Hi! I've got about three reviews so far and I hope to get more. I'd like also to add that this will NOT,and I repeat,NOT be a one-shot. I mean,I'm posting a second chapter here people,so It can't be,right?

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Sawyer staled back to camp followed silently by the others. He couldn't believe what he had just done. Well,if that hadn't set the guy against him,nothing had.

Once he reached the camp,he stalked over to his usual sleeping area. Resting his head on the makeshift pillow,he felt darkness take over him. He fell asleep instantly.

The next morning,just as he was waking up,he heard talking. Being close to the medical tent,he knew where it was coming from.

"Well,what's wrong with him?"

"I don't know. Last night he only had a small fever. Now he's broken out into a cold swea,and he won't wake up. I've already given him some meds,but I'm not sure if they'll work."

It was Jack and Kate. They were talking about someone inside of the tent. Streaching as he stood up,Sawyer walked twords the two.

"Who's sick?" He asked,still yawning.

Jack replied an answer that Sawyer really didn't want to hear.

"Charlie."

Shivering,Sawyer looked through the tent flap.

"How serious?"

"Don't know yet. Last night I went up to him while he was lying on the beach,and he was really sick. When I felt his forehead,he was fevered. It may be blood poisoning, or it could be something else. Not sure."

Shivering,Sawyer looked at the woods.

"Any meds that might help that kinda crap? Like med for blood poisoning?"

"Not a lot,and they're hardly strong enough to cure anything. Just painkillers and things like that."

"Anyway you could get the meds ya' need?"

Jack shook his head,sighing.

The only way to get that strong of painkillers is for someone to treck back into the woods to the building. It's pretty late in the day,so where going to have to go tommorow."

Sawyer looked at Charlie through the opening in the tent.

"Any volunteers? 'Cuase I sure as hell ain't goin' in there alone."

Jack and Kate where both surprised at him.

"What? You both act like I want him to die sometimes."

With that,he walked off to grabb a botlle of water,and for once talk to Sayid like a normal person. He knew that he'd have to be civilized to convince him to help go for medicine.

Later that night as Sayid and Kate slept,Sawyer and Jack attended to the fire and Charlie. They switched back and forth,and both were kept awake incase something happened.

Later,closer to morning,Sawyer and Jack switched so that Jack was at fire duty and Sawyer was watching over Charlie. Jack was out of site,but not ear shot or being able to see into the tent.

Sawyer gently strocked some of Charlie's hair out of the pale face and whispeared,"Don't worry. You'll be fine. I'll get those meds and you'll be fine."

Sawyer leaned down and gently kissed Charlie's forehead.

Jack smiled with relization,and walked to the fire.

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Well,there's chapter two. If you want,send in your ideas for Charlie's illness.