all too happy to stand here, and offer up her intimidating presence. How often did you have to face someone you murdered like this? Shannon was loving just how much damage she thought her mere presence would offer. It seemed to be working too, the gun, the threats from Charlotte, however, the woman seemed to have some kind of death wish.

"An accident?" Shannon blurted our, eyes narrowing, "wow, you know, that makes it all better! I don't even need an apology, because, it was an accident!" Turning to face Charlotte, continuing her loud, and belligerent rant, she motioned for the woman to hand her the baby. She couldn't have the kid getting shot, which was likely to happen around Little Miss Accident here.

Her gaze was harsh, and pouty, but she remained silent as the woman gave her name. Telling some story about the tail end of the plane. Shannon was just going to ignore her, and wait for Aaron, until...

Sayid.

Forgetting all about the baby, she whipped around, eyes wide and nostril's flaring. She honestly didn't know how to react, part of her wanted to kill the woman right there and them the other was racked with doubt; disturbed that she knew that name. "Don't you ever say his name again." Shannon spat, "And I don't care if you're the frickin' Buddha!!" She snarled out, hands flying up in the hair, coming back down, and the the left falling into an accusatory point aimed at the Latina's chest. "You killed me. I don't know you, she doesn't know you, all we do know, is that you shoot innocent people, and seem way to interested in the baby. I don't think trusting you is much of an option right now." Turning her back on Ana, facing Charlotte, Shannon held out her hand expectantly, "give me the gun." Shannon's tone was rushed, and impatient, as she wiggled her fingers, further exhibiting just how irritated she was with how long it was taking, "look! if we don't do something to restrain her, who knows what she might do? So give me the gun!"

[Ana-Lucia Cortez]

"And it was an accident!" Ana found herself repeating in a growl, trying hard to stop herself from yelling it out. As much as the guilt overwhelmed her senses, her defensiveness only grew with the fact remained that she hadn't meant it. She hadn't meant to kill her... She had only meant to protect her people and yet.. she ended up killing someone. She didn't know what else to expect... but there was no rationality with it. With the woman. With Shannon.

"It was raining. We were being ransacked and you walked out of the brush. I thought you were one of them." She said with contempt, her voice hitching on 'them'. One of Ben's people, or many more, many more. They had so many taken without even a moment's pause to whoever or whatever it was, they didn't know. She still didn't know but she had guessed Ben was at the center. They were the same people that blew up the raft they had made, who shot Sawyer, she could assume. And Ben had tried to strangle her. "You don't know shit."

[Charlotte Lewis]

"ENOUGH!"

The shout escaped Charlotte's lips before she could stop it, the gun firing off, a bullet embedding into the sand between the two woman. She had momentarily forgotten she was holding a baby - but he didn't seemed fazed by the shout, so she continued. "I'm not giving you my gun, Shannon, just so you can shoot her."

"Now both of you, shut the bloody hell up."

Charlotte didn't need to listen to this arguing. Apparently Ana-Lucia had shot Shannon, who had died or something - and now they were yelling about someone named Sayid. The Iraqi guy? This was just confusing her - she'd have to get Shephard to catch her up whenever he and the others got back.

She aimed the gun at Ana-Lucia now. "Move. Now." She said, gesturing with the gun toward the direction of camp. "I'm not going to shoot you right now, not until Shephard gets back and decides what to do with you. But if you try to run, I will shoot you in the leg." She stated slowly.

"And people like them," She paused, glancing toward the jungle. "Aren't here anymore."