A/N: ok, this chapter is gonna be a bit cooky, but try and follow. I love you guys and thanks for the reviews. This chapter is in loving memory of Ana and ArmyKatAna, who I haven't spoken to in a while. But I love them both dearly But this is dedicated to Passion, because right now, I feel she has been the most encouraging! Thanks Passion! By the way, I have other Sana fictions up right now. May I suggest "Side of a Bullet", and "Love Games" I like those. But my opinion. Anyway, this chapter is a little, well, not me. I'm winging it, it'll add up to later chapters though, trust me. But ya, I've been a little busy with obsessing over Michelle Rodriguez! She Rocks! Updates will probably be faster, because of school getting out for summer. I'm a little tired, so excuse anything wrong with the stories.

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"What was that?" Ana asked.

"I don't know, but I sure as hell am gonna go find it, before it finds me," Sawyer responded. Sawyer peered around the corner and signaled for her to follow. Ana hurried up and stood beside him. They saw nothing. They walked straight ahead and turned another corner. Ana flinched and it looked like Sawyer had jumped out of his skin. A knife flew right to them, but it hit Ana right on her stomach. Sawyer grabbed her and ducked down. Ana's lips began to quiver as she squeezed her eyes shut and scrunched her nose, trying with all her might not to let anyone know there was any pain.

"Are you okay?" Sawyer questioned cautiously as he put his hand on her wound.

"I'm fine man, Go get John-" Ana paused knowing he wouldn't know who she was talking about. "Henry," She corrected herself.

"Ya," he said as he stood quickly. Ana watched as he ran past her. Ana pushed herself back into a corner behind a plant.

Charlie

He walked back and forth on the previously hot sand. It had been a long sunny day and the coolness of the night was making it easier to walk on. He missed her. He liked her too much to just let her slip by. He thought so hard on how to win her back, but everything he thought up would not be enough. He did think about giving her flowers, though. What could flowers hurt? So he walked off into the jungle.

Claire

Claire rolled her eyes as she watched him pace back and forth. She scoffed at how annoying he could be. He was probably just thinking of more stories to tell him, just to defend his innocence. She was sick and tired of all his dumb lies. Everyone all of Claire's life seemed to lie to her, and then it got really bad. After it cleared up, it was ok for a while; then it was back to the lies. It was some kind of sick cycle, a cycle she was tired of.

It seemed, though, that all she was thinking about was him. She didn't know whether this was a good thing, or a bad thing. She did know that she was furious with him right now.

He walked off into the jungle while Claire stare at him. She couldn't bare the thought of Charlie being ripped from her life though. There was so much going on right now, she was too confused about everything. She needed to make a decision sooner or later, but right now she needed to think. She shrugged and walked over to Aaron.

Jack

"Kate?" Jack called out in search. "Kate? Where are you?" he exclaimed as he looked through the trees, bushes, and other plants.

Rose approached him softly. "She's long gone by now. I would've told you, but I thought you already knew."

"What? When?"

"She left about two hours ago. She seemed to have something on her mind."

First off Jack was worried, he knew that Kate could be in serious trouble with nothing to protect her. Once he thought back to Ana asking him the hypothetical question about someone going off into the jungle, though, he began to get very irritated, very fast.

"Thanks," he said sternly with a hint of anger and hurt in the tone of his voice. Rose nodded and watched as he stormed off towards the hatch.

Kate

"Let go of me!" Kate bellowed. She struggled in the arms of a stranger. The man said nothing, all he did was carry her somewhere unknown to Kate.

She was thrown in front of another man, who had a beard on. Kate stood, but only to be thrown to the ground again.

"Where is he?"The shady bearded man asked.

"I don't know what you are talking about!" Kate screamed in defense.

He hit her square in the jaw. "Don't give me that! Where is he?"

"Who?"

"So help me God., if you don't tell me where he is right now, I'll slit your throat!"

Charlie

"Flowers won't hurt," Charlie mumbled to himself. "Ya, they won't hurt as long as they don't have thorns!" he complained. He shook his head and picked his last flower before adding it to the rest of the bundle. He started to walk back when he saw Jack make a mad rush to the hatch.

"Hey, what's goin' on?" Charlie asked.

"Not now, Charlie."

"I'll have you know, I was just trying to make conversation!"

"Charlie! Not now, I'm doing something!"

Charlie shrugged and walked back to the flowers after deciding Claire deserved more flowers, even if it killed him.

Ana and Sawyer

"Ana!" Sawyer called out and shook her lightly. Ana opened her eyes and looked at him. She went to get up, but felt a surge of pain jolt through her abdomen. "Don't try to move. Locke's little friend is locked up and I'll deal with him later. Right now, I need to make sure your okay."

"I need to get it out," she told him just above a whisper. "You have to get it out."

"What? Has it made you loose so much blood that you're going insane, chica?"

"No, just pull it."

"I'm not going to pull it!"

She looked him in the eye. "You're going to pull it out, whether you want to or not. We can do this the easy way or the hard way. I'd hate to have a woman beat your ass, much less a woman who is wounded beat your ass."

Sawyer rolled his eyes and sighed. "Are you sure?"

"Yes! Hurry and get this damn thing out!" she ordered.

"Okay, I'm going to pull it out in, 1 . . . 2 . . .-," Sawyer said before being cut off.

"Now! Pull it now!" She yelled while cutting Sawyer off.

"Right." He pulled it out while Ana made a feminine grunt and then heavy breathing. Her chest beat up and down as she tried to recover from the sudden blow.

"What have you done?" Jack asked from the door. Sawyer looked at him odd and then put himself in Jack's position.

"You think I did this?" Sawyer asked with his accent.

"Well ya, that's what it kinda looks like," Jack nodded as if he knew it all.

Sawyer tilted his head to the side and opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted by Ana.

"Guys, a little help?" She whispered. She allowed her eyes to flutter, trying to stay awake. Her attempt failed miserably as her head hung down.

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A/N: Like I said, not my style. Please don't kill me. I promise I will update ASAP! I'm just doing lot's of other stuff too. I also have to update other stories! GO SANA! Night!