A/N: A few notes. I've been making videos for this story and posting them on youtube. Look up "ke5801". That's my account. Only two are made so far, but I'll be making more in the future once i get more clips. Also i think in a deleted scene Jin gave Charlie the fish. Don't quote me on that, but I think... I changed that. Canon is still intact amazingly! Next chapter will be extremely long. Lawl. I've written up to chapter 12 now I've been that bored. :) Please review!

Chapter 7: Boars and Fish

Sophie stirred when she heard a dog barking. The dog persisted to bark and there was some sort of crashing sound. She sat up in the chair she was sleeping in. It was the same one she slept in when Boone talked to her. Charlie was sitting next to her. She wondered if he fell asleep sometime after her. The sound of metal hitting something startled her. Sophie stood up and looked over her shoulder. Everyone was gathering, looking at the fuselage.

She briefly heard some comments about someone being in there, people being dead, and Jack said, "Sawyer…"

"Right behind ya, jackass," Sawyer retorted.

The sound got louder and Sophie tried to look in the fuselage from where she was. A small group consisting of Jack, Sawyer, and Kate moved closer. The two men had flashlights. Sophie, curious about the noise like everyone else, crept forward a step. Charlie was up and signaled her to stay back. She frowned a little as he moved with Jack and the others.

She stood back and watched the others creep into the fuselage. Sophie shuddered. She wouldn't have gone in. Too many bodies she didn't need to see. Sophie believed, quite frankly, she'd already seen enough bodies in her lifetime.

Just then someone shouted, "Run!" Everyone moved in panic. Sophie hurried over to Sayid and Claire. She thought she saw three little creatures run from the fuselage. From the corner of her eye, she saw Jack helping Charlie up as the creatures disappeared into the tall grass.

"They're gone," Sayid said.

"What the bloody hell was that?" Charlie walked up to her, holding his right side.

"Boars," someone said.

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As she guessed, Charlie was hurt. It was nothing bad, but Jack said he'd clean it up. Sophie stood in Jack's "medical tent" with Kate and Sayid as Jack used something to clean the small gash in Charlie's side.

"Those boars were looking to feed," Jack said, "we have to get rid of the bodies."

"Bury them? There's a whole bunch in there," Charlie told him.

Sayid jumped into the growing conversation. "More than twenty. Digging would be difficult without shovels."

"And tiring, either way," Sophie added.

"Not burying. We need to burn them." Jack glanced up at Sayid as he spoke.

"They're people," Kate said as if she'd never heard of burning bodies.

Jack looked at her and said, "I know they're people, Kate."

"Burning their remains… They deserve better than that," Sayid told him.

"Better than what? Getting eaten by wild animals 'cause that's what's gunna happen. Any bodies we bury aren't going to stay buried long. Look I know that seems harsh but that fuselage in the sun," Jack got up and grabbed something to assumedly cover Charlie's wound, "It's not about what they deserve. They're gone and…we're not."

"What you say may be true, but for us to decide how these people are laid to rest? It's not right," Sayid calmly said. "No regard for their wishes, their religions."

Jack interrupted him and said, "We don't have time to sort out everybody's god."

"Really? Cause last time I checked we were positively made of time," Charlie spoke.

"Look, I'm not happy about it either," Jack began, "but we crashed a thousand miles off course. They're lookin' for us in the wrong place. It's been four days… No one's come. Tomorrow morning we need everyone to start gathering up wood. Dried, brush… We need to turn that fuselage into a furnace." He finished patching up Charlie and stood. "Wait until tomorrow night when the sun goes down to start the fire." Jack threw a scrap of tape and walked away.

Sophie looked at Kate and Sayid as Charlie said, "If he's so eager to burn the bodies, why're we waitin' until sundown?"

"He's hoping someone will see it," Kate stated aloud. She gave her head a shake and walked out. Sayid followed her shortly after.

Sophie just stood there and crossed her arms as Charlie pulled his shirt back down with a small wince. "You…okay?" she asked.

He looked up at her with a small smirk. "So the tables have turned, eh?" An eye roll and a smile was her response. She turned and walked out of the tent. "You gunna go back to sleep?" she heard Charlie ask.

Looking back, Sophie saw he had followed her and had his hands in his pockets. "I'm…not sure. Was thinking about going down to the shoreline."

"Mind if I join ya?"

