A/N: Banners and Freighter OCs welcome! Props to anyone who gets the title (It's a reference to Gavin and Sawyer's friendship!~) Anyway here we go!

Charlie walked over to the tide pools where Rhys and James were fishing. Charlie noticed that Rhys had changed out of his white polo shirt and jeans to something cleaner. He wore a dark blue button down and a pair of black jeans. The sleeves of his new shirt were rolled up past his elbows so he could freely dip his hands into the shallow tide pools. It was clear that he borrowed the outfit from Jin; it looked like the same outfit he was wearing earlier. James had changed out of his black muscle shirt to a white tank top with a green dress shirt over it. The dress shirt hung open so you could see the tank top and the double set of dog tags that hung from his neck.

"Hi," Charlie said suddenly, which made the two men look up from their fishing. Rhys narrowed his eyes at Charlie, while James gave a quick smile. "Can I speak with Rhys?" Charlie asked while rubbing his head. Judging on the looks Rhys was giving him, Charlie wondered if Hurley would have had a better shot at this. James shrugged and picked up what seemed to be oysters. He piled them into an empty soup can and trudged off to the beach.

"What do you want?" Rhys asked as he stood up. He was taller than Charlie was and his eyes glared down at Charlie's.

"We have kind of a problem…"

"Talk to your boss, Jack."

"Right well… we can't really trust him with this… and yes we thought about Garret," Charlie added when Rhys opened his mouth once more.

"So I'm your lucky number three? Great, since I have nothing better to do, what's your problem." In all honesty Rhys was excited, he couldn't help but be interested. They couldn't trust Jack? Now Rhys didn't like to cause trouble, but if it was already brewing, he was very interested.

"I'm gonna need to show you… come with me." Rhys followed Charlie to a tent that was at the edge of all others. Charlie stopped by the front of the tent and opened the flap. Rhys was taken aback, inside was a dark skinned woman and Desmond. He was wiping sweat away from her face. The woman had long curly hair and dark eyes. Two things bothered Rhys about her, one he looked like she was in severe pain and two; he had never seen her before.

"Naomi," Charlie said slowly. "This is Rhys. He's here to help." Desmond smiled up at Rhys as Naomi opened her eyes to look at him.

"How did you get here?" Rhys asked her, but in reality he was looking at Desmond for an answer.

"Our helicopter crashed into the water, and I ended up in the jungle, we took off from a freighter, about 80 nautical miles off the shore," Naomi responded.

"What do you mean 'our' there's more of you?"

"Yes, we have a team…"

"So you're here to rescue us!" Rhys said excitedly. Sure he had only been on this island for about a week, but he wanted off. With this woman here, everyone could leave.

"Well, no… you see Flight 815 had been found,"

"At the bottom of the ocean, yes. We know," Rhys interrupted Naomi with a sigh. She studied his face before continuing.

"How? Do you all have radio or something?" She asked genuinely interested. Rhys glanced at Desmond to see of Naomi could be trusted; Desmond gave a quick nod.

"I didn't come here on that flight… I came with eight other people, our boat crashed here a few weeks ago. My group has already informed the others about their… predicament."

"I see, so you've been informed about the flight being found."

"Yeah… but, if you didn't come to this place looking for the survivors of Oceanic Flight 815, why did you come?"

"For Desmond Hume," Naomi gestured to Desmond with her head. Desmond smiled widely back at her.

"Are you two, like together or something?" Asked Rhys with raised eyebrows as his brown eyes scanned the two.

"No, a woman named Penelope Widmore sent us to find him. I don't know why, I never met her." Rhys' eyes settled on Naomi as he gave a disbelieving smile and short chuckle,

"I'm sorry, I think I may have misheard you, who sent you?"

"A woman named Penelope Widmore."

"Widmore, as in Charles Widmore?" Rhys asked and his voice raised a pitch.

"I believe so, why?" Naomi asked. Rhys stood up and raced out of the tent. Charlie grabbed his arm and tried to yank him back.

"What's your problem?" Yelled Charlie.

"I don't want anything to do with that woman… I'm done, find someone else to burden with your problems," Rhys snapped furiously as he started walking away.

"What? Problem? She's our way off this island mate, come back!"

"I don't think you heard me, I don't want anything to do with her!" Rhys yelled again before running off.

Averi sat perched behind a dark green bush. She peaked her blue eyes over the top of the foliage to peek at a sitting couple. It was Martina and Garret. She was leaning in whispering something to him that Averi couldn't quite hear. Suddenly a small figure plopped themselves down next to Averi. She turned to look and saw that it was Skye. Skye's dark brown hair was held up in a messy bun on top of her head, she seemed to have borrowed a pink tank top from someone.

"What are you doing?" Skye whispered as she too looked over the foliage.

