Author's note: Hey everyone, thanks for the reviews!:D In this chapter we see some of Jessie's past. The flashbacks in this chapter were written by MiaLovely and the one scene with Karima looking for Jazz was by Elyad. In my opinion, the previous flashbacks weren't as good as the ones in this. I didn't really know enough about the characters. But I promise, from this point on out the flashbacks will be more detailed and give more information! :D

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Chapter Six: No Sunlight


Day Four - The Barracks

"Any news from Ethan?" Karima called over to Gavin. The thirty-two year old man looked over to the egyptian woman, then approached her.

"Very little." he said. "The only info we have right now is that there's one pregnant woman, a young woman; third year of medical school, and a spinal surgeon. The rest isn't really important."

"Juliet and Dominic are going to want the pregnant girl."

"Yeah, they've been waiting since we found out." he stared over in the direction of a woman with very curly brown hair, who was beckoning him over. "I've gotta go, Kari." Gavin said. "Does Jazz know about all this?"

Kari sighed. "No, Jezebel still isn't talking to me. I'm not sure if she knows... But I don't think it concerns her anyways."

"You should tell her." he said, before turning off to meet the other woman.

"Hey, Maddy, what is it?" he queried, running over to her.

"Its Madison, Gavin." she said with a roll of her eyes. Gavin only laughed and ignored her comment. "Juliet was looking for you."

He rolled his eyes. "If its another request to go get the pregnant woman, then the answer is no. Ben's already made it clear... The timing just isn't right."

"Its not about that." Madison told him. "Its about the tail section. Juliet told me to tell you that Goodwin said that it might be a good idea to go get the children soon."

"And I have to go?"

She nodded.

"Ugh." he scoffed. "I don't think thats such a good idea... Its too early."

"I agree."

"Does Ben know?"

"Yeah, and he said to wait a few days."

Gavin shrugged. "Then I guess that's what we'll do."

-

"Jezebel?" Kari called out, waking around the barracks in search of her seventeen year old daughter.

"Looking for Jazz?" a voice sounded from behind her. She turned on her heel and found herself face to face with a man, who has curly blond hair and very vibrant green eyes.

"Yes, Dom." she replied in a slightly irritated tone. "Have you seen her?"

He shook his head. "Nope, sorry Karima."

"Its alright... Look... If you see her, tell her to come see me."

Dom nodded. "Yeah, for sure."

"Thanks." Kari turned to leave, but the thirty-five year old stopped her.

"Wait." he said, and she turned to him.

"What is it?"

"Um... Did you hear anything about the, y'know, pregnant girl?"

Kari rolled her dark eyes. "No, Dominic, I haven't. And you already know, its too early. Ben said it himself."

Dom nodded. "Okay."

Day Four - Tail Section

A very solemn silence had befallen over the survivors, as they lowered yet another body into the ground.

"He's the fourth to go." Veronika said to Art, and the young man nodded.

"Such a shame..." Abraham said, his arms crossed over his muscular chest. Meredith was holding the kids to her in a comforting way. Caleb was burying his head into her shirt, but young Lucy was staring over the man's body with years filling her glassy eyes. Carla shook her head in disapproval. She couldn't believe that they'd lost another one... Even though she had tried her hardest to keep him alive.

Day Four - Middle Section

FLASHBACK

"You think you can just keep me her Liam! is that what you think? That I would just transform into some perfect suburban stepford wife? You're not the only one with dreams!"

What? what the hell are you talking about Roxy!? it's just a business trip!"

"NO! No! it's not. THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT! You've got this all planed out, don't you? Got me all locked up inside you're perfect little trap!"

"YOU'RE THE TRAP! YOU'RE THE TRAP! I've given you everything! a house, children...."

Two smooth hands covered a small Jessie's little eyes. Pulling her away from the door, a younger Trent stood in front of her. Jessie's innocent eyes looked up at her older brother, who was now closing the door on their parents room. Even with the closed door the yells and screams could still be heard. 'You are the trap, your are the trap' could still be heard clear as day. 'I never wanted children' was heard a few short seconds after.

Trent took his sister's tiny hand and lead her down to the living room. As far away from their parents' screams which could still be heard even from down stairs.

"Trent?" Jessie asked.

"What's up, Jamba Juice?"