She shook her head and turned to walk down to the edge where the water just touched the sand. Sophie sat, planting herself in a spot where the water wouldn't reach her. Charlie sat next to her, seeming to be humming a tune. "What's that?" she asked curiously. The tune sounded familiar, as if she'd heard it somewhere before.

He looked at her and said, "My band. A song we play."

"What's it called though?" Sophie asked.

"Oh, the band? Uh…Driveshaft."

"Driveshaft?"

"Yeah. Have you 'eard of us?"

Sophie smiled. "I did an article about you guys once. Came to a show and everything. Got an interview with the singer."

"Liam," Charlie answered, looking down, "my brother."

Quickly thinking, Sophie said, "Well I gave you guys a positive review. Backstage just bothered me though… Too crazy."

Charlie let out a laugh. "It always was…"

She cleared her throat and things went silent around them. It took minutes for Sophie to think of something to say. Finally, she said, "How's your side?"

"Peachy," he remarked, flashing her half a smile. Sophie nodded, and then stared out at the waves.

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The two ended up watching the waves roll on the ocean until sun-up. There was conversation once in a while about things like personal interests or random things that came to mind. At one point, Charlie mumbled something and walked off. Sophie noticed people were gathering wood and cleaning out the fuselage. She didn't exactly want to help. Sophie went over to the chair she slept on before the boar attack and grabbed her bag, then set off to find something more interesting to do.

She just walked along the shore for a while. In time, she thought she saw two people in the water. The one was up to his chest with water so she assumed it was shallow. Curious as to what they were doing, Sophie watched them.

In moments, Sophie could hear the guy chest deep yelling and smacking the water with a stick. Snickering, she noticed it was the large man. Sophie made a mental note to find out his name. The other guy looked like Charlie, so she assumed it was him. His shirt looked different, as the long sleeves were completely gone. The large man handed the stick to Charlie.

They stood looking at the water for a beat until the large man shouted, "Now!" Charlie went head first into the water.

"What the hell are they doing?" Giving up on watching the two, Sophie walked over to them. A wave came through, pushing the two and causing them to laugh as she said, "What are you doing? You two look ridiculous."

A smiling and dripping wet Charlie said, "Hurley and I are tryin' to catch a fish."

"A fish, huh?" she snickered. "Why're you throwing yourself in the water then?"

He looked at her with amazement. "Think you can do better?"

She thought for a moment, and then shook her head. "No, but could I try?"

Charlie held out the stick, which was made into a spear, and said, "Good luck."

Sophie took the stick and then rolled up the legs of her jeans up. She looked at the water and waded in. It was somewhat warm and Hurley pointed at a particular spot. "There's one," he said.

Sophie looked at the two, then nodded and licked her lips as she watched the fish move around in the water. Taking a chance, she stabbed the stick towards the fish. When she pulled back, there was a fish wriggling on the end. Her expression changed to shock as she looked at the two. They were in awe.

"Heck, I coulda done that!" Hurley said loudly.

Charlie laughed a little and Sophie handed the stick back to him. "What was this for?"

"Uh, I was doin' someone a favor…" Charlie pulled the fish off the spear-like metal tip of the stick and handed the stick back to Hurley. "Better take it to 'er then. See yous." With that, he walked up to the sand and towards the camp.

Hurley held the stick with a frown, Sophie noticed. "So…are you some kind of spear-fishing-Amazon-chick?" he asked in a suspicious tone.

"Truthfully?" Sophie asked, raising her eyebrows. "Never did that before in my life. Should we try and catch some more?"

Starting to move out of the now knee-deep water, Hurley said, "Naw. I think they're doing that memorial thing soon."

She nodded and followed. Sure, she agreed with Sayid about people's wishes, but it had to be done. And maybe it could help. Rescue could see it… Sophie pushed the thought aside. Five days since the crash and they were still on the island. Rescue wouldn't see it and they'd be here forever.

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Once the sun was nearly gone, Jack and few others lit up the fuselage. It didn't take long for it to turn into a great big bonfire. Sophie had been sitting in the sand as Claire began to read off names of some of the deceased. When she figured out everyone around her was standing, she decided she should do the same. As she stood, Sophie noticed a wheelchair in the fire. She wondered who's it was. But it was no matter, as the person was probably among the dead.

Sophie watched the large flame flicker. If it weren't for all the dead people inside, she would say it almost looked beautiful.