"Spying on my brother dearest. I think he's finally going to make a move on Martina, it's so obvious."

"Yeah, you think so?"

"Listen," Averi commanded. Both Skye and her gave their full attention to the scene in front of them.

"Do you remember when we first met? It was by total chance if you think about it," Garret reminisced.

"Of course I remember it. You literally crashed into me. You looked so frazzled, it was cute," Martina teased as she put her messy hair into a ponytail. Garret rolled his eyes and tugged on the fresh ponytail,

"I am not cute, I am handsome or gorgeous." Martina laughed,

"Gorgeous is for females,"

"No, it's like handsome. You can call a girl handsome. I could describe you as handsome… but I mean, gorgeous would probably be the better word," Garret said as he looked away. Martina wanted nothing more than to kiss Garret, but she couldn't. She knew he was a bit of a flirt, it ran in the family. She wished she could tell if he was telling the truth.

"You really think so?" She whispered.

"Huh? Oh yeah…" Garret said embarrassed.

"I didn't realize I was your type."

"I have a type?" Garret asked as he raised his eyebrows.

"Yeah, you know, blonde hair, blue eyes… that kind of girl."

"You just perfectly described how Averi looks… you think I should date her?"

"No… girls who look like her!"

"You mean Melissa?" Garret asked referring to his blue-eyed friend. Martina's brown eyes widened in horror.

"No! You can't date her!" She yelled. Garret smiled and leaned closer,

"And why's that?"

"You know why," she whispered. Garret smiled and captured Martina's lips with his own. He touched her face with his good hand while she ran her fingers through his blonde hair. The kiss was everything it should be, kind and sensual. Garret pulled away slowly,

"Sorry," he whispered. "But… I think I might love you. If that makes any sense…"

"It should, because I've loved you since the minute we met. I just assumed…"

"That I wasn't interested?" He interrupted

"Exactly," She finished.

"Well in case you couldn't tell, I am interested, very interested."

"YES! I knew it! Skye I told you!" Garret and Martina looked around suddenly. Averi was standing behind a large bush with her hands up in the air, her blue eyes were gleaming and she was jumping around. Garret noticed Skye slowly stand up and watched as she gave a weak smile at the couple.

"What the hell!" Garret exclaimed as he stood up. "What the hell Ave? Were you spying on us?"

"Well duh… but don't act so high and mighty, you used to spy on me and Rhys!"

"Only for the first couple of months!"

"You spied on her for months?" Martina asked. Garret gave a nervous laugh,

"Well she's my baby sister…"

"That's no excuse you're just as nosy as I am," concluded Averi with a smirk. "But that aside… finally. That's all I have to say."

"Then go away," joked Martina as she turned away from Averi.

"Fine, we know when we're not wanted. Come on Skye!" Skye shook her head and followed Averi away from the golden couple.

"Was it necessary to spy?"

"Of course not… but he's my brother…"

"So your concerned?" Skye asked as she and Averi walked over to Skye and Riena's new tent.

"It's not that so much as it is weird. I'm so used to my brother being single… if he gets with someone, I want it to work out…"

"Of course you do… hey look there's Rhys." Sure enough the angry man was storming right towards him. Averi noticed and stood up concerned,

"Is everything okay?"

"Sort of…"

"Tell me what's wrong."

"Get Garret and meet me over by that tree okay? Hurry, this is important!"

Gavin sat on a large boulder next to a slow running stream. Sawyer was kicking his feet around in the water, trying to clean them as he spoke to Locke,

"So you said I'd change my mind about killing Ben, mind telling me why?" Locke shrugged; he too was sitting on a boulder. Gavin looked at Locke he was interested in this answer.

"It's not my place to tell you."

"Really?" Gavin asked. "Look Sawyer, I don't know this guy, but can we trust him?" Sawyer heaved a sigh and sat next to Gavin on the boulder. Gavin waited for a response, but none came.

"Look what you read in that file. About who I killed, I made a mistake, I thought he was someone else…"

"So then, who did you mean to kill?"

"Why don't we just keep going," Gavin suggested as he stood up. He knew whom Sawyer wanted to kill, because he had confided in Gavin. "We're close right?" Locke gave a small nod. They walked a bit further and Gavin was amazed at the sight before him. It was a large what seemed to be, pirate ship. The wood's color was faded, but it clearly used to be a dark black color. There were two reasonably sized wholes in the bottom of the ship, presumably where it hit a rock. Gavin wondered how the ship got all the way on land. This whole hike was a series of events.

"Son of a bitch," Gavin heard Sawyer whispered, as they got closer to the ship. Apparently they were thinking the same thing.

"Interesting hideout," Gavin noted as he surveyed the ship closer. Vines adorned the side of the ship like a necklace and Gavin wondered what treasures were hidden inside.

