LOST: Alternate Reality

For some reason, I just had this feeling to start my own role play recently. I thought about it, and I came up with an idea I don't think has been done yet. Let's say that instead of the plane breaking up into three parts over the island, that it stayed in one piece instead, and crashed right where Ana, Libby, and Eko landed in "The Other 48 Days." There, these Losties were met with much greater hardships than the ones on the other beach. They had no food, no fresh water, no supplies (as the plane lands in the water) and their people were the ones that had been taken.


Since everyone crashes on one part of the island, I was thinking that Juliet, Ben, Ethan, and Goodwin could possibly all go and monitor the people who crashed.

How would the Losties that have been with us since Season 1 react to this alternate situation?

Characters:

Ana-Lucia - Sawyers Mojito
Artz - Sawyers Mojito
Anthony - sjb121590
Ben - sjb121590
Bernard*
Bonnie - sjb121590
Boone - sjb121590
Charlie
Cindy - PJ05
Claire - Claire_littleton
Danielle - Sawyers Mojito
Desmond - NotAllThoseWhoWander
Eko - mnemosyne
Emma*
Ethan
Goodwin - xgirl
Hurley - LadybirdKate
Jack - Myha
Jin - Tom_Zarek
Juliet - sjb121590
Karl
Kate - LadybirdKate
Kerry - SawyersMojito
Libby - AnOtherGoodGuy
Locke - ~Lirpa~
Michael - hjr
Nathan
Richard - Sawyers Mojito
Rose - sjb121590
Sawyer
Sayid - irish lost fan
Shannon - Myha
Sun - Sawyers Mojito
Tracy - sjb121590
Walt - hjr
Zach*

*Taken by the Others.

Please, PM me with any questions, comments, or concerns. Also, PM me if you would like to play an original character or one of the characters that are open.

Oo. Sounds different. May I take on Claire?

Hey Steven,

Much obliged if I could pick up Sawyer.

Huggs,
Lisa

Ok... so... I have given this some long and hard thought (well.. not really... but.. :71: )

Can I have Jack?? :5:

Oo. Sounds different. May I take on Claire?

Of course!!

Hey Steven,

Much obliged if I could pick up Sawyer.

Huggs,
Lisa

No problem, I love your Sawyer. :biggrin:

Ok... so... I have given this some long and hard thought (well.. not really... but.. :71: )

Can I have Jack?? :5:

O.o Jack, now THAT'S different for you. LOL. But, of course.

Alrighty, I'll give Locke a try. ;)

Alrighty, I'll give Locke a try. ;)

w00t! I didn't expect you to join. :biggrin: I'm so glad you did.

OO this looks much fun :-)
may i be,,..

ana lu-lu ,and Sun ( now that she is there :p)

OO this looks much fun :-)
may i be,,..

ana lu-lu ,and Sun ( now that she is there :p)

Yeah, sorry about that, I must have somehow missed her... :biggrin: Welcome aboard I<3Sawyer!! Glad for ya to join us!

Sorry if I missed any PM's from anyone, I lost my subscription status (for now, I sent my check in too late) and so I'll be without it for a few days. So, my mailbox went fron 200 to 100, and so all the PM's got clogged. LOL. I am still hoping for some more characters before we begin! :)
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Just FYI: I was hoping for at least an Ethan before we start. :)

I can be Ethan, if you want! Also, if Des ever come into this, I volunteer! :D

I can be Ethan, if you want! Also, if Des ever come into this, I volunteer! :D

Great! I think that now that we have enough people, we can just about start. :biggrin:

On the Desmond front, I am unsure about bringing him in at this moment, but I have a feeling he can be brought in eventually. Send me a PM and we can discuss it more. I'll post the beggining post soon. :cool:

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Okay, this RPG has officially begun. Now, I just want you guys to remember that they will be crashing in the water and so they won't have food, water, or very much clothing until they hunt for it. Some luggage bags and a water bottle or two may wash up onto the beach, but not everything they need will be there.

ETA: Oh, and I knew this is a long post, the most important stuff is at the end. :biggrin:

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Juliet Burke and Ben Linus

"It's not even literature. It's popcorn."

"And why isn't in literature, Adam? I'm dieing to know."

Juliet blinked, a bit startled, staring at the room full of people. For a moment there, she had zoned out and the world around her was forgotten. But now it had rushed back. It wasn't the best idea to host the Book Club right after you found out that Ben had cancer... right after he had promised he had cured her sister's.

Adam was speaking now.

"There's no metaphor. It's by-the-numbers religious hokum-pokem."

Juliet glanced at Amelia, who he was having this argument with.

"No metaphor."

"It's science fiction. Now I know why Ben isn't here."

Juliet suddenly sat up straighter, her worn copy of the book sitting across her lap. She looked at Adam, her eyes bright, slightly wide.

"Excuse me?"

She was mad at Ben. She knew that know. She was mad at him for lying to her and for keeping her from seeing his sister in her final days. And now, after being wise enough not to show up to her house, here he was... invading it. Juliet did not want him inside.

"I know the host picks the book, but seriously Julie, he wouldn't read this in the d**n bathroom."

Juliet's eyes pierced Adam's.

"Well, Adam, I am the host. And I do pick the book. And this is my favorite book, so I am absolutely thrilled that you can't stand it. Silly me for sinking so low as to select something that Ben wouldn't like. Here I am, thinking free will actally still exists on this..."

That's when she noticed that the dish on her coffee table was shaking. Juliet's eyebrows raised, and for a ridiculous moment she thought her anger was actually doing that. But this wasn't the book Carrie, no... this was real life.

"Whow." Adam. That pompous idiot.

Juliet rushed to her feet, the first one into motion.

"Get under the doorway! Get under the doorway!"

She rushed from her spot on the couch, and to the door, but she didn't stop there. Juliet was out it in an instant, eyes squinting in the bright sunlight. She looked around, saw Ben -- the last person she wanted to see -- nearby, and rushing towards him.

He wasn't looking at her. His head was raised, and he was gazing up at something in the sky. Shielding her face, Juliet turned to look... and her jaw dropped in what she saw. High up, heading straight for the island, was a plane... It was coming down, fast, smoke billowing from its engines. She watched as it fell, almost like it was in slow motion, it seemed, until it dissapeared beyond the tree line.

She expected to hear a loud crash, but she heard nothing.

Ben was the first to react this time.

"Goodwin! Ethan!" he said. "Did you see where that plane landed? It's probably an hour from here, I want you two to get over there now. There may be survivors, pretend you are among them. In shock or something. Just don't get involved. I want lists in three days."

Juliet looked at them, at Goodwin. She didn't want him to go without her.

"Wait, Ben!"

He turned to her, glancing at the book she was holding.

"So I guess I'm out of the book club."

Juliet ignored that. "Ben, I'm going with them."

Ben didn't say anthing for a moment, although his lips seemed to draw back, as if he was thinking. No, she knew he was thinking, calculating what would happen if Juliet was just absent for a few days.

"Fine, but same goes for those two. Don't get invloved. Lists in three days."

Juliet nodded, shoving the book into Ben's hand and running over to where Goodwin stood. She looked at him, her boyfriend... her love... and smiled.

"Looks like I'm going with you."

Ana-Lucia:

The impact from the crash left Ana dazed.. she felt wetness all around her.. then it enveloped her. She realised she was under water. She fought to get out of her seat belt and swam up & out of the plane window next to her. She surfaced gasping for air. Blinking trying to get her eyes to adjust, she heard screaming and saw that the plane was half sunk already. People were swimming to the shore of a nearby beach. Instinctively she swam towards the plane, trying to help as many as possible.
She yelled to a man in the water to help her. She swallowed all her fears and dived under the water's surface and into the plane. Going from person to person trying to help unbuckle them she would hand them off to the man who guided them out. Going back to the surface for air she saw the plane start to move and she knew it would soon sink.

Dear God, what has happened to us. she thought as she swam back underwater to help the other survivors.


Sun:

The turbulence had caused Sun to hit her head. When she came to she was over a mans shoulders, he was swimming towards a beach. She tried to process what was happening, then she realised she was in the ocean, and what she was hearing were screams, and the roar of the plane's drowning engines. Her head was pounding she touched her hairline and Then looked at her red fingers.. she knew she was hurt, but all that mattered was finding Jin. The man carrying her made it to shore and set her down on the sand, looked at her to make sure she was ok, then swam back out towards the wreckage.
Still somewhat dazed by the crash, sun sat up and began to look out on the devastation in the ocean. She only hoped Jin had made it.

Boone Carlyle

At first, he didn't understand why all of a sudden he was underwater. He opened his eyes for an instant, at which point the salt water stung at him, before he closed them rapidly. But he didn't understand why he was there. It's pretty hard to get from a plane to the ocean unless... unless... His eyes flashed open again, and he looked up... no that was down...

Boone twisted his body, and suddenly his head was above water. His eyes still stung from their brief opening beneath him, but that pain was forgotten as soon as he saw the plane. It was floating not far from her, it's nose facing towards the bottom, and it was sinking. Just like the Titanic. It was even split in two like the Titanic, the white and blue paint reflecting brightly in the sun.

He didn't know how long he had just floated there, but then he snapped back in to reality. Boone was swimming in the middle of the ocean, a sinking plane before him, bodies (some living, some not) everywhere, and he had no idea where to go.

That's when some woman yelled for him to help her. He looked for her, and saw a black streak of hair swimming towards the boat. Without another thought, he was after her, swimming as fast as he could. And he could swim pretty well, he had been a lifegaurd at his parent's Country Club for a while in his teens.

He followed her to the sinking plane, and pulled himself into it. Rows and rows of seats were here, now wet from their crash landing. The nose looked like it had broken off and had begun to sink, while the tail and mid-section were held together by a few metal strands. He saw the dark-haired woman unbuckling some of the passengers that were still alive, and Boone began helping them get out.

Then he realized he couldn't see Shannon.

"Shannon!?" he cried, suddenly forgetting the woman he was helping and looking over his shoulder. "SHANNON!?"

He looked back at the dark haired woman.

"Did you see her? My sister, Shannon... blond hair..."

He tried to think back, tried to picture her right before the plane crashed. But an image of her wouldn't materialize. He nervously scanned the sinking plane for her blond head.

"Shannooooooooooon!!!!!!!!"

Shannon

At some point she must have woken up from her subconscious state, because she was right now at the surface, gulping for air and gagging with salt water in her mouth.

Oh no! My shoes!

The second she had thought it she paused. What a ridiculous thought. She got her head above water and relaxed. Then she made her way to the beach and huddled up to a branch somewhere in the middle of everything. She sat down on it, pulling her white mini mini skirt down as far as she could get it, all of a sudden feeling exposed and vulnerable with the great big ocean in front of her. It was as though it was just her there. Her and the ocean. No plane, no death, no survivors.

That lasted about 30 seconds. Then the sounds and the reality came back to her, and she remembered her brother. Her eyes scanned the people scattered on the beach and in the water. So many bodies.

Standing up and walking to the edge of the water, right where the waves started splashing over her white, high heeled sandals. Her fists clenched and tears came to her eyes as she started screaming his name.

"BOOOOOOOOOONEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!"

Kate

Gasping...Kicking hard....

Diving back under...yanking him up behind her and leaning back and floating with him on her chest...Pulling the still handcuffed hands over his head and holding on that way. Waves threatening to pull her back under....Feeling the choking sensation from the salt water in her lungs.

" You Son of a B*tch...." Desperately checking his pockets...

Please, please please...

Almost sobbing as her fingers hit something metalic...and pulling out the cuff keys.Nearly dropping them as she struggled to float with his weight on top of her...

Finally free, tossing them away and watching with sweet satisfaction as they sank to the sea floor.


Going under him now...and letting his weight be on her shoulders. Saying to herself, under the din of screams around her in the water.

" I should let you go...they would never know..."

Thankful that the water took most of the work out of pulling him along...

" That would be too easy on you though...and the last thing you deserve is easy."

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Hurley

The last thing he saw was not the Oxygen mask...but his bad airline Ham and cheese flying up to meet his curly hair. Bodies sailed past...and then the water came.

For a larger man it wasnt usually a problem...The problem was that he was not in a swimming pool...he was in a damn plane..and the plane was sinking to the bottom of the Pacific Ocean. All the money he had tucked away from the lottery couldn't make him breathe underwater...

Grabbing one of the seat bottoms and using it as a safety floating device, as the Flight Attendant had suggested...he soon found that it was waterlogged and pulling him downwards.

Seeing the serial # as it vanished beneath the waves...

2342.

" NOT COOL MAN!! ARE YOU FRIGGIN KIDDING ME?!"

Gasping and swimming as hard as he could.

Claire

Everything had been fine, but the next thing Claire knew her entire world went black before she felt the water around her. She didn't know how she ended up out of the plane, but when she finally came to, she was in the water, floating as if she were dead.

She almost sprung up into the air, sending water everywhere. With her eight-month pregnant belly, it was hard for her to swim. Wait, where was she supposed to swim? Her mind seemed all messed up, but she finally looked around and noticed the island about, maybe, 20 or so meters away. It was probably more, Claire was no good at measurements.

Knowing she had to swim, she began to quickly. She splashed along her way, trying to keep her head above the water. It took her quite awhile, but she finally reached the shore. She sat on the sand as the waves hit against her thighs. She stared out at the scene in the ocean. Oceanic Flight 815 was slowing sinking and survivors were swimming to this piece of land.

They had crashed.. The thought could only remain in Claire's mind for a few seconds when she felt the first contraction.

Ana Lucia:

after getting all the people possible out from seat belts, Ana surfaced and rubbed her eyes.. she was tired.. she couldn't keep this up much longer. Looking around, she spotted a young blond who seemed to be in serious pain. Deciding to herself she should go ahead and go to shore, Ana swam towards the girl to try and help her along. To her shock, the girl was pregnant, VERY pregnant. this sparked thoughts of her own child, whose life was so abrubtly ended even before he was born.. she felt her self slipping and forced herself out of it.

Dammit Ana, this is not the time.. its done.. just live through this she thought to herself

she approached the girl

" are you ok?" she yelled above the roar " grab a hold of me , we will get further from shore !"

Claire

Claire continued to sit on the shore, the small waves hitting her legs when she heard a woman's shout over all the other noises. She had been closing her eyes from the pain, so she opened them now to see a young looking Latina.

Grabbing the woman's arm, she pulled herself up to her feet and hurried more inland to get away from the water. She took only a few steps when she felt another contraction, falling to her knees.

"I think I'm having contractions!" She shouted quickly.

Jack

He was holding on to his seat cushion as firmly as he could. The ocean was littered with wreckage and people. People who were alive, screaming, people who were floating face down, presumably dead.

Snap out of it! You're a doctor! You're supposed to handle situations like this!

His father's voice was ringing in his ears. His father, whose coffin was somewhere below him in the sea, or maybe it had floated out, popped open. Maybe his father's body was one of those people floating. He decided he couldn't think about it. He needed to get to shore, and to help all those that other people hopefully would bring to land.

Letting go of his cushion he swam. The palm trees came closer and closer as he swam with long strokes. Finally his knee hit the bottom, and he got to his feet and grabbed the nearest person, helping him to shore. Then he looked around to see where he was needed the most.

A woman caught his eye. Her belly was huge, and she was heaving for breath. He rushed over.

"Hey... Are you ok?"

He grabbed her arm and pulled it over his shoulders, walking her further in and underneath the shadow of a palm tree.

"I need you to sit and breathe, ok?"

An Asian looking woman sat nearby. He could see blood tinkling down her shirt. Waving his arm to try and get her attention.

"Hey, you! Excuse me?? Ma'am?"

Claire

She looked at the man who had appeared next to her and the other woman who had been helping her before. "Please, I think I'm having contractions." She told him quickly.

She could only pray that she didn't have the baby now, but the pain was so bad. But as far as she knew, her water hadn't broke.

Sun;

Sitting in the same place on the beach, Sun sat holding her legs, staring into the blue abyss.
Many people came out of the water around her, but this one caught her attention. A pregnant girl,
hobbling onto the beach with another lady. Once the pregnant girl was on the sand the lady with her disapeared into the crowd.

Suddenly the young girl fell to her knees and cried


"I think I'm having contractions!" Panic overtook Sun.. she was unsure what to do..she was about to stand up when a man appeared. He dragged the girl under shade, and tried to calm her. Then he looked at sun

"Hey, you! Excuse me?? Ma'am?"Not wanting to show that she knew english until she found Jin, she just stared at the man and spoke in korean.


Ana-Lucia:

Making sure the pregnant girl was safe on the sand, she set off to go see if anyone else was in serious need of help.. if not she planned on sitting down.
Sitting... just the thought made her body ache more. Fighting her desires to sit, to rest, she pressed on looking for someone, anyone who needed her.

JackClaire
"Please, I think I'm having contractions."He turned back to the young girl, she couldn't be much older than 20.

"Hey... listen... How far along are you?? and how far are your contractions apart?"

The Asian only spoke to him in some language he had no idea about, but he just waved at her to come over.

Gestures... the universal language.

"Come here..."

He pointed at her, then at his head, to show her that she was bleeding. He pointed at the pregnant woman too, and at his own belly.

"You...help?"

Eyes constantly scanning the beach, in search of other people who needed him to come and fix them.

Ethan

"Goodwin! Ethan!" he said. "Did you see where that plane landed? It's probably an hour from here, I want you two to get over there now. There may be survivors, pretend you are among them. In shock or something. Just don't get involved. I want lists in three days."
Ethan didn't stop to think; he didn't stop to get anything. There would be time for that later. Instead, he broke into a run, not waiting for Goodwin as he pounded down the path, wondering what he could do. Lists? He'd get lists, all right, but what if they noticed him? He'd have to think of a story...

The former surgeon's mind was running a mile a minute as he tore through the jungle, following paths all but invisible to those who didn't know where they were. He slapped a bug away from his neck, and grimaced. He'd been expecting his own bed tonight, now it looked like it'd be hot sand with a bunch of strangers.

At least there could be someone interesting...He scrambled down a slope, skirting a trap and stopping to drop the fence with a few hurried keystrokes. They'd put it back up eventually...

And then the only thing he really thought about was running. He wasn't sure how much longer it was before he finally broke out of the woods into a scene of pure chaos. No one noticed him heading into the water from inland, only the man flailing his way to shore, collapsing to the beach panting - very real panting, that part wasn't for show. And then he was up, calling out.

"Anyone here a doctor? I can help!"

Claire

She shook her head, not knowing what to say to the man. "I.. um, eight months." She told them, "I don't know how far apart they are." She felt another one, and now grabbed the man's arm, squeezing.

"Don't leave." She said firmly, but knew he probably would. She figured he was probably a doctor, that would explain him trying to fall everyone and anyone.

"Anyone here a doctor? I can help!"

She barely heard the man's voice, but she looked over to where it came from. She'd feel a bit better if someone were to stay with her, someone who knew what they were doing. But she wasn't sure the doctor (or so she assumed) would stay.

Goodwin

Goodwin felt the ground starting to shake, and thought it was an earthquake. His first thought was for Juliet, and he started to run over to her house. As he did, people were coming out of the houses, and he saw them shield their eyes and look to the sky. He did the same, and saw a massive plane, clearly in trouble, heading to crash on the other side of the island.

He let out a whistling breath and looked over to see Juliet standing outside her house. He started to make his way over to her when he heard Ben call his name.

Juliet Burke and Ben Linus
"Goodwin! Ethan!" he said. "Did you see where that plane landed? It's probably an hour from here, I want you two to get over there now. There may be survivors, pretend you are among them. In shock or something. Just don't get involved. I want lists in three days."

"Sure thing." Goodwin started to leave, and looked at Juliet as she spoke.


"Wait, Ben!"

"Ben, I'm going with them."

"Fine, but same goes for those two. Don't get invloved. Lists in three days."

Juliet nodded, shoving the book into Ben's hand and running over to where Goodwin stood. She looked at him, her boyfriend... her love... and smiled.

"Looks like I'm going with you."

Goodwin smiled down at her, and squeezed her hand. "Guess we'd better get going then."

Still holdin her hand he followed the direction Ethan had disappeared. He turned to Juliet.

"Come on," he smiled, and started to run.
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Libby

Libby woke to muffled sounds, like she was underwater. She kept her eyes closed, thinking she must still be half asleep, and dreaming, as she felt wet. But that was impossible, she was still on the plane after all...

She opened her eyes with a snap, and immediately closed them again as they filled with salty water. She started kicking frantically, and managed to work her way up to the surface. She gasped in pain as her lungs filled with oxygen, and tried to look around her. She could hear shouting and screaming, and as her eyes adjusted to the blinding sunlight she tried to take in where she was. She could see the wreckage of the plane sinking into the sea, and beyond that, nothing but the open sea. She panicked, thinking they were all going to die out here, in the middle of the sea, no land, how could they possibly survive? She managed to turn herself around in the water, and saw an island in the opposite direction. She cried out, and starting swimming towards it.

She finally reached the shore, and lay face down, exhaustion swamping her body. She tried to get up, knowing she needed to help, she had some medical knowledge and might be able to help people. She put all her energy into pushing herself up off the sand, and stood up, her legs feeling shaky and weak underneath her.

Looking around she saw loads of people, all needing some kind of help.. She stood, dazed for a moment, not knowing what to do, at a loss. She started walking vaguely towards the water, where some people were pulling others out. She started trying to help those being pulled out of the water, but most of them were already dead.

Kate

Using her thigh muscles and pushing with all her might. Managing to drag him up the wet sand by his suit jacket shoulders, till it was dry land.

Falling down on her hands and knees, people still screaming and shouting for help in the water. Spitting up violently all the water that had been consumed, gasping. Taking in the sights in front of her, pushing the dark curls out of her eyes and getting back to her feet.

Seeing a very pregnant blonde girl, perhaps a bit younger than herself, surrounded by people. Wondering if she should go help...

Instead running back in and helping to pull as many as she could out of the relentless waves.
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Hurley

Standing near to the crowd trying to take care of the pregnant woman. Awkward and drenched. Going up and offering...

" Hey...She like...Okay? Can I do anything...Oh man...Is she gonna like ...have it?"

Juliet Burke

She had hardly felt him slip his hand it to hers, but suddenly it was there, reassuring. He was squeezing it slightly, and that made her smile. Whatever the situation, Goodwin always found a way to make her smile.

Goodwin

"Guess we'd better get going then. Come on,"

Goodwin ran off, and Juliet stayed there for a moment, her home behind her, watching him dissapear into the jungle. Without a glance back, she went off after him, crashing through the tree line and following as fast as she could. Goodwin always seemed to stay a bit ahead of her, just over that rise, disapearing behind a bush or tree.

She kept this pace until they reached the sonic fence, but one glance told her it was off, and she rushed through it. They would be at the crash site sooner than she -- and probably Ben -- had expected. But once Juliet saw the end of the trees and the beginning of the beach, she stopped.

"Goodwin!" she called, loud but not too loud, a cry just for him. "I'm going to go around, come down from up the beach a little. It looks like they crashed into the ocean, I want to be wet when I go out there."

Looking around for a sharp rock, scooping it up and then using it to slice the top of her arm, just below the shoulder. Juliet suddenly had an irrational hope that it wouldn't get infected. Even if it did, she could always go back to Ben and get it fixed.

Her eyes moved back up to Goodwin's.

"I think we should pretend to be married." she said, her face serious but her eyes playful. "We'll be less suspicious that way."

She started to turn and go, knowing that if -- only if -- these people ever figured them out (and she highly doubted they would) she didn't want to be remembered from coming from the jungle. But why should she worry? Once Ben got the list, everything would be fine, they could come out of hiding and...

Juliet thought that line of thought. She had a sudden feeling this wasn't going to be easy as that.

One last look back at him, Goodwin, before she rushed off into the jungle. She would see him soon. The water's edge approached sooner than she expected, and after a quick glance to make sure this area could not be seen from the crash site, she dove straight into the water... and began to swim.

She held her breath, moving as fast as she could beneath the waves, and passed a natural pile of rocks marked where the jungle ended and the beach began. After a few more kicks, she pulled herself to the surface and got a glimpse at how many people, and how bad, this crash really was.

Juliet didn't need any help being in shock.
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Boone Carlyle

Dead... my sister is dead...

Staring out, eyes wide, at the carnage of the beach. He still stood at the edge of the plane, although no one was in it. No one alive, that is. A few people that had died were still strapped to the seats, their heads lolling, swinging back and forth as the plane began its slow descent into the ocean, the air masks still attached to their face. It looked like some kind of puppet show.

And the sky... it was bright and beautiful. A deep, vibrant blue, hardly a cloud in the sky... and... and...

(my sister is dead)

God... oh GOD. What am I going to tell -- ?

"BOOOOOOOOOONEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!"

He heard her, from here, he heard her. Boone's head snapped up, scanning the beach... and he saw a blond woman coming from the surf. But no, that wasn't her. Shannon wasn't wearing a tan dress. She was wearing a... he couldn't remember. He just stayed there, eyes gazing out there, unsure if he really heard her at all, the ocean water at his feet now... and then...

Shannon.

"SHANNON!!!!"

Suddenly, he was in the water, swimming with all his might towards her. She was right there, on the beach, and he had to get to her... He made it there pretty quickly, actually bumping into a few bodies on his way. One actually made a jerky movement when he did that, and thinking he was alive, Boone scooped him under one line and brought him quickly to the shore.

But when he got to the beach, the sand feeling alien between his fingers, he noticed that in fact, that the person he had "saved" was dead. So much for life gaurd training... but that didn't matter. His sister, his sister...

"Shannon!!!!!!"

John Locke knew something was wrong, as the turbulence became worse. 'Great. As if his week hadn't been bad enough. Now...' His thoughts were interrupted as the plane broke apart.

The next thing John remembered was flailing about in the water. He came up gasping for air. Kicking to stay afloat he looked around him. It then dawned on the John. He was moving his legs. How was that possible? There was no time to think about that. John had to get to shore. He had to see if anyone needed help.

When he finally reached the beach, John pulled himself into the sand. Laying face down for a moment, he finally gathered his energy. Was he really able to use his legs again? It was time for the truth. John slowly stood. He felt wobbly, but that was only momentary.

Screams met the man's ears, as he took in the scene around him.

She started walking vaguely towards the water, where some people were pulling others out. She started trying to help those being pulled out of the water, but most of them were already dead.

He glanced down the beach and saw a woman pulling bodies from the water. Were any of them alive? John ran over to the woman and grabbed the arm of one of the people she was pulling to shore.

