After a few, very long minutes, DJ saw her brother and another man steadily approaching her. "Hey. Who's th-" she stopped when she saw his face. "So, it's you, huh?" she asked, clearly upset by the other mans presence.

"Well well, If it ain't Donna Joe." Sawyer said, "Now, ain't that somethin'? What are the odds that we'd ever meet up again?"

Jack looked from DJ, to Sawyer, trying to figure out what was going on, when DJ answered Sawyer. "Yea, what are the odds...Ya know Sawyer, I was hoping I'd never set eyes on you again."

Sawyer shook his head at her and clicked his tongue, "Come on now, Mamacita! Is that anyway ta treat an old acquaintance?"

Jack then interrupted the two, "Listen, I don't know how you two know each other. But right now, I just need you both to cooperate for just a minute so I can get this metal out, alright?" he said firmly.

DJ just gritted her teeth, and they both nodded. "Alright. Now...Sawyer? Is that right?" Sawyer looked at Jack and nodded. "OK Sawyer, I need you to hold her down while I extract the metal piece, got it?"

Sawyer knelt down next to DJ, "Whatever you say, Dr. Quinn. Now, you don't mind if I holdja down, do ya Darlin'?" he asked, a slight smile on his face.

DJ just glared at him, then turned her face away, "Looks like I don't have a choice. Let's just get this over with Jack."

Jack nodded and concentrated on his task. "Alright...ready? 1...2...3!" And on three, with Sawyer firmly holding her down, he quickly pulled the piece out of her side.

DJ cried out, tears of agony running down her face.

Jack quickly took off his jacket and placed it over the wound, stanching the blood flow. "Sawyer!" he shouted, "Hold this and put pressure on it!"

Sawyer just nodded and pressed down on the jacket. DJ groaned and whimpered in pain, as Jack grabbed the needle and thread, and prepared to sew her side up.

DJ was in excruciating pain, and seeing spots. She wanted to pass out again, but she fought against it and tried to calm the beating of her rapid heart. She took a few shaky breaths before giving a gasp of pain as Jack began to stitch.

Jack noticed her breathing had become slow and heavy. He tried to keep her calm and give her comfort, "It's ok DJ, I'm almost done. Just take it slow and easy."

DJ couldn't speak, only give a moan and move her head from side to side. Jack looked at Sawyer and handed him a piece of cloth, "Hey why don't you take this, put it in the ocean get it wet, and start cooling off her brow, will ya?" Sawyer sighed "Whatever you say, Hoss." he said, grabbing the cloth and standing up, "I am your humble servant." he gave Jack a mock bow, and walked over to the ocean.

Jack shook his head after the man, "And you dated that guy for how long?"

DJ gave a wane smile, and managed to get her voice back, "We had been going out for at least 2 ½ months. We were starting to get serious, when I found out he was cheating on me." Just as she said this, Sawyer was approaching them rapidly, "Hey!" he shouted," I tried to tell you that was a mistake!"

"Yea? Then what was the 'Oh! Thank you for last night, Sawyer! That was really nice of you!' thing that girl was saying?" DJ shouted back, but then stopped when the pain in her side hit again.

Sawyer shook his head at her, "The night before, that girl was on the side of the road she had a flat, and I changed it for her. That's all that happened. We just happened to run into each other again the night me n' you went out."

"Wow! There's a new one...haven't heard that excuse from you yet." she said, breathing heavily.

"That's because, Smart-alek, you didn't give me a chance to explain!" he shouted agitatedly, "You never answered my phone calls or nothin'! So, Missy, I suggest that next time somethin' like that happens, you don't go jumpin' to conclusions."

DJ closed her eyes and turned her head away from him, "Just leave me alone Sawyer." she whispered.

Sawyer just flung the wet cloth to Jack and stormed off.

Jack caught the cloth, and tried to comprehend everything that had just taken place, as he dabbed the sweat off of DJ's neck and brow. "You alright Don?" he asked, but he was talking to no one, DJ was asleep. Jack nodded to himself, "Good." he thought,"She needs it." Then, convincing himself that she would be alright where she was at, he went off to help other people in need.

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(Flashback)

DJ got in her Blue VW Bug and started the engine. She reached for her CD case and grabbed a compilation disc that she made, called 'Hippie/Psychidelic music', and popped into her CD rom. She turned up the volume as the song 'Purple Haze' by Jimi Hendrix, started playing.

