Since you're gone my empty arms have nothing left to hold

Title: I've Been Everywhere 13/14
Rating: PG-13, will reach NC17 overall (-> next chapter)
Characters for this part: Sawyer, Jack, Desmond, Penny, Michael, Walt, Bernard, Rose.
Word counting: 6804 this part, 50000 ca overall.
Disclaimer: Lost is not mine and all the folk songs used here are not mine. The places really exist and I've never been there.
Summary: Sawyer is a rambling musician during the Dust Bowl, Jack a former doctor from L.A. traveling with him.
Thanks to: elliotsmelliot for the great beta job for which I can't be grateful enough and to fosfomifira for the title. I'd still be searching for one otherwise.
A/N: The song referenced in the beginning and the end is My Oklahoma Home, a traditional from the time which I only have by Springsteen and maaaybe Pete Seeger but I'm sure there are older version. The girl with whom Jack dances is the one from The Hunting Party which here is Gabriella instead of Gabriela because Gabriela in Italy does not exist. It's with two ls, dammit. The other two songs are Old Dan Tucker and Chicken Reel, which you can find done by a bunch of people and which are actually the same tunes in the dancing scene of The Grapes of Wrath, but I chose that stuff not consciously. Then I found out and had a laugh. And that'd be it. Next chapter (and last) should be out tomorrow or the day after at latest and it features the porn. Sorry for the wait. ;)

Part I, Part II, Part III, Part IV, Part V, Part VI, Part VII, Part VIII, Part IX, Part X, Part XI, Part XII, Part XIV

( “What fun. You got a first class bitch, I had the most amazing girl and mine is dead and yours has your money. Ain’t this just a fun world?” )

Title: That's How It Goes Down Here Below
Rating: PG13
Characters: Sawyer, Desmond, Charlie, Bernard, Michael and quite some others
Word counting: many. I split it in two for a reason.
Disclaimer: Lost is not mine and it's based on someone else's story. See A/N ;)
Spoilers: For S4.
Summary: Five unlikely people gather to play poker.
A/N: this is my entry for the Fanom as Canon challenge at charlielives, where the target is to write a fic based on someone else's story. This one was supposed to be about the card game in Drowning Your Sorrows By Land and By Sea by elliotsmelliot, except that it kinda... uhm.. grew beyond it. So, the card game still is the center of it but there's quite a lot of other stuff first. I sincerely hoped I've not messed anything up. And if you didn't read the original story DO IT because it's absolutely wonderful and gorgeous and I love it like woah. Of course, thanks so much to elliotsmelliot for allowing me to go with this, I really hope it doesn't clash with your ideas about the on-island story ;) title stolen from a song I had on rotation while writing it and it kinda fit. Uhm, I hope I didn't get anything wrong with poker terms. I shouldn't have, but if I did, please tell me ;)

( Dawn was less than an hour ago and Sawyer knows that no one is going to join him for at least another half of a hour. That’s fine. He has come to appreciate some time alone knowing that he really isn’t. )