Sawyer

He worked his way up out of the water and onto the beach. "I love the beach but this is f**kin' ridiculous." He said. Sawyer pulled his shirt off and shook out the water. He stood there in his jeans and no shirt and layed the shirt on a rock to dry. He sat down and watched the people panicking. His first thought as usual was for himself and what he needed to survive. Let's see, clothes, food, water and some shelter. Heaven knows how long we'll be stuck on this f**kin' rock, he thought. Some damn fine women on this thing too. He noticed the particularly pretty dark haired, athletic woman.

Michael and Walt

Sitting together, all of a sudden there was a tremendous crash and they noticed their part of the cabin filling with water.

"Walt, the seat cushions, floatation devices."

They yanked the cushions out, and climbed through a jagged gap in the fuselage wall. Their clothes got torn, and Michael bumped his head, creating a gash. They got out, but the cushions were barely keeping them afloat.

"Lighten the load, kick off your shoes,"

Michael ordered. Shoes and socks went to the ocean floor. That helped a little, but they were being carried a little distance from the other survivors. They eventually crashed onto some rocks, and dragged themselves onto the beach.

Michael stripped off his shirt and wrung it out, when he noticed Walt's arm and leg bleeding far more than Michael would have liked. Michael tore his shirt in two and wrapped a piece around each wound. The salt water stung, but the bleeding was stopped.

"Thanks Dad, I felt like passing out."

They walked toward the others on the beach, but Michael felt woozy, and fell to the ground. Then Walt noticed the gash on Michael's forehead.

"Dad! Don't die on me!"

I have to stop the bleeding now.

With no alternatives, Walt tore off his shirt, which was already practically in shreds, and wrapped it tightly around Michael's forehead. Walt could see the bleeding slow down, but then saw two more large wound on Michael's legs. Walt tore a good sized piece of material from his shorts legs, which wasn't hard due to their already being somewhat ripped, and tied those tightly around Michael's legs. The bleeding came to a halt, and Walt ran to get help.

"Help! My Dad is hurt!"

It looked like a lot of other people were hurt worse. Walt stood in shock near Michael.

Sun:

The man Continued talking to the pregnant girl, then he looked back at sun:

"Come here..."

He pointed at her, then at his head, to show her that she was bleeding. He pointed at the pregnant woman too, and at his own belly.

"You...help?"

fully understanding him, but playing it as if she didnt.. she nodded and smiled.. and crawled over to the man and girl. and set the girl's head in her lap.

I really should just speak english she thought to helself, but she knew that would cause more trouble than she needed when she found Jin. IF she found Jin. Immeadiatly she threw the thought out of her head. I need to focus.

Smiling at the man she held The girls head and put on a very concerned look.


Ana-Lucia:

Running about, she saw some man, sitting shirtless on a rock, not helping anyone.. angerly she cursed under her breath. Not to be detoured she ran towards a childs screams:

"Help! My Dad is hurt!"

The boy looked about 9 or 10.. he was bleeding from the arm and leg and his father had a head wound.

just great ana thought to herself.


" Hi!" she said with a forced smile. " I'm Ana, listen .. we need to get pressure on your dad's head ok?" she tore a piece of shirt off a dead body nearby.

he wont need it.. she tried to assure herself.

" Can you hold this on his head , and put pressure on it?" she asked the boy.

" I need to try and find some supplies. OK?"

Libby

John ran over to the woman and grabbed the arm of one of the people she was pulling to shore.

Libby looked up as a man grabbed the other arm of a man she was pulling to shore.

"Thanks," she said, taking a deep breath. She had lost count of the number of bodies she had tried to breath life back into, and despair was starting to overwhelm her. All she wanted to do was sit down and cry, but she knew she had to help. She checked the airways of the man they had pulled to shore, and saw he wasn't breathing. She checked his pulse, but there was none.

"NO! Dammit, dammit, dammit! Not another one!!" She cried, as she started thumping his chest. "Please, please, breath..." She said, the tears starting to spill. "please..."

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Goodwin

Juliet Burke
"Goodwin!" she called, loud but not too loud, a cry just for him. "I'm going to go around, come down from up the beach a little. It looks like they crashed into the ocean, I want to be wet when I go out there."

Looking around for a sharp rock, scooping it up and then using it to slice the top of her arm, just below the shoulder. Juliet suddenly had an irrational hope that it wouldn't get infected. Even if it did, she could always go back to Ben and get it fixed.

Her eyes moved back up to Goodwin's.

"I think we should pretend to be married." she said, her face serious but her eyes playful. "We'll be less suspicious that way."


Goodwin watched her slice her arm and clenched his fists as the blood started to spill. He wanted to fix it up for her. he hated to see her hurt, but he knew it was necerssary for them to be believable.

"OK. So you're my wife then." He smiled at her.

He watched her run into the jungle and then turned and ran in the opposite direction. He figured some people must have fallen into the jungle, and followed Juliets lead in cutting his face and arms, and rubbing dirt all over himself. He also ripped his top, for good measure. Damn, my favourite top...

He ran onto the beach and stopped in shock as he took in the destruction.

Jesus...

Libby

Libby looked up as a man grabbed the other arm of a man she was pulling to shore.

"Thanks," she said, taking a deep breath. She had lost count of the number of bodies she had tried to breath life back into, and despair was starting to overwhelm her. All she wanted to do was sit down and cry, but she knew she had to help.

John gave the woman a wane smile, before returning his attention to the man they were attempting to rescue. Was he alive?


She checked the airways of the man they had pulled to shore, and saw he wasn't breathing. She checked his pulse, but there was none.

"NO! Dammit, dammit, dammit! Not another one!!" She cried, as she started thumping his chest. "Please, please, breath..." She said, the tears starting to spill. "please..."


It was evident to John that this woman was near the brink of exhaustion. How many people had she already tried to save? She wouldn't be of much use if she collasped. "Let me," he said, pulling Libby to the side. "You should rest." John then proceeded to perform CPR on the man. A moment later the man started to spit up water and John propped him up. "Easy now."

Jack

There was quite a crowd gathering around them now, and a plus sized young guy came over.Hurley
" Hey...She like...Okay? Can I do anything...Oh man...Is she gonna like ...have it?"The Asian woman came over. He couldn't quite place her in a distinct country yet, although he had been traveling some in Asia, but it didn't matter. As she held the head of the pregnant girl, Jack quickly examined her head wound as he answered.

"I think she'll be ok, but she needs to stay calm... Can you help her?"

He looked at the Asian woman's wound. It wasn't very deep. Not so deep that it would have to be sewed up. He tore off a piece of his shirt, it was the closest he could get to a clean piece of cloth right now, besides the salt water would have cleansed it some too. He placed it in her hand and led her hand up to the wound, pressing down on it.

"Keep the pressure, you understand?? Keep it under pressure."

To the pregnant woman.

"You're doing great, ok? Just keep staying calm, breathe and this guy here..." Pointing at the bigger guy. "will stay with you and he will tell me if your contractions come more often than every five or so minutes... ok?"

He heard a shouting from somewhere nearby.Michael and Walt
"Help! My Dad is hurt!"He got to his feet, looking for where the sound came from, saying to them as he walked away:

"If her contractions increase, call for me, ok? My name is Jack..."

He jogged across the beach. As he got there, a latina woman was already there, handling the situation.It was the same latina he had spoken to in the airport.Ana-Lucia:
" Can you hold this on his head , and put pressure on it?"
" I need to try and find some supplies. OK?""Hey... Ana Lucia, right? Oh good.. you already handled that.. Is he going to need stitches?"
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Shannon

She didn't know what to do. Her brother was nowhere to be seen, she was wet, tired, hungry (although she would never admit that to a soul), and terrified. It was as though her mind had stopped working, and all she could do was stand there and cry and scream Boone's name.

Suddenly she heard a voice from the beach down below.Boone Carlyle
"SHANNON!!!!"
"Shannon!!!!!!""Boone?"

Surprise was written in her tear stained face, streaks of eye makeup running down her cheeks.

"BOONE!"

She ran towards him and wrapped her arms around his neck, sobbing.

Sawyer

He sat there watching the movements along the beach. He pulled out his letter and read it again. He took a drag on his cigarette. "Wonder how long it'll be before we get rescued. Wonder if I could dive down deep enough to get my stuff?" He muttered.

Sun:

the man, she now assumed was a doctor of some sort, was looking the girl over,

he told her she would probably be ok. then he looked up at sun again:

"I think she'll be ok, but she needs to stay calm... Can you help her?"

Sun smiled and nodded her head.

The man looked at Sun's forehead, and tore off a piece of his shirt, he pressed it on her head and she put her hand up to his.

"Keep the pressure, you understand?? Keep it under pressure."

Nodding again Sun pushed the cloth against her fore head, while, gently rubbing the pregnant girls head.

he stood up and said

"If her contractions increase, call for me, ok? My name is Jack..."

she looked at him, trying to appear puzzled and , in syllables she said " jh-ack" and smiles at him, and watched him run off.


Ana-Lucia:

While she was trying to get the boy to comply, the man from the airport bar.. what was his name.. Jack! Jack, walked up and asked.

Hey... Ana Lucia, right? Oh good.. you already handled that.. Is he going to need stitches?"

"I don't know, i'm just trying to stop the bleeding"

"have you seen the pregnant girl? is she ok?"

Ana was more relieved than she let on to see a somewhat familiar face in all this chaos.

" what a day huh?" she asked with a cynical tone.

Boone Carlyle

He had seen her, he could have sworn it... he looked around wildly, still calling her name. People, there were people everywhere and he couldn't find her anywhere. It was just like she had vanished out of thin air... where...

Shannon

"Boone?"

He heard that voice and looked up. And there she was, not far away, tears streaming down her face, black from the mascara that she had coated around them before they had left.

"Shannon?"

"BOONE!"

She was suddenly in his arms, hugging, sobbing, crying... and Boone found tears coming to his eyes as well. She was okay, alive... Thank God his sister was alive. If he ever had to tell mom and dad... how would he ever had been able to tell them their daughter had died? Shannon...

"Shannon... Shannon... oh, Shannon... you're -- you're hurting me..." Slowly pulling her arms from around him, holding her at arms length, his finger slowly running through her mascara-stained cheek. "Are -- are you okay? Did you get hurt?"

Hearing cries of pain and anguish all around him.
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Juliet Burke

She stumbled her way onto the beach, her clothes feeling heavy and soaked, eyes wide as she glanced around. There were just so many people here... at least forty. Definately more than forty. And they all came from the same plane, all survived from this plane. None of these people should be alive.

But... they were. No matter how suprising it was. And Juliet had to begin to look like the shocked and scared newlywed.

"Goodwin?" Juliet said loudly, looking around (so many people). "GOODWIN!?"

Breathing deeply, head wiping around, catching a pregnant woman down the beach. She's pregnant... oh, wow... she's pregnant. Ben will want her...

Still looking, still searching. She saw Ethan rushing to someone's side. He was actually helping them, he wasn't supposed to. But... it would seem odd if they stood there and did nothing, right? Juliet debated with herself whether to help or not, until she found herself standing near the pregnant woman.

"Hey, have... have any of you seen my husband?"

Eyes wide, hoping she looked scared, and glancing down at the woman's swollen belly. She forced her mouth into a "O" of surprise.

"You're pregnant."

Shocked. Your shocked and can't think straight. Just be that person. Shocked and scared and slow, and you should get through this fine.

Walt

Someone heard Walt's call for help.

Ana-Lucia
" Hi!" ... " I'm Ana, listen .. we need to get pressure on your dad's head ok?" she tore a piece of shirt off a dead body nearby.
" Can you hold this on his head , and put pressure on it?"


Walt shuddered at first at the thought that the piece of shirt came from a dead body. But then he steeled himself.

"Yes, I can do that."

Walt replaced his makeshift bandage around Michael's forehead, which was now the blood-soaked remains of Walt's own tattered shirt, with the one Ana provided.

A little later someone who acted like a doctor was satisfied that the bleeding was under control.

Jack
"Hey... Ana Lucia, right? Oh good.. you already handled that.. Is he going to need stitches?"


Walt didn't know about stitches, but was glad to see the bleeding slow down.

Ana-Lucia
" I need to try and find some supplies. OK?"


"Yes, that's okay, go find whatever supplies you can. But the plane sank like a hundred meters out there, good luck in finding anything."

"And thank you, Ana!"

Walt's own injuries weren't so bad, and he had no problem keeping the pressure on Michael's forehead wound.

Ethan

Ethan caught sight of Goodwin through the confused masses; the beach was chaos, still, people yelling and screaming...he melted into the crowd, and began to do what he always did: he had to be kind, had to be likeable - a quick splint here, a soothing word there...he caught a glimpse of Juliet watching him as he helped; she looked confused for the briefest fraction of a second before she headed for the pregnant girl.

Ethan slowly worked his way through the crowds, startled with how many there seemed to be - and what a small fraction of the plane they actually were. Once through the crowd, he stopped, acting like he had to catch his breath. He caught sight of a tall man with shaggy, dirty-blonde-brown hair, smoking a cigarette like he was on a beach in Miami. His eyes narrowed.

Not every "survivor" has to act scared...

He strode over to him, eyes narrowing even further.

I'd guess some of them are probably pretty d*mn angry...

"What do you think you're doing? Why aren't you helping?"

Michael

Michael was fading in and out of consciousness. He could hear some things, but felt like he couldn't move. His eyes didn't focus well. He hated being a burden and unable to help. There was some pressure on his forehead, then it let up, and then much firmer pressure. Michael's mind cleared some, and he could see the top half of Walt over him constrasting against the bright blue sky, a discarded bloody shirt at his side. In a weak voice,

"Walt .... "

My son doesn't hate me. He really cares for me.

"You took the shirt off your own back to help me .... I love you, son.... Take care of yourself ... your wounds ..."

Michael didn't feel like talking more, saving his energy, and taking long, steady breaths.

Sawyer

Running about, she saw some man, sitting shirtless on a rock, not helping anyone.. angerly she cursed under her breath. Not to be detoured she ran towards a childs screams:

Sawyer sat and stared at her. "Here kitty, kitty, kitty." He growled. Just then some guy came up to him, gettin' in his face.

"What do you think you're doing? Why aren't you helping?"

Sawyer cut his eyes to Ethan without turning his head. He took another drag on his cigarette and turned to Ethan. "A. What the hell makes you think I would? B. What's in it for me? And, C. Who d'hell're you?" He said in his thick Southern drawl."

Jack

He turned from Ana and back to the kid with the cuts and his father.

"Let me look at you.. I'm a doctor.. my name is Jack... What's your name?"

The father spoke and Jack smiled.

"You're going to be ok, and so is he... Keep pressure on that head wound, and I'll see what I can do about trying to stitch it up... Hopefully rescue is right around the corner, so... You were both relatively lucky."

Looking back at the kid who seemed alert and bright.

"Shout my name if something happens, ok? I'm going to look at some more of these people, just keep your dad resting, and try to take it easy yourself..."

He put his hand on the kid's shoulder and gave it a light squeeze before he moved on across the beach, surveying the people lying spread out. Some alive, some dead.

Ana-Lucia

The kid seemed almost grateful for her.

"Yes, that's okay, go find whatever supplies you can. But the plane sank like a hundred meters out there, good luck in finding anything."

"And thank you, Ana!"For the first time.. in a long time she felt appreaciated..

" your welcome, kid," she said with a half smile, and went to find anyone in good enough condition to try and salvage some supplies.

Looking around.. she saw a few people unecissarily gathered around the pregnant girl..
Feeling the police officer in her rise to the surface.. she siad in a commanding voice..

"any one not injured, or this girls family.. who can swim well, come with me. We need supplies before the plane sinks entirely"

Only a few seemed even close to being able to help. She needed more people to swim out. Looking around her gaze fell on the shirtless man.. and another guy.. they seemed to be arguing. here goes nothing she thought

Walking up to them, she asked..

"we need some fit people to swim out and help salvage some supplies before the plane sinks. You two gunna stop arguing long enough to help?"

She stood arms crossed squinting in the sun. Try to look comanding she told herself

Libby

John "Let me," he said, pulling Libby to the side. "You should rest." John then proceeded to perform CPR on the man. A moment later the man started to spit up water and John propped him up. "Easy now."

Libby collapsed onto the sand as the man took over. She was exhausted, and had seen more death today than she could deal with in a lifetime.

She put her head in her hands. Suddenly she heard spluttering and coughing and looked over. The bald man had managed to resucitate the other guy. She rushed to help them both.

"Thank you," She smiled at the bald man.

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Goodwin

"Juliet!!!!!! Juliet!!!!!" Goodwin pretended to falter as he ran across the sand, feigning exhaustion, but really taking in everything going on. He saw Ethan rushing to help someone, and frowned slightly, but ignored it.

He looked for Juliet, but couldn't see her. He started to worry, maybe she had hurt herself in the water.

"Juliet!!! JULIET!!!" He shouted, his fear a little more real this time.

Juliet Burke

She had stayed there, looking down at the pregnant woman and the people surrounding her when she heard Goodwin's faint cries.


Goodwin

"Juliet!!!!!! Juliet!!!!!"

At first, Juliet didn't know what to do? Should she just ignore it and concentrate on the pregnant woman? But no, if anyone heard his cries and knew she had heard them too, and realized she hadn't gone after them... what would they think? She couldn't let them think anything. She was hear in secret... and she wasn't supposed to interfere.

At least, until Ben told them to.

"Juliet!!! JULIET!!!"

She turned, eyes wide.

"Goodwin?" Turning to the pregnant woman, smiling. "That's my husband... that's my..." Seeing him a little across the beach. "GOODWIN!!!!!"

Juliet ran towards him, feet pounding across the sand, and she was over to him and hugging him in a few moments.

"Am I a convincing 'worried wife'?" she said into his ear, loud enough only for him to hear, a smile of relief on her face.

Goodwin

Juliet Burke
"Goodwin?" Turning to the pregnant woman, smiling. "That's my husband... that's my..." Seeing him a little across the beach. "GOODWIN!!!!!"

Juliet ran towards him, feet pounding across the sand, and she was over to him and hugging him in a few moments.


He saw Juliet running across the sand to him, and he sighed with relief. He had been stupid to think that she had been hurt, of course she wasn't. As she reached him he enveloped her in his arms.


"Am I a convincing 'worried wife'?" she said into his ear, loud enough only for him to hear, a smile of relief on her face.

"Extremely. I even feel like we're married." He smiled, before kissing her. He ripped some material off his shirt, and bound her arm where she had cut it. "I hate to see you hurt."

He looked around. "What now?" He whispered in her ear, watching Ethan talking to a tall guy with dirty blonde hair. "And what the hell is he doing?"

Sawyer

Looking around her gaze fell on the shirtless man.. and another guy.. they seemed to be arguing. here goes nothing she thought

Walking up to them, she asked..

"we need some fit people to swim out and help salvage some supplies before the plane sinks. You two gunna stop arguing long enough to help?"

She stop arms crossed squinting in the sun. Try to look comanding she told herself

"Lookie here, sweetie, I just had this conversation." He said, turning his gaze on Ana. She was a cutie. that's for sure. He looked at Ethan. "See now I know what's in it for me."

Sawyer looked back at Ana. "Okay muchacha, I'll help ya." He said walking up to her. He was close, way, way, way too close. He gave her a seductive smirk. "But I get first choice o'whatever I want. Anything."

Ana-Lucia:

The Shirtless man she could tell, was trouble. he gave her a look up and down and said


"Lookie here, sweetie, I just had this conversation."

he looked at the man he had been arguing with. and said to him

"See now I know what's in it for me."

He got up, and walked towards her, he was completely next to her.. she could hear his breathing.. feeling a flutter of desire she told herself not right now ana, you Just crashed. She stood tense for a moment, at his closeness, and then put her facade of being in control back up. He smiled at her and said:

"Okay muchacha, I'll help ya." .

thank god she thought to herself

"But I get first choice o'whatever I want. Anything."

rolling her eyes and staring back at him for awhile she said

" fine, but the necessities are divided evenly, water, blankets, food. and if possible each person gets their own luggage. Otherwise.. have it pretty boy."

She quickly turned around and walked a few steps, turning back she said

" be at the shore over there" she pointed " In 5 minuets."

and she walked off, trying to calm herself down.

John

Libby

She put her head in her hands. Suddenly she heard spluttering and coughing and looked over. The bald man had managed to resucitate the other guy. She rushed to help them both.

"Thank you," She smiled at the bald man.

Glancing briefly at the woman, John replied, "You're welcome." After he was certain the man he had helped was okay, he turned back to Libby. "Are you okay?" he asked, looking to see if she had any obvious injuries. John then realized there was something trickling down his own face. He wiped his forehead with his fingertips and realized it was blood. Tenderly touching his head, he realized he had a gash.

Claire

The contractions were so painful, and there were so many people surrounding her, to was hard for Claire to remain calm. She shut her eyes tightly, trying to take deep breaths, but she felt another contraction.

This time she cried out, reaching for anyone's arm. She knew the Asian woman was holding her, but Claire couldn't remain still. The pain was just too much.

Sun:

The pregnant girl started to wirthe, and cry out.. Panicking Sun yelled as loud as she could above the commotion..

" Juh-Ack!" "JACK"

Sun reached over and took the girl's hand.. and spoke in korean to her, what she wished she could say in english.. It will be ok, hold my hand.. just breathe.

Her eyes were scanning the crowds... she didn't see Jack. She looked over to a larger man with thick curly hair who was watching all this,.. she glared at him with great concern in her eyes and said.. " Jack!"

Juliet Burke

Goodwin

"Extremely. I even feel like we're married."

Juliet kept her smile, even as he pulled away from their embrace and kissed her. It was nice to be in his arms, doing this, out here in the bright sunlight... even with this horrific scene around them, this was nice. Goodwin ripped off a strip of material and began to bound her arm where she cut it.

"I hate to see you hurt."

She took a step back, seeing his cut face and arms, his torn shirt, dirty clothes...

"Oh... Goodwin..." Taking a piece of her own shirt and binding it across one of the wound on his arm. "I don't like it any better than you do."

"What now?" He whispered in her ear, watching Ethan talking to a tall guy with dirty blonde hair. "And what the hell is he doing?"

"I have no idea." Glancing at Ethan, who seemed to be in a conversation with a blond man and black-haired woman. "Ethan is playing by his own rules now... and I don't like it. But, we can't just stand here while these people just move around us. Do you see how many there are? There are more than forty by my count. That's a lot of people. It'll take time to gather the list, and then decide who to take and who not to... and we can't take them all at once, so..."

Juliet sighed, rubbing her head, hoping it looked like she was hurt and not thinking.

"So we're going to be here a while. We need to make friends with these people."

Looking up at Goodwin, her face calm. Juliet loved this man, and... Well, although she didn't really want to be here. Anywhere here, on this island, she was happy. Happy just to be here with him... with Goodwin... her husband. Even if it meant she wasn't with Rachel.

"Guess what? There was a pregnant woman on the plane. She looks pretty far in, eight months at least. Do you want to see her?"

ShannonBoone Carlyle
"Shannon... Shannon... oh, Shannon... you're -- you're hurting me..."
"Are -- are you okay? Did you get hurt?"She released him from her grip and looked almost embarrassed at him.

"I... I'm ok I guess..."

Only minor scraps and bruises decorated her body with an intricate pattern that was impossible to copy. She looked down on her shapely, tan legs.

That looks so awful!!!

"How about you, Boone? You ok?"

Sawyer

" fine, but the necessities are divided evenly, water, blankets, food. and if possible each person gets their own luggage. Otherwise.. have it pretty boy."

"That ain't the deal. I told ya. I get first pick." He said.

She quickly turned around and walked a few steps, turning back she said

He grabbed her arm and pulled her back even closer to him. "I said I get first pick.

" be at the shore over there" she pointed " In 5 minuets."

and she walked off, trying to calm herself down.

"Yes ma'am." he growled.

Walt

On the flight Walt had been upset about being forced to live with a stranger in a new country, but Michael's efforts to keep Walt alive and bandaging his wounds changed his attitude.

Michael
"You took the shirt off your own back to help me .... I love you, son.... Take care of yourself ... your wounds ..."


"You did the same for me. And you did a great job on my cuts, I don't think they're bleeding any more."

The man who seemed like a doctor gave a quick visit after tending to a pregnant woman and more passengers who were more seriously wounded.

Jack
"Let me look at you.. I'm a doctor.. my name is Jack... What's your name?"


The doctor was friendly, and made Walt feel better.

"Hi Doctor Jack. My name is Walt. This is my Dad, his name is Michael."

Walt got up enough for Jack to examine him. Walt explained,

"We both got cuts, and used our shirts to bandage them. There wasn't anything else around. Looks like lots of people had the same idea. Hope we did all right."

Walt took a brief look at the carnage, and then knelt back to keep pressure on Michael's head wound. Jack approved of the job they had done.

Jack
"You're going to be ok, and so is he... Keep pressure on that head wound, and I'll see what I can do about trying to stitch it up... Hopefully rescue is right around the corner, so... You were both relatively lucky."


Michael

Michael heard something about stitches, and still hated being a burden.

"Doc ... I ... can manage. Help those who need it more first... Sorry I can't be more help."

Michael relaxed and lay still.

Walt

Looking back at the kid who seemed alert and bright.

Jack
"Shout my name if something happens, ok? I'm going to look at some more of these people, just keep your dad resting, and try to take it easy yourself..."


"I got it, Doctor Jack. We'll be right here."

Walt smiled as Jack gave a reassuring squeeze on Walt's shoulder. Walt continued to press firmly on Michael's forehead, and watched him breathe regularly, hoping he would continue to do so until it was time for the stitches.

We really were very lucky.

Boone Carlyle

She pulled back from him, and looked at him, like she was embarrassed for suddenly showing that she cared whether he lived or died. Boone pulled back as well, but only so he could get a better look at her.

Shannon

"I... I'm ok I guess..."

"You look okay..." Trying to keep his voice calm.

Boone watched as she looked up and down her body, at a few cuts on her legs, and he couldn't help but check out those legs. He was his step sister after all, and after what had happened in Sydney. He shook his head, looking up at her face, seeing a look of revulsion. He blinked a few times. Shannon could just be so... selfish sometimes.

"How about you, Boone? You ok?"

"I'm... I'm fine."

He had a few scratches on his forearms and a small scratch above his eyes, but besides that he was pretty good. After a plane crash like that... He could have -- should have -- died. But he was alive. Maybe that meant something.

"We should help out... a lot of people are hurt."

Ana-Lucia


Ana couldn't stand how that man made her feel, how he got to her. she just had to get away, and clear her head.

