Lena's shift of guarding the camp from Ethan and his people ended around midnight, and as it became that time, she handed her torch to Boone, who looked grim as he prepared for his shift.
She tucked her sword into the sheath and leaned against a tree, quickly giving in to sleep…
Bam! The garbage bag alarm fell. Quick as a whip, Lena jumped to her feet, her blade somehow already in her hand. Instincts, she supposed.
She ran towards the source of the sound, passing a slightly-slower-than-her Boone.
There was a loud female scream a few feet away from the garbage bag alarm. Lena skidded to a stop and stared in horror at the body lying facedown in the sand.
"What happen?" Boone exclaimed as he ran up next to Lena. She knelt down next to the body and felt for a pulse, but she knew her efforts were futile.
"Is he alive?" Sayid, who had just arrived, asked.
"No." Lena said shakily. "He- he's dead."
"Oh god." Boone whispered, barely audible.
"How did he get past us?" Sayid wondered.
"Who is that?" Boone asked, ignoring Sayid. Clearly he felt guilty that it happened on his watch.
"Scott." Lena answered, recognizing his bloody face. "Ethan did exactly what he said he would. And he's going to do it again."
…
"Scott Jackson worked for an internet company in Santa Cruz." Hurley began at Scott's funeral. "He won a sales prize: a two week Australian vacation, all expenses paid. He was a good guy. Sorry, I kept calling you Steve, man. Um, amen, I guess."
"Amen." A few people muttered. Something about Scott's death hit Lena hard, hit everybody hard. They tried hard to prevent it, but they couldn't stop it no matter what they tried.
…
"You've had guns the whole time, and you didn't want to say anything?!"
"Believe me, I am just as surprised as you." Sayid said. A few minutes ago, he had approached her and told her that Jack had a case full of guns that they were now going to use on Ethan, and she was shocked.
"Do you know how to use a gun or not, Lena?" Jack asked.
"If I say yes, will you ask why?" Lena countered skeptically, not wanting to reveal things about her past.
"No."
"Then yes, I do." She said. Jack raised his eyebrows but didn't say anything, and handed her one of the guns, and she felt the cold metal in her hand, trying not to think about all of the times she had used one.
She had really wanted to change her ways, but Lena guessed that wasn't happening any time soon.
"Are you insane?!" Charlie shouted, storming over to them. "You're going to use Claire as bait?!"
"What?!" Lena exclaimed. No one had told her that part of the plan.
"It's the best chance we have, Charlie." Jack sighed.
"No. No bloody way."
If you want to capture Ethan, we have to ensnare him." Sayid said. "And the only way do that is by giving him what he wants."
"You have no idea what you're talking about." Charlie spat. "This guy will kill you all. You can't protect her-"
"Charlie, I can speak for myself." Claire said as she entered the caves. "I don't remember Ethan, or what he did to me. But if I can help stop him from hurting anyone else, I have to do that."
"Then I'm coming with you." Charlie stated. "You said there were 5 guns."
"Have you ever fired a weapon, Charlie?" Locke asked. Charlie glanced down at the ground as an answer. Furiously, he stomped away.
"Charlie is right." Locke said.
"About what?" Jack asked distractedly.
"We have 5 guns, we should have 5 men." It didn't take a genius to figure out who he was talking about.
"No." Lena said. "You want to trust Sawyer with a gun?!"
"I agree with Lena, that's a terrible idea." Sayid added.
"It's also the only one we have." Jack sighed. "Let's go down to the beach, get Sawyer, and then we can go through with the plan.
…
Since the blind date, Lena had been on many more dates with the man, who's name was Joseph.
That day, she was going to his apartment, and they were going to have dinner together. She was only a little nervous. No, scratch that, a lot nervous.
She knocked on the door, and it was opened immediately by Joseph's dark brown eyes. His hair was a mess, and he was practically covered in flour.
"Um…" He began, trying to flatten his hair. "I tried to cook. It didn't go well."
"It's okay." Lena said, desperately trying to hold back laughter. "We can just order pizza."
"That's a great idea." Joseph said. Once he turned around, Lena silently let out all of her laughs.
Joseph ordered the pizza, and the two of them ate it while watching a baseball game. Neither of them were rooting for a specific team, and they were barely paying attention to the game.
"So, Lena." Jospeh said. "I was, uh, wondering if you wanted to, you know, officially be my girlfriend?"
Lena was shocked into silence. She had never officially been with anyone, and she didn't know who to say. She had no idea why anyone would want to date her.
"You don't have to, if you don't want to." Joseph said, seeing Lena's silence. "It's okay-" Lena stopped him by kissing him, and their arms wrapped around each other so naturally, like two pieces of a puzzle.
"So I guess that's a yes?" Joseph said.
"Yes." Lena whispered. "Joseph… I love you."
…
Lena crouched down behind a large rock, her gun in hand. Everyone else was scattered throughout the area, including Kate and Sawyer, who Jack had managed to recruit.
It was raining, which was inconvenient for both sides. So, Lena supposed, it could also be an advantage.
Claire walked through the open jungle, looking terrified but walking confidently. Lena admired her bravery and willingness to do this.
Suddenly, Ethan burst out of a tree and started to chase Claire. Lena readied her weapon as Jack ran forward and tackled Ethan to the ground.
Lena saw Jack's gun fly out of his hand as he and Ethan punched each other, before Jack gained the upper hand and shoved Ethan into the mud.
At this point, Sawyer, Lena, and Kate had arrived, all pointing their guns at the mysterious Ethan.
"Hold your fire!" Sayid ordered as he approached with Locke.
"Nice once, Doc." Sawyer commented as Jack rose up from the ground. "Now, somebody tell me who or what this son of a bitch is!"
Ethan started to weakly stand up, and all of them - besides Jack- pointed their guns at him.
"Not so fast, jungle boy." Sawyer said. "Not even-"
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Ethan staggered back, six bullet holes appearing in his chest. He collapsed to the ground as blood flowed from his wounds. Jack ran forward, but even Lena could tell that Ethan was already dead.
She turned around, wanting to see who had fired the shots, and was immensely surprised by who she saw.
"Charlie?!"