Sayid and I walked into the sunlight of the clearing. "Face the sun and shadows will fall behind you. That's what I think." We smiled at each other.

A few minutes later, we were on the beach. I carefully helped Sayid to the ground. He was looking really pale. "Time to change your bandage." I said, taking off his old bloody bandage and rolling on a fresh one, cleaning the would with a little bit of sea water and cloth in between. "There, how is that now? Better?"

He nodded. "Thank you."

"Anytime. Here, take some water, you look as though you need it."

Five minutes later, Sayid was looking better, a little less pale, I was so proud of myself, it felt as though I had saved his life, which I pretty much did.

"Look!" I jerked out of my happy mood as my stomach flip-flopped. Kris was injured, I could see it, one of the men was carrying her. "Great. Weslar, stay here, make sure that Sayid is ok. I'll be right back." Saying that, I sprinted over to the two men and Kris. Thankfully, she was still breathing.

"What happened to her?" Panic making me shake I looked down to see Bosco staring up at me, a worried look in his eyes. "It's ok boy, I hope." I scratched him behind the ears shakily.

"She is ok, don't worry, she is just suffering from dehydration and blood loss." She had a huge gash on her knee, probably from falling. Quickly getting out my first aid kit, I started to bandage her up, the man I thought to be Jack followed suit. The other man, who must have been Locke went off to the other side of the beach where Sayid was.

"You are a good friend." Jack said to me. I blushed.

"Thank you."

"Where did you learn First Aid?" He looked up putting a small band-aid on her chin.

"I'm a rescue SCUBA diver, and I," Jack looked at me, he tried to hide it, but there was pain in his eyes.

"What is it?"

"There was another survivor on this beach, she was a SCUBA diver too, and she,"

I stopped wrapping up Kris's knee.

"She drowned, I tried to save her, but there was someone else, and I could only save him." His eyes were filled with tears.

"You tried to save her Jack, that is all you could do, you saved someone else's life, that counts for something. Don't worry about it." I squeezed his shoulder and he smiled.

We sat there quietly and finished bandaging up her knee. I got out my water bottle from my pack and propped Kris's head up. Hoping that she'd drink some and come to.

"Kris?" I said, gently shaking her. She opened her eyes, Jack breathed a sigh of relief. "Here, drink this." I put the bottle to her lips and she drank some.

She sat up slowly. "Thanks." She smiled over to Jack.

"C'mon, Sayid needs help. I think that his wound needs stitches, he's losing way to much blood." Jack nodded and ran over to where I had left Sayid.

I helped Kris up. "You doin' alright now? Man, you had me worried."

"Of course I am! You didn't have to worry. But heck yeah! See who carried me to the beach?" She smiled and winked at me.

"Ah, I see." I winked back. "So, this means that Jason is out of the picture right?" Jason was Kris's love from Key Largo, Florida.

Kris gave me a playful push and laughed. "Yup! Well, not exactly, see Jack is much easier to get to then Jason is, seeing as we are on a desert island and all that."

We grinned mischievously and walked over to Sayid who was talking to Jack and Locke.

"Danielle is still on the island, she took me hostage and tortured me. She said something about the 'voices of the island', I thought she had just been hearing them because she had no human contact for so long, but I heard them as well. That's where Becca found me."

The other man named Locke looked at me. "You fixed him up?"

"Yeah, so what?"

"Nothing." But there had to be something, he kept looking at me strangely.

Ignoring his gaze, I looked over at Jack. "Where did you guys make camp?"

"I'll bring you to where we are staying, there is fresh water there, and you look as though you need some fixing up yourself. I looked down at myself and saw cuts and scrapes all over my arms, probably more on my face, running in a forest isn't the best thing to do.

"Sure we'll come!" Kris grinned. "But what about our stuff? Could you give us some time to pack up? What say we meet up in about an hour? Which way do we go?" Jack pointed towards what had to be the west, judging by the setting sun.

"Cool, we'll see you soon then!" I walked over to Sayid and helped him up. "I'll see you soon." Jack and Locke each took one of his arms and they walked toward their camp.

"Sweet! This is gonna be awesome!" I smiled at Kris and whistled over to Wes, I didn't want her to wander. "C'mon girl." Putting on Driveshaft's CD, I went to my favorite song "You All Everybody" with Charlie, the best.

Thankfully, I packed enough batteries to last about a year in my suitcase, you can never be too careful about these things you know. I grinned and sang along to the song, putting all of my clothes back into my suitcase. Then I went to our makeshift tent and got my laptop and all of my other stuff and carefully put them into my backpack. A piece of paper fell out of a book I brought along. (LotR FYI) It was a picture of my whole family, taken at Christmas, on the back there was a note. "Enjoy, love Gram XOXO."

Kris came over all packed and I showed her the note, she smiled at me. "Oh, I think the fun is just beginning." She gave me a hug and whistled for Bosco, we were ready to head off. I put my arm on Kris's shoulder and she followed suit. We didn't know what we were in for, we hadn't a clue.

After walking for awhile we saw Jack waving to us. Waving back, we walked over to him. "Um, Jack, I have a laptop and it has internet connection, do you think it would help if we sent an e-mail or something to tell someone where we are?"

Jack smiled broadly, yet his face darkened. "I am not sure that is a good idea. There is something about this island that make bad stuff happen. We are fine here, there is enough food and water to last forever." I guess he was trying to make Kris and I feel better about what was going on.

We looked over at each other, Kris had a look in her eyes that was most likely the same as mine, agreeing silently, some way, some how, we were going to get off of this island. Smiling, we trailed after Jack, Bosco and Wes right behind us every step of the way.

It took us about twenty minutes to get to the camp. The forest was definitely starting to get creepier the deeper we went in. Kris was right, something was going on here. There was a sound of running water, we were getting closer.

Walking a little bit more, we heard people talking. "Get ready for a shock you guys." Jack said and he turned the corner. There was the camp, right in front of us, people were in groups around campfires. The only person that was alone was looking pretty bad.

Realization hit me, "Oh man!!! Kris! Do you realize who that person is right there?" I pointed excitedly at the guy, it was Charlie from Driveshaft, my idol.

Kris smiled at me, "Go on, I'll follow you."

I ran up to him. Weslar got to him before me and licked his face. My dog was so sweet. Charlie petted her. I couldn't believe it, one of the most awesome bassist's of all time was petting my dog. There was something about him though, it looked as if he was all not there, like a huge chunk of him was missing.

"Are you ok," pausing, I got up the nerve to say his name. "Charlie?"

He looked up at me, jumping a little. "You aren't one of them are you?" He nodded toward Jack and Locke.

Kris sat down beside me. "No, we weren't on the plane, our boat died on us and we ended up here."

"Oh, how'd you know my name then?" He looked back at me and I showed him my coveted Driveshaft CD. He smiled.

"You know what my favorite song is on there?" I smiled at him.

"What?"

"You All Everybody of course, you've been my idol for years, I started taking guitar because of you." I tried not to get too excited, seeing as he was a human being.

He grinned at me. "You know Driveshaft! That's awesome!" Before I knew it he was giving me an enormous hug. I blushed velvet red.

"Thanks." I looked back at him, but there was something about his neck, it looked as though he had been hanged.