After a brief break she looked to the place she told every one to meet her. 5 or 6 people.. this wasn't gunna be easy.

Walking up to them she said:

" Listen, we need to hurry. First things first, we need food, water, blankets, and whatever else you can salvage." she took of her shoes why she was talking. " it would be best if we went in pairs, for safety. we don't need any more dead bodies."

She stood up and pulled her hair back.

"Set everything you get in a pile there. Go as long as you can, It will be dark soon."

ShannonBoone Carlyle
"I'm... I'm fine."Her eyes lit up for a split second in relief. He was her brother, and she loved him very much, although what had happened just the evening before still very much was on her mind and she didn't know just what to make of it yet.

She ran her fingers below her eyes and saw that they came back black with mascara stains. Frantically she searched her pockets for something that she could use to wipe it off. A small, soggy paper tissue was in her left pocket. She started wiping roughly, wanting to wash it off as though it was a major source of embarrassment.Boone Carlyle
"We should help out... a lot of people are hurt."She just stared at him for a second.

"What do you want me to do, Boone?? Find someone and give them mouth to mouth or what?"

Fear took over and spoke for her. She didn't know these people, and she hated blood and wounds so she certainly didn't want anything to do with anything of it. Hissing at him.

"In case you've forgotten Boone... You're the lifeguard...I'm the dancer."

ive never done any rpg,but i really like the idea of this one,ill be charlie if still available, i bring sarcasm and wit to the table

Libby

John

Glancing briefly at the woman, John replied, "You're welcome." After he was certain the man he had helped was okay, he turned back to Libby. "Are you okay?" he asked, looking to see if she had any obvious injuries. John then realized there was something trickling down his own face. He wiped his forehead with his fingertips and realized it was blood. Tenderly touching his head, he realized he had a gash.

"I'm fine," she said, looking up at him. She saw the blood running down his head.

"Oh, God, you're hurt!" She said. "Here," she said, picking up a piece of material from the sand, and carefully cleaning the gash with it.

"I'm Libby, by the way."

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Goodwin

Juliet Burke
"Oh... Goodwin..." Taking a piece of her own shirt and binding it across one of the wound on his arm. "I don't like it any better than you do."

"I have no idea." Glancing at Ethan, who seemed to be in a conversation with a blond man and black-haired woman. "Ethan is playing by his own rules now... and I don't like it. But, we can't just stand here while these people just move around us. Do you see how many there are? There are more than forty by my count. That's a lot of people. It'll take time to gather the list, and then decide who to take and who not to... and we can't take them all at once, so..."

Juliet sighed, rubbing her head, hoping it looked like she was hurt and not thinking.

"So we're going to be here a while. We need to make friends with these people."

"I guess." He said. In truth he didn't want anything to do with any of these people. He wanted to be back at the village, or in bed with Libby.


"Guess what? There was a pregnant woman on the plane. She looks pretty far in, eight months at least. Do you want to see her?"

"What?" He said, scanning the beach. "Eight months? She shouldn't even have been flying... Top of Ben's list, huh?" He smiled at Juliet. "Yeah, come on, lets go see if we can, erm, help."

OOC:
ive never done any rpg,but i really like the idea of this one,ill be charlie if still available, i bring sarcasm and wit to the table

I bet Steven would love to have you as Charlie, Bobby. :D But, you bring sarcasm and wit? No way. :rolleyes:

IC:
John

Libby

"I'm fine," she said, looking up at him. She saw the blood running down his head.

"Oh, God, you're hurt!" She said. "Here," she said, picking up a piece of material from the sand, and carefully cleaning the gash with it.

"I'm Libby, by the way."

"John," he replied. He couldn't help smiling at the way the woman was tending to him. She reminded him somewhat of Helen. "Libby? Is that short for Elizabeth?" he asked.

ive never done any rpg,but i really like the idea of this one,ill be charlie if still available, i bring sarcasm and wit to the table

Welcome aboard BOBBY!!!!

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Boone Carlyle

He watched as she ran her fingers across her face, wiping away some of the mascara that had settled there. Shannon seemed to stare at it for a moment, and then grabbed a tissue and began to wipe it away. Boone couldn't help but frown. Wasn't one of the seven deady sins vanity? If so, Shannon was the perfect candidate.

But if she was vanity, then Boone would probably be lust...

Shannon

"What do you want me to do, Boone?? Find someone and give them mouth to mouth or what? In case you've forgotten Boone... You're the lifeguard...I'm the dancer."

Feeling white-hot anger suddenly flow through him, wondering how in the world he had just liked her a minute ago. She was so selfish! Just standing there and thinking of herself!

"Oh, get over yourself Shannon. You can do something. I don't expect you to prance around and try CPR on every body you see. I just want you to try and help."

Staring at her, unable to see why she couldn't just lift one little finger and help some of these people that were hurt and dying around her.

"Look, I'm going to ho out and help people now... if you don't that's fine, just don't come complaining to me when you get too hot."

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Juliet Burke

Goodwin

"What?" He said, scanning the beach. "Eight months? She shouldn't even have been flying... Top of Ben's list, huh?" He smiled at Juliet. "Yeah, come on, lets go see if we can, erm, help."

"Yeah, she shouldn't be flying... it's odd, huh? We want someone from off the island to do some tests and this woman just falls from the sky, right?"

Looking behind her and seeing the small group that gathered around the woman. She was going into false labor, just from the shock of the crash, but Juliet believed she'd be fine. The woman just needed to calm down, to relax from the shock of it.

"Yeah, c'mon."

Taking his hand, she ran back over to the pregnant woman, the smile on her face quickly being placed by one of comprehension. They got to her in a few minutes, and she looked down at her.

"Hey, are you still feeling pains? I... I think I can help. I'm a doctor. Well, not a doctor doctor, but a... a fertility doctor."

Ana couldn't stand how that man made her feel, how he got to her. she just had to get away, and clear her head.

After a brief break she looked to the place she told every one to meet her. 5 or 6 people.. this wasn't gunna be easy.

He smiled to himself knwoing that he was getting to her and she waas trying so hard to stop him.


Walking up to them she said:

" Listen, we need to hurry. First things first, we need food, water, blankets, and whatever else you can salvage." she took of her shoes why she was talking. " it would be best if we went in pairs, for safety. we don't need any more dead bodies."

Guess I know who I'm partnerin' with, he thought.

She stood up and pulled her hair back.

"Set everything you get in a pile there. Go as long as you can, It will be dark soon."

He licked his lips as he watched her raise her curvy arms and pull back her hair. "Care to be my divin' partner?" Why is that he could make the words 'divin' partner' sound dirty.

Ana-Lucia:

She could feel him watching her.. she felt a slight shiver as he walked up behind her and said.
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"Care to be my divin' partner?"

somehow he made it sound dirty.. She turned around and looked him over, and tried to look unimpressed with what she saw.. although it was impressive .

I'd Love to she thought NO! snap out of this Ana.. the last thing you need is him knowing your thinking this way

she looked him in the eye.. and said.

"fine, but don't get any ideas, cowboy "

She turned around and she started wading into the water.

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Sun:

Panic was overtaking her.. where was Jack?

Suddenly a blond woman & a man stumbled into teh crowd around her and teh pregnant girl, the woman said:

"Hey, are you still feeling pains? I... I think I can help. I'm a doctor. Well, not a doctor doctor, but a... a fertility doctor."


Sun tried to communicate.. she pointed to Claire's stomach ..

" bay-be"

Claire

She was almost lying on the sand fully, trying to relax. The pains were too much, so it kept her from relaxing, like a vicious circle.

Suddenly, she heard a woman's voice and looked over at her. A blonde woman, who had been asking about her husband only minutes before. "I.. I think it's contractions." She told the woman, before shaking her head. "I can't have my baby on some island after a plane crash."

She winced as another one came. Both hands rested on her large belly now as she tried to breath in and out of her mouth calmly.

Juliet Burke

She eyes the two woman, instantly assigning them two nicknames until she could learn their real names. China and Blondie. Not very good name, but good for now... Juliet watched as China simulated a kid.

Sun:

"bay-be"

"Yes, I know, she's pregnant..."

Juliet bent down next to Blondie and put a comforting hand on the woman's shoulder. Blondie was clasping her stomach, pain showing on her face.

Claire

"I.. I think it's contractions." She told the woman, before shaking her head. "I can't have my baby on some island after a plane crash."

"It's okay, it's okay. You just need to relax. Breath in and out... it's false labor, that's all, just false labor, you'll be fine..." Juliet said, comforting her the best she could. "My name is Juliet, by the way. Juliet. Why don't you tell me your name?"

Trying her best to keep the woman's mind off the pain, off everything, just to get her to relax.

Claire

She looked at the woman, Juliet, trying to calm down. If she was a fertility doctor, she would know exactly what she was talking about.

"Claire." She told her, before shutting her eyes to try and keep her breathing normal. Just try to block out all the noise.

My baby's fine.. It has to be. There's nothing to worry about.

She winced slightly again, but the pain seemed to be going away. Juliet was right. Claire opened her eyes again and scanned the beach area. "The baby's not actually coming?" She asked, just to be sure.

Sawyer

She could feel him watching her.. she felt a slight shiver as he walked up behind her and said.

somehow he made it sound dirty.. She turned around and looked him over, and tried to look unimpressed with what she saw.. although it was impressive .

Yep, definately gettin' to her, he thought.

I'd Love to she thought NO! snap out of this Ana.. the last thing you need is him knowing your thinking this way

she looked him in the eye.. and said.

"fine, but don't get any ideas, cowboy "

"If you didn't have the same ideas, you wouldn't be accusin' me o'havin' 'em." He said. "Course I got plenty more where those came from."

She turned around and she started wading into the water.

He watched the swing of her hips as she walked.

Sun:

Sun felt that this new lady, had the situation under control. She slid out from under the girl.. Claire she had said, and set off to find Jin. The anxieties she had felt all came back, she prayed he was ok.


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Ana-Lucia:

"If you didn't have the same ideas, you wouldn't be accusin' me o'havin' 'em." He said. "Course I got plenty more where those came from."

Damn. He knew, she closed her eyes half embarrassed half excited, and swam out into the water. She dunked under to slick down her hair, and called out to him

" you comin' or not? " she barked " we don't have all day"

she sat there treading water waiting for him to come in.

Sawyer

She dunked under to slick down her hair, and called out to him

Damn, girl. He thought. Look at that water beadin' off her skin.

" you comin' or not? "

"You want me to?" He gave her a slight smile.

she barked " we don't have all day"

she sat there treading water waiting for him to come in.

"Oh, you meant get in the water." he said, winking at her. Sawyer dove into the water and came up right in front of her. He shook out his wet hair. Little water droplets spilled onto his shoulder and ran down his chest. He looked so good and he knew it. He liked flustering her. This game was fun, and the pay off would be even better!

Sun:

She didn't see, Jin .. anywhere.. She began to cry as she approached a pile of dead bodies.. Fear overtook her and she just couldn't look. She couLdn't accept that idea right now.. there were still people In the water swimming.. she sat down in the sand and hugged her knees and stared blankly into the sea.

I love you, Jin.

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Ana-Lucia:

he stood on the beach and watchiNg her, and then answered her:

You want me to?" He gave her a slight smile.
Oh, you meant get in the water." he said, winking at her.


He dived in, showing off.. she rolled her eyes, he surfaced right in front of her, he was obviously aware of himself and how she felt.

She hated that he knew how he made her feel.. she hated it.. and liked it.. she pushed the thought out again, this was a mission.. not a flirt fest.

She looked at him for a brief second and turned around and swam towards the plane,
already the others helping were hauling supplies up to shore.

Taking a deep breath she dived under the surface and swam in through a busted window. carefull not to get cut on the broken glass, and motioned for him to follow.
There was a small air pocket right above her, there was just enough height for her head,
she waited on the man.. I need to get his name she thought.

she snatched a plastic bottle floating by.. a half drunk water.. its a start.. she thought.

The man didn't come into the air pocket and she got worried.. diving back under she saw him looking in the overhead storage compartments.. wow, He must be serious about getting stuff. She swam down to where he was.. and helped him pull bags out. after a while she knew he must be short on breath, she certainly was. She pointed up to the air pocket and swam up gasping for air.

Juliet Burke

Claire

"Claire."

She watched as Claire shut her eyes and tried to concentrate, her breath coming in measured breaths. Juliet smiled at her, keeping a reasurring hand on her shoulder, and when she looked back over her shoulder she noticed that China was gone. When she looked back, Claire was opening her eyes.

"The baby's not actually coming?" She asked, just to be sure.

"Yes, Claire, it's not coming. Just sit and relax, and I'll be back in a few minutes to check on you. Call my name if you need help, okay? I'll be in the area."

Smiling and looking up and down the beach. "Not like there's anywhere to go..."

Juliet stood, and walked over to Goodwin, squinting against the harsh sun.

"Crisis averted," she said. "What do you think we should do now?"

A light breeze blew across the beach, and Juliet shivered in her damp clothing. She felt dirty and cold, but she was free of Ben... that's all that mattered.

Sawyer

He swam through the wreckage, making sure to keep an eye on her. He didn't want to be responsible for another death. Duckett was responsibility enough.

The man didn't come into the air pocket and she got worried.. diving back under she saw him looking in the overhead storage compartments.. wow, He must be serious about getting stuff.

Sawyer pulled out everything he could find. His arms were full so he used his legs to kick aroudn and move.

She swam down to where he was.. and helped him pull bags out. after a while she knew he must be short on breath, she certainly was. She pointed up to the air pocket and swam up gasping for air.

He popped up in the air pocket in front of her. "Hey you okay?" He asked. I don't even know your name."

Shannon

All of a sudden he attacked her, and although she technically had attacked first, it still hurt.Boone Carlyle
"Oh, get over yourself Shannon. You can do something. I don't expect you to prance around and try CPR on every body you see. I just want you to try and help.""What do you want me to do then? Tell me what to do! What can I do?"

She was frustrated and wanted most of all to run away and hide somewhere.Boone Carlyle
"Look, I'm going to ho out and help people now... if you don't that's fine, just don't come complaining to me when you get too hot.""Don't leave me here!!!! You hear me! Don't go Boone!!!"

She was furious now. Scared and furious.
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Jack

He ripped his shirt up more and more and made pressure bandages on a number of gashes and bleeding wounds, promising that he'd be coming back to make more lasting solutions for them. These were just temporary solutions. He needed equipment. He went back to the pregnant woman.

"Hey... How are you doing? Are the contractions calming down any?"

Boone Carlyle

Shannon

"What do you want me to do then? Tell me what to do! What can I do? Don't leave me here!!!! You hear me! Don't go Boone!!!"

Boone had already begun to walk away, but he had only gotten a few steps before he had to stop and turn at her. Shannon was being a brat, the queen of the universe like she always was. She just wanted someone to be there for her, to take care of her. And it was pissing Boone off.

"That is exactly right, Shannon. You can do nothing. Abosultely nothing. So why don't you do us all a favor and just stay out of the way while the rest of us try and do something helpful?"

He turned, and walked blindly down the beach, closing his ears off to anything she would try to say to him. Shannon needed to learn to fend for herself, she couldn't expect her brother Boone to save her everytime she needed it. But he still loved her... and she knew that. She knew that he'd be back, eventually, once he cooled down.

And he hated her for knowing him so well.

Blinded by his thoughts, he hardly noticed when he bumped into a black-haired woman. Boone stepped back, startled, as he did it. It was only then he noticed that she wasn't American, but looked Chinese or Japanese or something.

"Oh, sorry about that..." Looking at her. "Are you... okay?"

Libby

John

"John," he replied. He couldn't help smiling at the way the woman was tending to him. She reminded him somewhat of Helen. "Libby? Is that short for Elizabeth?" he asked.

"Yes," She smiled, "but no one call me Elizabeth. It's Libby, or Lib." She replied, still gently cleaning the wound on his head.


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Goodwin



Juliet Burke

"Yeah, she shouldn't be flying... it's odd, huh? We want someone from off the island to do some tests and this woman just falls from the sky, right?"

"Yeah, c'mon."

"Hey, are you still feeling pains? I... I think I can help. I'm a doctor. Well, not a doctor doctor, but a... a fertility doctor."

Goodwin followed Juliet towards the pregnant women. He stood quietly to one side as she did her thing. He looked around and tried to take everything in. A group of people diving for supplies. He had to hold back a laugh at that. A blond woman and a bald man talking, her tending to his wounds. The guy who seemed to be a doctor. Then there was a young guy and blond girl, arguing, perhaps brother and sister.

He turned his attention back to Juliet and the others. "Hey, sweetie, can I do anything?"

John

Libby

"Yes," She smiled, "but no one call me Elizabeth. It's Libby, or Lib." She replied, still gently cleaning the wound on his head.

While he normally preferred to call people by their given name, John would respect the woman's wishes. "Alright, then, Libby it is." He smiled. "How is that wound of mine?" he asked, as she continued to care for him. It didn't feel too bad, but John realized it was not just on his head. Apparently, whatever had caused his injury had also gashed him just below his eye.

Sun:

Thats it! JIn isn't here. im no use if i don't speak english. She sat still soaking this all in .
A young man maybe 22, was shouting at a girl and then he bumped into Sun.


"Oh, sorry about that..." Looking at her. "Are you... okay?" Rubbing her side where his knee had hit.. she smiled up at him.

"Yes, I am ok. Thank-you" she paused.. :"have you seen a tall Korean man?.. its My husband.. I cant find him"


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Ana-Lucia

She couldn't carry any more bags.. catching her breath the man surfaced. His arms even more full

Hey you okay?" He asked. I don't even know your name."

" I'm fine.. just a bit tired.." Here eyes were stinging from the salt water.. "oh, and I'm Ana-Lucia"


" I think we have enough.. here, the others have gotten some too. We should get back to shore.. it's going to be getting dark soon."

John

While he normally preferred to call people by their given name, John would respect the woman's wishes. "Alright, then, Libby it is." He smiled. "How is that wound of mine?" he asked, as she continued to care for him. It didn't feel too bad, but John realized it was not just on his head. Apparently, whatever had caused his injury had also gashed him just below his eye.

"You'll live," She smiled, as she began cleaning the gash below his eye as well. "I just wish I had some bandages or something..."

She looked around the beach at the devestation around them. "I want to help them all, I just wish I knew where to start." She said, despair in her voice.

John

"You'll live," She smiled, as she began cleaning the gash below his eye as well. "I just wish I had some bandages or something..."

She looked around the beach at the devestation around them. "I want to help them all, I just wish I knew where to start." She said, despair in her voice.

John was about to reply to Libby's first remark, when her heard the desperation in her voice. "You've already done a good job of that," he said gently. "Don't try. One person can only do so much." At this point, it looked like the worst ones had been helped or were being helped, anyway.

Juliet Burke

Goodwin

"Hey, sweetie, can I do anything?"

Juliet shook her head, looking down at the pregnant woman from afar, a man now leaning down with her to make sure she was okay.

"No, I think we're done with her."

She looked out across the beach. A lot of people were sitting around, looking shocked, with a few going place to place, trying to help where they could. A lot of dead bodies lay near the shore, either washed there by the tide or pulled by some people. It was sad.

"I think we ought to bury them... soon. People will get sick if they stay out in this sun for too long."

Sighing, she looked out at where the plane had sunk. The ocean didn't seem that deep there. In fact, she could see some of the shiny metal from the beach. An entire plane had gone down there, it may wash out farther eventually, but it was close to shore now.

"Hey, Goodwin, do you think... do you think there's a manifest somewhere on board? If we could just find it..."

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Boone Carlyle

Sun:

"Yes, I am ok. Thank-you" she paused.. :"have you seen a tall Korean man?.. its My husband.. I cant find him"

Boone thought about it for a moment, mind flashing through all the images he had since the flight. A plane full of bodies, the black-haired woman helping the few that were alive out of the sicking plane. No Korean man. Looking out at the beach, looking for Shannon. No Korean man. The bodies in the water, the one he had ran into... No Korean man.

"No, I'm sorry... I didn't see him. I... I can help you look if you'd like."

Feeling some compasion towards her, as he now had a feeling that her husband was dead.

"I am sure he's around here somewhere."

Sawyer

" I'm fine.. just a bit tired.." Here eyes were stinging from the salt water.. "oh, and I'm Ana-Lucia"

"Nice to meet you ma'am." he said softly, shaking out his hair.

" I think we have enough.. here, the others have gotten some too. We should get back to shore.. it's going to be getting dark soon."

"I'd be much obliged if you'd share y'evenin' with me. Me and my stash, that is." He said seductively.

Sun:

The man, looked around.. and seemed to be in thought.

"No, I'm sorry... I didn't see him. I... I can help you look if you'd like."

"I am sure he's around here somewhere."
Even more sad Sun turned her head.. it was all she could do to break down in sobs,

wiping her eyes, looking back at him she said:

" yes, thank-you" with as much of a smile as she could produce, and reached for his hand to stand up.

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Ana-Lucia:

"I'd be much obliged if you'd share y'evenin' with me. Me and my stash, that is." He said seductively.
laughing softly she said:

" well, lets get back to the beach..first." she re-adjusted the bags in her hands " people will be needing supplies.. and water."

the space up here was tight.. but she didn't think his bumping her was purely accidental.

" So, you gunna give your name?" she smiled, and dived under before he could answer, she made it back out the window and up to the waters surface,

It was only an hour or so till nightfall..must hurry she thought

She took a deep breath and began swimming as well as she could, not only was she tired, and flustered by the 'cowboy', these wet bags were like 40lb weights. It was slow going for sure.

She knew it wouldn't be long before he caught up with her, but right now all she wanted was to sit down.. to rest.. to . to.. her eye-lids were getting heavy.. and shore was far away, she was starting to regret leaving the man behind.. stay awake Ana.. stay awake.

Libby

John

John was about to reply to Libby's first remark, when her heard the desperation in her voice. "You've already done a good job of that," he said gently. "Don't try. One person can only do so much." At this point, it looked like the worst ones had been helped or were being helped, anyway.

"I guess. I just feel so helpless." She looked at the sky. It was going to be getting dark soon. "I wonder how long it'l be before the rescue comes? We need to, make a fire or, something, don't we?"


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Goodwin

Juliet Burke

"No, I think we're done with her."

"I think we ought to bury them... soon. People will get sick if they stay out in this sun for too long."

Goodwin took Juliet's hand an walked her a little way away from the group. "Ben said don't get involved, remember? Maybe we should leave that to them. If we start giving orders and taking the lead, they're gonna start looking to us for everything. We don't want to stick out." He said gently. "Leave that to Ethan." He added as a vicious afterthought.


"Hey, Goodwin, do you think... do you think there's a manifest somewhere on board? If we could just find it..."

Goodwin thought for a second, then smiled at her, as he gave her a gentle kiss. "That's a good idea. There were people diving for supplies earlier, I'll go out and make sure they think I'm doing the same, bring a few things back." He looked for Ethan. "I'll go see if Ethan wants to come. Don't worry," He smiled, I'll make out like we're complete strangers."

"Why don't you start building a fire. It's gonna be cold tonight."

He left Juliet and walked over to Ethan. "Hi, I'm Goodwin," He said, extending his hand, and giving Ethan a look that said, work with me.

"I was gonna go see if I could find some more supplies in the water, you coming?"

Goodwin lowered his voice. "I'm looking for the manifest. To make the lists. You coming or not?"

Juliet Burke

Goodwin took her hand and walked her away from where they had been standing. She looked around once they got there, noticing that Claire had been joined by another man, a doctor it seemed, but were gratefully out of earshot. She glanced around, seeing no one within earshot besides a dead man. The surf and the wind would hide their conversation behind her.

The sun was low in the sky behind her, throwing up bright colors all around.

Goodwin

"Ben said don't get involved, remember? Maybe we should leave that to them. If we start giving orders and taking the lead, they're gonna start looking to us for everything. We don't want to stick out."

Juliet thought about that for a moment. It was true, Ben didn't want them to get involved, but he hadn't really known how many people survived this crash. Forty... maybe fifty people walking around. And they could only take a maxium of ten at a time. Juliet, Goodwin, and Ethan were going to be here a while... and it would look odd if they weren't helping out, if they stayed within seclusion.

For once, she though Ethan had the best idea.

"Yeah, but..."

"Leave that to Ethan." He added as a vicious afterthought.

She stared at him for a second, then nodded, and he smiled and gave her a gentle kiss.

"That's a good idea. There were people diving for supplies earlier, I'll go out and make sure they think I'm doing the same, bring a few things back." He looked for Ethan. "I'll go see if Ethan wants to come. Don't worry," He smiled, "I'll make out like we're complete strangers."

"Okay, just... be careful. I don't want my brand new husband to get hurt when he's diving for supplied."

Smiling at him, glad for their married facade, even if they weren't exactly seeing eye-to-eye now. Didn't all couples have their disagreements? Juliet was just glad she could keep hers to herself.

"Why don't you start building a fire. It's gonna be cold tonight."

"I can do that." she said. "Good luck." Walking forward and briefly kissing him, pulling away and then watching him leave her to go find Ethan.

She watched him walk until he got to him. Then she turned her attention to building a fire. A big fire, one that everyone could use... Juliet felt around in her pockets for some matches, but came up empty. Even if she had matches, they would be soaked by now. She looked around, wondering if anyone did have matches, or even dry ones... The only way to find out was to ask.

She saw China and some other man up the beach a little, and she walked up to them.

"Excuse me, but... do you possibly have any matches? Any dry ones?"

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Boone Carlyle and Juliet Burke

Sun:

"Yes, thank-you" with as much of a smile as she could produce, and reached for his hand to stand up.

Boone smiled, and reached his hand up to pull her up. The woman weas light, and he managed it easily.

"So... what's your name? I'm Boone, by the way."

He began to walk, eyes scanning for a 'tall Korean man' and seeing a blond haired woman walking up to them. She stopped a few feet away.

"Excuse me, but... do you possibly have any matches?" she asked. "Any dry ones?"

Boone didn't usually carry matches on his person, but he felt around for some. He was a little surprised when he produced a small matchbox, but wasn't too suprised when he opened it and noticed that all the matches were wet... and useless.

"No, sorry, I don't. Someone might have some somewhere... why don't you ask around?"

The woman nodded. "Okay, thank you anyway." She began to walk away. "I'm Juliet, by the way."

"Oh, Boone, nice to meet you..."

She smiled, and then was off. Boone felt a chill go down his spine. She was nice, but somehow, he felt an odd chill towards her. But that could just be the temperature. The sun was slowly going down and a light chill was rapidly replacing the heat of the afternoon.

