A/N: Right here is the next chapter that I just know you've all been waiting for eery silence Yeah, um, right. I will apologise in advance for this, it's tedious and slightly lame but had to be done...the next few will be better I hope! I just didn't expect to get this far so soon so got a little stuck.

Thunderbird-Shrapnel, pepsemaxke, allie-tracy and JenCarpeDiem - Thank you for your reviews. You know by now how much I appreciate your kind words and comments!

killhill2003 - Thank you too and even bigger thanks for the idea of shoving Tin-Tin up in TB5...I might just do that!

Virgil awoke the next morning with brilliant white sun light streaming through his windows and straight into his eyes.

Taking a moment to collect his bearings, Virgil instantly remembered the night before activities and rolled over expecting to be greeted by the sleeping form of Sophia.

But his bed contained only him.

Slightly taken aback, he assumed Sophia had got up for breakfast or something and proceeded to pull himself from his bed and put on a pair of shorts.

"Morning," Virgil yawned as he entered the kitchen. Alan and Gordon were already awake and helping themselves to breakfast. Scott, who had returned late last night was still in bed.

"Nice hair," Alan remarked, leaving the kitchen area with a large bowl of cereal. "Rough night perhaps?"

"Cram it Alan," Virgil retorted, attempting to flatten his unruly hair.

Settling himself on a chair at the breakfast bar, Virgil casually noticed Sophia was not around.

"So, um where's Sophia," He asked as casually as possible.

"Beach," Gordon replied before spooning muesli into his mouth.

"Right," Virgil said with a nod and slipping off the chair. "Right."

Virgil left the kitchen via the large glass sliding doors and made his way down toward the beach. The storm had finished late the previous night and the sun was already baking hot on Virgil's bare neck and shoulders.

He took the short walk down the little piece of beach which the path led to and saw Sophia hugging her knees to her and settled on the sand, looking out to sea.

Virgil approached her slowly, noticing she hadn't styled her hair, instead allowed it to hang loosely with kinks running through her usually straight hair.

"Hey," Virgil said quietly, making Sophia jerk her head around in shock and surprise.

"Oh. Hi," Sophia said quickly, realising who it was and setting her glass of water down into the soft, white sand.

Virgil sat down next to her and with neither of them knowing what to say, the pair simply watched the waves.

"I don't just sleep with the first person I meet," Sophia said suddenly, no longer able to hold her tongue. Virgil turned to her, surprised at her choice of words.

"And I know I've only known you for a little more than two weeks but it still doesn't mean I'm tarty and don't think it's so. I don't just throw myself at the best looking boy I see!" Sophia continued, her voice rising slightly in apparent hysteria.

"You think I'm the best looking?" Virgil echoed, clearly missing Sophia's point.

"Virgil!"

"I don't think you're tarty," Virgil replied at once. "You English and your weird phrases. I would never consider you tarty."

"Good because I'm not," Sophia replied defensively, folding her arms across her chest. "I'm not."

"It was my first time too," Virgil admitted quietly and slowly. He looked up at Sophia as he finished speaking.

"It...it was?" Sophia replied, astonished.

"Uh huh," Virgil said, looking away and circling his finger in the sand next to him.

"Oh," Sophia replied and didn't know what else to say so the pair sat in silence for a few minutes.

"I'm sorry," Sophia after the prolonged silence and didn't really know why she said it.

"For it happening?" Virgil asked seriously, looking back up at her.

"No! No, Virgil. God no," Sophia corrected. "I'm just sorry. I didn't know you were...it was your..."

Sophia had now caught Virgil's habit of muttering and rambling her way through conversations.

"It's ok. I understand what you're saying," Virgil replied with a lazy smile. It was as if they had their own weird little ramble language.

"I just don't know what to say to you," Sophia admitted gently.

"Don't say anything," Virgil replied softly and bent his head to meet her lips with his own carefully.

Both smiled bashfully as they parted moments later, and both quite pink in the face.

"Whatever is Pen going to say?" Sophia exclaimed. "And your Dad! And Scott!"

"I don't care," Virgil replied easily. "They can say whatever they bloody want."

"It sounds so weird hearing an American say bloody."

"Then they can say whatever they buggering want."

"Even weirder."

"How about they can say whatever they fu -,"

"Virgil!"

Virgil merely laughed. He had laughed more around Sophia in these few weeks than he had laughed in the past year and he liked they way it felt.

"This is not how I usually start my relationships," Sophia commented, picking up her glass and sipping from it.

"That's a relief," Virgil replied as he lent back on his hands, the early morning sun tingling on his bare skin. "Have you had breakfast?"

"Yes."

"You did get up early. I better get back and try and salvage something before Alan eats it all," Virgil said reluctantly, preparing himself to get up.

"OK. I'm going to stay here for a while longer. I'm a bit apprehensive about seeing your brothers anyway," Sophia admitted, grinning bashfully once again.

"Don't worry about them," Virgil replied, pushing himself up from his seated position and covering his eyes from the sun as he looked down at Sophia.

"See you a little later on," Sophia smiled and Virgil turned and began his slow walk back to the house.

Smiling to himself, he let his mind wander to last night wanting to remember every detail as clearly as possible.

Just as Virgil was coming into view of the house he heard something.

"VIRGIL!"

Virgil spun around so fast, he almost lost his footing. It was a woman's voice so could belong to the only woman currently on the Island...Sophia.

Virgil turned and watched in rigid horror as Sophia, who he had left a mere minute ago was being dragged by someone toward the sea. She was kicking her legs and shouting something but the figure held her tightly, her arms pinned behind her back.

"So-Sophia!" Virgil shouted, hardly believing what he was seeing. He went to sprint back toward her but she and the figure disappeared under the waters surface, Sophia still kicking and struggling.

A/N: Don't fret, I'm not going down the whole damsel in distress, hero saves the day road! I'm going to be a little more original...I hope! Jodie