Charlie's eyes flutter open and the first thing he sees is Claire. She immediately calls out to Jack that he is awake before looking over the Brit. She hugs him tightly before Jack came in. Releasing him, Claire struggles to her feet and waddles out of the tent. Jack takes a seat beside Charlie, looking him over carefully. He smiled, taking Charlie's bruised head in his hands. Charlie flinches at Jack's touch. Jack sighs before dampening a cloth with alcohol. He cautiously dabs at the cut on his head. Charlie releases a breath out from clenched teeth. Jack finishes and pulls away from Charlie.

"Hey, man, you alright?" Jack asks.

"Good," Charlie drones.

"No concusion, just a small cut and bruise," Jack tells Charlie.

"Hooray," Charlie sarcastically yawns before pushing himself to a seat.

"Charlie?" Jack begins. "What did Ethan say to you?"

"He said that he would kill me...and that he needed Claire for her baby. Because he had been injecting her so she wouldn't die and the baby wouldn't die. Then, he said he said that They were the good guys and children were 'gifted'...and then, well, he freaked out! He was all 'I'm going to kill your spies.' And he knew ALL about me somehow! And, then, he kind of attacked me." Charlie rambles nervously, flailing his arms around.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, Charlie." Jack says. "What? Why was he injecting her?"

"Because all the other pregnant people on the island have died during childbirth...He was trying to prevent it with Claire." Charlie elaborates.

"Does he know if it will work?" Jack quizzes.

"How the bloody hell should I know?!?! I was trying not to get attacked by this guy!" Charlie spazzes.

"Charlie, just calm down." Jack sighs with a furrowed brow.

Charlie purses his lips and nods tensly.

"Okay, now, he knew all about you?" Jack asks.

"He knew! He knew I was a..." Charlie stops, eyes making sure no one was in the tent but Jack, before whispering, "He knew I was a...a womanizer and a junkie. How would he know that, Jack?"

Jack shrugs and he squints into the candle's light. "I dunno, Charlie," Jack replies softly.

Suddenly, two screams came from outside. Jack and Charlie race outside. Kate was staggering to her feet, sobbing hysterically. Sayid lay on the ground, clutching his side as it bleeds profusely. Jack races to Sayid's body before enlisting Charlie's help in carrying him. Charlie, still a bit wobbly, tries his best. He grabs Sayid's feet and staggers after Jack. Kate follows, hiccupping pathetically. Jack and Charlie lay Sayid on the bed. Jack turns to Kate.

"What happened?" he demands, grabbing needles, thread, and bottles of medicines.

"I-I was walking Claire over here...We say Ethan witn Sayid and...and..."she begins sobbing again, looking to Charlie. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry!"

"What?!?" Charlie demands. "Where is she, Kate?! Where is Claire?!?!"

Kate bawls more hysterically. "He--He...I'm sorry!" Kate bawls.

Jack stitches up Sayid's side quickly. "What happened, Kate?" his harsh tone catches her off-gaurd.

"Ethan...he got her...I tried to stop him..." Kate whimpers.

Jack tosses a bottle of pills at Sayid. "Take two a day." he tells him, pouring disinfectants over Sayid's stitching.

"Thank you," Sayid grimaces before smiling.

"There, that should--Where's Charlie?" he suddenly asks, standing erect.

Kate, Jack, and Sayid look around. The medical tent showed no signs of Charlie except the tarp flapping with the wind. Jack tells Kate to stay with Sayid before rushing out of his tent. He scans the beach before seeing Charlie racing into the trees. Jack sprints after his friend. Since Jack's strides were longer, he was able to barely catch up with the Brit. Charlie glances back at Jack before sighing.

"Charlie--" Jack begins.

"I'm going, there's no way in hell you're gonna stop me." Charlie interrupts Jack.

"I wasn't going to try, Charlie," Jack smiles with a shake of his head.

Charlie pauses to look up at Jack with thanks.

As they start to walk again, Jack holds out a gun for Charlie. "I just came to offer a bit of help."

Charlie reaches for the gun, but Jack pulls it back again. Charlie rolls his eyes, knowing he was going to get the 'gun talk.' Jack laughs a little before saying:

"This time, make sure you don't shoot him. We might just be able to get more out of him." Jaack tells the musician.

Charlie nods. "Yeah, yeah...But you're not going to stop me from beating the man's sodding brains out." Charlie states, taking the gun out of the doctor's grasp.

Jack nods and they quicken the pace. Charlie sticks the gun in his pants, concealing it with his worn shirt. As they walk through the woods, Charlie hears something to his right. He stops mid-step. Jack falls back to where his friend was. "What--" he starts, but Charlie shushes him. Jack silently follows Charlie through the underbrush. Suddenly, Jack hears it, too. It is Claire's voice. With every step closer to her voice, Charlie's hand fidgets to reach for the gun. Because he knows Ethan will be there with her. He knows the Other will be prepared this time. When they reach a clearing, Charlie grabs the gun and he and Jack burst into the clearing. They look ahead of them and see...no one.

Suddenly, Charlie feels his feet being swept off the ground as he is caught in one of Danielle's traps. He struggle in the net, his hands and feet falling through as he calls for Jack. Jack is searching for the rope that held up the net. Charlie sighs and struggles in the trap with frustration. Finally, Jack lowers him down. Charlie flounders in the net like one of Jin's trapped fish. When he gets out, he hears Claire's voice again. He stands erect, looking all about him, but her voice seemed to be coming from all areas. Everywhere at once. Somehow, Jack found out where her voice was coming from. They race off into the jungle.

When they reach the next clearing, they see the one thing that manages to hurt Charlie more than anything in the world...