"Is that true? Did mommy and daddy never want us?" she questioned, almost near tears.

Trent sighed. He hated this. Even though he knew she would ask, she always asked the same question. And Trent was getting tired of coming up with new excuses for his parents. He didn't care... He hated their parents anyways. But Jessie... she didn't understand. She also didn't deserve this. She was such a sweet child. How could his parents not love her? Him he understood, he was a pain in the ass... a rebel. But Jessie, she was a good kid. "Look munchkin..." he began. "Mom and dad... Well they're just going through something right now. I'm sure they didn't mean that." He ruffled Jessie long brown locks, hating himself for lying to her. He knew better. Him and Jessie were mistakes.

The sound of glass breaking was heard, and Trent quickly leapt over the couch and turned on the radio as loud as it could go. an old classic rock song by guns n roses was heard blasting. Jessie pressed her little hands over her ears.

"Trent...!"

He grabbed Jessie's hand and lead her out into the back yard. He wanted to get her away from there. Trent saw a shiny flash of metal out of the corner of his eye. It was a bicycle, and soon enough a light bulb when on in the back of his head. He turned around smiling at the younger child. She looked up at him with huge diamond-like eyes.

"Hey munchkin, wanna learn how to ride a bike?"

Jessie's eyes widened with joy. "Your bike?" she asked hopefully. Trent nodded, walking over to his bike. Jessie looked down to her small hands and feet, then to the huge mountainous bike. "But I can't..." she said. "I'm too little.:

Trent smiled down at his sister. "But Jessie you have to get on the bike.:

"Why?"

"Because ... if not.... the tickle monster's gonna get you!" he pounced on the girl, tickling her like mad.

Loud shrieks of laughter rang through the yard as the two kids rolled around in the grass tickling each other while their parents battled it out inside.

END FLASHBACK

Jessie stood in the shallow ocean water, relieved to be finally washing off. After four days covered in dirt... Even ocean water felt clean. She washed her clothing and then lifted it over her slim body. The morning air was warm... so she didn't mind that she was wearing a soaking wet t-shirt. It felt refreshing. Suddenly, the brunette heard rustling in the trees behind her. As an instinct, she looked, but there was nothing there. She shrugged it off and walked back onto the sand so she could put on a pair of shorts, when she heard rustling again. Then an "Oof!" and the sound of someone falling over. Jessie stared curiously into the jungle, when all of a sudden the figure of a young man came stumbling out. Jess raised an eyebrow, and chuckled as Boone stood up straight.

"So, you're spying on me now?" she teased with a playful smile. Boone looked at her and chuckled.

"Sorry." he said. "I was just looking for my sister."

"I haven't seen her around here, sorry."

"Its okay." he smiled. "So... what exactly are you doing?"

"I was finally washing off." she said through a smile.

Boone laughed. "Oh, I see." he grinned. "Well, I should go find her..."

She beamed. "Good luck." he nodded and smiled one last time, before retreating back towards the jungle.

-

"Good day." Tetra said, digging through her luggage. "Please, god, make this a good day, and bless me with Tylenol."

Jessie looked over curiously as the blond dug through her bag, talking to herself. Jessie laughed a little, before approaching her.

"Need some help?" she offered. Tetra looked up at her for a moment, then back to her bag. She threw her arms down in defeat, and then faced the brunette.

"Not unless you have Tylenol." she said.

Jessie shook her head. "No, sorry, I don't."

"Ugh." she groaned, and rubbed her temples. "I have the worst headache ever."

"Maybe you should see Jack about it?"

"No... its just a headache. Hopefully it'll pass, but I'm sure Jack's busy. I wouldn't want to bother him..."

"Ah, I understand." she nodded, when she noticed someone from the corner of her eye. She looked over, and saw Boone walking over to the two girls.

"I heard you were looking for Tylenol." he said to Tetra, flashing a smile.

Tetra beamed up at him, and took the small white bottle from Boone's grip. "Thanks." she said. She popped a pill in her mouth and then took a swig of water from her bottle. She smiled up at Boone as she handed him back his Tylenol.

"No problem." he laughed, then noticed Jessie's quiet presence standing there. "Oh, hey." he said to her. She smiled at his acknowledgment.

"Hey."

-

Brendan sat in the sand, staring out over the ocean, when Stan noticed him alone. He stared curiously, before heading over to him.