"Ben's inside in the brig, you ready?" Locke asked Sawyer.

"Yeah, I'm ready."

"Sawyer!" Gavin called s Sawyer started to climb into the boat, "I'm coming with you."

"He needs to do this alone," Locke called as he grabbed Gavin's arm. Gavin ripped his arm away from Locke. Locke backed away and moved next to Sawyer

"Hell no, I'm goin' with him!"

"He's right Mack, stay here," Gavin looked up as Sawyer used his old nickname.

"But Sawyer…"

"Please, just stay." Gavin heaved a deep breath then nodded at Sawyer.

"See you when you get out." Gavin watched as Sawyer and Locke climbed into the old boat. He wasn't happy about this, but if it was Sawyer's wish he would respect that. He sat down next to a tree and waited.

Averi and Garret walked over to where Rhys was leaning against a tree.

"What the hell Rhys?" Garret asked as he walked briskly over.

"This is important," he told them as they stopped in front of him.

"What is it?" Averi asked concerned. She was worried he had gotten himself into some trouble. Rhys took in a deep breath,

"Don't interrupt me when I tell you this," The two siblings nodded, "Inside the far tent there is a woman. Her name is Naomi, and she wasn't on the crashed flight. Apparently she had just parachuted from her ailing helicopter onto this island. She didn't come here to rescue the flight passengers, because she, like us, thought that they were all dead. She came for the Scottish man Desmond… some woman sent her to find him. Guess what her name was?"

"I though we weren't suppose to interrupt?" Garret asked with a smile, which quickly faded when Rhys didn't smile back.

"Shut up, this is serious Garret," Averi told her brother. "What was her name?"

"Penelope Widmore." Averi and Garret both shared a look,

"She's Charles Widmore's daughter…" Garret mumbled.

"What are the chances?" Averi asked as she stared out at the ocean.

"I bet she knows more than what she told you, what else did she say?"

"She came on a freighter that is 80 nautical miles off the cost," Rhys informed them.

"That's about 92 miles… we wouldn't be able to see the freighter. Which brings the question if it even exists…"

"It has to, is it possible for a helicopter to come that far?" She asked the two guys.

"I don't think so, so there has to be a freighter, and it makes sense. Before your boat was destroyed it had a hole in the hull. It was probably caused by a reef… so maybe it surrounds this place," Rhys suggested. Garret nodded his head and glanced out at the calm ocean before speaking,

"That is possible, but either way, we need more information. It's the far tent right? We should go see her, come on."

Gavin waited impatiently for Locke and Sawyer to come back. He noticed a rumbling in the bushes and he stood up immediately, it was a tanned, brown haired woman.

"Who are you!" Gavin yelled as he stepped forward prepared to defend himself.

"Danielle Rousseau," the woman told him. She had a strong French accent.

"I haven't seen you at the beach," Gavin told her as she approached him slowly.

"That is because I am not from your group. I am a native," Danielle explained.

"So you're an Other?" Gavin asked as he eyed a rock near by. He could hit her with it of she tried to attack.

"No, I am not with that group."

"So you're an other Other?" He asked slowly. She gave a small smile,

"Somewhat." After that she seemed to ignore him as she walked over to enter the boat.

"Where are you going?" He asked.

"There is something I must get in here."

"Then I'm coming with you!" He yelled and followed her into the ship. It had to be a slave ship; there were chains everywhere he looked. There were also boxes. Gavin reached over to touch a box when a strong hand grabbed his wrist, it was the French woman.

"That is dynamite, don't touch it." Gavin pulled his hand away slowly. This woman was creeping her out, he wondered if she hung out here. Rousseau pushed open a wooden door and there was John Locke.

"Rousseau," Locke said as he raised a flashlight, when he noticed Gavin his eyes narrowed, "Gavin."

"Jackass," Gavin smiled back as he leaned against the doorframe. Rousseau cast him a sharp look before turning back to Locke. She reminds me of my mother, Gavin thought, as he looked Rousseau up and down.

"Locke," she said, a loud knocking echoed over her voice. Gavin looked up at the sound and saw a boarded door.

"Why are you here?" Locke asked Danielle.

"Dynamite. You?" Another loud knocking was heard and Gavin studied the door.

"Let me out!" Yelled a voice that sounded very much like Sawyer.

"Is Sawyer in there?" Sawyer yelled again, "Is he!" Locke shined the flashlight over to dynamite crates,

"The crates are over there." Gavin walked forward to stand next to Rousseau. She grabbed a box and made to leave. Gavin pushed past her to stand in front of Locke, he backed off once Locke drew his knife.

"You need to let me in there, or let him out," Gavin ordered.

"I can't do that," Locke sighed as he continued to sharpen a piece of wood with the knife.

