Kate and Jack walked side by side on the beach, discussing what they were going to do.
"I just think that if we switch off every two or three days or so, it would be best."
"Kate, sleeping arrangements are fine now. The showers are open to anyone who needs or wants to use them. The music, food, exercise equipment, washing machines, all are open to everyone. They can sleep in the Hatch if they want to, but no one really does." Jack stopped and turned to her, "Everyone's a bit more comfortable since Claire got back and Ethan's dead."
"I know it's just that…Sawyer?"
"Sawyer? What about him?"
"No Jack, look."
Kate ran past Jack towards Sawyer who had just emerged from the woods. He pushed someone down in front of him as others round ran to see what was happening. "Look what I found when I was walking by the Hatch."
Jack ran to them, "Sawyer, what the hell is going on here?"
"Found her watching the Hatch, who was going in, who was coming out. She had this on her." Sawyer threw a pad of paper to Jack, who caught it and looked at the contents. They were descriptions of everyone entering or leaving the Hatch. No names though, just detailed descriptions.
"What's your name?" Jack asked sharply.
The girl looked up. A cut ran down the side of her face, starting at her temple and ending at her chin. There were several scratches on her left cheek. Jack gave Sawyer a look and he shrugged back. "She pissed me off."
"Name," Jack asked again.
"Kris. Kristin Walker." She looked up at Jack and he blinked a few times when he saw her sharp green eyes look right through him.
"Where are you from Kristin?"
"Originally? Wisconsin. Now, this damned island."
Jack gave a little grin, "How long have you been here?"
"Seems like a year, but I have no clue. We tried keeping track, but-"
"We?" Jack interrupted.
"My friends and I."
"Where are your friends?"
"I'm not sure."
Jack sat back and looked up at Kate, "Get Sayid. Tell him what happened and that we'll be in the same area where we were with Sawyer early on." Kate faltered, "Now Kate!" She ran off. "Get her up Sawyer."
"What's going on? Who's Sayid?" Kris asked continuous questions that no one was going to answer. She'd just have to find out herself.
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"Please, I didn't mean to scare you. I just wandered too far away and saw people by that hatch thing. I took descriptions to see if any matched my friends missing families! You have to believe me!" No one listened. Jack, Sayid and Sawyer were in a huddle, discussing what they were about to do.
"I don't know if I can, Jack." Sayid glanced at the girl tied to the tree. "After Sawyer I-"
"Oh don't give me that bullshit Sayid. We saw what you did to Henry. You'd do it again if ya got the chance."
"It's not a hobby," He snapped back.
"Look, either way, she can't leave here, not knowing who we all are, what we all look like. We need some answers. She could be one of them." Jack paused and stared at Sayid, "Can you do it?"
"Yes."
"Okay, then lets get going." Sawyer pushed forward, gun at the ready.
"Sawyer! Not you, just me." Sayid pushed Sawyer's hand and the gun away from the girl. "My ways are much better."