"Where did you wake up after the crash?" he asked the Korean woman. "If your husband was sitting beside you, you would've woken up around the same place, wouldn't you?"

Unless he was in the plane and I missed him... or he was washed somewhere else... anything's possible.

Sawyer

" well, lets get back to the beach..first." she re-adjusted the bags in her hands " people will be needing supplies.. and water."

"As you wish." He said softly.

" So, you gunna give your name?" she smiled, and dived under before he could answer, she made it back out the window and up to the waters surface,

"It's Saw..." and she was gone. "Well alrighty then." He said sinking back down under the water and pulling bags around his shoulders. He watched her swimming ahead of him. She was slowing down and having a hard time with the weight of the bags.

He got to her and pushed her with his free arm so that she could make it to shore. Damn, girl, don't you pass out on me, he thought. He kept pushing her, hoping they'd reach the shallows pretty quickly.

SUN:

The Man helped her up, he seemed very friendly

"So... what's your name? I'm Boone, by the way."

dusting the sand off herself, she looked at him and said, "Sun"

A blond woman approached and asked about matches, she seemed odd to Sun, but everything seemed a bit odd to Sun right now.

They woman left after exchanging names with Boone. Juliet she marked it in her memory.

"Where did you wake up after the crash?" he asked the Korean woman. "If your husband was sitting beside you, you would've woken up around the same place, wouldn't you?"


"I was in the water.. in the plane.. when i came too i had hit my head,{" she removed the cloth to show her gash, "I only saw people swimming out.. and you and another lady pulling people out. I didn't see Jin, my husband."

She felt hot tears on her face, and was embarrassed by them. She quickly tried to wipe them away.

"thank-you" she said to Boone holding his hand. " thank-you for helping me"

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Ana-Lucia

The shore seemed miles away in her condition, she had worked to hard, done to much, and now she could barely swim.

She felt something on her back, Him, boy am I glad to see him. He was pushing her along, with the bags in his other hand. They were almost to shore.. she paddled as hard as she could, and finally reached the beach. She flopped over on her back, on the edge of the sand.. breathing heavily.

" thanks, ......" she still didn't know his name.


"we, need to get the medical supplies out and to the doctor.. Jack.. is his name.. there may be another doctor too."

She sat up moving from the tide that washed in on her,

"Lets go look at what everyone else salvaged."

Turning to face him, she smiled, " then we can have a look at your stash"

John

Libby

"I guess. I just feel so helpless." She looked at the sky. It was going to be getting dark soon. "I wonder how long it'l be before the rescue comes? We need to, make a fire or, something, don't we?"


"Probably not a bad idea," John replied. There was no telling what sort of animals might become adventurous once it was dark and a fire would help to keep them at bay. "Should be able to find plenty of wood in the jungle." He gestured toward the treeline.

Claire

She watched as Juliet left, then the doctor, Jack, came back. She nodded. "They're getting better." She told him, "Juliet," she pointed to her, "she helped me. She said she's a fertility doctor."

She looked around, looking at Jack. "Are you a doctor? A real one?"

Sawyer

" thanks, ......" she still didn't know his name.

"we, need to get the medical supplies out and to the doctor.. Jack.. is his name.. there may be another doctor too."

"Damn girl, you ain't gotta go all Rambina on me. You damn near drowned back there, you gotta take it a little easy." he warned.

She sat up moving from the tide that washed in on her,

"Lets go look at what everyone else salvaged."

Turning to face him, she smiled, " then we can have a look at your stash"

He just sat there in the sand watching her. "Sawyer." he said. "My name is Sawyer, Ana Lucia. Now, you wanna take a second and slow down a bit?"

Boone Carlyle

SUN:

"I was in the water.. in the plane.. when I came too I had hit my head," she removed the cloth to show her gash, "I only saw people swimming out.. and you and another lady pulling people out. I didn't see Jin, my husband."

Boone looked at the gash on Sun's forward, sucking in a bit of air as she exposed it. The wound wasn't that bad, but seeing the red against her dark hair just seemed... wrong somehow. It was then he noticed that she was crying. Not from her wound, it seemed, but from the loss of her husband. She tried to hide the tears, to wipe them away.

"Hey, it's okay... you can cry if you want. This situation, well, we all need to cry I guess..."

"thank-you" she said to Boone holding his hand. " thank-you for helping me"

It was then he noticed that they were holding hands. It wasn't anything big, just two people looking for a sort of support, but he couldn't help but feel that he was betraying Shannon by doing this.

"Hey, thank me when we find your husband."

They had walked almost the entire length of the beach now, at least the area where the people were. He looked ahead, and did not see a Korean man. His heart wrenched for the woman Boone stopped before they got to the edge of the beach, where a rocky outcrop stopped them.

"Maybe we should check down by the water, Sun..."

He couldn't help but feel that this man, Jin, was one of the bodies that had floated ashore.

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Juliet Burke

She had walked up to a few people, asking them if they had any matches. A few people did, but when they produced them, Juliet couldn't help but notice that they were all wet. Useless. A lot of people tossed them into the sand as soon as they found out they couldn't be used, but a few did keep them. Maybe it was to hold on to some sense of normalness.

They still expected rescue to come. Only three people knew that it wasn't going to arrive. Juliet felt bad for them.

She was walking down by the ocean when she heard a bit of a conversation.

John

"Probably not a bad idea," John replied. There was no telling what sort of animals might become adventurous once it was dark and a fire would help to keep them at bay. "Should be able to find plenty of wood in the jungle." He gestured toward the treeline.

"Oh! Excuse me, you wouldn't by chance to be trying to start a fire? I've been searching for some dry matches for a while now... I don't think any exist. I mean, it looks like it's going to get cold tonight. I could help you two if you need it..."

Smiling at them, knowing Goodwin would be angry if he found out she was offering to help some of the survivors. Well, maybe not angry, just a little mad.

"I'm Juliet, by the way..."

Smiling and sticking out her hand, using her other hand to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear.

Ana-Lucia:


She had to be strong.. if she wasn't.. no one else would be... or at least thats what she told herself.

Damn girl, you ain't gotta go all Rambina on me. You damn near drowned back there, you gotta take it a little easy." he warned.

She stood up, with a stubborn look.

He just sat there in the sand watching her. "Sawyer." he said. "My name is Sawyer, Ana Lucia. Now, you wanna take a second and slow down a bit?"

"we don't have time to rest, we need a fire before dark, so when rescue comes they will find us, we need medical supplies, people are injured.. we need..." she stopped and looked away.. this seemed hopeless.

she looked back at him

" I can't let anymore of them die, Sawyer.... I can't " she sat down dragging her finger in the sand. " rescue has to be on its way, but until then we have to do what we can, and for me thats not resting."

She had to admit sitting here, not running around or hauling people, or swimming, felt really good. Maybe she was wrong.. maybe she could rest.. maybe.

She just sat there next to Sawyer in silence for a little while. She hadn't let the whole reality of what happened sink in yet, and it was starting to.

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Sun:

Boone was very kind, she was embarrassed by her tears, but he reassured her:

"Hey, it's okay... you can cry if you want. This situation, well, we all need to cry I guess..."

She noticed he looked uncomfortable by her holding his hand, she let his hand go and wiped her face.

They walked along the beach looking for Jin.. no sign of him, Sun's heart continued to sink.

"Maybe we should check down by the water, Sun..."

Sun followed his gaze.. she knew inside Jin was dead.. what else could it be?

" okay" she said and followed Boone to the shore.

Sawyer

"we don't have time to rest, we need a fire before dark, so when rescue comes they will find us, we need medical supplies, people are injured.. we need..." she stopped and looked away.. this seemed hopeless.

He was touched by how much she wanted to help.

she looked back at him

" I can't let anymore of them die, Sawyer.... I can't " she sat down dragging her finger in the sand. " rescue has to be on its way, but until then we have to do what we can, and for me thats not resting."

"For cryin' out loud girl, you're not Wonder Woman. You're doin' the best you can." Sh*t how did I get into this, he thought. Sawyer touched her shoulder. She felt warm and the curve of her arm was making him have to catch his breath. "I'll help ya, okay. I'll help ya, we'll grab the meds or whatever and I'll help you give stuff to the doc. Okay?

Ana-Lucia

Sawyer put his hand on her shoulder she felt chills run down her spine at his touch, she felt guilty for being so judgmental of him, he had helped her in the water, and now he was trying to comfort her.

For cryin' out loud girl, you're not Wonder Woman. You're doin' the best you can." Sh*t how did I get into this, he thought. Sawyer touched her shoulder. She felt warm and the curve of her arm was making him have to catch his breath. "I'll help ya, okay. I'll help ya, we'll grab the meds or whatever and I'll help you give stuff to the doc. Okay?

Ana let a small laugh, at his phrasing, she realised what she was trying to do was crazy, and no human could do this much. it was ok for her to cry, to rest, to be weak.

She smiled at him, "Thank-You Sawyer.." rubbing her bare arms, it was getting cold, and her being wet didn't help. great thinking wearing a tank top. She opened one of the bags she had brought up, and rummaged through it, She spotted a leather jacket about her size. That should work she pulled it out, and put it on.

Turning back to Sawyer she said

"A deals a deal, go pick what you want. I am going to find the doctor to see what he needs.. I'll be back."

with that she turned and set off to find the man she met in the airport.. Jack.

Sawyer

She smiled at him, "Thank-You Sawyer.."

"You're welcome." he said softly.

rubbing her bare arms, it was getting cold, and her being wet didn't help. great thinking wearing a tank top. She opened one of the bags she had brought up, and rummaged through it, She spotted a leather jacket about her size. That should work she pulled it out, and put it on.

"Now see I was just about to give you my shirt." he said teasing.

Turning back to Sawyer she said

"A deals a deal, go pick what you want. I am going to find the doctor to see what he needs.. I'll be back."

with that she turned and set off to find the man she met in the airport.. Jack.

He didn't go through anything other that to find medications for the doctor. Why the hell'm I doin' this. She's just a woman, he thought. She may have been just a woman but she was paying alot of attention to him.

Shannon

He LEFT. He just walked away. Shannon let out a little scream of annoyance and marched off as fiercely as possible in high heels on sand towards a shady spot. Sitting down there she glared out on the world and wrapped her own arms around herself as shield against the cold she felt.

Frustrated she yelled some curses and rested her head in her hands.
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JackClaire
"They're getting better." She told him, "Juliet," she pointed to her, "she helped me. She said she's a fertility doctor."He smiled widely and looked in the direction she pointed.

"That's great! Excellent! Just keep taking it easy... Babies usually knows when it's time to stay in there a little longer, and this is one of those times."Claire
"Are you a doctor? A real one?""I'm a surgeon."

He smiled at her.

"But don't worry.. I know a thing or two about babies coming out too."

A little wink of his eyes and he met hers.

"Don't worry... between me and her," he pointed at the fertility doctor. "...you and your baby are safe. Just you keep resting now, ok?"

He stood back up and looked across the beach. No rescue yet to spot out at sea. He saw Ana out on the beach and went towards her.

"Ana? Ana! Did you find anything?"

Ana-Lucia:

Walking away.. she kept thinking about him.. her thought were interrupted when she saw Jack running towards her.


"Ana? Ana! Did you find anything?"

"we got several bags, they're over there with Sawyer.. That man " she pointed to him " what all do you need.. I don't know what we have but is there anything you need thats pressing?"

" C'mon.. lets go look together..and you can see what we have "

Ana turned around and walked back towards Sawyer.

JackAna-Lucia:
"we got several bags, they're over there with Sawyer.. That man " she pointed to him " what all do you need.. I don't know what we have but is there anything you need thats pressing?"
" C'mon.. lets go look together..and you can see what we have "He followed her and smiled.

"Good job! Let's hope we'll get lucky... We have to look for any type of medication, and things that can be used for bandages... clothes that can be torn.. that type of things. At least that will hold us over until rescue is here..."

They walked up on the suitcases, Jack put on a bright smile and held out his hand to the man.

"Hi...Sawyer, is it? I'm Jack Shephard..."

Sawyer

Ana turned around and walked back towards Sawyer.

She was coming back and he liked it. He liked watching her curvy little body moving. And he was waiting for the day, she'd move it against him.

Then Sawyer noticed the man coming with her. He looked like some kind of professional guy, still wearing his Armani suit. Yep, definately an Armani suit. Sawyer immediately stiffened.

Who's this wiggler? He thought.

Ana-Lucia:

Holding back a slight laugh at Sawyer's comment about Jack.. he likes nicknames. she found it amusing.

"like he said.. he is Jack, He is a doctor.. he's come to look through the medical supplies."


anticipating an interesting conversation between the two men, that she really didn't want to miss,

Ana sat down near Sawyer, and rummaged through a bag, It was getting darker..she looked for a flashlight.. maybe some freak traveled with a water proof light.. she thought.

She spotted some chapstick and snatched it and slipped it her pocket.. no way Sawyer would want that. continuing to rummage, she listened in to the conversation.

They walked up on the suitcases, Jack put on a bright smile and held out his hand to the man.

"Hi...Sawyer, is it? I'm Jack Shephard..."

"Uh huh," Sawyer said supiciously. "Don't guess you got a hospital ID, d'ya?" Sawyer said.

"like he said.. he is Jack, He is a doctor.. he's come to look through the medical supplies."

"I pretty much staked a claim on the stuff I got control over, Doc." Sawyer nodded. "You welcome to help y'self. I'll letcha know if you jump my claim."

Ana sat down near Sawyer, and rummaged through a bag, It was getting darker..she looked for a flashlight.. maybe some freak traveled with a water proof light.. she thought.

She spotted some chapstick and snatched it and slipped it her pocket.. no way Sawyer would want that. continuing to rummage, she listened in to the conversation.

Sawyer felt her next to him, and like it alot. "Anything you want?" he whispered.

Jack"Uh huh," Sawyer said supiciously. "Don't guess you got a hospital ID, d'ya?"He raised an eyebrow and pulled his hand back.

"As a matter of fact I do..."

He made no motion what so ever to reach for it in the wallet in his pocket, but met the stare with one of his own.
"I pretty much staked a claim on the stuff I got control over, Doc. You welcome to help y'self. I'll letcha know if you jump my claim.""I'm not interested in your personal belongings mr. Sawyer. I've already told you what I need. Now will you help me look for it?"

He crouched down and grabbed the nearest bag, opening it and looking through it.

Sawyer

He raised an eyebrow and pulled his hand back.

"As a matter of fact I do..."

Sawyer rolled his eyes. Good Lord, you moron, I was just kiddin', he thought.

"I'm not interested in your personal belongings mr. Sawyer.

"It's just Sawyer, not mister, just Sawyer." He said.

I've already told you what I need. Now will you help me look for it?"

He crouched down and grabbed the nearest bag, opening it and looking through it.

"Well seein' as I ain't no kinda doctor and I ain't real versed in what to look for, I think I'll just let you do it." Sawyer let Jack look through the bags. He looked over at Ana and winked.

Ana-Lucia:


I was deffinantly getting colder, and Ana was glad to have made at least one friend so far.

She laughed softly at Sawyer's responses to Jack.

and when he leaned over and whispered

"Anything you want?" she knew he cared, about her at least some. That was a feeling she hadn't felt in awhile.
she smiled and thought about it.. there a few things she would like.. but she would wait till Jack left.

She looked around a bald man and a blond woman seemed to be discussing something.. about a fire maybe.

Two men were diving in the water.. she figured they were trying to salvage more.. but it seemed odd to her they waited till it was almost dark, and getting cold.

Rummaging through a bag she spotted a travel pillow.. Sawyer was distracted by Jack... she took the pillow and walked over to the pregnant girl.

"hi, I'm Ana-Lucia.." she crouched down by the girl " how ya feeling?"

she kept the pillow behind her back, then said.. " I have something for you.. its not much.. but..." She held out the tiny pillow to the girl " I figured you needed it more than anyone, and I'm sure we'll find more."

Ethan

Goodwin
He left Juliet and walked over to Ethan. "Hi, I'm Goodwin," He said, extending his hand, and giving Ethan a look that said, work with me.

"I was gonna go see if I could find some more supplies in the water, you coming?"

Goodwin lowered his voice. "I'm looking for the manifest. To make the lists. You coming or not?"

Ethan looked at him for a moment, then nodded. "Yeah. I'll come." He shook Goodwin's hand as if it were the first time they'd ever met, pasting a shaky smile on. "Sorry, I'm...kinda flustered." He nodded at Sawyer. "And that jerk was just sittin' there like this was any old beach..."

It wasn't much of an explanation, but it'd have to do. For now. He followed Goodwin towards the water, voice low. "We should make sure these folks don't get ahold of the manifests themselves, in case they start taking names..."

Boone Carlyle

After a time, she let go of his hand. Boone was glad that she did, because although he wanted to be there to comfort this woman, the hand-holding was just a little too much. He hoped that she didn't sense his discomfort, but he was still grateful.

Sun:

"okay" she said and followed Boone to the shore.

She was speaking less now. Was she finally realizing that her husband was dead? Boone only kept his face still and walked with her to the beach. There, about sixteen bodies lay in the sand. Some faced up, others down. They moved slightly as the waves washed ashore. An odd little dance after their death.

It was... scary.

A few bodies lay in a pile, while some had their own space. Three people talked not far away, a bald man and two blond women. But after one glance, Boone knew all he needed to know. There was no Korean man in that pile.

"I'm so sorry Sun. I... I was on the plane helping people out when it went down. If he isn't on the beach, and he isn't here... he must be out there..."

Boone frowned, finding himself on the verge of tears.

"I think your husband is dead."

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Ben Linus

He sat in his house, the largest house of them all, the table set and diner cooking. Ben checked the time. Alex wasn't late, yet, but he was going to begin to get angry if she didn't get home soon. He was hoping for a relaxing evening, with no bothers, none at all. Of course, that wasn't going to happen. Everyone had a crisis or two whenever he was trying to relax.

And then with that crash...

Ben sighed. He got Mikhail to gather all the information he could on the plane. It was Oceanic Flight 815 going from Sydney to Los Angeles (why it crashed on his island, he had no idea). Mikhail had already gathered a partial list of people, and it was a big list. He only needed Juliet, Ethan, and Goodwin to fill in the rest.

And then they would take them.

"Hello?"

A noise, from the walkie talkie near the windowsill. Ben looked at it, wondering who would interupt his evening, and then went to it.

"Hello? This is Ben."

"Hi Ben, it's Tracy."

Tracy, one of the teams he had out watching the beach camp.

"Hi Tracy, do you have numbers yet?"

"In fact I do... and... well, I doubt you will like them."

"Why? What's wrong?"

"There's over 50 survivors here Ben. We were counting all day and that is the best number we have. FIFTY, Ben, FIFTY. How the hell are we going to manage these people? Some of them are big... strong. I have no idea how to deal with this."

Ben's good night was suddenly ruined.

"Okay, this is what I want you guys to do: Tonight, I want you to get all the strong ones. I don't care if they are good or not. Just take the ones that will cause us the most problems. Okay? We need them out of the way before we can take all the good ones, the ones that will understand."

"Okay, okay, got it." she said.

The timer went off in the kitchen. "Tracy, I have to go now, my diner's done..."

"Okay Ben, c'ya. OH! WAIT!"

"What is it Tracy?"

"Tom wanted me to to tell you, we got one of them already. He washed up the shore some, a long ways away from the others. We ran across him today, unconsious. We didn't want to just leave him there so we took him."

"Took who?"

"I don't know, some Asian guy..."

Sawyer

He noticed out of the corner of his eye that she'd left. Then he saw her over by the pregnant girl.

"hi, I'm Ana-Lucia.." she crouched down by the girl " how ya feeling?"

she kept the pillow behind her back, then said.. " I have something for you.. its not much.. but..." She held out the tiny pillow to the girl " I figured you needed it more than anyone, and I'm sure we'll find more."

Sawyer could barely make out what they were saying but he realized that Ana was giving her a pillow. He smiled to himself. That was a nice thing for her to do. She needed a pillow. As gruff as he tried to be, he knew that he could never be hateful to her. She just seemed to nice and too innocent.

He sat there waiting for Ana to come back. Maybe they could share a conversation tonight, which of course could lead to something else.

Goodwin

Ethan

Ethan looked at him for a moment, then nodded. "Yeah. I'll come." He shook Goodwin's hand as if it were the first time they'd ever met, pasting a shaky smile on. "Sorry, I'm...kinda flustered." He nodded at Sawyer. "And that jerk was just sittin' there like this was any old beach..."

It wasn't much of an explanation, but it'd have to do. For now. He followed Goodwin towards the water, voice low. "We should make sure these folks don't get ahold of the manifests themselves, in case they start taking names..."

"Just be careful getting too involved, you heard what Ben said."

"Damn, I never thought of that. We'd better find it." He pulled off his shirt and started making his way into the water. He swam out to where the wing of the plane was still partly out of the water, and treaded water while he spoke to Ethan.

"You ready?"
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Libby

John

"Probably not a bad idea," John replied. There was no telling what sort of animals might become adventurous once it was dark and a fire would help to keep them at bay. "Should be able to find plenty of wood in the jungle." He gestured toward the treeline.

"I guess..." Libby looked towards the jungle. It looked really dark, and they didn't know if there were animals or something in there...

She looked up as a blonde woman came over and spoke to them.



Juliet Burke

"Oh! Excuse me, you wouldn't by chance to be trying to start a fire? I've been searching for some dry matches for a while now... I don't think any exist. I mean, it looks like it's going to get cold tonight. I could help you two if you need it..."

Smiling at them, knowing Goodwin would be angry if he found out she was offering to help some of the survivors. Well, maybe not angry, just a little mad.

"I'm Juliet, by the way..."

Smiling and sticking out her hand, using her other hand to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear.

Libby smiled at the woman, and took her hand. "I'm Libby." She looked at Juliet. She had a strange sense about her, that they couldn't quite trust her. She pushed that feeling aside, putting it down the aftershock of the crash.

"We were talking about going into the jungle to get wood..." Libby said, "But if there are no dry matches...."

John


Libby

"I guess..." Libby looked towards the jungle. It looked really dark, and they didn't know if there were animals or something in there...




Juliet

"Oh! Excuse me, you wouldn't by chance to be trying to start a fire? I've been searching for some dry matches for a while now... I don't think any exist. I mean, it looks like it's going to get cold tonight. I could help you two if you need it..."


Libby
She looked up as a blonde woman came over and spoke to them.


John glanced toward the voice and also saw another woman approaching. "As a matter of fact we are," he replied. He wasn't surprised they had not located any dry matches. If he could find his belongings, he had some matches sealed in a plastic bag. However, the chances of doing so...The man frowned.


"I'm Juliet, by the way..."

Smiling and sticking out her hand, using her other hand to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear.

Libby smiled at the woman, and took her hand. "I'm Libby." She looked at Juliet. She had a strange sense about her, that they couldn't quite trust her. She pushed that feeling aside, putting it down the aftershock of the crash.

"John," the man said, introducing himself after Libby. He sensed the unease Libby seemed to be feeling. Was there some reason she didn't trust Juliet? Eyeing the newcomer, he decided he would keep watch on her.

"We were talking about going into the jungle to get wood..." Libby said, "But if there are no dry matches...."

"Let's gather the wood. We'll worry about starting the fire when it gets to that," John said, giving Libby a reasurring smile. Perhaps he would be able to locate some of his belongings.

Claire

Everyone left her now, except for a man trying to explain his last name to her. The Latina woman had given her a pillow, which Claire was now clutching as the man spoke to her.

"A lot of people, they say 'Arznt', but it's 'Arzt'." He told her. She watched him for a moment, before lightly touching his arm.

"I feel a lot better, thanks." She said, smiling. He nodded, looking happy about himself.

"Glad to help." He told her, before leaving. She nodded a bit, before pushing herself up. People were still panicking, but Claire only wanted to find her luggage. She looked for any kind of bag, but there was nothing.

The plane was gone now, probably all of her luggage with it. She sighed, before looking around for anything else.

Goodwin



"Just be careful getting too involved, you heard what Ben said."

"Damn, I never thought of that. We'd better find it." He pulled off his shirt and started making his way into the water. He swam out to where the wing of the plane was still partly out of the water, and treaded water while he spoke to Ethan.

"You ready?"


Ethan had followed Goodwin into the water, tossing his shirt back onto the shore. Now he was treading water. He ducked his head under before surfacing, shaking his hair out of his eyes.

"More than ready." He looked around himself, slightly nervous at this idea. "I hope the shark isn't around..."

Claire

Looking out towards the water, she said Juliet's husband, with someone else. What were they going for? She watched them still, walking a bit towards the water. Maybe they were trying to get some luggage.

A hand on her pregnant belly, Claire continued to watch. She would have helped the people around her, but after having that false labor, she figured that being as calm as possible would be a better path for her right now.

Hurley

Walking a little shyly up to the pregnant girl...He had drifted away to look for one thing and one thing only.

Now..he reapproached her and softly said.

" Um...Hi...My name's Hurley...Just don't ask why....I found a bunch of airline food..."

Holding out the tin tray to her, thinking twice and handing her two.

" Take an extra for the baby...So...how's it hangin'? " Nodding with a look of utter irony.

" Nice day...despite..you know...almost dying in a flaming ball of death."


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Kate


It was inappropiate timing she knew this...but her stomach was grumbling.

Realizing that she had not eaten since the previous night in the Hotel room where he had under lock and key....She wandered a bit into the jungle.

Looking around the floor for fallen fruit.

Suddenly getting hit on the head with a mango.

" DAMN IT!"

Looking up and seeing Barbie holding her head in her hands.

" What are you some kind of a nut?"

Sun:


The piles of bodies washing in and out on the tide, made Sun's stomach turn.. she barely was able to keep from throwing up. She didn't see Jin either.. '

Boone looked upset, and just as affected by the bodies
"I'm so sorry Sun. I... I was on the plane helping people out when it went down. If he isn't on the beach, and he isn't here... he must be out there..."

Boone frowned, finding himself on the verge of tears.

"I think your husband is dead."

Sun began to cry again, not trying to hide it this time, she sat down in the sand and smothered he face in her knees.. she couldn't believe this, that Jin was dead.. that the plane crashed, she sat there crying.. unaware of anything but her grief, shock, and fear.

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JackSawyer
"It's just Sawyer, not mister, just Sawyer."
"Well seein' as I ain't no kinda doctor and I ain't real versed in what to look for, I think I'll just let you do it.""Fine, Sawyer..."

Geeze.. Did I wander into a Mark Twain novel?

"Obviously the term medication is unknown to you and you're unable to find pills, so I'll just go ahead and do it myself!"