"Hey, man." he said. Brendan barely glanced at him.

"Hi."

"Um... Why are you all alone?"

"Well, I don't really know anybody."

Stan nodded. "I guess that's true." he sat down next to the younger man cross legged. There were a few moments of awkward silence, which Stan didn't enjoy at all. He was more of the talkative type than quiet. "So..." he began, tapping his fingers against his knee. "You married?"

"I'm nineteen." Brendan replied dryly.

"Oh." Stan said, feeling stupid, also remembering the night of the crash when Brendan had told him about his ex-girlfriend.

"Yeah."

Stan was finding it incredibly difficult to strike up a conversation with this boy, since he obvious wasn't very outgoing... Actually, in Stan's opinion, he seemed rather snooty. Stan played with the sand for a little while, before he couldn't stand the silence. He said the first thing that came to mind.

"Any kids?"

Brendan looked over at him, but didn't find the need to reply.

Day Four - The Barracks

Karima Abidi was thoroughly pissed off. She could not find her daughter anywhere and she really needed her to listen to the explanation she had been trying to say for weeks now. Karima turned around to go check on the other side of the Barracks when she saw Juliet. She shrugged. It was worth a try.

"Juliet!" she called out, trying to mask the utter contempt she held for the woman.

"Yes Kari?" Juliet said walking over. Karima tried not to wince at Juliet addressing her by the name only those with express permission could call her. And Juliet was not one of those people.

"Have you seen Jezebel?" she asked.

"Yeah, Jazz went over to talk to Alex." she nodded.

"Thank you," Karima said before walking off in the general direction she would be. A minute later she came across Alex, Karl and Jezebel. Taking a deep breathe she walked over to them and plastered a smile on her face.

"Jazz, I need to talk to you," she said.

Her daughter looked up at her and scowled. "No, I don't think so, Karima."

Kari cringed inwardly when her daughter addressed her by her first name. "This is really important, Jezebel."

"I think you've done enough damage with your words." Jazz said coldly.

"Jezebel, please," she almost begged. "What do you want me to say to make up for this?"

"Nothing," she said softly. "I want you to say nothing. I've had enough of your lies." And with that Jezebel got up and swiftly walked away, leaving Karima with a pained expression on her face and people looking at her.

"What the Hell are you looking at?" she snapped to a group of people whispering amongst themselves while looking at her. When she yelled at them they quickly dispersed, leaving her standing there alone.

-

Jazz stomped off. She didn't want an apology for what Karima had said only a few weeks before. She only wanted one thing, and that was off the island. The seventeen year old had had enough. She hated life in the barracks and she hated most of the people there. Her mother was currently one of those people.

Jazz angrily stomped around the corner of Juliet's house, where she was currently staying, when she heard voices. They said something about a sonar fence? Something along the lines of that. Regardless, Jazz knew what they were talking about, and she listened in. She heard Juliet's voice speaking to another person.

"You'll need the password to get through." Juliet said. The other person nodded. "Here are the numbers... Don't lose this sheet. We wouldn't want one of the teenagers getting hold of that." she handed the man a folded up sheet of paper. Jazz looked closer, and saw that she was speaking to Fox Stevens. The older man nodded again, and took the paper. He slipped it in his pockets, before walking off. Jazz stared after him, and idea forming in the back of her head.

-

Day Four - Middle Section

It was night time. Jessie dug her gentle hand into to cool sand. She held up a fits full and slowly opened her hand for the wind to blow it away. She watched as the sand blew away into the darkness.

"Hey, how you holding up?" Jack's voice sounded, as he sat next to the girl in the sand.

"Me?" she shrugged. "I'm fine I guess. I'm just siting around trying to pass the time with useless daydreaming."

"What's this for?"He slowly picked up the golden trophy that was sitting on her lap and read the title out loud. "First place junior Olympic champion?" he smiled. "Jess, this is great." he looked at her with a proud smile.

"Yeah, it's great I guess..." Jessie said, very unenthusiastic.

"Why is it I detect the slightest bit of disappointment in your voice? Your not happy with wining first place?"

She shook her head. "No, no I am. It's just ... I wish my parents could had been there to see me, you know?"

Jack nodded. "How are your parents anyway?"

