Execute

Summary: Sequel to Where Are They? More bad stuff happen as the "research team" prepare to leave. (A new special guest, this time!)

Rating: PG to PG-13

Chapters: 2

Notes: Ignore the chapter title

Part I - Pete and Repeat

Desmond inched forward warily in his jacket and glanced around his white cell.

Where am I?

Where are my medicine?

Where is the computer?

The last thing he remembered were black suits and big gun. He wasn't in the Hatch. Where was the Hatch! His anger flared and he charged t the door.

"I've got to hit execute!"

"Pregnant!" Dr. Gregory House screamed over the sound of the helicopter after Sawyer, A.K.A. James Ford, had told him that Kate was pregnant. "How the hell did she get pregnant!" House was acting stupid at this moment for some reason.

"Me, you idiot!" Sawyer yelled back.

"What!"

"Me!"

"What!"

Sawyer grabbed House's shirt and yelled in his face, "Me, jackass!"

"Jack told me your back round, it seems impossible!"

"I'm a surprising guy, Cane Man!" Sawyer yelled before letting go of House and walking to the helicopter.

Alison Cameron, one of House's doctors or "Ducklings" as many would call her and her colleagues, leaned over a few papers at House's desk in House's office. If House was there, he'd give her a smug remark and make her get out. Lisa Cuddy was still desperately trying to get her, Foreman and Chase to do clinic duty. James Wilson, House's best friend, had no problem. Heh, goody two-shoes. Cameron snickered. His computer beeped causing her to jump slightly and a window popped up. She had, or rather House had, a new message. She sighed and opened it.

Hey Cam, pass this on to everybody else.

("How does he know?" she wondered aloud.)

I am on my way back to an aircraft carrier in a helicopter after being through a traumatic experience. You remember that island with those forty-something survivors? Well, this Jack person called me and gave me a large sum of money to go to the island and act like a doctor. So I went to the fiendish island. The fiendish thingie that makes the loud, bad sound attacked us. I barely made it out with my cane. This is some bad-

It cut off. She stared. A knock on the door shook her from her trance and Wilson poked his head in.

"You okay?" he asked.

She nodded and motioned for him to come closer, "Come here, look at this."

He walked over and read it quickly. "That's weird. It's not like House to just hit 'enter'." he pointed out. "Something happened."

"Keep it straight! Straight, dammit!"

"Get the parachutes!"

"-the hell is that smoke!"

"What's the noise!"

"It's It!"

"We're goin' down!"

The helicopter spiraled downward towards the beach. The pilot cursed as he grabbed the radio and screamed "Mayday." House grabbed a handhold and his cane. Sawyer grabbed a parachute and jumped out followed my Michael and Danielle.

"You've gotta go, House!" Sayid yelled as he put on a parachute.

"No, I can't!" House yelled back. They suddenly heard a screech of metal and figured it wasn't the helicopter seeing that the helicopter was still spinning towards the ground. House's head smacked into the metal behind him.

"House, dammit, jump!" Sayid.

"No, my leg..." was House's reply as he surrendered himself to the black void.

"Dr. Wilson? Cameron?" Lisa Cuddy said, looking up from her computer.

"Dr. Cameron got an email from House." Wilson said, taking the print-out of the email from Cameron's grasp. "She thinks he's in trouble." He handed Cuddy the sheet.

She skimmed through it and said, "This proves nothing. It could just be a prank to annoy us all." She looked at Wilson. "What do you think?"

"I agree with Alison. It's not like House to do this."

"Fine. I'll make some calls." Cuddy said.

"Thank you." Cameron said, and turned to leave.

Sayid stumbled away from the crumpled metal that was the helicopter. He heard a distant click noise as he looked around for anybody. Blood trickled down the side of his face; he tasted blood in his mouth also. There was no sign of anybody. House was probably dead.

"Sayid!" House? "Sayid! Anybody! Help me!" A waving hand stuck out of a hole in the glass.

"House!" Sayid croaked. He ran back to the helicopter and pushed aside a piece of the landing gear. He broke the glass and reached in to help House out. "You shoulda jumped, friend." Sayid said.

"Fuck you." House said, and put his foot up to climb out. He incidentally turned on the propellers. They started slowly, but speeded up causing sand to fly up around them. House threw out his cane followed by his laptop, which landed softly in the sand. He slowly, painfully, climbed out.

"House!" Sayid called out over the sound of the dying helicopter. "We have to move!" House shook his head. "You have to!" Again he refused. "House-"

"Where is he?" Stacy, House's ex, asked Cuddy.

"Vacation." Cuddy replied curtly.

"When will he be back?"

"Soon." Cuddy said and wrote something down as her computer beeped.

"You gonna read that?" Stacy asked.

"Junk mail. From a guy at a bar."

"It says it's from Cameron."

"Later."

"Mike!" Sawyer yelled as he climbed out of the water holding his shoulder. "Sayid!" No answer. He heard a faint whirring noise. "Danielle? Anybody!" Suddenly, the water next to him exploded out as if a huge ball had fell in next to him. The monster screeched and growled as Sawyer ran screaming and cursing away into the jungle.

As soon as House heard the sound over the dying helicopter, he yelled, "I've got to get my laptop! Hand me my cane!" Sayid picked up the cane, gave it to him, and helped him up.

"No!" Sayid yelled. "Forget the laptop!"

"I need it! It's our only hope of rescue!"

"I won't leave you."

"Go, dammit! I"ll be fine!" House screamed, and shoved Sayid away.

Flash

Let me go! Just let me go! I'll be alright!

Sayid stared at him, then ran into the jungle. House hobbled over to the laptop picked it out and began to walk away just as-

There was a ghastly sound.

There was a ghastly darkness.

Michael ran down the beach after Sawyer, screaming his name and telling him to wait as the bashing noises caused by the monster faded away.

How did we get to far apart? He thought. He remembered.

Michael's parachute opened as he fell. Suddenly he was engulfed in black smoke and was pulled away as Danielle fell straight down into water. Her parachute never opened.

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