He searched through bag upon bag, finding what turned out to be a nice little pile of non subscription medication and a small pile of clothing that he saw fit for bandages. Then he took all of it, placed it in a little bag with a small sewing kit and a bottle of tax free vodka that miraculously enough Sawyer had missed and walked off towards the little kid and his dad.

"Hey.. How are you doing? I've found some stuff here, so I can look at your wounds again..."
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Shannon
Kate
" DAMN IT!"
" What are you some kind of a nut?"She lifted her head a little, seeing a young woman below here, apparently searching for something on the ground.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Claire

She was watching the men in the water, when a larger man walked up to her. He handed her food and she almost died from excitement. She hadn't realized how hungry she was until that moment.

"Oh, thank you." She said, taking him happily. "I'm fine. The baby's stopped.. giving me contractions." She smirked a bit. "I'm Claire, by the way."

Walt

Walt had been applying pressure to Michael's forehead wound for perhaps a half hour when the doctor returned.

Jack"
"Hey.. How are you doing? I've found some stuff here, so I can look at your wounds again..."


"Hi Doctor Jack. I think we're doing okay. Dad's been breathing steady, and it looks like the bleeding has stopped."

Walt pulled his hand away so Jack could look at Michael's forehead. Walt undid the bandages around his arm and leg so Jack could look at those as well. The bandages, Michael's former shirt, were well soaked with blood, but

"Looks like my bleeding has stopped too."

Am I going to need more bandages, or should we save them for people who need them more?

"You were right when you said we were lucky. We may have lost everything, but we're alive and not too badly hurt."

"Oh, and we've also got to be near the equator, so it'll always be warm here."

Michael

Michael had been laying still, which was the best he could do under the circumstances. He could only speak slowly, but had to talk:

"Isn't Walt a great kid? Make sure he's okay, will ya Doc?"

Hurley

Smiling back.

" Hey...Nice to meet you Claire. So...How far along are you? I heard them say eight months but that's not possible right? Cause they wouldnt let you on a plane after six unless they wanted a major lawsuit on their hands....which they might very well get as soon as your Lawyer comes swimming to save us all."

Smiling.

" Sucks to be us."

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Kate

Folding her arms across her white shirt, nostrils flaring, looking up.

" You bean me with a mango and then just want me to ignore it? What the hell are you doing up there anyway in your miniskirt, giving the tree frogs a free viewing? Get over yourself!"

Claire

She smirked but nodded. "No, it's true." She told him, sitting and beginning to open the food. "I'm just about eight months. Almost nine, actually. Which is why I'm hoping to get off this island sometime soon."

She dipped into the food quickly, shutting her eyes in delight. "My doctor said it was fine.. So, I got on the plane."

Hurley

Raising both eyebrows at this revelation.

" Huh."
" You know. Doctors aren't always right. Sometimes they tell you stuff and they mean it and other time they tell you stuff just to shut us up. Know what I mean? Like I used to know this guy n stuff? He was always saying these numbers ,right? No one was really listening...cept we sorta were...but the Doctors...Well they just wanted to shut him up. So they gave him a Connect Four game n'like pretty much told him, without really telling him, to shutup."

Sighing and looking out over the ocean.

" I hate when that happens. Don't you? People telling you what to do with your future?"

Claire

She lost him a bit but smiled still.

" I hate when that happens. Don't you? People telling you what to do with your future?"

She thought of the psychic.. Richard Malkin. He told her to get on the plane, she'd make it to L.A. Yeah, so much for that. She nodded.

"Yeah, I know what you mean." She told him. "Well, if the doctor was right or wrong, I feel fine.. " Hopefully my baby's fine. "And that's what matters, I guess."

JackWalt
"Hi Doctor Jack. I think we're doing okay. Dad's been breathing steady, and it looks like the bleeding has stopped."He smiled.

"That's good..."

Looking at Michael's wound he determined that it would be ok without stitches since it was in a spot where he wasn't likely to pull the edges of the wound apart. It wasn't really that deep either. All he would need to do was to clean the wound and put a tight bandage over it.

"It looks good.. you need to take it easy though.. you seem to have a light concussion..."

He looked over at Walt who was unwrapping his own bandages.Walt
"Looks like my bleeding has stopped too."
"You were right when you said we were lucky. We may have lost everything, but we're alive and not too badly hurt."He crawled over, examining the gashes.

"Ok... I'm going to have to do a few stitches here, ok? it's only to keep you from ripping it open again every time you move... Not many stitches though, I promise... I'm just going to help your dad first... Make sure no sand comes in there now, you hear?"Walt
"Oh, and we've also got to be near the equator, so it'll always be warm here."Michael
"Isn't Walt a great kid? Make sure he's okay, will ya Doc?""He's a smart one.. I'll deal with him in a minute..."

He poured some alcohol on a piece of clothing and turned Michael's head in a direction that would make it easier for him to see what he was doing.

"This is going to sting a little..."

He poured some alcohol directly on the wound before he pressed the alcohol stained cloth against it and sealed fast by tying a bandage around his head made from a torn up sweater.

"There... Your turn, Walt..."

He grabbed the sewing kit, the bandages and the vodka and came over to him.
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Shannon
Kate
" You bean me with a mango and then just want me to ignore it? What the hell are you doing up there anyway in your miniskirt, giving the tree frogs a free viewing? Get over yourself!""Mango? What? I haven't even touched any stinking mangoes!"

She blushed without wanting to and cursed herself silently for it.

"I don't care about any tree frogs. Rude girls however..."

She glared at her and jumped down.

Kate

Smiling at her and her 'glare'.

" Rude girls what ...? Are your type of college experiment?" Smirking at her attempt to look tough.

" Tell you what Hon. Go show the look to someone that might buy it."

ShannonKate
" Rude girls what ...? Are your type of college experiment?"
" Tell you what Hon. Go show the look to someone that might buy it."What the hell is her problem??

"Oh shut up... What are you? Like two years older than me? Now I'll tell YOU what... Why don't you and the tree frogs go and discuss exactly what it is that you saw... I'm sure you'd all appreciate it!"

She crossed her arms, tossed her hair back and smirked.

Kate


"Oh shut up... What are you? Like two years older than me? Now I'll tell YOU what... Why don't you and the tree frogs go and discuss exactly what it is that you saw... I'm sure you'd all appreciate it!"




Raising her eyebrows up to her dark hairline, taking a single, solo, step backwards.

Locking eyes with her. Cupping her hand over her mouth and shouting upwards.

" Whatcha think guys? What's that you say? Oh...I've seen better too."

Nods definatively, and starting to walk away.

Smiling as she did so.

Michaal

Michael had to lie there and await the diagnosis.

JackHe smiled.
"It looks good.. you need to take it easy though.. you seem to have a light concussion..."


Wonderful.

Jack
"This is going to sting a little..."


"Just get on with it. Can't be worse than what's happened so far."

MIchael groaned as alcohol was poured onto his wound. After several seconds it stung less, and a clean bandage, from yet another piece of clothing, was tied firmly around his head.

"Thanks Doc. I just hate feeling so useless."

Walt

Jack
"Ok... I'm going to have to do a few stitches here, ok?


"Cool!"

Jack
"It's only to keep you from ripping it open again every time you move... Not many stitches though, I promise... I'm just going to help your dad first... Make sure no sand comes in there now, you hear?"


"Okay, I'll try to sleep in a clean blanket or something. Do we have dry ones?"

Jack finished with Michael's head wound, which apparently was worse than the smaller cuts on his arms and legs.

Jack
"There... Your turn, Walt..."


Walt was excited, but got nervous when he saw the sewing kit with its needle.

"I bet this is going to hurt."

Walt braced himself.

ShannonKate
" Whatcha think guys? What's that you say? Oh...I've seen better too."
She blushed to a deep red and stomped after her.

"You've seen better, huh? Your own little hoochie as you play with it yourself because nobody else will?? Is that it? Poor, pitiful you..."

THIS.WOMAN.IS.SO.ANNOYING!!!!!!

Kate

What.In.The.Hell?

Spinning around to face her again, face more serious this time.

" While I am flattered that you feel the obvious need to think about mine, for clear lack of things to do other than flash a parrot in a tree, while people are dying on the beach. Rest assured, that is all you will be doing."

Flashing her a smile again.

" You seem a bit...FLUSTERED for some odd reason. Hmm...I wonder what that might be."

Walking away again.

ShannonKate
" While I am flattered that you feel the obvious need to think about mine, for clear lack of things to do other than flash a parrot in a tree. While people are dying on the beach. Rest assured, that is all you will be doing."She stopped dead and smacked her mouth shut in shock. A tear made it's way out to the corner of her eye and she fought the need to wipe it away as it then would be obvious that it was there. Swallowing a couple of times, hoping to force her own voice not to crack.

"Listen lady.. I don't know what you think I am, but what am I supposed to do about those people out there, huh?? Hold their hand? Kiss their booboo's?"

I don't f****** want to be useless, I just am, ok? Thanks for echoing brother saint! B*****!
Kate
" You seem a bit...FLUSTERED for some odd reason. Hmm...I wonder what that might be.""Maybe because there's a b***** here, trying to make my life more miserable than it already is... Well guess what! It CAN"T get any worse! You loose! HAHA!"

A deadly ironic laughter as she watched the woman.

Kate


"Listen lady.. I don't know what you think I am, but what am I supposed to do about those people out there, huh?? Hold their hand? Kiss their booboo's?"


Sighing and stopping AGAIN, as her voice broke.

"Maybe because there's a b***** here, trying to make my life more miserable than it already is... Well guess what! It CAN"T get any worse! You loose! HAHA!"

Rolling her eyes, upwards with a chuckle, sticking her tongue into her cheek.

"Last time I looked we're all having a pretty class A crappy day here sister. You don't have a corner on the market. What the hell are you so sad about besides the fact that I lived through the crash all to torment your rich girl a**. What is so miserable about being a survivor? What no Clinque hanging from the palm trees for you? No Hummer to buzz around the dunes in?"

No death penalty hanging over your pretty little head b*tch?!

Shannon

Dammit Shan! Don't cry now! You can't!

Keeping her face straight as the girl turned back around again.Kate
"Last time I looked we're all having a pretty class A crappy day here sister. You don't have a corner on the market. What the hell are you so sad about besides the fact that I lived through the crash all to torment your rich girl a**. What is so miserable about being a survivor? What no Clinque hanging from the palm trees for you? No Hummer to buzz around the dunes in?""Ha ha.. very funny...It's none of your business..."

No way I can tell this one about anything at all... Boone.. oh God.. Boone... and Sabrina... the WITCH!!! Daddy.... Where are you daddy?? I need you!!!

"It's not all that simple... Yes of course I'm happy to be alive... and I don't mind anyone else being alive either... it's just.. forget it.. you wouldn't understand anyway..."

She turned her back to her and stared out at the ocean.

Kate

Tilting her head to the side.

Fine. I'll bite.

"First of all....Why are you looking at the trees like they are the most beautiful sunset in the world?" Shaking her head.

" Second of all... Why don't you try me?"

ShannonKate
"First of all....Why are you looking at the trees like they are the most beautiful sunset in the world?" Shaking her head."Uhm..."

She turned back around, jaw set stubbornly.

"What the hell are you talking about?"
Kate
" Second of all... Why don't you try me?""Just so that you can throw me some "poor rich girl" jokes? I'm sorry but I don't think so.. And... for the record.. I'm not rich.. I may have been.. but not anymore..."

She looked at the dark haired girl and sighed.

"Look... I'm sorry that I ever bothered you... why don't you go save someone or something... I'm sure you and Boone will be the heroes of the day..."

Kate


"Look... I'm sorry that I ever bothered you... why don't you go save someone or something... I'm sure you and Boone will be the heroes of the day..."


Leaning against a tree with one arm, staring at her.

" What the hell is a Boone?" Smirking. " And what makes you think I'm the hero type?"

ShannonKate
" What the hell is a Boone?" Smirking. " And what makes you think I'm the hero type?"Rolling her eyes, annoyed.

"A Boone is my brother, a life-saving do-gooder.... And as for you... aren't you the one that was talking about wasting time while there was a beach full of dying people? Why don't you go give the breath of life to some of them.. I'm sure they'd appreciate it. Although probably after their first breath you'd pierce them with your sharp tongue.. so I don't know if you really are hero material..."

Smirking back.

Sawyer

"Fine, Sawyer..."

Good Lord, this guy's wound so tight, you could stick a lump o'coal up his butt, and in 2 weeks you'd have a diamond, he thought.

Geeze.. Did I wander into a Mark Twain novel?

"Obviously the term medication is unknown to you and you're unable to find pills, so I'll just go ahead and do it myself!"

Jack's words ran through Sawyer's head. "What a jacka$$." He muttered.

Kate


"A Boone is my brother, a life-saving do-gooder.... And as for you... aren't you the one that was talking about wasting time while there was a beach full of dying people? Why don't you go give the breath of life to some of them.. I'm sure they'd appreciate it. Although probably after their first breath you'd pierce them with your sharp tongue.. so I don't know if you really are hero material..."


Nodding.

" Touche."

Eyes narrowing a bit.

" So...given that you have lost your 'rich girl status'. From looking at me right now, not knowing who I am or what I am about...besides being a 'hero' type."

Snickering.

" What would you evaluate my M.O. to be?"

ShannonKate
" So...given that you have lost your 'rich girl status'. From looking at me right now, not knowing who I am or what I am about...besides being a 'hero' type."
" What would you evaluate my M.O. to be?""Your M.O? You want me to tell you who you are??"

She folded her arms and smirked at her.

"Sure you want to know? Ok.. you are a self-serving do-gooder who would help anyone as long as it doesn't hurt yourself and you might gain something from it. You also are highly judgmental and defensive and have a perverse imagination. Treefrogs... HMPH!"

Meeting her eyes in a challenge.

Kate

Face serious for a moment staring at her.

Letting her think about her own words.

Then raising an eyebrow.

" I applaud you."

" My turn."

" You are never taken seriously. Have grown up in the shadow of someone you deem greater than yourself and thus have no self esteem whatsoever. Quite possibly you have slept with people to try and retain some sense of independence that never really existed to begin with. However you are smart. Very intelligent in fact. Smart enough not to take any bullsh*t from me."

Smiling at her and walking away.

ShannonKate
" You are never taken seriously. Have grown up in the shadow of someone you deem greater than yourself and thus have no self esteem whatsoever. Quite possibly you have slept with people to try and retain some sense of independence that never really existed to begin with. However you are smart. Very intelligent in fact. Smart enough not to take any bullsh*t from me."She was blinking. Blinking fast. Faster and faster by the second.

do.not.cry.shannon.

The other woman was walking away, Shannon said in a low voice.

"Thank you..."

Juliet Burke

John

"As a matter of fact we are," he replied.

Juliet smiled at the bald man, hands in her pockets, acting as casual as she could. But she did fell a small temor of fear talking to these people, as if any minute now they'd point to her and scream, "You weren't on the plane!" But they couldn't possibly know that. They were in a state of shock, plus, even if they thought she wasn't there, they had no way of proving it.

Unless they had the manifest. And Goodwin and Ethan were getting that now.

Libby

"I'm Libby. We were talking about going into the jungle to get wood..." Libby said, "But if there are no dry matches...."

John

"John, Let's gather the wood. We'll worry about starting the fire when it gets to that,"

"Okay then Libby, John, why don't I help you out? My husband, well, he thought it would be a good idea to dive into the plane and see if he can find his carry-on bag. He didn't keep it in the overhead, but by his side. I doubt it will be there... I mean, we did kinda crash into the ocean..."

She sighed, wiping her forhead.

"But what can I do? I think it's useless, but he makes his own mind up. I can't believe he even got someone to go with him."

Juliet turned away from the beach, and began to walk towards the forest.

"You coming?"

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Boone Carlyle

The next thing he knew, Sun had begun to cry. She sunk into the sand, head burrowing into her knees, as sobs began to shake her. Boone, unsure of what to do, just sat down next to her and let her cry. After a while, he slipped a reasurring arm around her shoulder.

He waited for ten minutes, during which a solitary tear dripped down his face. Boone felt sorry for this woman, that was all the tears he could muster.

"It's okay," he said finally. "He's... he's in a better place..."

Unsure on if she was religious or not, and deciding that was the best thing to say.

Kate

Not knowing why she had to, but damn it she just did. Turning back one more time and saying to her.

" I could use a hand...uh..." Smiling. " With whatever, playing hero, sorting out stuff back there...If you want to spare me sometime your Majesty...this self server would appreciate the company of the elite."

Not waiting for an answer, but continuing to walk.

ShannonKate
" I could use a hand...uh..." Smiling. " With whatever, playing hero, sorting out stuff back there...If you want to spare me sometime your Majesty...this self server would appreciate the company of the elite."She couldn't help but smile a little. When she once again had her back turned, Shannon wiped the tear from her eye and quickly bent down, taking her sandals off and running with them in her hand after.

"Promise me I won't have to touch dead people...or do anything creepy..."

She smiled.

"I forgot to mention in my evaluation of your M.O. that you're really quite funny too..."

Walking with her down to the beach.

Ana-Lucia:

Walking around the beach, just observing people, they all seemed to be handling things ok. She should let them look in the bags for stuff they needed, that is if sawyer has His stash picked out yet she chuckled under her breath.

She headed back towards Sawyer.. Jack was gone now. She walked up, and looked in the now much more empty bags.

Smirking at him " I take it you got you wanted? "

she stood there over him arms crossed with an amused grin on her face.


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Sun:

she sat there crying, and felt Boone sit down next to her. Ho put his arm around her shoulder, and just sat with her for awhile.

after a few minuets he spoke:

it's okay," he said finally. "He's... he's in a better place..."

Sun lifted her head and wiped her face. She looked at him, and said

"Thank-you Boone." she paused " your a very kind man"

"I'll be alright , you can go help others if you like"

she forced a smile, and tried to look as OK as she could.

Sawyer

Smirking at him " I take it you got you wanted? "

she stood there over him arms crossed with an amused grin on her face.

"Well, darlin', that depends on what it is you think I wanted." He said. "Care to sit your pretty little self down here and relax for a while?" He asked, patting the ground next to him.

Ana-Lucia:


looking down at him
He was quite handsome.. she found herself remembering earlier when he had his shirt off, and how it was apparent he took care of his body.


Well, darlin', that depends on what it is you think I wanted." He said. "Care to sit your pretty little self down here and relax for a while?" He asked, patting the ground next to him.

She rolled her eyes at him and sat down. She pulled out the chapstick she had snuck out of the bags earlier and put some on.

" So Tell me Sawyer, Did you find anything interesting for your stash? " she said playfully.

Sawyer

She rolled her eyes at him and sat down. She pulled out the chapstick she had snuck out of the bags earlier and put some on.

He watched as she drug the chapstick across her full lips. Damn, baby, he thought. His mouth watered at the idea of tasting those lips of hers. She's gotta be doin' this on purpose. Oh baby, it ain't nice to tease the big bad wolf.

" So Tell me Sawyer, Did you find anything interesting for your stash? " she said playfully.

"Yea, I sure did." He wasn't telling her about the guns he found. "I got a real big flaslight," he said. Even that sounded dirty. "Got booze, smokes, couple Playboys. Anything you want?"

Ana-Lucia:

She Could feel him watching her, and she liked his attention.

Yea, I sure did. I got a real big flaslight," he said. Even that sounded dirty. "Got booze, smokes, couple Playboys. Anything you want?"


"well..I don't think i need any playboys.. " She said Playfully jabbing him with her elbow.. " and I don't smoke..hmmm.. " she smiled at him "..got any Vodka?"

she grabbed a blanket near by and layed it on her lap.. still a bit damp.. but she didn't mind, it was getting chilly.

Sawyer

"well..I don't think i need any playboys.. " She said Playfully jabbing him with her elbow..

"Good thing, 'cause you ain't gettin' 'em." He said.

" and I don't smoke..hmmm.. "

"I do." He said.

she smiled at him "..got any Vodka?"

she grabbed a blanket near by and layed it on her lap.. still a bit damp.. but she didn't mind, it was getting chilly.

"As you wish, m'lady." He said, he reached for a bottle and handed it to her, not letting go of it. "Say please." He growled softly, leaning over to her, and getting very close to her, so close that he could see the fine curve of her breast as she sat next to him.

Ana-Lucia:

"As you wish, m'lady."

He reached in a bag and pulled out a bottle of vodka, she reached out to grab it, but he didn't let her have it.

Say please." He growled softly, leaning over to her, and getting very close to her, so close that he could see the fine curve of her breast as she sat next to him.

She tensed up at his closeness, and then relaxed into it.. she leaned over and whispered in his ear

" I don't say please "

while she was leaned over she reached across him and took the bottle from his hand.

Sawyer

She tensed up at his closeness, and then relaxed into it.. she leaned over and whispered in his ear

" I don't say please "

Her soft breathing near his ear made his blood boil. He breathed a little heavier at what she said.

while she was leaned over she reached across him and took the bottle from his hand.

He quickly retrieved the bottle, reaching across her and grazing her ear with his lips. "Then you don't drink." He returned to his position next to her. "Come and get it, Sassy."

Ana-Lucia:

As quickly as she had Snatched the bottle, he snatched it back. Coming across her, grazing her lips.

She couldn't deny the way she felt about him.. but she was enjoying their little game. It took her mind off what had happened.

Then you don't drink." He returned to his position next to her. "Come and get it, Sassy."


She contemplated what to do next to get the maximum effect on him..

She sat for awhile.. and just stared at him. He wore a defiant, and challenging smile.


"mmm... alright." she said and leaned back over to his ear and softly brushed away some hair..

she lingered for a moment not saying any thing and then whispering softly said

"please."

Sawyer

She contemplated what to do next to get the maximum effect on him..

She sat for awhile.. and just stared at him. He wore a defiant, and challenging smile.

"Awright, guess you don't want it." He growled.

"mmm... alright." she said and leaned back over to his ear and softly brushed away some hair..

she lingered for a moment not saying any thing and then whispering softly said

"please."

His breath caught in his throat as her warm hand touched him. He turned his face to her hand and kissed the inside of her wrist. His warm breath teasing her skin.

"All ya had to do was ask." He whispered. Sawyer leaned in close to her face. His fingers touched her face slightly and his thumb trailed her lips and up to her cheek.

He flicked his thumb across her cheek. "You had a stray eye lash." He was just a hair's width away from her warm lips. He was aching to take into the jungle and kiss her, at the very least.

Ana-Lucia:

his kiss on her wrist, His warm breath on her skin, gave her goosbumps

All ya had to do was ask." He whispered. Sawyer leaned in close to her face. His fingers touched her face slightly and his thumb trailed her lips and up to her cheek.

He flicked his thumb across her cheek. "You had a stray eye lash.

She closed her eyes, and opened them to see him so close, that if she moved but a half an inch she would be kissing him. She wanted to. She put her hand on his wrist which was softly placed on her shoulder. she looked into his eyes, and tried to decide if she should to kiss him.

She Felt Stares on her back, and told herself they could get over it. For all they knew she was traveling with Sawyer.

She sat there faces so close his breath warmed her face. She didn't know if she was prepared for where a kiss might lead.. but she wanted to kiss him so bad.

Finally she gave in and wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned in closing her eyes and kissed him. Releasing all the tension and desire she had built up for him. It felt good.

Sawyer

his kiss on her wrist, His warm breath on her skin, gave her goosbumps

"You okay, you're tremblin'." He whispered. He snaked his large hand down her back and caressed the small of it and then back to her shoulder.

She closed her eyes, and opened them to see him so close, that if she moved but a half an inch she would be kissing him. She wanted to. She put her hand on his wrist which was softly placed on her shoulder. she looked into his eyes, and tried to decide if she should to kiss him.

His body moved a little at being so close to her. His chest heaved a little. "Kiss me, Ana. Kiss me."

She sat there faces so close his breath warmed her face. She didn't know if she was prepared for where a kiss might lead.. but she wanted to kiss him so bad.

He breathed harder. She was lighting fires under his skin. She was making him want her. All this time he'd toyed with her and now she was taking control over him.

Finally she gave in and wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned in closing her eyes and kissed him. Releasing all the tension and desire she had built up for him. It felt good.

"Unhhhh." He groaned at the feel of her lips on his. He kissed her back and pushed his tongue against her mouth. He broke the kiss just a little. "Stay in my arms tonight Ana. Let me hold you all night. If all you do is lay next to me, wake up in my arms." His body ached to make love to her tonight, but she'd never allow him to do that. That would come later.

Ana-Lucia:

She Fell deeper into the kiss.. she couldn't believe the connection she felt to him already.

he pulled away briefly to speak:


Stay in my arms tonight Ana. Let me hold you all night. If all you do is lay next to me, wake up in my arms.

she whispered, "ok" and continued to kiss him.

after the kiss, she found that she felt completely comfortable around him.. safe

she nuzzeld her head in his chest laying in the sand.. safe she felt safe in his arms.

She felt herself getting sleepy, but just layed there head on his chest looking out at the ocean.

"Sawyer....." she said softly,


she turned her head upright to look up at him..

" thank you."

she was thanking him for many things... for helping her in the water, for calming her down, for the kiss, and not making her go further, for.. being there.. she didn't realise it was what she needed... but it must have been.

She turned her head back on his chest.. and gently traced her finger along his chest.

Sawyer

"Sawyer....." she said softly,

she turned her head upright to look up at him..

"Yea?" he asked.

" thank you."

"You ain't gotta thank me." He winked at her. "I'll kiss ya for free." He kissed her forehead.

She turned her head back on his chest.. and gently traced her finger along his chest.

"Hmm, you keep doin' that and I just might take a notion to do more than sleep." He said, hugging her tight to his chest.

Kate


"Promise me I won't have to touch dead people...or do anything creepy..."

She smiled.

"I forgot to mention in my evaluation of your M.O. that you're really quite funny too..."


Side glancing at her, as she ran up.

" I will do nothing of the sort. Promise you something, that I wouldn't try anyway? You're a grown woman, fully capable of making choices."

Smiling, and continuing to walk, with another side glance.

" Thanks...I think this is the first time getting a lump on my head is pretty amusing too. "

ShannonKate
" I will do nothing of the sort. Promise you something, that I wouldn't try anyway? You're a grown woman, fully capable of making choices."She almost stopped for a second and stared at her.

"You are a smart woman... What's your name by the way? I'm Shannon.."

She smiled.Kate
" Thanks...I think this is the first time getting a lump on my head is pretty amusing too."Giggling a little.

"I think it's the first time I've found getting yelled at amusing too... God bless mango trees, huh?"

