"Well?" Jack prompted.

She hesitated, and Jack saw. "Jillian! You can't actually be thinking of staying?" he laughed.

"Jack. Have fun in the jungle and with hunting. If we get rescued, I'll know it wasn't because of you. It'll be because of Ralph and his determination and priorities!" she marched to Ralph's side and linked arms with him. "Just go, and take your bad attitude and evil with you!"

Jack glared at his sister, the feminine version of him, and muttered, "you should take those twigs out of your hair. Makes you look unkept." Then to everyone, he shouted, "Fine! I don't need my baby sister bringing me down anyway! I'm leaving!"

And he was gone. "I'm 3 minutes younger!" Jill shouted after him, and breathed angrily like a dragon.

"Let's collect some firewood. It'll be dark before we know it." And she left Ralph, leaving him feeling elated and guilty for Jill had betrayed her brother for him. A small part of him said it may not be for him, but for hope and rescue….because his tribe was the right one to be in.

Meanwhile, Jack's gang disappeared from Ralph's camp and joined Jack. Some asked their new chief f they wanted him to kidnap Jill and make her join this tribe, but Jack shook his head.

"She's nothing to me. She made her choice, and I'll honor it. But it's revolting to see her with…with him. Ralph. God." He let out a crazed laugh, and Maurice looked at Roger with a small twinge of worry, but Roger shrugged and let it go.

Back with Jill, she saw some people leaving, and they knew she saw them. Bill for instance had laughed at her and shouted some vulgar words, and disappeared into the green.

"I hope the beast gets you all!" she shouted after him, but she regretted the words as soon as she said them. She still loved her brother; she didn't know what she'd do without her twin- of course they weren't like Sam and Eric.

She wondered where Simon was and didn't see him. She saw Sam and Eric, Ralph, Piggy, and the littluns…taking care of the littluns was usually her job.

There was a feast in Jack's tribe, and Ralph and Piggy went with everyone else.

Jill was never one hungry for meat, and so she sighed and went to sleep, trying to sink into a blissful blank world.

The next morning, she woke up and she stepped outside the hut and saw Ralph sitting with Piggy by the water's edge, looking solemnly out to the ocean.

They had their knees up to their chest, and their arms were wrapped around their legs.

Their hair blew in the wind, and she noted how handsome Ralph was.

"Morning Ralph." She called, but he didn't answer. She crept closer and planted a kiss on his cheek. He was aware of her now. "What's wrong with you two?" she demanded.

Ralph opened his mouth, but couldn't find the words to tell her.

Piggy, not caring, spat it out, "Simon's dead."

Jill stepped back. "What?" she whispered.

"At the feast…he came to tell us there was no beastie…something about a dead man in a parachute…and we thought he was the beastie. And we all…we stabbed him and…killed him." Ralph gulped.

"No…no you didn't. You're lying!" Jill stood up and screamed at them.

"Jill…" Ralph tried, but she cut them off. "No…no…" she stumbled off, sobbing.

She yelled for Simon as she ran through the jungle. She got to place he always went for quiet, and it was empty. She broke down and sobs wracked through her body.

She felt a hand on her shoulder, and she looked up to see her brother there.

"You!" she jumped up. "You killed him."

"We all did."

"I don't care. You're responsible for their behavior! It's your fault Simon's dead! I hate you!"

She tried to hit him, but he blocked her weak punches. "You're grieving. Stop."

"You didn't stop when you became a fool!" she screamed.

"JILL!" he yelled, as he wrapped his arms around her torso from behind, to stop her from doing something out of blind hate and grief.

"Why…why are you even here?" she rasped.

He paused.

"The camp…Ralph…Piggy…" she broke away from him.

"Jill!"

"Stop pretending you care!" she shouted at him and ran for camp.

"Why do you care more about some fatty and Ralph than me?" he shouted after her.

She got back to camp to see Ralph telling the younger kids to sleep, that it was just a fight with some others.

"That was Jack and his hunters." Ralph said to Piggy.

Why wouldn't they leave them alone!

Sam and Eric had gotten beaten too.

Piggy's glasses were broken now.

"Ralph!" Jill shouted as she ran onto the sand. She took his face in her hands and looked at him solemnly. "Thank god you're okay. Jack attacked me in the jungle of creepers. But we're all okay now. I thought…I thought they might do what did with…with…" she couldn't say his name anymore, it was too painful.

"Jill." Ralph said simply.

She couldn't take it anymore. She looked into his eyes with great devotion and respect and then crashed her lips to his. He welcomed it, and held her head to him as they kissed.

Jack, standing in the shade of the jungle saw, and he frowned. That had to stop. He'd stop it.