Here's the next chapter. Enjoy! I don't own Lost.

The night before some boars had been in camp. One had hurt Charlie and another had hurt Amber. Neither injury was that bad but it could get worse over time. So they realized they had to do something about the bodies,

'We could bury them,' Natalie suggested,

'that's a lot of bodies,' Sophie commented,

'We're not burying them,' Jack said, 'we're burning them,'

'They're people, Jack!' Adira exclaimed,

'I know they are,'

'they deserve better than that though,' Sayid said,

'So, you'd rather them be eaten by boars?' Emily asked,

'You may be right in what you are saying but we should regard their religions in this,' Adira said,

'Most people probably won't care and it's not like we can ask them what they want, they're dead, remember?'

Adira turned to her and said in an icy voice, 'yes, I think I can remember that my only remaining daughter died in the crash,'

'Oh my God. I didn't mean it like that,'

'yes you did,' Adira said walking away,

--

'Adi, where are you?'

'I'm sorry Levi, I got held up in a meeting with the Director,' Adira said into the phone,

'Well, please hurry; I don't really fancy sitting here making small talk with your mother and three sisters,'

'Well, you've got Iris and Ava with you; it must be easier with them there,'

'It is. Please hurry,'

'I will. I love you,'

'I love you too,' Adira closed her phone and picked up her other daughter before walking the three blocks to the café. She was two hundred feet away when it exploded. With her mother, three sisters, husband and two of her daughters trapped inside.

--

'What are you two doing?' Adira asked Claire and Rosalyn,

'We're sorting through the possessions of the people who didn't make it so we can hold a memorial service,' Rosalyn explained,

'I'll help you,' she said sitting down. After about twenty minutes Rosalyn turned to Adira and said,

'Is this yours?' she looked up to see a picture in her hand,

'Yes,'

'Who are those people in the picture?' Claire asked looking at it,

'That is my mother Bethia, my sister Kezia, my other sister Mara, my twin Eliana, my brother Natan, my husband Levi and my three daughters Iris, Ahava and Dinah,' she said pointing to each of them in turn, 'But they're all gone now,'

'If you don't mind me asking, how did they die?'

Adira sighed, 'six of them died in the same suicide bombing, Natan was captured by terrorists and his head was sent to me. Dinah died in the crash. She would still be here if she didn't go to the tail section to go to the bathroom,'

'I'm sorry for your losses,'

Thank you, but it is not necessary. All but Dinah have been dead for over ten years,'

'It must be hard though,' Rosalyn said,

'Sometimes. But mostly I've not let it get to me,' she said before adding something in Hebrew,

'I'm sorry, I didn't understand that,'

'I didn't want you to,'

--

'Adi don't do this,'

You're telling me you don't want revenge for them?' she asked as she put her knife on her ankle,

'Of course I do! But I'm not about to go on a suicide mission just to get justice,'

'Not a suicide mission Natan. Not even a mission,'

'If you do this and something goes wrong Dinah will be left alone in the world,'

'I need to do this Nate. And besides you'll be here for her won't you?'

'Always,'

--

'Rose?'

'Hello Rosalyn,' she said looking up,

'Your husband was in the back of the plane, right?'

'Yes he was,'

'Do you really think they're alive?'

'I would know if Bernard was dead,'

'But you think there's a chance they're alive?'

'Yes. I do,' Rosalyn smiled widely, 'did you know someone back there?'

'My cousin. Katherine. We couldn't get our seats next to each other so we had to be on different parts of the plane,'

'Well I hope she survived,'

'Thank you. Do you think you could do me a favor?'

'What is it?'

'It's Adira. Her daughter was in the back of the plane and she truly believes she's gone. I just thought you might be able to help her see that she might not be,'

'I will try my best,'

--

'Curtis Crowley, was born in Canada and as far as I can tell hardly ever travelled,' Natalie said reading from a passport, as they were having the memorial, 'As apposed to Jacinta Tapia who travelled nearly every month,'

'Did you just say Jacinta Tapia?'

All heads turned to the man who spoke, 'Yes. Did you know her?'

'Friend of a friend,' Sawyer muttered,

'Wait. Jacinta Tapia? I saw a poster of her in a post office in Sydney,' Amanda said,

'Like a wanted poster?' Amber asked,

'Need I remind you this isn't about whether or not someone's a criminal but a memorial service for the people who didn't survive?' Adira said,

'Exactly,' Natalie said before continuing, 'Dinah Topaz was born in Tel Aviv, Israel. Travelled a lot as well even though she was only fifteen,' all eyes had been on Adira through that segment of the talk, 'Katherine Widmore….' It went on for about ten minutes. Rose, Adira and Rosalyn were standing next to each other trying to stay strong.

--

Locke thought it would be a good idea to hunt the boars from a few nights before. A lot of people agreed. Though hardly anyone knew how to hunt,

'Boar's usual mode of attack is to circle around and charge from behind so I figure it'll take at least three of us to distract her long enough for someone to flank one of the piglets, pin it, and slit its throat,'

'I'll do that,' Adira said,

'It should be a hard thing to do,' Emily said,

'Can't be harder than slitting a person's throat,' this seemed to scare some people,

'Dude… you've cut someone's throat?' Hurley asked,

'Several times,' she answered, 'So when are we going?'

I still need some male OCs and, this might be pushing my luck, but I was wondering if anyone could read my other fics.