Winking at her.

Kate

Snickering quietly.

Feeling her face grow a little warmer, at the wink. Taking off the button down shirt as a distraction, leaving her in her tank top.

" Kate."

Keeping quiet for a few more minutes as they stared at the mess on the beach.

" So...Where we you sitting in all this mess?"

Trying not to notice the way the mini skirt moved when she walked.

" Damn it's hot here."

Shannon

She took her shirt off. Shannon noticed it and pulled her eyes away.

What's wrong with you, Shan? She's not THAT pretty... you don't have to be jealous...

is it jealousy though?Kate
" Kate."Smiling at her.Kate
" So...Where we you sitting in all this mess?""Up front, next to my brother, the saint... He came to Australia to save me.."

Oh no... I said too much now...

"You?"Kate
" Damn it's hot here."Just nodding and taking her pink jacket off. Then she kept walking down towards the beach, casting glances at Kate with every few steps.

Kate


"Up front, next to my brother, the saint... He came to Australia to save me..You?"


Raising an eyebrow at that, nodding.

" First class...nice!"

Looking at her, openly...more or less.

" Well then aren't we the lucky ladies? This flight must have been chock full of saints. I was sitting next to my own...wanted to save me from myself. So silly."

Smiling.

" He was selling bibles."

ShannonKate
" Well then aren't we the lucky ladies? This flight must have been chock full of saints. I was sitting next to my own...wanted to save me from myself. So silly."
" He was selling bibles."She chuckled.

Make it look natural, Shan... make it look natural...

Chuckled and touched her arm.

"I bet you totally told him what you thought about that, huh?"

"Yeah.. my holier than thou brother got us the best seats he could get... and then he gave them away...so he had to get new ones..."

Rolling her eyes, still with her hand on her arm.

"A genuine do-gooder..."

Ana-Lucia:

Just Laying next to him, felt right. She didn't know how soon rescue would come.. but she figured it wouldn't hurt to enjoy the wait on a beautiful beach.
You ain't gotta thank me." He winked at her. "I'll kiss ya for free." He kissed her forehead.

she chuckled.. " I'm Sure you will"

"Hmm, you keep doin' that and I just might take a notion to do more than sleep." He said, hugging her tight to his chest.

She looked up at him and grinned. "mmm.."

Pulling herself up and sat next to him. " So..how about that Vodka now? "

Boone Carlyle

Sun finally lifted her head, wiping her face. The woman looked at him, her dark brown eyes wide, but somehow calm. Boone stared at them for a moment, transfixed, before he opened his ears to listen to what she was saying.

Sun:

"Thank-you Boone." she paused " you're a very kind man."

Boone smiled, a little sheepishly.

"Hey, it's no problem... I am just doing what's right, y'know?"

"I'll be alright , you can go help others if you like"

He looked at her, unsure of what to say. Hadn't his original reason for leaving Shannon back there was to find someone to help, somewhat the needed him? Well, he had, and he had helped her, and he was sure that there was someone out there that needed help, but Boone honestly didn't want to leave.

He just stayed where he was, looking out at the setting sun, bright oranges and red flashing across the beautiful cloudy sky.

"No, I... I want to stay here, with you..."

Looking over at her smile, almost as if it was forced. Sun wasn't okay yet, she still needed him to be with her.

"That sunset," he said, just trying to get her mind off her husband. "It's beautiful, isn't it?"

Sun:

she sat there for a moment rubbing her arms, it was getting cold. She didn't have her jacket any longer, it was probably at the bottom of the ocean.

Boone smiled, a little sheepishly.

"Hey, it's no problem... I am just doing what's right, y'know?" she didn't really want to be alone, but figured he could be of more use helping someone else.



He looked at her, unsure of what to say. Hadn't his original reason for leaving Shannon back there was to find someone to help, somewhat the needed him? Well, he had, and he had helped her, and he was sure that there was someone out there that needed help, but Boone honestly didn't want to leave.

He just stayed where he was, looking out at the setting sun, bright oranges and red flashing across the beautiful cloudy sky.

"No, I... I want to stay here, with you..."She didn't know what to make of this, she was glad he spoke before she needed to.

Looking over at her smile, almost as if it was forced. Sun wasn't okay yet, she still needed him to be with her.

"That sunset," he said, just trying to get her mind off her husband. "It's beautiful, isn't it?" she smiled, more naturally this time and wiped her face.

She looked out on the sky, It was beautiful. She looked back at him, his blue eyes had so much compassion in them.

"yes." she smiled. "yes it is"

Sawyer

She looked up at him and grinned. "mmm.."

Pulling herself up and sat next to him. " So..how about that Vodka now? "

He smiled and handed her the bottle. He cracked the seal on his own bottle. "To us." he said kissing her softly.

Ana-Lucia:

He picked up two small bottles, handed one to her and kept one for himself.


He cracked the seal on his own bottle. "To us." he said kissing her softly.

She smiled at his kiss, and said "cheers"

She took a small sip.. and started thinking to herself.. how she didn't know anything about this man.

she took another drink and settled into the sand.

"So Sawyer, why were you in Australia ."

she expected to hear some story about surfing or something.

Sawyer

she took another drink and settled into the sand.

"So Sawyer, why were you in Australia ."

Sawyer stiffened a little bit. This was not a subject he wanted to talk about. "I, uhm, had business to take of." He said. "Why were you there?"

Boone Carlyle

He looked over at her, watching as she gazed in wonder out at the sky, and he was about to say something else when she began to turn towards him. Boone's eyes darted away shyly, and he went on looking out at the red and oranges and yellows in the darkening sky.

Sun:

"yes." she smiled. "yes it is"

Conversation... conversation... I need to make conversation...

And then, to his displeasure, he began to talk about the one subject he didn't want to talk about: his sister.

"My sister was on the plane with me. I... I was talking to her right before I bumped into you. She can be a real... well... y'know how brothers and sisters are." Blushing, not sure he wanted Sun to know about how he and his sister constantly fought... and not that long ago, made love... "She can just be so... selfish sometimes."

He sighed, looking over at Sun, and then felt instant regret for telling her this stuff. This was stupid stuff. Kid's stuff. And he was telling this to her like some gossipy teenager on the playground during recess. But he wasn't a kid, and neither was she, she was -- she had just lost her husband.

Sure...

Ana-Lucia:

Sawyer stiffened a little bit. This was not a subject he wanted to talk about. "I, uhm, had business to take of." He said. "Why were you there?"


It was obvious he didn't want to talk about it. JUdging by his reaction she wasn't sure she wanted know anyways.

She took another sip, and coughed. man this stuff is strong

"well...." she contemplated the best way to say it " I was pretty much the designated driver for some drunk.. a retired surgeon from the states. "

she laughed to herself

"He would go into bars, I would wait outside. He would come out and I drove him to a hotel."

she took another drink

"Real glamorous huh?"
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Sun:

There was silence for a bit, while they sat there looking up at the sky.He must have been getting uncomfortable because he started a conversation.

My sister was on the plane with me. I... I was talking to her right before I bumped into you. She can be a real... well... y'know how brothers and sisters are." Blushing, not sure he wanted Sun to know about how he and his sister constantly fought... and not that long ago, made love... "She can just be so... selfish sometimes."

she smiled he seemed to need a friend too.

" well, I don't have have any siblings, but I can imagine how it feels. "

she looked at him, and said some what seriously,

" Its ok, Boone, " some how she felt he needed to be assured.

shivering slightly she said

" It's getting cold. We should see if anyone has extra clothes or blankets."

Claire

Hurley wasn't speaking much now, so Claire took the food he gave her and sat down. She smiled up at him before continuing to eat. It was so good to have something like this. She never thought airline food would actually taste good, but after that terrifying crash.. Claire was just glad to be alive to have the food!

She continued eating, slowly becoming full. Of course it only took one of the trays, surprisingly. She kept the other one and set it aside, but made sure no one took it.

"So, why were you on the plane?" She asked the larger man, looking up at him from where she sat in the sand.

"well...." she contemplated the best way to say it " I was pretty much the designated driver for some drunk.. a retired surgeon from the states. "

she laughed to herself

A surgeon? He thought, Nah, couldn't be.

"He would go into bars, I would wait outside. He would come out and I drove him to a hotel."

she took another drink

"Real glamorous huh?"

She seemed to be really hurt about whatever it was she saw. He leaned over to her softly. "Ana," he whispered. "Kiss me." His lips grazed her face. "Kiss me hard."

Boone Carlyle

Sun:

"Well, I don't have have any siblings, but I can imagine how it feels."

"Trust me, you have no idea." he said, immediately regretting the words.

Sun was trying to be nice, trying to connect with him, and he had to go and do that, make some childish remark like that. Boone looked back out at the ocean, trying to forget that he said that, when she turned to him and spoke.

"Its ok, Boone, " some how she felt he needed to be assured.

Boone suddenly smiled and looked over at her. He knew he was younger than her, not by much, but younger nontheless, and sitting her with her... it was just strange. He seemed like a middle school kid making a complete fool of himself by making a pass at a high school girl.

But he wasn't making an advance, was he? No... of course not... he had Shannon, after all. Shannon to take care of... to love him... to need him... Just because he had her didn't mean he couldn't be friendly.

"It's getting cold."

His eyes widdened. Does she want me to... should I...? Boone edged a bit closer, and began to put his arm around her shoulder when...

"We should see if anyone has extra clothes or blankets."

Boone's arm dropped into the sand, and he made as if he had just shifted and extended his arm so he could get up. As he reached full height, he reached down to help her up.

"Yeah, of course, there has to be something around here..."

Ana-Lucia:

She seemed to be really hurt about whatever it was she saw. He leaned over to her softly. "Ana," he whispered. "Kiss me." His lips grazed her face. "Kiss me hard."She hated how weak she felt. Looking into his eyes searching for something, she wasn't sure what, maybe a hope that she wasn't some fling to him, that he really anted a relationship. the longer she waited, the weaker she felt.

she whispered "Sawyer...I..." she pulled back slightly, realizing she had been holding her breath, she exhaled.

Still close to him, she looked into his eyes. At war within herself, her body which ached to kiss him, and her mind which nagged her with all the what ifs.

she put a hand on his cheek, and said.

" you kiss me "

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Sun:

He was cute in how he wasn't sure how to act around her. SHe tried to make him feel as comfortable as she could.

She looked around and spotted several luggage bags across the beach.. next to a the dark haired lady and a man.

we're...we're they kissing? Sun looked away briefly. Calm down Sun, if you saw Jin you would kiss him.. or would she, she HAD intended to leave him, she pushed those thoughts out of her head Jin is dead. She told herself, trying to make it difinitive.

She pointed the bags out to Boone. " There, perhaps we can find something in those" she smiled at him, " I hope they have water."

((OOC: Okay, just so everyone know, there is ONE fruit tree near the camp, the one Kate was at earlier. That is the closest one. There is also a river about a day's walk away, so they will probably have to rely on boiled ocean water for now. Also, Ana and Sawyer took 6-7 bags up from the wreckage. There may be still a bag or two in the plane, but what's inside is basically everything they have. So, that is probably a few pairs of clothes and a blanket or two. Sawyer took all the alchohol, medicine, ciggaretes, magazines, etc. Hurley was passing around some frozen airline food earlier, but I think it would be interesting if that only lasted until tomorrow morning or so. Oh, and you can have people find some things washing ashore as well. I don't mean, Charlie wants his guitar and suddenly there it is, but some random things. A box of bomerangs, a mancala game, a set of Locke's knives, perhaps... ;)))

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Boone Carlyle

Once she was on her feet, she seemed to begin to survey the beach for a blanket or two. Boone did the same, and could immediately pick out Shannon with some dark-haired woman coming from the jungle. His eyes narrowed, wondering what she was doing with her, and why she suddenly looked so happy. He just wanted her miserable, because she wasn't with him.

But she was there. Smiling. That flirtatious smile she always had when they were out in public. Boone couldn't help roll his eyes, before turning his attention back to Sun.

Sun:

She pointed the bags out to Boone. " There, perhaps we can find something in those" she smiled at him, " I hope they have water."

He suddenly realized how thirsty he was.

"Yeah," Boone said. "Let's go..."

Boone led the way across the sand, passing a dead body or two, and when he got closer he couldn't help but notice the two figures were lip-locked. They were just laying there on the beach, with all this pain and suffering around them, kissing.

"Ahem!" he said sharply when they reached the two of them. "Do you have a blanket we can borrow? Maybe even a water bottle or two?"
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Tracy and Anthony

There were ten people here, hiding in the rapidly darkening underbrush that surrounded the beach where the people had crashed. Tracy had been leading the group that had been camped out here all day, watching and waiting and counting. They were all dressed in the hand-made clothes. Costumes, just in case they were captured. And Tracy doubted that would ever happen.

Everyone here was being careful. Too careful, it seemed, but hadn't someone said you could never be too careful? Probably Ben (ha-ha). If some of these people were asked, they would treat Ben like a God. But that man wasn't in charge, Jacob was. Too bad Jacob never showed to put that guy in his place sometimes...

"How many people do you got?" Tracy whispered to her partner, Anthony.

Each group were in pairs. That way, if one ever got caught, the other could quickly help them. They were supposed to stay within the sight of the other at all times, even if you had to go to the bathroom. Ben had weird rules... who would want to watch someone pee? But she didn't complain, the last person who did got branded.

"Sixty-four, not counting our three plants."

"Sixty-four? Sugar!" Only, she didn't say sugar. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I'm sure. We counted, then counted again... and again. We got sixty-four."

"And how many people are we taking? Did you pick out the strong ones yet?"

They were quiet. They could barely hear each other over the forest sounds, but it was safer this way. Much safer. Tracy had no worry that someone would walk over and find them, as they had two groups looking out for anyone entering the jungle. Only two people had done that so far. Shannon and Kate, they had overhead that. Out of the sixty-four survivors, they named two. Shannon and Kate.

"Yeah," said Anthony. "We have six listed." He produced a list, handing it to Tracy. "A blond guy, this curley-haired, a German guy, that one guy that is necking that hot chick on the beach, their doctor, and then there is this big, burly black guy."

Tracy smiled, poking him in the side. "If you haven't noticed, I'm black. And we prefer the words, 'African American'."

"Do you really?"

"No."

"Then why bring it up?"

She only shrugged, and then began to search for the people Anthony had mentioned. She had only identified 'that one guy that is necking that hot chick on the beach' before she had to stop. There were at least three blond guys out there on the beach.

"Please tell me you get more detailed than that..."

"It's all on the list, Tracy. Eye color, the clothes they are wearing, everything we can see through these binnoculers. Try looking."

"Yeah, yeah," she said, glancing at the list. "How much longer until they'll all be sleeping?"

"I don't know, an hour?"

"An hour it is..."

Sawyer

she whispered "Sawyer...I..." she pulled back slightly, realizing she had been holding her breath, she exhaled.

"What?" he said. "Tell me."

Still close to him, she looked into his eyes. At war within herself, her body which ached to kiss him, and her mind which nagged her with all the what ifs.

He didn't know what she was covering but she had wanted to tell him something but it didn't come out.

she put a hand on his cheek, and said.

" you kiss me "

"My pleasure." He moaned. Sawyer brushed his lips harder against hers. He lightly pushed his tongue into her mouth. He breathed harder. She was fast becoming something a whole lot more than just a woman from the plane. She was getting under his skin, and starting to matter to him. He didn't want her to but she did.

He held her a little tighter and kept kissing her. He groaned a little feeling the heat start to burn inside him.

"Ahem!" he said sharply when they reached the two of them.

"Hold that thought," he said. "Whatcha want, son?"

"Do you have a blanket we can borrow? Maybe even a water bottle or two?"

"Nope, you might check with some of the other people around here. The ones still breathin', I might add." Sawyer said. "But I ain't got nothin' I can I part with." He wouldn't even if he could.

He turned back to Ana, "Now where were we?"

Ana-Lucia:

"What?" he said. "Tell me."

He was answering her questions. He Did care.

My pleasure." He moaned. Sawyer brushed his lips harder against hers. He lightly pushed his tongue into her mouth. He breathed harder. She was fast becoming something a whole lot more than just a woman from the plane. She was getting under his skin, and starting to matter to him. He didn't want her to but she did.

He held her a little tighter and kept kissing her. He groaned a little feeling the heat start to burn inside him.

She let him Kiss, her and this time was better than before. He was an amazing kisser
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they were interrupted by the guy who had helped her get people out of the planes,


Ahem!" he said sharply when they reached the two of them.

Ana let go of Sawyer an felt her cheeks getting hot. She had forgotten that she was in public.

Sawyer grinned down at her, then looked up at the man, he still had her pinned down.


"Hold that thought," he said. "Whatcha want, son?"

the man said

"Do you have a blanket we can borrow? Maybe even a water bottle or two?"

Sawyer spoke before Ana could even take a breath

"Nope, you might check with some of the other people around here. The ones still breathin', I might add." Sawyer said. "But I ain't got nothin' I can I part with." He wouldn't even if he could.

Ana moved under him, and pointed to the bags. "Take whatever,.. there are only 5 bottles of water so be sparing."

Sawyer looked down on her

"Now where were we?"

" right... about.. here.." she smiled and kissed him pulling his head down on hers.

It was almost completely dark. She hopped a fire would be going soon.

Kate

It was as if a lightening bolt had touched her arm, and her eyes widened just slightly, but she let it remain there. Walking along as if nothing whatsoever was wrong.

Smiling.

Coming up short, hating the smells and the sights all around them but seeing only one thing now as they came further down the beach.

The sun bright orange setting slowly into the azure sea. Calmly ignoring everything before it, as thought they were just ants scurring about on a hill.

Glancing at Shannon.

" It's beautiful."

ShannonKate
" It's beautiful."She looked at Kate.

"Yes.. it is..."

Then she turned and looked at the sunset.

"We should... uhm... find a place to sleep I guess... Whatever it takes to shorten the time until the rescue party comes..."

Looking out across the beach and then back at Kate.

"What do you say?"

Sawyer

Ana moved under him, and pointed to the bags. "Take whatever,.. there are only 5 bottles of water so be sparing."

Sawyer looked down on her

He gently elbowed her. "You're nicer'n me." He said.

" right... about.. here.." she smiled and kissed him pulling his head down on hers.

It was almost completely dark. She hopped a fire would be going soon.

"Hmmm," he folded her onto his chest. They didn't have much privacy but they were a little secluded. It was getting much darker, now. "I'm gonna make us a fire. You stay here." He got up and walked a little further away and grabbed some small branches of wood. He piled the wood up and took his lighter to it.

Soon the fire was raging. He layed back down next to her. The glow of the fire made her that much more beautiful.

"What do you do back there in the world, Sassy?" He asked.

Kate

"Yes.. it is..."

Overbite. Dark eyes. and THEN she looked at the sunset.

She could literally feel her heart beneath her tank top suddenly.Insane for a moment, in the middle of all this. It was not normal. Surely back in Iowa, she would be shot for even entertaining the thought that just, quite unnaturally, flittered across her cerebral cortex.

"We should... uhm... find a place to sleep I guess... Whatever it takes to shorten the time until the rescue party comes..."


"What do you say?"


" Yes we definately should do that!! I...mean I can help you build a lean to ...Ever make one of those? They can be made into all sizes and shapes. Big enough for one or two ..." Feeling her face grow warm again beneath the freckles. Quickly adding." Or forty thousand...Whatever! Want some help?"

Not really wanting to seperate just yet and not understanding why.

ShannonKate
" Yes we definately should do that!! I...mean I can help you build a lean to ...Ever make one of those? They can be made into all sizes and shapes. Big enough for one or two ..." Feeling her face grow warm again beneath the freckles. Quickly adding." Or forty thousand...Whatever! Want some help?"She chuckled.

Is it just me, or is she sounding...flustered???

"Well.. according to my HERO brother, I'm not able to do anything of myself... and.. to be honest..."

She giggled and whispered in her ear, feeling the sweet scent of shampoo from her hair, and seeing the nice shape of her profile.

"...I have never been camping in my entire life, so I need all the help I can get..."

Leaning back out with a satisfied smirk.

"I do know how to tie knots though... sailing... will we need that?"

Looking to Kate for instructions.

Ana-Lucia:

He gently elbowed her. "You're nicer'n me." He said.In between his kisses she said

" it's not so hard to be nice"

"I'm gonna make us a fire. You stay here." he rolled her over and got up. walking around he was picking up sticks, for a fire. She wondered how he would make a fire when no one else seemed to be able to.

He pulled out a lighter.. ahh-ha she thought. While he was making the fire she crawled over at retrieved the half drunk bottle of vodka. and layed the blanket she had out on the sand.

He came and sat down next to her , she could feel his eyes on her, but she didn't mind.

"you realise that fire isn't gunna win us any privacy."

What do you do back there in the world, Sassy?" He asked. enjoying the warmth from the fire she rolled on her back so she could see him sitting next to her.

with a smile she held up three fingers and said. " three guesses"

she grinned at him and took a sip of the vodka.

Kate



"...I have never been camping in my entire life, so I need all the help I can get..."



Chills that couldn't and probably shouldn't be named, ran up and down her cargo pant clad legs as it was whispered in her ear.


"I do know how to tie knots though... sailing... will we need that?"


Hoping she did not notice all the tiny hair on the back of her arm now standing straight up despite the heat.

" Oh knots...That's an excellent start! To a lean to...!"

What the hell is wrong with you Austen?

" I spent a few summers crewing J boats. So I guess that we have that in common."

Walking a bit more towards the jungle again. Picking up some taller pieces of wood and some vines laying on the jungle floor. Handing her those.

" So..." Kneeling down in the sand, holding up one of the poles.

" You want to start with the frame....Criss cross yours with mine."

Busting out laughing.

" The pole I mean."


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ShannonKate
" Oh knots...That's an excellent start! To a lean to...!"
" I spent a few summers crewing J boats. So I guess that we have that in common."She grinned, and a strange sensation sizzled in her stomach. SHe followed her into the jungle and grabbed the wood and vines that Kate gave her.

You would NEVER do this for Boone...

She knelt next to her and put her shoes next to the vines and tried to pay attention.Kate
" So... You want to start with the frame....Criss cross yours with mine."Looking at her, leaning forward.

"Criss cross my what with your what?"

Giggling.Kate
" The pole I mean.""HAHAHAHAHA!!!!! You're funny!"

Smiling widely... Trying to do what Kate meant and glancing at her at the same time, a spark in her eyes.

Sawyer

" it's not so hard to be nice"

"Well that depends on if you wanna be nice." he said.

"you realise that fire isn't gunna win us any privacy. It the only fire on this beach. "

"That's what the blanket's for...coverage." He said softly. "You never answered my question."

with a smile she held up three fingers and said. " three guesses"

she grinned at him and took a sip of the vodka.

"Well let's see," he looked her over. "You're either a tattoo artist, a truck driver, or maybe a stripper?"

Ana-Lucia:

"That's what the blanket's for...coverage.""

Ahh, right how could I forget. " she said winking at him

"Well let's see," he looked her over. "You're either a tattoo artist, a truck driver, or maybe a stripper?"

Playfully Punching him the arm at his last Guess..

" you would like that wouldn't you"


she took another drink.. Damn I am so going to have a hell of a hangover in the morning.


" No... I'm.. was..a.." she took another drink. " I was a cop."

she stared into the fire, and drank some more, trying to re-bury the memories of when she got shot.

after awhile she glanced back over to Sawyer

" How 'bout you?"

JackWalt
"I bet this is going to hurt."With the failing light he stitched Walt up. It took some time, and in the end he was squinting as he fastened the last stitch and poured alcohol over before he wrapped it in clean ripped up clothes.

"There you go... You're a brave kid."

He smiled at him.

"Let's try to get some sleep now... Maybe rescue will be here tomorrow morning... Good night!"

He wandered off and looked around at all the other people, gathered in small groups.

When it seemed that nobody needed his help at the moment, he went and found a sweater in one of the suitcases and joined a group, laying down to sleep.

Walt

It took longer than Walt had hoped but Jack stitched up Walt's arm. Walt winced several times but refused to cry out in pain.

Jack
"There you go... You're a brave kid."


"Yeah, thanks."

Walt smiled back.

Jack
"Let's try to get some sleep now... Maybe rescue will be here tomorrow morning... Good night!"


"Good night."

Michael

"Good night, and thank you."

Jack left, and Michael remembered that Walt wasn't supposed to get sand in his stitches.

"Walt, we can't just lie on the beach. See if you can find some blankets and water, I'm pretty thirsty."

Michael struggled to sit up while Walt went to a group of bags. There wasn't a whole lot there, and only about five water bottles. He took one damp airline blanket, and one bottle. Upon returning,

"There was only like five water bottles, so I figured we would split one. And I got a blanket. But I got creeped out over the dead people's clothes. We got to be near the equator, so it shouldn't get very cold and the blanket should be enough, right?"

"I suppose."

Michael was too tired to argue. He drank half the water, and then maneuvered himself onto one side of the blanket, wrapping the end over him. Then Walt did likewise, but not before grinding the now-empty bottle upright into the sand.

Walt

"If it rains, at least it could fill that bottle again."

Walt and Michael fell asleep rather easily.

Goodwin


"More than ready." He looked around himself, slightly nervous at this idea. "I hope the shark isn't around..."

Goodwin laughed in spite of himself. "Come on,"

He took a deep breath and started swimming down towards the plane. He went in through the broken end, and made his way towards the cockpit. He looked behind him to make sure Ethan was still there.

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Libby

Libby stood up and made her way towards the jungle to look for dead wood. It was starting to get dark, and she found the jungle threatening, and was quite afraid.

As she made her way further into the jungle, picking up twigs and dead leaves, she thought she heard people talking, and moving around. Trying to tell herself she was being paranoid, and scaring herself, she called out.

"Hello? John, is that you? Juliet? Who's there?"

Goodwin



Goodwin laughed in spite of himself. "Come on,"

He took a deep breath and started swimming down towards the plane. He went in through the broken end, and made his way towards the cockpit. He looked behind him to make sure Ethan was still there.


Ethan gulped air and dove under the surface, heading after Goodwin, even waving him onward when he saw him looking. Seeing him head into the cockpit, Ethan began to go through the piles of carryon luggage in hopes of finding something salvagable, something to allay suspicions when they surfaced. Only having the manifest wouldn't cut it...

Goodwin

Ethan gulped air and dove under the surface, heading after Goodwin, even waving him onward when he saw him looking. Seeing him head into the cockpit, Ethan began to go through the piles of carryon luggage in hopes of finding something salvagable, something to allay suspicions when they surfaced. Only having the manifest wouldn't cut it...

