Jack couldn't believe it . His assailant lay next to him shot by Sawyer only seconds ago but this was Jack's minor problem the main one was metal rod sticking out of him just below his right collarbone.

In fact it was driven trough him with such force that it went trough pinning him to the ground.

The roar of agony was replaced now by mad panting as Jack tried to control the pain and fully understand what happened to him.

"Jack?" Sawyer's face swam into his view and Jack heard him mutter "Jesus F Christ!" as the other man studied him terrified.

Jack felt tears of pain forming in the corners of his eyes as he moaned and spat at dumbfounded Sawyer "Pull it out!"

"You want me to pull it out? "Sawyer replied finally waking from his stupor, "And then what?"

"Then if it didn't caught the artery I will live" Jack wheezed trough clenched teeth.

"Ok, ok ,don't move" he felt Sawyer's hand on his good arm and saw in his eyes something he could bet wouldn't be there –real concern.

Sawyer's hand curled around rod, just above Jack's flesh and Jack writhed in pain, streaks of tears traveling down his dirty cheeks.

"Jesus, hold still" Sawyer hissed at him then his tone got softer as he leaned closer "I'll pull it on three. Ok, doc?"

His fingers tightened on the metal as he counted "One…"and with all his strength he pulled tearing the rod out of Jack's flesh.

Jack jerked violently and Sawyer could swear he hadn't heard such howl of pain in his entire life then before he could register what was happening something hot squirted on his face and seconds later he realized with horror that it was blood.

Bright red flow pumped out of Jack's wound and Sawyer's hands almost instinctively clamped over it, his palms instantly drowned in warm slickness.

"Fuck" he cursed trying to push harder on the wound. Jack only moaned weakly as he was almost out of it now,eyes glazed and unfocused ,already going into shock. "The bleeder" he whispered in such impassive detached tone that it froze Sawyer for a second.

"What now ?" he asked ,the blood pumping trough his fingers in rhythm to Jack's frenzy heartbeat.

"What now ,what am I to do!" he was shouting now his face centimeters from Jack's but the only answer he got was soft gasp as Jack's eyes rolled back in his head as he finally passed out.

"Son of a bitch!" Sawyer hollered angry and panicking. For the next minute he tried to staunch the flow of blood but failed miserably.

"Hell" he muttered wiping the sweat out of his eyes with one bloodied hand. Grunting loudly he threw Jack's bigger frame over his shoulder in fireman's carry.

For the next minutes he stumbled trough the jungle under heavy weight of the other man, knowing that with every step Jack's life was waning.

Finally Sawyer saw the beach and others going on with their daily routines. He started shouting for help and watched as they ran to them.

Jack slid down his shoulder and panting heavily Sawyer lowered him to the ground suddenly aware that the back of his shirt was plastered to his back by Jack's blood.

Sayid and Kate reached them first and unable to scream she stumbled back whispering "What is this ?" Before Sawyer could reply Sayid words brought them down on their knees by Jack's side.

"He 's not breathing".