Author's Notes: Man, it HAS been awhile, hasn't it? The bottom line is, real life has been devouring my fanfiction like a shark at a tuna festival. To those of you still reading, I can only promise to try to get my fics back on track. So here we go! A quick basic recap:

Sana – has found out that some devious Jana shipper has replaced the hypno-reels intended to forge a Sawyer/Ana love connection with Jack reels. Now it's JANA time.

Sawyer – is accompanying the mysterious Hoodie girl across the island in order to get a signal from a Russian airbase outside of the island. Glitches ensued, but more importantly, Hoodie revealed herself to be none other than our favorite Alex! A Special Operator and Goodwill Ambassador of ASL, the Anti Shipper League! Finally, my people. :P

Chapter 12: S-S-S-Secrets!

Kate sat waiting in her holding cell, twiddling her thumbs. She was waiting to carry out her part in the mission. It took a moment to remind herself what the mission was again. Since Ana was the mole that everyone had hoped didn't exist, they would have to flush her out. Another words, expose the bitch to everyone for what she really was. Kate was the one who was going to do that, since she had been captured implicitly for the purpose of revealing Ana for what she was-a traitor. Kate still didn't know how she was going to pull this trick off, but she was sure that, somehow, she would. Dramatic as it seemed, it was her destiny.

There was a poster on the wall nearby that one of the K.A.T.I.E. operatives had hung up to "add some cheer." It was of several artistically cut and cropped pictures of Kate wielding a shotgun, above which, in red ink, there was the sentence: "The Austen Initiative." Kate smiled a little as she admired the poster. The smile faded when she got to wondering how the heck they had gotten pictures of her like that...and why the images were so focused...almost professionally photographed. Kate's eyes drifted along her cell. If there were cameras in holding cells, why shouldn't there be cameras in the jungle? Kate frowned. She began to wonder. All that stuff about Ana Lucia and Sawyer...did they really expect her to believe that Ana was a traitor? The evidence was damning, and hell, it was easy to believe, but in context, it didn't make sense. Why should all roads lead back to Sawyer? What was so important about him?

It started to disturb Kate how very secretive the "Good Guys" were.

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At the Skater Op Centre quadrant of The Medusa Station, Jennifer was being sent some bad news.

"Alex did what?!"

The James (Sawyer) Ford Hussy who had delivered the information nodded solemnly.

"I don't believe this! Have the Jawyers been notified?"

"Don't believe they have. They've been having their own problems with some of the Jack factions these past hours."

"This is nuts." Jennifer paced. "If the ASL people have Sawyer...then we've got a problem." Jennifer ran a contemplative hand through her hair. "This will have to be a temporary setback." She folded her arms. "We've still got tons of Sawyer clips for Kate's Hypno-Reel. Kate thinks she's going in for some evaluations, so she's being co-operative. Gotta love that girl, she's a real team player! When everything's done, we'll stick her in with Jack and Sayid in the holding room and let them go back to the beach. Then finally Kate can 'expose' that trigger happy bitch Ana to the whole damn island."

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Kate heard her cell door opening. She turned to see Jennifer stood at the door, flanked by two K.A.T.I.E operatives in white Dharma jumpers.

"You ready Kate?"

Kate stood up and broadened her posture.

"As I'll ever be."

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Jack pulled his shirt on, all too aware of the pair of obsidian eyes that were appraising him. Jack was, at the moment, feeling a little guilty, but every time he thought about what him and Ana had shared, Kate's face flashed into his mind's eye, and then that surveillance footage, and then...well, then, Jack didn't feel so bad.

He turned back to look at Ana. She seemed to be waiting for him to say something, a joke, an exclamation, an answer, anything. Somehow, Ana didn't care to know the technicalities what had just happened. All she could think about was...Jack.

"I'm glad I found you." Jack ran a hand through his hair.

Ana frowned a little as if something had occurred to her. "How did you find me?" The frown grew deeper. "In fact, what are you doing here...at all? I thought you were back at the beach."

"Well I was. I-I went to look for you...actually."

"For me?"

"Well-actually, Sawyer." Jack turned to sit cross-legged on the bed. His hand slightly brushed against Ana's. "I meant to find Sawyer first. I needed to...needed to discuss something with him." Jack cleared his throat. "So I went looking for him and someone knocked me out. Next thing I know, I'm waking up in some kind of holding area-and Sayid's there!"

"Sayid's here?"

"Just down the hall in the holding room...last time I checked anyway."

Ana sighed. She ran her hands over her face. "Okay--well--I'm a little confused Jack." She looked straight at him. Jack made a subtle point of not establishing eye contact.

"Why did this happen, Jack?"

Jack was quiet. There was Kate's face again. He could see her clearly in his mind. Kate and Sawyer. Together. The needles stabbed at him again. His wished he could erase that image from his mind.

"Jack?"

His eyes lanced back to Ana. She looked concerned. "What's wrong, Jack?"

"Nothing." He said after a moment. "Nothing at all."

Ana took his hand and intertwined their fingers, absentmindedly fiddling with her silver ring.

To Be Continued...