Jessie let out a bitter laugh. "The same way they were four years ago. The same cut thought banter, and ridiculous scenes. They're still trying to make the other as miserable as humanly possible. Only now it's worse because my brothers gone."

"Gone?"

She nodded, trying to hold back tears. "Trent died almost two years ago. He was shot and killed to death."

A sympathetic look crossed his face. He knew Jessie and Trent were close.

"I'm sorry to hear that."

Jessie gave Jack a sad yet grateful smile. She reaches over with her hand and give Jack's hand a light squeezes to show her gratitude.

FLASHBACK

Jessie was sitting alone at a quaint little café in lower Manhattan. She anxiously looked down at her watch for about the hundredth time.

"God, where is he? He's almost an hour late..." Time was slowly passing. 6:00 pm... 6:35 pm... 7:00 pm...

Disappointed, Jessie sadly gathered her things and haled a taxi cab home. She was really looking forward to seeing Trent that day.

END FLASHBACK

-

The sound of Vincent the dog's barking was sent through the camp, waking up all sleeping survivors. Everyone gathered when they heard crashing and banging coming from the fuselage.

"What is that?" Natalie asked. Someone ran up beside her, and a look of shock crossed the young girl's face when she saw that it was Jack. He wasn't looking at her though. He was looking at the fuselage, his flashlight pointed in the direction of it. Warily, he stepped closer, Sawyer and David following. The three very brace men approached, and looked closer, their flashlights shining in, when the sound of an animal was heard.

"...Run!"

Day Five - Middle Section

"What were those things last night?" Poul asked no one in particular.

"Mr. Locke said that they were boars." Taylor replied to him.

"Boars?" Jon queried. "I suppose that would make sense. I've heard of boars living in jungles such as this one."

"Yeah." Natalie said. "When I was in grade seven we read up about it."

"I wonder what they were doing in the fuselage?" Brendan asked.

"Whadaya think, Sug?" Saywer said. "Eatin'."

-

"What are you making?" Jordan asked Sayid, walking over to him as he toyed with the transceiver.

"Too soon to talk about." he said. "I'm not sure if it will even work."

"You're trying to pick up the transmission, aren't you?" Jordan asked. "The one we heard on the transceiver."

Sayid nodded. "If the French Woman's transmissions have truly been playing on a loop for sixteen years, then there must be a power source on the island."

"And you can find it?"

"Hypothetically, yes. I'm making an antenna of sorts. With a few of these mounted at different points on the island, I may be able to use the transceiver to triangulate the signal, find ou where it's coming from."

"So what can I do to help?"

Sayid smiled a little. "It appears you're as anxious to get off this island as I am."

-

"So it was boars?" Jessie asked Boone, as the two of them walked across the beach towards Shannon and Tetra.

He nodded.

"Creepy..."

"Yeah. Hopefully they won't come back, but we're burning the fuselage tonight."

A look of shock crossed her face. "What?"

They stopped and faced each other. "You didn't hear? It was Jack's idea. We can't just leave the bodies there..."

"I guess he's right." she nodded.

"Yeah." Boone looked over to the two blond's. "I'll catch up with you later." he said.

"Alright, bye." she watched him as he walked off.

FLASHBACK

"Mom! Renee! I'm home!" Jessie called out as she removed her coat, hanging it in the coat closet down the hall. "Mom?" As usual, nobody was home. She shruged her sholders carelessly. "Eh, figures". They were probably out working at the gallery, she thought.

Jessie walked over to the kitchen to get herself a glass of orange juice. On the kitchen counter she spoted the red blinking light of the phone's answering machine flashing 'three messages'. She pressed the button and proceeded to serve herself. The first message is one of her mothers clients. The second one was her dad, yelling about some court date her mother missed. And the last one was....

"Hey short stump, it's me Trent."

She rolled her eyes. "Like I don't know who you are, doofus." She said to herself. She'd recognized his voice anywhere.

"Anyway, listen. I think I might be a little late to meet with you today."

She snorted into her glass of juice. "Huh, a little? More like not show up."

"But look...I promise to make it up to you as soon as I get there, okay? Something sort of came up at the last minute. So yeah, I'll catch you later all right sis-- and try to stay out of trouble.

Jessie smiled while sitting at the kitchen counter drinking her juice.

"End of messages." The machine beeped once more, and then turned off.

END FLASHBACK


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