And, being a lover of oldies music started singing. Purple haze all in my brain, lately things don't seem the same, actin' funny but I don't know why, 'scuse me while I kiss the sky!" then she chuckled; remembering what her mom first thought "kiss" in the verse "kiss the sky" was, gave her a bad visual picture, for it was anything but "kiss".

After listening to, 'If your going to San Francisco', 'I am the Tangerine', and 'Share the Land'...she arrived at 'Tony Romas', the place she was to meet her mystery date. She gave a sigh as she pulled into the driveway, and started talking to herself, "I can't believe I let Amber talk me into this blind date."

She whipped out her cell and called her friend Amber, her friend answered after the first ring. "Hey D! You at the restaurant?" she asked.

"Sure am! Tell me what he's wearing so I know what to look for." she said.

"Ok, he's tall, and he has longer hair that'll be slicked back. And he told me he's wearing a pair of black slacks, and a blue and black striped t-shirt." she told DJ.

DJ immediately started looking around at the guys, when she saw a guy leaning casually against the wall of the 'Tony Romas' building that was exactly like Amber had described. "Ok, I think I see him now! I'll call you after and tell you how it went. Talk to you later!" she finished.

"Alright D! Bye!" and they both hung up their phones.

DJ took a nervous breath before exiting the car. She looked down at herself and smoothed her light blue and lime green striped skirt, and pulled down her lime green polo T-shirt. She then steadily approached the man, and hoped she looked alright. "Excuse me, umm, are you Sawyer?" she asked.

The man looked back at her with a winning smile, "Well, I sure am Miss! You must be the lovely Donna Joe that Amber keeps on talkin' 'bout." he said.

DJ was already enjoying the man's southern accent and mannerism, "That would be me!" she said with a smile.

"Well then, now that we've met, let's go on inside." he said offering her his arm, which she accepted, then they both walked into restaurant.

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DJ opened her eyes to find herself lying on a blanket, with a piece of metal propped up diagonally above her. She slowly sat up, wincing as she did. She took a few deep breaths and then, very carefully, made her way to a standing position. She placed a hand on her bandaged side, and looked around. To her left, there were still people running around trying to clean up wreckage, but to the right, there was a dark-skinned man sitting alone on the beach. DJ knew, just by his profile, that this was the man who rescued her. She gave a slight smile, and slowly and painfully made her way over in his direction. "Mind if I join you?" she asked him.

Sayid shook his head, "No, not at all." he said, looking up at her.

"I just wanted to come over and say thank you." DJ said as she cautiously sat down on the sand.

"Thank me for what?" Sayid asked, not really recognizing her.

DJ chuckled, "For saving me, when no one else would." she said, "You know, I'd probably be dead if it weren't for you."

Sayid then realized it was the woman he pulled out from under the plane wreckage, and gave her a kind smile, "Well, in that case you are very welcome!"

"Oh! I'm DJ by the way." she said, extending her hand to him.

He grabbed her hand, but instead of shaking it, he kissed it, DJ was quite taken aback by this when he returned her greeting, "My name is Sayid, Sayid Jarrah. Now, is DJ short for something?" he asked her.

"Yea," she said, "it's short for Donna Joe. Most people call me DJ, or D or Don...but if you want you can call me Donna." she told him.

"If you don't mind, I think I will. DJ just dosen't..." but DJ finished his sentence, "Sound right on your tongue?" she asked in a questioning voice.

"Yes," said a bewildered Sayid, "but how did you know?" he asked. "Well," she began, "I had this friend who was from India, and he always used to call me Donna, because it he said that it 'Didn't sound right on his tongue.'." she said with a small smile.

Just then, another woman approached them, and she looked a lot like Sayid. "Here Sayid." the other woman said, also with the same accent as Sayid, "It is some water. Oh!" she said looking at DJ, who looked up at her and instantly apologized. "I'm sorry I should probably leave you two alone."

"No no! Please stay!" the woman pleaded, "So, what is your name?"she asked politely.

"Donna, but you can call me DJ if you want." the other woman smiled, and they shook hands

"My name is Jazeera Jarrah. So you and Sayid know each other...how?" she asked DJ.

"When we crashed, I was trapped underneath some metal and Sayid pulled me out." DJ replied.

Jazeera was just about ask how he did it, when something in the water caught her eye. "What is that?" she asked outloud.

"What is what?" DJ asked, and Jazeera pointed out into the water. There was something faint on the ocean.

Sayid stood up, then helped DJ to her feet, "I'm not sure what that is." he said peering out over the water. But as the thing drifted closer, the realized what it was. Sayid's face fell. "Oh no," he said, "It's a person."