Goodwin saw Ethan starting to go through carry on bags. Good thinking...

He carried on up to the cockpit. The door was stiff, but he managed to get it open. As he swam inside, he jumped when the body of the pilot sat staring straight at him. He pushed it aside, and started looking for the manifest. Not that I have any idea where it might be...

As Goodwin pushed things aside, he found the tranceiver. He put it down the back of his pants, knowing it probably wouldn't work, but better him having it than any of the survivors.

Goodwin started to run out of breath, and went back to Ethan, motioning to go back to the surface. As they resurfaced, Goodwin took a few deep breaths. He turned to Ethan. "Find anything?"

"I found the tranceiver. Better in our hands than theirs, right? Any ideas where this manifest might be? You don't think they've already found it, do you?"

John

Juliet Burke

Juliet smiled at the bald man, hands in her pockets, acting as casual as she could. But she did fell a small temor of fear talking to these people, as if any minute now they'd point to her and scream, "You weren't on the plane!" But they couldn't possibly know that. They were in a state of shock, plus, even if they thought she wasn't there, they had no way of proving it.

When the woman smiled, John thought it didn't seem completely sincere. Or had he only been imagining that?


"Okay then Libby, John, why don't I help you out? My husband, well, he thought it would be a good idea to dive into the plane and see if he can find his carry-on bag. He didn't keep it in the overhead, but by his side. I doubt it will be there... I mean, we did kinda crash into the ocean..."

She sighed, wiping her forhead.

"But what can I do? I think it's useless, but he makes his own mind up. I can't believe he even got someone to go with him."


John listened as Juliet spoke. She seemed to be rambling on. Perhaps she was nervous. But why? Well, they were all strangers, after all. He did find her story a bit odd, though.


Juliet turned away from the beach, and began to walk towards the forest.

"You coming?"


Glancing briefly toward the ocean, John then returned his attention to his companions. "Yep."

Libby

Libby stood up and made her way towards the jungle to look for dead wood. It was starting to get dark, and she found the jungle threatening, and was quite afraid.

As she made her way further into the jungle, picking up twigs and dead leaves, she thought she heard people talking, and moving around. Trying to tell herself she was being paranoid, and scaring herself, she called out.

"Hello? John, is that you? Juliet? Who's there?"

John had gathered several armloads of wood and carried them to the beach. He hadn't noticed until that moment that Libby was no longer with him. "Libby!" he called out. The sun had almost completely set and it would soon be pitch black in the woods.

Claire

Hurley wasn't speaking much now, so Claire took the food he gave her and sat down. She smiled up at him before continuing to eat. It was so good to have something like this. She never thought airline food would actually taste good, but after that terrifying crash.. Claire was just glad to be alive to have the food!

She continued eating, slowly becoming full. Of course it only took one of the trays, surprisingly. She kept the other one and set it aside, but made sure no one took it.

"So, why were you on the plane?" She asked the larger man, looking up at him from where she sat in the sand.


Hurley

Smiling and scratching his sideburns a little.

" I went to see if I could find the answers that I had been looking for from this Dude down in Sydney....Turns out he didn't help at all. Barely made the flight, ran all the way through the airport just to get on the plane. Don't know how they even decided to let me on that quick through security all sweaty and frantic n stuff. After Sept 11 especially. Aren't I the lucky one? I made it just in time."

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Kate

Chuckling quietly at her as she showed her how to cross the ends of the poles over each other and then lash them together. Sticking it upwards into the sand. Standing back to look at it.

" There!" Brushing her hands on her cargos and tucking a sweaty strand of dark curl behind her ear.

" That's the frame...Now watch this..."


Going to the nearest tree and ripping off an arm full of big leaves.Beginning to place them like roofing tiles over the frame, till it was completely covered.

" See...if it rains...it acts like a natural barrier. My Dad was a US Ranger. Taught me all kinds of stuff when I was a kid..." Raising an eyebrow.

Taking her by the hand and standing her beneath the shelter.

" It's all yours...I'll build another one."

Gentle smile.

" You did a great job...Now if anyone asks you can tell them you made it and show em how."

Quietly looking at her.

" I ...better get started ..."

Walking a little away.

Calling over her shoulder.

" I know it's not the Ritz but it'll keep you dry."

Sun:

Boone Walked over to the couple and was asking them about blankets and water.

The man didn't seem to care about anything but the girl under him. He answered something about He didn't have any.

The lady however pointed to the bags next to Sun, and said to take whatever.

She bent over to look through the bags, she saw one blanket and put it under her arm. She also grabbed a sweat shirt and a pair of socks, She wondered if she should get anything out for Boone, No. he can decide what he wants

She smiled at him as he walked over to her the bags.

" I found a blanket!" she held it up " It the last one though"

Goodwin

Goodwin started to run out of breath, and went back to Ethan, motioning to go back to the surface. As they resurfaced, Goodwin took a few deep breaths. He turned to Ethan. "Find anything?"

Ethan shook his head, water dripping out of his hair. "Just stuff that you'd expect to find in carry-on luggage...people's cell phones and allergy meds and stuff like that," he called over the sounds of the waves. "But it's better than goin' back to shore empty handed."


"I found the tranceiver. Better in our hands than theirs, right? Any ideas where this manifest might be? You don't think they've already found it, do you?"

"I doubt it. It would have been in the nose..." Ethan pointed down. "In the cockpit. And obviously, no one's been down there but us...we should try again."

Claire

She smirked. "Yeah well, seeing as as we are, I wouldn't call it very lucky." She said. "I think it would have been much more lucky if you had missed the plane."

She looked out towards the water again, seeing the two men pulling out som luggage. She hoped they could find her bags, but so far, they hadn't.

Boone Carlyle

Sawyer

"Nope, you might check with some of the other people around here. The ones still breathin', I might add." Sawyer said. "But I ain't got nothin' I can I part with." He wouldn't even if he could.

Boone looked at the stuff he had, and then at the five bags that he had picked through and then abandoned. It was like a carcus that had already been gone over by the wolves, and the rest of the animals were now coming over hesitantly to pick at the leftovers. It wasn't right. It wasn't fair.

Here they were, after crashing on some island, and this guy was collecting everything he could and keeping it for himself.

"Hey! What the hell? That isn't right! We're all here together, y'know, maybe you should stop being so selfish and show a little charity?"

Ana-Lucia:

"Take whatever,.. there are only 5 bottles of water so be sparing."

Boone looked at the woman, at the picked-over bags that she spoke of, and then sighed heavily and dropped down and began searching through them. He shouldn't try and pick a fight now. It was getting late, and he still needed to see Shannon... he might as well just give in and be a good little animal and pick at the carcus.

Sun quickly joined him.

Sun:

"I found a blanket!" she held it up " It the last one though"

He felt the fabric.

"It's wet too." He found the bags with the water, and took one, noticing grimly that now there were only three left. Was this all the water they had?? "Well, that's all we can use for now... at least, I think so..." He opened up another bag, finding it full of woman's clothes. "Here's some clothes, if you want them..."

Sun:


Boone didnt seem very happy with the man. He walked over to the bags and rummaged through them. When she showed him the blanket

He felt the fabric.

"It's wet too." He found the bags with the water, and took one, noticing grimly that now there were only three left. Was this all the water they had?? "Well, that's all we can use for now... at least, I think so..." He opened up another bag, finding it full of woman's clothes. "Here's some clothes, if you want them..."

She looked in the bag and pulled out a pair of jeans, leaving some clothes for the other women.

She Smiled at him,

"Do you want to go find you sister?" i can get a sip of water now and you can take the rest for you and her" Sun didn't want to intrude or sound at all presumptuous.

She didn't want to be alone, but Boone needed to see his sister she thought.

She smiled at him waiting for his response.

Juliet Burke

They had gone into the jungle, and had begun to collect wood. When they had started, they could barely see. But they needed to get wood, to start a fire, so everyone could stay warm as the tempatures dipped. Juliet, although she wasn't familiar with this part of the jungle, still managed to work her way over the tree roots and through the bushes with ease.

She didn't know this area, but she knew this island.

With an armful of dried sticks, Juliet finally noticed that she had lost track of Locke and Libby. And looking around, she found that she couldn't figure out where she had come from. She stopped herself and took a deep breath, listening hard for the sound of the beach in the distance. But she didn't hear the beach, instead, she heard...

...whispers?

Juliet began walking again, moving towards them. She found herself running into something. She instinctively dropped the sticks she was holding, and silently grabbed whoever it was, only to find herself staring into the face of Tracy. Her eyes were wide. Juliet put her finger over her mouth, picked up the sticks, and then began to move quickly away, acting like that hadn't happened.

Libby

"Hello? John, is that you? Juliet? Who's there?"

Juliet froze again, trying to place where that sound was coming from, and then began walking towards it.

"Libby!? Where are you?"

She began to walk a bit quicker now, wondering if she had heard the whispers like she had, afraid that if she would walk towards them and saw the people watching her camp... that they... that they would kill her. Juliet was practically running now.

"LIBBY!?"

John

"Libby!"

Another voice, calling from her left. She looked towards it, and the next thing she knew, she was running right into someone else. This time it wasn't only the bundle of sticks that dropped, Juliet found herself falling straight onto the ground as well. She sat there in a moment, in shock, and then turned to look at the person she had run into this time.

"Libby?"

John

"Libby!"

Juliet Burke

"Libby!? Where are you?"

"LIBBY!?"

"Libby?"


Libby heard the voices all around her and spun round where she stood. She dropped her sticks and started running in the direction she thought was the beach.

"jOHN!! JULIET!! WHERE ARE YOU??"Libby realised it was getting extremly dark, and she was beginning to feel really afraid. She stopped running and tried to gather her thoughts and think rationally.

If I stay still, they are more likely to find me. And God knows what's in this jungle...

"John??!! Juliet??!! I'm here, where are you???!!"

Boone Carlyle

He watched her pull out a pair of jeans, and only that. Boone couldn't help but smile at her. She wasn't being selfish like that other guy, but actually cared for other people. Unlike Shannon... whose only care seemed to be for herself. He couldn't help but notice that she smiled back.

Sun:

"Do you want to go find you sister? I can get a sip of water now and you can take the rest for you and her" Sun didn't want to intrude or sound at all presumptuous.

"Yeah, that would be nice." Boone said, trying to be pleasant. "She's probably wrapped in the fetal position right now, unsure on what to do... she can be... self-centered sometimes." He smiled, looking over his shoulder, seeing Shannon then with that dark haired woman and a crude shelter by the jungle. And she was... was she actually smiling????

"I got to go..." he said, kind of distracted, suddenly looking back at her. "I'll come and find you later. We can... hang out or something."

A smile.

"Well, c'ya..."

Giving her an awkward hug and then pulling away, standing and then walking over to where Shannon was. He looked back at her.

"You can keep the water, I'm not really thirsty." Liar.

He turned his attention to where he was going, and suddenly swerved to avoid stepping on a sleeping -- no, dead -- body. Boone looked up, seeing Shannon not that far away, obviously talking to some woman. And smiling. Ugh. Why was she smiling without him there?? He walked faster now, and as he got closer he noticed that the woman she was talking with was making a second tent.

"Hey!" Boone said suddenly., this outcry towards the woman building the tent. "What are you doing??"

He walked faster now, looking at Shannon, a look of anger on his face. Boone reached forward, grabbing her by the wrist.

"Shannon! I can't believe you! What the heck do you think you are doing?"

Sawyer

Ahh, right how could I forget. " she said winking at him.

He smiled to her.

Playfully Punching him the arm at his last Guess..

" you would like that wouldn't you"

"Oh I wouldn't throw you outta bed for bein' on." He said.

she took another drink.. Damn I am so going to have a hell of a hangover in the morning.

" No... I'm.. was..a.." she took another drink. " I was a cop."

Holy sh*t, he thought. I'm sittin' here half naked with a cop.

she stared into the fire, and drank some more, trying to re-bury the memories of when she got shot.

after awhile she glanced back over to Sawyer

" How 'bout you?"

Should I tell her, he thought. "I, uhm, went to find somethin." He said. "But it wasn't there."

Shannon

Kate was building the tent, and Shannon was standing there, more or less just watching her, lifting a branch or a leaf whenever she had the chance, trying to help at least.

She's sweaty...

Smile.Kate
" See...if it rains...it acts like a natural barrier. My Dad was a US Ranger. Taught me all kinds of stuff when I was a kid..."
" It's all yours...I'll build another one.""Wow... My dad only ever took me... well.. He was a corporate man.. He liked restaurants and the ballet..."

She perked her lips a little, and said silently:

"I wish I had learned too..."

Kate took her hand, and it was like an electrical explosion. She didn't know what to do. It was like an indecisive magnet... they could either push away or attract.Kate
" You did a great job...Now if anyone asks you can tell them you made it and show em how."She blushed.

"I didn't do almost anything... You did this..."

The contact was broken and Kate turned to leave. Shannon sighed a little, disappointed, but she smiled anyway.Kate
" I ...better get started ..."
" I know it's not the Ritz but it'll keep you dry.""Thank you so much, Kate.. I would help with yours, but I think I'd be doing a lot more of standing in the way than actually helping..."

She chuckled.

Then she saw Boone coming, rushing over. He didn't look happy, and then he grabbed her arm, hard, and squeezed it, screaming at her.Boone Carlyle
"Hey!" "What are you doing??"
"Shannon! I can't believe you! What the heck do you think you are doing?"She glared at him and tried to pull her arm back, but he was holding too tight.

"Let go of me!!! What the hell do you think I'm doing? Huh?"

Kate

Kneeling down with her back to the situation, when she heard shouting.


"Let go of me!!! What the hell do you think I'm doing? Huh?"


Head turning to see a scrawny yuppie figure grabbing Shannon. Frowning and up on one knee...but then stopping to see how the situation would play itself out.

Watching and continuing to build her lean to...

Boone Carlyle

She tried to pull back, to get away from him, but he only held on tighter. He couldn't believe Shannon was doing this. It wasn't right. Nothing was right on this island. Nothing.

Shannon

"Let go of me!!! What the hell do you think I'm doing? Huh?"

"You're doing what you always do, you're using her!" Pointing angrily at the dark-haired woman who was still busily building her tent. "What? You think that just because I am not here to take care of your every need that you can just turn around and got on the nice side of some woman so she can build you a tent."

He kept a firm grasp on Shannon's wrist, and looked over at the dark-haired woman.

"Look, I'm sorry about her. Why don't you just take the tent you build for her and live there? Shannon and I can find our own place to stay. I don't want to waste your time..."

Looking at Shannon out at the corner of his eye, still furious that she would do such a thing. What the hell was her problem?

Sun:

He seemed anxious to find his sister, but he seemed annoyed with her

Yeah, that would be nice." Boone said, trying to be pleasant. "She's probably wrapped in the fetal position right now, unsure on what to do... she can be... self-centered sometimes." He smiled,She didnt really know what to say, he just smiled and nodded.

I got to go..." he said, kind of distracted, suddenly looking back at her. "I'll come and find you later. We can... hang out or something."

A smile.

"Well, c'ya..."He seemed to be in a hurry to get over to his sister.. she must be the tall blond girl.

She smiled back at him, " Thank You again, Boone"


Giving her an awkward hug and then pulling away, standing and then walking over to where Shannon was. He looked back at her.

"You can keep the water, I'm not really thirsty."
The hug, though awkward was nice. He was a sweet man.

" Bye. Boone "

She Didn't believe him about the water, but she let him go

She watched as he charged over to his sister shouting at her, and grabbing her wrist.. he seemed very different around her. I wonder what happened with them.

Sun Picked a nice spot on the beach and layed out the blanket. She rolled the sweat shirt up to use as a pillow. She got a drink of water and layed her head down. She was so tired, she could feel her eye lids getting heavy. She stayed there soaking in the day.. and drifting into sleep.


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Ana-Lucia:


Sawyer seemed to tense up a bit when she told him she used to be a cop..

Damn, you just had to be honest.. what did she think.. he certainly wasn't her idea of someone who never encountered the law.

Should I tell her, he thought. "I, uhm, went to find somethin." He said. "But it wasn't there."
He had a secret.. something he didn't want her to know..of coarse she had one too.

Ana decided to let it be, to just enjoy him, rescue would be here in the morning and she probably wouldn't ever see him again.

She sighed.

" I hope you find it Sawyer " she said sincerely.

waiting a while just in silence she stretched a bit, yawning

"its getting late.. we should try to get some sleep" she said tossing aside the now empty bottle of Vodka.

John

Juliet Burke


...whispers?

"Libby!? Where are you?"

John heard Juliet calling out for Libby, as well. He started to make his way towards her voice. But where was Libby?

She began to walk a bit quicker now, wondering if she had heard the whispers like she had, afraid that if she would walk towards them and saw the people watching her camp... that they... that they would kill her. Juliet was practically running now.

"LIBBY!?"

Another voice, calling from her left. She looked towards it, and the next thing she knew, she was running right into someone else. This time it wasn't only the bundle of sticks that dropped, Juliet found herself falling straight onto the ground as well. She sat there in a moment, in shock, and then turned to look at the person she had run into this time.

"Libby?"

Feeling someone run into him, John glanced down to see Jules on the ground. Reaching down to help her up, he laughed slightly. "Not the last time I checked."

Libby heard the voices all around her and spun round where she stood. She dropped her sticks and started running in the direction she thought was the beach.

"jOHN!! JULIET!! WHERE ARE YOU??"Libby realised it was getting extremly dark, and she was beginning to feel really afraid. She stopped running and tried to gather her thoughts and think rationally.

"She's over that way," John said, when he finally heard Libby's voice.

If I stay still, they are more likely to find me. And God knows what's in this jungle...

"John??!! Juliet??!! I'm here, where are you???!!"

"Over here, Libby!" John called out. "Follow my voice." Turhning to Juliet, he said, "We should stay put and let her come to us." He then turned back in the direction he had last heard Libby. "Can you hear me, Libby?"

ShannonBoone Carlyle
"You're doing what you always do, you're using her!" Pointing angrily at the dark-haired woman who was still busily building her tent. "What? You think that just because I am not here to take care of your every need that you can just turn around and got on the nice side of some woman so she can build you a tent."She fought furiously to get him to loosen the grip.

"What the hell are you talking about?? I'm not using any..."

He interrupted her.Boone Carlyle
"Look, I'm sorry about her. Why don't you just take the tent you build for her and live there? Shannon and I can find our own place to stay. I don't want to waste your time...""F*** YOU BOONE!!! I was NOT making her do this! We were talking, and she wanted to teach me! I didn't make her do anything for me!! You... GO AWAY BOONE!!! GO AWAY!!!"

She tore her arm free and cursed the tears that were running down her cheeks. Then she pushed him as hard as she could, and turned blushing away from Kate, not wanting her to see the anger and tears, and the embarrassment of HIM parenting her.

Kate


"Look, I'm sorry about her. Why don't you just take the tent you build for her and live there? Shannon and I can find our own place to stay. I don't want to waste your time..."


Standing up after watching her freak out...Saying calmly to him.

" Hey...You've got it all wrong. See..She taught ME how to put it together. Said it was all about how you tied the knots, just like in sailing. I've never been sailing myself so I would have no clue. Shannon really helped."

Shrugging.

" I just think being her Brother you might have known that about her." Smiling.

" My bad."

Juliet Burke

She looked up from where she lay, sprawled face down in the dirt, to see John standing over her. Juliet smiled mildly, glad it was him and not another one of Ben's people. He reached down to help her. At first, she stared at the hand, and then accepted it and he pulled her to her feet.

John

"Not the last time I checked."

"Yeah, well, sorry about that... I guess I got a little confused." she shivered, wondering how she had lost her cool. "I was out there, and just started to freak out and I ran... and... well, let's not talk about it?"

Libby

"JOHN!! JULIET!! WHERE ARE YOU??"

Juliet turned to the voice, eyes straining to see something... anything... in the darkness before her.

John

"She's over that way," John said, when he finally heard Libby's voice.

"Yeah... do you think she's alright?"

"John??!! Juliet??!! I'm here, where are you???!!"

He began to call out to her, at which point Juliet beant down and began to pick up the sticks of firewood she had collected. She had gathered them all up when Locke looked back down at her and spoke.

"We should stay put and let her come to us."

"I agree. Wandering aimlessly though the jungle is a little pointless, isn't it? Plus... the beach is right here..."

She looked out over the expanse of white sand.

"Look, someone already has a fire going... but that isn't going to help everyone. We need to create at least two or three more. There are... well, a lot of people."
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Boone Carlyle

Shannon

"F*** YOU BOONE!!! I was NOT making her do this! We were talking, and she wanted to teach me! I didn't make her do anything for me!! You... GO AWAY BOONE!!! GO AWAY!!!"

Shannon tore her arm free, and then pushed him back a few steps. He stared at her, mouth wide. What was her problem? Why the hell was she insisting to continue to lie about this stuff? Tears streaked down her cheeks, her face red, and Boone couldn't get over the fact that she had to continue to lie after she'd been caught.

"Oh, yeah RIGHT, Shannon. Like you've wanted to learn anything, EVER."

Kate

"Hey...You've got it all wrong. See..She taught ME how to put it together. Said it was all about how you tied the knots, just like in sailing. I've never been sailing myself so I would have no clue. Shannon really helped."

Boone's eyes darted at the dark-haired woman, his face red. Looking at her shrug, as if she knew everything about him and his sister.

"I just think being her Brother you might have known that about her. My bad."

"Why are you protecting her? Why are you protecting her? Can't you see? This is what she does! She uses people! Didn't she tell you why she was in Australia. She was seeing this guy, this real jerk of a guy. Only, she wasn't really seeing him. She was using him, to get money... from me. Because she didn't have any money, after our father died. So she pretending he was hurting her, and then I had to pay him off... to make him leave..."

He turned to Shannon, his face red still.

"That's what she does. Manipulates and uses people to get what she wants. In my case, money... and in yours..." Looking back at her. "All she wanted was a place to sleep. Now why don't you just f*** off and leave us alone. Shannon never lifted her finger to work in her life."

He knew that was a lie, but that didn't matter. All that mattered was showing this woman that she was wrong about his sister, that she ought to just leave the two of them alone.

John
"Over here, Libby!" John called out. "Follow my voice." Turhning to Juliet, he said, "We should stay put and let her come to us." He then turned back in the direction he had last heard Libby. "Can you hear me, Libby?"

Libby turned and started walking in the direction of John's voice. "John?" She walked through some thick undergrowth, scratching her arms and face, but not wanting to turn away from John's voice.

She fell through the last bit of undergrowth, onto the beach and into John's arms.

She picked herself up quickly, embarressed, knowing she looked a sight.

"thanks." She said, shyly.

ShannonBoone Carlyle
"Oh, yeah RIGHT, Shannon. Like you've wanted to learn anything, EVER.""What the hell are you talking about??"

She stomped her feet.Boone Carlyle
"Why are you protecting her? Why are you protecting her? Can't you see? This is what she does! She uses people! Didn't she tell you why she was in Australia. She was seeing this guy, this real jerk of a guy. Only, she wasn't really seeing him. She was using him, to get money... from me. Because she didn't have any money, after our father died. So she pretending he was hurting her, and then I had to pay him off... to make him leave..."She just screamed at him during most of his speech. Not sure whether it was to block out his words that were hurting so badly, or to prevent Kate from hearing them. Kate who was the only person who had taken her serious, ever...

When he was done, she sat down inside the tent, hugging her own knees and crying. He had ruined everything for her...again.Boone Carlyle
"That's what she does. Manipulates and uses people to get what she wants. In my case, money... and in yours..." Looking back at her. "All she wanted was a place to sleep. Now why don't you just f*** off and leave us alone. Shannon never lifted her finger to work in her life."She looked up at him.

"Don't you DARE talk to her like that! You go away Boone! You're not wanted here anyway. Get away from me!!!!!"

She glanced at Kate through teary eyes and pleaded her to stay. She felt all numb inside, and she definately wanted nothing to do with Boone.

Kate


Boone Carlyle

"Why are you protecting her? Why are you protecting her? Can't you see? This is what she does! She uses people! Didn't she tell you why she was in Australia. She was seeing this guy, this real jerk of a guy. Only, she wasn't really seeing him. She was using him, to get money... from me. Because she didn't have any money, after our father died. So she pretending he was hurting her, and then I had to pay him off... to make him leave..."

He turned to Shannon, his face red still.

"That's what she does. Manipulates and uses people to get what she wants. In my case, money... and in yours..." Looking back at her. "All she wanted was a place to sleep. Now why don't you just f*** off and leave us alone. Shannon never lifted her finger to work in her life."



Tilting her head to the side, eyes narrowing.

" I can see that you are suffering from Starbucks withdrawl and while my heart bleeds for you. You are not the one in tears right now. You aren't the one being verbally abused by someone you are supposed to feel protected by."

Staring harder at him, not wavering.

" If you want to pass the manipulation buck God's Gift...Then you sir...Have just crashed the wrong party."

John

Juliet Burke




"Yeah, well, sorry about that... I guess I got a little confused." she shivered, wondering how she had lost her cool. "I was out there, and just started to freak out and I ran... and... well, let's not talk about it?"



Juliet turned to the voice, eyes straining to see something... anything... in the darkness before her.



"Yeah... do you think she's alright?"

"We'll have to keep calling to her," John replied. "Libby!" he shouted again, starting to get slightly worried. However, he did not want to alarm Juliet.


"I agree. Wandering aimlessly though the jungle is a little pointless, isn't it? Plus... the beach is right here..."

She looked out over the expanse of white sand.

"Look, someone already has a fire going... but that isn't going to help everyone. We need to create at least two or three more. There are... well, a lot of people."

John also noticed the fire.However, rather than reply to Juliet he called out again. "Libby, can you hear me?"

Libby turned and started walking in the direction of John's voice. "John?" She walked through some thick undergrowth, scratching her arms and face, but not wanting to turn away from John's voice.

"I hear her," John said, relief evident in his voice. "Over hear, Libby!"


She fell through the last bit of undergrowth, onto the beach and into John's arms.


"Careful," John laughed, as the woman collided with him. What was it with women crashing into him that day? Had the island given him some kind of magnetic pull. The thought caused him to laugh to himself.

She picked herself up quickly, embarressed, knowing she looked a sight.

"thanks." She said, shyly.

"Think nothing of it," John replied, with a smile. "Glad you made it back safely. There's no telling what's out in those woods." He then glanced toward the fire. "I suggest we add some wood to that fire and make it bigger."

Sawyer

She sighed.