"And why is that? What does he have do by himself?" Gavin asked frustrated with Locke's lack of cooperation.

"Do you know who is in there?" Locke asked as he looked up from the stick.

"Sawyer."

"Do you know who else?" Locke asked. Gavin made an angry face and shook his head,

"Clearly I don't!"

"James."

"James is Sawyer, you know that," Gavin snapped. Locke looked up at Gavin and Sawyer knocked again. Sudden realization filled Gavin,

"That's not Ben in there is it?" Locke shook his head; "Sawyer's in there, the real Sawyer… and you put James in there with him? What the hell is wrong with you!" Gavin yelled as he waved his arms around.

"Those dynamite boxes are unstable be careful," Locke cautioned him.

"Do you know what you've done! That man in there killed James' parents! What the hell is wrong with you!"

"He needs to do this."

"Kill Sawyer? No he doesn't!" Gavin yelled and made his way to open the door. Locke grabbed the back of his shirt and tossed him on the ground. Gavin was too shocked to react. Locke held the knife to Gavin's throat. Locke's piercing blue eyes clashed with Gavin's turquoise ones,

"He needs to do this alone."

Gavin had settled himself against the side of the boat, far away from Locke and the dynamite. Even though his body was away from Locke, his eyes never left. He glared at the unmoving man and was jolted when he stood up and unlocked the door. Gavin stood up slowly and watched as Locke disappeared into the room. Gavin didn't have to enter to know what he would find, a dead body and Sawyer. Suddenly Sawyer rushed passed him and Gavin ran after. Sawyer stopped by a bush and puked out whatever was in his stomach. Gavin stood close by his friend and glared at Locke when he approached.

"You two can leave now."

"Why the hell did you do that?" Gavin asked as he approached Locke.

"He ruined all of our lives. You wouldn't kill him, not fast enough anyway. I knew James would… and he had it coming. But there is something else. Juliet is a mole."

"What?" Sawyer asked, shocked because of how sudden Locke changed topics and what the new conversation was about. Both Sawyer and Gavin looked at Locke, sure Gavin didn't know Juliet, but this was still weird. "Ben sent her to find out which of our women are pregnant. Three days from now there will be a raid on the beach and they will take them."

"How much sex have you guys been having?" Exclaimed Gavin in shock. Just because they're stranded on a deserted island doesn't mean they have to go breeding like rabbits, Gavin thought.

"Ignore him," Sawyer managed to spit out as he stood up. "Why are you tellin' me this?" Sawyer gasped out.

"So you can warn the camp."

"You warn the camp," spat Sawyer as he glared at Locke.

"I'm not going back," Locke informed them calmly with a small smile.

"Let me guess," Gavin growled as he put a hand on Sawyer's shoulder, "You're going back undercover!"

"I was never undercover Gavin," Locke told them. "I'm on my own journey now." Gavin stepped forward, pulled his fist back and smashed it into Locke's face.

"I've had just about enough of you!" He yelled as Locke cradled his face, Gavin pulled his fist back for another punch and landed it on Locke's head. He was about to leap on Locke when Sawyer's hand on his arm stopped him. Gavin stared at Sawyer in confusion, but he wasn't paying attention, he was waiting for Locke to get back up. Locke had red marks on his face, which could later turn into bruises.

"Even if I told them about Juliet they wouldn't believe me. I've been sayin' that since day one," Sawyer explained.

"I know, that's why Gavin will tell them. And you will show them this." Locke managed to pull out a small black tape recorder. He tossed the tape recorder to Sawyer who caught it. Locke still managed to give a smile before he walked away.

A/N: FINALLY! Garret and Martina! Thank god I finally wrote that scene! On a sadder note, poor Sawyer, I hated that scene in the show… Anyway at least it's over with. I personally really liked the interaction between Gavin and Rousseau… I can see more of those… they would be like my weird crack paring if Gavin was really on the show. So Naomi's told Rhys about "Penelope" sending her and he told Garret and Averi. What happens next? I'm thinking some serious Garret and Naomi action going on, not the good kind either. Plus maybe Sayid will help him out and they can get over that whole torture incident… or not. Anyway Sawyer and Gavin are the best of friends, they will probably be inseparable from now on. In case you couldn't tell most of the OCs have grouped up with the survivors. Gavin and Sawyer, Riena and Skye with Charlie and Hurley, James and Juliet (Where will that go?) Angel with Desmond, Charlie, Jin, Hurley and Naomi, Melissa and Claire. The only four who don't really have great island friends yet are Rhys, Averi, Martina and Garret, but that's only for now. I'm thinking Garret and Jack will develop some friendship, which means Martina will probably too. And as for Rhys and Averi…. Um no idea yet (any suggestions *cough* Harper *cough* *cough*) … though she will become friends with Sawyer because of Gavin. Well until next time guys!