Chapter 6

For the hundredth time, Wood fingered the medallion he wore under his shirt. They were looking for them in the wrong place. He didn't know how the magic Willow used in these medallions worked, but he was pretty sure that the discrepancy of where they were, and where they were supposed to be wouldn't make much of a difference.

So what had gone wrong? Had something been done to the plane? Why? What was so special about this flight? Was there someone on board that was important? Was this because of him? He doubted it. He wasn't that important to the cause. His disappearance wouldn't put that big a crimp in Buffy's plans.

Suddenly, unintelligible words broke into his reverie. He turned from where he'd been staring out to sea, to see the Korean Man, attempting to speak to him. He was carrying a small airline tray filled with what looked to be fresh sushi.

Wood struggled to remember the tiny bit of Korean he knew. "Food?" he asked. "You, giving food?"

The man looked relieved, and nodded. "Yes," he said, still in Korean. "Food. Eat." He looked at Wood with a bit of new respect. Knowing even a bit of someone's language had sometimes had that effect in Wood's experience.

He looked at the selection. If he was going to trust sushi from anyone, it would be this guy. He took two of the proffered bits of food with thanks. The man introduced himself as Jin.

"Thank you Jin." Robin said. It was one of the few bits of Korean he knew well.

He felt a bit better, not only having something in his stomach (it wasn't much, but it was something), but knowing that yet another person on the island, especially one who otherwise kept himself rather aloof, was reaching out.

Because if they were going to survive, they needed to be able to trust each other.

"I'm sorry, what?" Robin asked Xander, thoroughly confused.

"I'm here to watch your back." the young man repeated. "I've been in your position. Well not precisely your position but..."

"You think Faith might try to hurt me?" It was possible she could do so by accident he supposed. Sex with a girl with super strength was risky in that regard.

Xander took a sip of his beer. "I think she might try to kill you."

Robin looked in amused surprise as Daniel Reed, took pictures of the wreckage and the survivors. "Is that your camera?" he asked.

"Yep." Daniel grinned. "Somehow it survived the landing." He took another picture of the area. "When we get rescued people will want to see these."

Robin nodded, his face carefully calm. How long were they supposed to keep it a secret? "Makes sense. You a photographer by trade?"

"Nah, just a hobby. Still, plane crash on a tropical island? I mean look at this." He showed him one of the pictures. Robin had to admit the photo of the fuselage was quite dramatic.

"Not bad." Over Daniel's shoulder, he spotted Sayid talking to Kate. "Excuse me."

He walked up the the two, Daniel close on his heels.

"We might be able to get a signal," the Arab man was saying. "If we go to high ground."

"How high?" Kate asked.

Sayid's answer was to simply look past her, to the mountain that loomed behind.

This time it was Daniel's turn to put everyone's thoughts into perfect vocality. "Woah."

To Be Continued...