" I hope you find it Sawyer " she said sincerely.

"It ain't worth lookin' for, Ana." He whispered. "It ain't worth it."

waiting a while just in silence she stretched a bit, yawning

"its getting late.. we should try to get some sleep" she said tossing aside the now empty bottle of Vodka.

"Yea, you need to get some rest." he layed there, holding Ana, knowing he'd never sleep tonight, but he wanted her to rest.

Ana-Lucia:

Whatever it was it must have been painful for him, because he got really solemn.

"It ain't worth lookin' for, Ana." He whispered. "It ain't worth it."

She layed down and rested her head on his chest. She was so tired.

"Yea, you need to get some rest." he layed there, holding Ana, knowing he'd never sleep tonight, but he wanted her to rest.

she smiled up at him and softly said

"good night Sawyer"

and set her head back down, and closed her eyes. For a while she layed there listening to his heart beat, and feeling his chest rise and fall with each breath.
contently silent, happy to feel safe from the reality of the crash and all the worries of survival.

Before long she was asleep.

Sawyer

"good night Sawyer"

"G'night sugar." He said. He put his arm up and rested his head on the palm of his hand. He felt Ana's warm hand on his chest. "Sleep well." He whispered.

But Sawyer didn't sleep. He couldn't.

John
"Careful," John laughed, as the woman collided with him. What was it with women crashing into him that day? Had the island given him some kind of magnetic pull. The thought caused him to laugh to himself.

"Think nothing of it," John replied, with a smile. "Glad you made it back safely. There's no telling what's out in those woods." He then glanced toward the fire. "I suggest we add some wood to that fire and make it bigger."

"Yes, good idea. Libby quickly grabbed a few dead twigs from the ground and made her way over to the fire. She felt very flustered, her heart was beating fast, and she knew that wasn't just from being scared in the woods. She looked back at John and smiled, then looked away quickly before he saw her looking. She smiled to herself, and, very confused, felt her stomach do the smallest of flips.
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Ethan shook his head, water dripping out of his hair. "Just stuff that you'd expect to find in carry-on luggage...people's cell phones and allergy meds and stuff like that," he called over the sounds of the waves. "But it's better than goin' back to shore empty handed."

"I doubt it. It would have been in the nose..." Ethan pointed down. "In the cockpit. And obviously, no one's been down there but us...we should try again."

"Yeah, you're right. Come on then." Goodwin took another huge breath, and dove back under the surface. He headed straight for the cockpit, and swam in through a hole in the windscreen. Throwing the bodies of the pilot and co pilot out of the way, he searched. He found a torch, and switched it on, luckily it worked.

He shone the torch all over the cockpit, and it finally fell on a little metal box. Goodwin picked it up, and managed to break the lock. He opened it slightly, not wanting to get too much water in it, and saw a long list of names.

Bingo...

He swan through to the fuselage, found Ethan and signalled that he had found it. He could feel himself starting to go a bit light headed from lack of air, so he signalled to Ethan to go to the surface.

He gasped air back into his lungs when he broke the surface. He turned to Ethan, a big grin on his face. "Got it..."

"Yes, good idea. Libby quickly grabbed a few dead twigs from the ground and made her way over to the fire. She felt very flustered, her heart was beating fast, and she knew that wasn't just from being scared in the woods. She looked back at John and smiled, then looked away quickly before he saw her looking. She smiled to herself, and, very confused, felt her stomach do the smallest of flips.

John gathered some more sticks and branches and also made his way to the fire. Throwing them onto the burning pile, he stood back to study the fire. "That should be good enough for now," he said to Libby. Glancing around the beach, he could see that a lot of people had started to prepare for their first night on the island. However, he was not ready to do so himself. "I'm going to see what has not been salvaged," John finally added, turning back to the woman. "There are several items that have floated ashore over there," he pointed down the beach. He still hoped he might find some of his own belongings. If not, he was sure he'd find something that would be useful. In the morning, John planned on locating the individuals who had pulled some of the luggage from the plane. But for now, he'd do his own search.

John gathered some more sticks and branches and also made his way to the fire. Throwing them onto the burning pile, he stood back to study the fire. "That should be good enough for now," he said to Libby. Glancing around the beach, he could see that a lot of people had started to prepare for their first night on the island. However, he was not ready to do so himself. "I'm going to see what has not been salvaged," John finally added, turning back to the woman. "There are several items that have floated ashore over there," he pointed down the beach. He still hoped he might find some of his own belongings. If not, he was sure he'd find something that would be useful. In the morning, John planned on locating the individuals who had pulled some of the luggage from the plane. But for now, he'd do his own search.

"Ok, erm, I'll come with you!" Libby said quickly. She didn't want to be left alone right now, she was certain she had heard voices other that John and Juliet's in the jungle, and besides, she didn't really feel comfortable being left alone with Juliet anyway.

Plus, she felt drawn to John, she wanted to spend some time with him, get to know him a bit better.

She smiled at him. "Is that ok?"

"Ok, erm, I'll come with you!" Libby said quickly. She didn't want to be left alone right now, she was certain she had heard voices other that John and Juliet's in the jungle, and besides, she didn't really feel comfortable being left alone with Juliet anyway.

Plus, she felt drawn to John, she wanted to spend some time with him, get to know him a bit better.

She smiled at him. "Is that ok?"

John didn't mind the company, but had somewhat hoped to search on his own. However, he could think of no good reason to tell her otherwise so he welcomed her. "Sure. That'd be fine," he replied, smiling at the woman.

He gasped air back into his lungs when he broke the surface. He turned to Ethan, a big grin on his face. "Got it..."

Ethan treaded water, grinning back. "Great. I didn't wanna have to dive again." He winced. "It was starting to give me a headache..." He began to swim towards shore, dragging the last bag he'd grabbed along with him. "Hide that somewhere, until we can get a good look at it."

Juliet Burke

Juliet stood there next to Locke, eyes scanning the jungle as she heard Libby approaching. She stood there, listening, as the crashing through the jungle grew louder, and suddenly Libby was there... and in John's arms.

Libby

"Thanks." She said, shyly.

John

"Careful. Think nothing of it," John replied, with a smile. "Glad you made it back safely. There's no telling what's out in those woods." He then glanced toward the fire. "I suggest we add some wood to that fire and make it bigger."

She nodded, and watched as John began to gather some more sticks and branches. Juliet herself went near the large group of people and began to set up a seperate firepit. She made it look like a tepee, with a bunch of dry leaves at it's center. John was just throwing some of the wood he collected into the other fire when Juliet went over with a long stick and caught fire to it, then using it to start her fire on the other side of the beach.

"I'm going to see what has not been salvaged," John finally added, turning back to the woman. "There are several items that have floated ashore over there,"

"Ok, erm, I'll come with you! Is that ok?"

"Sure. That'd be fine," he replied, smiling at the woman.

Juliet looked at the two of them, smiling to herself.

"Well, you two have fun out there. I think I'm just gonna find my husband and find a place to sleep. I'm tired..."

Forcing a yawn, to show that she was.

"Goodnight guys, thanks for letting me help you."

She smiled at the two of them and then walked down the beach, towards the water, looking for Goodwin. She did not see him and wondered if he was still in the plane.

John didn't mind the company, but had somewhat hoped to search on his own. However, he could think of no good reason to tell her otherwise so he welcomed her. "Sure. That'd be fine," he replied, smiling at the woman.

Libby smiled, surprised at how pleased she felt that John agreed to let her help him search for bags. "Great! Shall we go?"



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Goodwin

Ethan treaded water, grinning back. "Great. I didn't wanna have to dive again." He winced. "It was starting to give me a headache..." He began to swim towards shore, dragging the last bag he'd grabbed along with him. "Hide that somewhere, until we can get a good look at it."

"Sure thing," Goodwin said, struggling to wipe the grin off his face. He followed Ethan and swam to the shore. When they reached the beach, he turned to Ethan. "We'll come and find you later, ok?"

He turned and looked for Juliet. He saw her talking to a bald guy and a blonde haired woman, and frowned slightly. Don't get involved...

He watched as the woman and man started to walk away, and saw Juliet looking for him on the water. Trying to hide the box with the manifest, he made his way round behind her.

He grabbed her from behind, and kissed her deeply. "Guess what I found..." He grinned. "Come on, I need to hide it somewhere."

He took her hand and led her back up the beach a little way. "You get a fire going, and I will go and bury this in the jungle." He said kissing her again. "Won't be long."

He jogged towards the jungle, hugging the box to his chest. Once he was a little way in, he checked no one had followed him and dug a hole to bury the box. Once he was finished, and was sure he'd remember where it was, he made his way back to Juliet. He sat down and put his arm round her.

"So... What'd I miss? Learn anything interesting?"

((OOC: I think it's time for everyone to begin to get to sleep. The Others will be coming tonight... ;) At least, in thread time, in human time it should be tomorrow. :)))

Boone Carlyle

During his rant he couldn't help but notice how much Shannon acted like a little baby. Screaming and stomping like some little snot-nosed brat on a temper tantrum. Boone just went on and on, keeping up the pace, his voice rising higher than Shannon's scream could reach.

When his rant was done, she sat inside her tent and curled up in a ball like a selfish little kid, crying her eyes out. Boone only stared at her, that love he had felt replaced by an anger...

Shannon

"Don't you DARE talk to her like that! You go away Boone! You're not wanted here anyway. Get away from me!!!!!"

"FINE! I'll go! Let's just see how long you'll last without me! Because ever since we were kids, you have always relied on me. You can't just drop me now!"

Kate

"I can see that you are suffering from Starbucks withdrawl and while my heart bleeds for you. You are not the one in tears right now. You aren't the one being verbally abused by someone you are supposed to feel protected by. If you want to pass the manipulation buck God's Gift...Then you sir...Have just crashed the wrong party."

Boone looked at this woman, and began to wonder why she had a stick up her a** about him. Couldn't she see that Shannon was just using her? That she'll be dropped by her as soon as she could? That was what Shannon does, what she has always done... and it wasn't going to change just because she crashed on her island.

"You leave me the hell alone." he said, face red. "And have the best of luck with her. I'm sure you'll be begging for some alone time by tomorrow evening, she has a way of rubbing people the wrong way..."

And without another word, he was walking away, kicking up stand as he stormed across the beach. Boone looked around the darkened beach, and seeing that many people were going to sleep. But he had nowhere to sleep, now that Shannon was being a brat. He walked a little aimlessly, until he found himself standing above Sun.

He lay down a few feet away from her, head resting on the sand, as a fire crackled nearby. Boone slowly drifted off to sleep...
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Juliet Burke

She had been searching the water for Goodwin when she suddenly felt someone grab her from behind. She whirled around, and just caught sight of Goodwin when his mouth met hers. Juliet kissed back, eagerly, and only broke it off when he pulled away to speak.

Goodwin

"Guess what I found..." He grinned. "Come on, I need to hide it somewhere."

"You found it?" she asked, smiling. "Yeah, and be careful... I don't want you to be in there for too long. I think someone is already suspicious of me..." Thinking of Libby and how she looked at her. "I don't know why, but I think I need to try and make friends with her..."

As she talked, he grabbed her hand and walked up the beach a little.

"You get a fire going, and I will go and bury this in the jungle." He said kissing her again. "Won't be long."

They kissed briefly, and then he was off again... running quickly into the jungle, the box at his side. Juliet went over to the leftover wood she had brought back, and built a small fire for her and Goodwin. After taking a stick from one of the fires that was going, she lit the one she had just made and lay sideways in the sand beside it. It was only then did a wave of tiredness hit her.

Goodwin returned a little while later, and lay down with her, his arms around her.

"So... What'd I miss? Learn anything interesting?"

Juliet shook her head, burrowing her head into Goodwin's arms.

"Oh, nothing much... I found out a few names. There's John and Libby -- she's the one that seems suspicious of me -- Claire, and some other people..."

She yawned, looking up at him, kissing him deeply.

"I'm getting tired, honey..."

Juliet Burke

"Well, you two have fun out there. I think I'm just gonna find my husband and find a place to sleep. I'm tired..."

Forcing a yawn, to show that she was.

"Goodnight guys, thanks for letting me help you."

"Thank you," John replied. "Goodnight."

She smiled at the two of them and then walked down the beach, towards the water, looking for Goodwin. She did not see him and wondered if he was still in the plane.

John watched as Juliet walked away.

[quote=AnOtherGoodGuy;1524912]Libby smiled, surprised at how pleased she felt that John agreed to let her help him search for bags. "Great! Shall we go?"

Bringing his attention back to Libby, John nodded his head. He then lead the way to the area where he had seen several items laying about. Several suitcases had floated ashore and they now lay open, all of their contents soaked. "If these clothes are washed and hung to dry, someone should be able to get some use out of them," he said to Libby. John spotted a backpack nearby and walked over to it. "This'll come in handy," he said, plucking it off the ground. "Although, I'm sure it's contents are useless." Peeking inside, John saw some soaked notebooks and other items. A few feet away the man spotted a small case. "I don't believe it," he said, hurrying over. "I guess Oceanic didn't lose all of my luggage," John said with a chuckle, as he picked up the case.

Sawyer

He watched everyone moving around with half open eyes. He listened to Ana's soft breathing on his chest. He yawned but sleep didn't over take him. He noticed people beginning to gravitate to his fire.

"Hey, y'all wanna keep it down." He said. "She's tryin' to sleep."

Kate

After he stomped off she looked over at Shannon and shrugged smiling.

Finishing up her own lean-to and laying down underneath it. Recalling all the events of the day. Trying to stay warm in the oddly cool evening, despite the tropical climate. Looking up at the stars, and back around to the bonfires and watching how they flickered as people would walk back and forth in front of them.

Backgrounds sounds of people crying, talking, some praying...and always the sound of the waves. Putting her arm beneath her head and glancing over at Shannon's shelter. Wondering if she would be alright...

Her own green eyes slowly, slowly shutting out of sheer exhaustion.

ShannonKate
" I can see that you are suffering from Starbucks withdrawl and while my heart bleeds for you. You are not the one in tears right now. You aren't the one being verbally abused by someone you are supposed to feel protected by."\Peeking up she couldn't believe it. Kate actually defended her! She stared at them both.

Nobody does that! Nobody stands up for people like that...Boone Carlyle
"FINE! I'll go! Let's just see how long you'll last without me! Because ever since we were kids, you have always relied on me. You can't just drop me now!""You know what Boone? I was doing PERFECTLY FINE without you! I had my ballet classes, and I was going to go to the dancing academy in New York, had not that B***** you have for mother stopped me!!! you left, remember? To go to school? She could afford sending you but not me... that's cheap.... that's like something out of a 15th century novel!"

"Go to hell, Boone!"

She glared after him. Then she sat and watched, fascinated, as Kate finished her shelter. They both laid down in separate shelters with a mumble of "good night". Shannon couldn't sleep.

She was pissed, sad, alone and cold, not to mention that she fell from the sky just a few hours ago. Suddenly, without ever making any conscious decision to do it...without thinking at all really... she crawled over to Kate's tent and stared at her for a minute. Then she let a long, slender arm slide over Kate's waist, and she laid down tight into her back.

Kate

Eyes snapping open, instantly. Sitting up with a start. Ready to slug whatever it was or run...whichever came first. Staring down at her, fist literally raised.

" What?!"

Blinking still half asleep, realizing who it was and what must have happened. Lowering her arm, and touching her shoulder with a sigh.

" What the hell did he do now? Listen if this is about before...Don't think twice. We've all done......things. You know?"
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Hurley

Claire

She smirked. "Yeah well, seeing as as we are, I wouldn't call it very lucky." She said. "I think it would have been much more lucky if you had missed the plane."


.

" Yeah you got that right."

Sighing.

" Well. LIsten up ...I'm gonna go try and sleep..Whatever that is...right over there. You need anything. Give a holler alright? You're like pregnant n stuff and I wouldn't want you to get well...pregnant fright or you know...be afraid to pee if ...you gotta go or anything in the middle of the night."


Shifting his weight.

" Uhm...yeah."

Running over to his selected spot.

Ethan

Ethan stood in the shallows and watched Goodwin kiss Juliet. He felt the slightest pang of jealousy before shoving it away. Crushes were for teenagers. He splashed the rest of the way to shore, and retrieved his sandy shirt, tugging it on over his wet hair, hauling the bags they'd recovered from the first and second dives further up the shore, under a tree.

The sun was starting to set, so sat down, leaned against a tree, grimacing as he began to sort through the bags, making seperate piles for medicines, sunglasses, cell phones and anything else he found.

He watched the people move around the camp, but didn't talk unless they approached him. Someone would, more than likely...eventually. He shook a battery out of a phone, tossed it to the ground, and crushed it into the sand with his foot, listening to it crack.

This was going to be a long night.

Sun:

Sun woke from her half sleep state at voices, she sat up looking around and spotted Boone laying in the sand a few feet away. Feeling sorry for him she stood up and moved her blanket near him.

It was a large blanket and she laid half over him and set the watter bottle between them.
Re-rolling the sweatshirt as a pillow she settled back into a light sleep. there was a good 2 feet between her and Boone, but his closeness was a comfort to her. Hopefully he wouldn't mind.

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Ana-Lucia:

sleep came easier than she thought it would, considering what had happened, but voices and the fire growing hotter, made her uncomfortable. Without opening her eyes she slipped out of her jacket and tossed it aside. laying in her tank top, and moving out from under the blanket's coverage. She re-positioned and hugged onto Sawyer's chest tighter as she could hear him ask other people to be quiet for her.

Sawyer

sleep came easier than she thought it would, considering what had happened, but voices and the fire growing hotter, made her uncomfortable. Without opening her eyes she slipped out of her jacket and tossed it aside. laying in her tank top, and moving out from under the blanket's coverage. She re-positioned and hugged onto Sawyer's chest tighter as she could hear him ask other people to be quiet for her.

He lay there feeling the soft skin of her back as she held on to him tighter. He liked the feel of her in his arms and he wanted to her to stay with him, but he was what he was. Gordy told him a tiger didn't change it's stripes and he sur couldn't change his. He thought about the man he'd killed and about how Hibbs had double crossed him. He tried to sleep but it didn't come.

He thought about what he wished he was doing with Ana right now. He thought over everything including the letter and Cassidy's visit with him in prison. He also gave some thought to his daughter.

Sawyer ran his hand down Ana's back. He groaned a little as he tried to get comfortable. He kissed her forehead and closed his eyes. Sleep didn't come. It never did and Sawyer layed awake, with a woman in his arms. For the first time, a woman that he wasn't after anything from. A woman who he thought just might become important to him. She was fast on her way there. "Sleep well, sweet baby girl." He said softly.

Juliet Burke
"You found it?" she asked, smiling. "Yeah, and be careful... I don't want you to be in there for too long. I think someone is already suspicious of me..." Thinking of Libby and how she looked at her. "I don't know why, but I think I need to try and make friends with her..."

"Be careful. And why would she suspect you anyway? It's not like any of this lot are gonna expect a whole civilisation on a desert island. Especially a civilation like ours," he grinned.



"Oh, nothing much... I found out a few names. There's John and Libby -- she's the one that seems suspicious of me -- Claire, and some other people..."

She yawned, looking up at him, kissing him deeply.

"I'm getting tired, honey..."

"Claire, the pregnant one, right?" Goodwin kissed her back, and pulled her closer to him. "Go to sleep then," he said kissing her head.

Goodwin lay on the sand watching the stars. He missed his bed and his little house already. He wasn't going to sleep tonight, he knew that.

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Libby

Bringing his attention back to Libby, John nodded his head. He then lead the way to the area where he had seen several items laying about. Several suitcases had floated ashore and they now lay open, all of their contents soaked. "If these clothes are washed and hung to dry, someone should be able to get some use out of them," he said to Libby. John spotted a backpack nearby and walked over to it. "This'll come in handy," he said, plucking it off the ground. "Although, I'm sure it's contents are useless." Peeking inside, John saw some soaked notebooks and other items. A few feet away the man spotted a small case. "I don't believe it," he said, hurrying over. "I guess Oceanic didn't lose all of my luggage," John said with a chuckle, as he picked up the case.

Libby followed John, watching as he picked up some suitcases. "I'll move them away from the water, she said, as he spoke again.

"Is that yours? That's great!!" She smiled, pleased for John.

What is up with me??

Ana-Lucia:

Drifting in and out of lucid sleep, people around her started getting quiet, most likely going to sleep. She lay there half asleep, thinking about things,

thinking about her baby, and killing the man who took her child away from her.
She forced herself not to cry.

why the hell am i thinking about this?

She thought about the man whose arms she was in, how she couldn't explain how she felt about him. She hadn't had a relationship since she lost the baby, and she had forgotten how it felt to have a man care for her. laying in the cool night enjoying his presence, she tried to drift back off to sleep.

faintly she heard him whisper

"Sleep well, sweet baby girl."

she felt a smile come over her face and drifted into a peaceful sleep.

Libby

"Is that yours? That's great!!" She smiled, pleased for John.

What is up with me??

John

"As a matter of fact it is," John replied, as he smiled back at the woman. He had the case tucked securely under one arm and the backpack over the other. There were most likely other items that would be of use, but he had found what he had most hoped to find for now.

The sun had set completely and a bright moon now shown in the sky. Gazing across the ocean, John was amazed at the spectacular sight. He could see the moon and stars reflecting off the water, which stretched for endless miles. He had a feeling they might be there for awhile and found he did not mind the thought. Not at all.

"We can search more tomorrow," the man finally said, glancing back at Libby. He smiled once more before heading down the beach. Looking up to the sky for a moment, John then sat down. Gazing into the distance, he marvelled at what had occurred.

Claire

She watched Hurley, before he began talking non-stop. She smiled a bit then nodded. "Okay." She told him, before waving slightly. "Night."

She looked out at the water and let out a sigh, before letting her hand rub her belly. She looked down at it and smiled still. "We'll be fine.." she muttered to the baby inside.

ShannonKate
" What?!"She sat up again, eyes wide looking at the raised fist. Then she moved a little away again.

"I... I'm sorry--"

She didn't know what to say. She needed warmth... closeness...friendship.... someone to take her seriously, just like Kate had done during the day.

"I hate my brother."
Kate
" What the hell did he do now? Listen if this is about before...Don't think twice. We've all done......things. You know?"The touch of her hand on her shoulder felt so good. She leaned her cheek down on the hand.

"He just keeps b******* about the things I've done... Doesn't he realize that I only did it because of what his mother did to me? She took all my money!"

Looking puzzled at her.

"What kind of things?"

Juliet Burke

Goodwin

"Be careful. And why would she suspect you anyway? It's not like any of this lot are gonna expect a whole civilisation on a desert island. Especially a civilation like ours,"

"Yeah, that would sound more like a science fiction novel, or a -- a --" her voice stammered as she stifled a yawn with her wrist. " -- a t.v. show or something..."

Juliet lay her head back down on the same, the arm on her side and loosely playing with some of Goodwin's shirt. She stared at the fire not to far away, vision blurry, watching some people laying some sand not so far away.

"Claire, the pregnant one, right?" Goodwin kissed her back, and pulled her closer to him. "Go to sleep then," he said kissing her head.

"Yeah, the pregnant one..."

She rested her head back on the sand after their kiss, staring back over at the fire. Watching as sparks flew up as it crackled and popped in the cool night. Juliet could hardly believe that just a few hours ago, she had been setting up a book club meeting of her favorite book, Carrie. And now she was here, with a bunch of strangers (and Goodwin), beneath the stars on the beach...

"Goo'night." she mumbled, as her eyelids slowly closed and she drifted off to sleep.

Kate


"He just keeps b******* about the things I've done... Doesn't he realize that I only did it because of what his mother did to me? She took all my money!"

Looking puzzled at her.

"What kind of things?"


Shifting a little at the touch of the cheek on her hand.

What the hell is...happening here?

Feeling a weird feeling in the pit of her stomach. Wanting to remain quiet and shocking herself when the words left her lips.


" Someone hurt me...and I...hurt back."

Looking out over the black ocean.

ShannonKate
" Someone hurt me...and I...hurt back.""I'm sorry about that..."

She probably doesn't want to talk about that now..."

Shifting a little, looking at her and suddenly feeling very happy that it was dark.

"Would you mind--...Can I stay here tonight?"

Kate


"Would you mind--...Can I stay here tonight?"


"Well I..."

NO!

Looking around...back at her...

" I guess...it...would be okay."

Making room and laying down on the far side of the lean to.

" Good night then."

ShannonKate
"Well I..."
" I guess...it...would be okay."
" Good night then."She smiled. Her heart beat fast. Pounding against her ribs until it almost felt like it was gnawing its way out of her chest.

"Thank you... He left and I... didn't feel like sleeping alone..."

She placed herself on the other side of the tent from Kate and peeked over at her.

"Night..."

Smiling and closing her eyes.

Sawyer

She thought about the man whose arms she was in, how she couldn't explain how she felt about him. She hadn't had a relationship since she lost the baby, and she had forgotten how it felt to have a man care for her. laying in the cool night enjoying his presence, she tried to drift back off to sleep.

faintly she heard him whisper

she felt a smile come over her face and drifted into a peaceful sleep.

Sawyer finally let sleep over take him. He drifted in and out but then became more peaceful, that is until the nightmares started. The images filled his eyes, the bodies, the paramedics, his aunt carrying him, the blood soaked floor, the fear. It all flashed in front of him.

"No!" he shook himself awake. He took a few deep breaths and felt Ana still there on his chest. "Sh*t." he muttered.

Ana-Lucia:

She felt Sawyer Jerk under her and shout out

"No!"


Scared and worried she shot up and looked around,

" what!, what!"

she looked back down at him, he was awake he looked upset...

" whats wrong, what happened... are you ok? "

she sat there siting over him...she could tell something was wrong

Sawyer

Scared and worried she shot up and looked around,

"what!"

He was still tryin' to catch his breath.

she looked back down at him, he was awake he looked upset...

" whats wrong, what happened... are you ok? "

she sat there siting over him...she could tell something was wrong

"It's just...oh God." He said. "I...I just get nightmares...sometimes. Bad ones." He stared up into her eyes, tryin' to hide his tortured soul and fears.

Ana-lucia:

"It's just...oh God." He said. "I...I just get nightmares...sometimes. Bad ones." He stared up into her eyes, tryin' to hide his tortured soul and fears. Remembering her own memories that had not so long ago resurfaced, she felt deep sympathy for him and bent over him giving him a soft kiss.

Looking around, there were alot of people near them because of the fire, that cant be helping

She looked back down at him,

"Would you like to go someplace with more privacy?"

she smiled at him and wiped some his hairs off his face.