a/n- hey thank you all who surprisingly survived the first chapter! Sorry it took to long to update! I had a horrible fever. Im also making this up as I go. Who knows where this is going! Any plot suggestions? If I use them you'll get a free ipod! (yeah right). Well, you'll get my kind regards! Enjoy! Oh and I don't own this thing.

(ps.-thanks reviewers!)

oh and there are pairings in case anyone was wondering.

Charlie-claire, kate-jack, kate-sawyer(maybe)

Jack sighed and gently picked up the deceased teenager. A man's unnerving laugh sliced through the silent trees like a bulldozer making room for a mini-mall.

"We'll see who's laughing soon, Ethan," Jack scowled and proceeded back to camp.

-

"What is taking Jack so long?" Kate thundered, shaking up the campsite. "I'm about to go out there myself and find him!"

Sawyer came and sat with her. "Probably off giving someone a tracheotomy or something. Jealous, Freckles?"

Kate glared at him, though giggling inside. She still couldn't choose between Sawyer and Jack. Her heart was trying to tell her Sawyer, but was continually drowned in her mind's screams of Jack. She tried to avoid them both and try and spend some time maybe with Charlie, who was still depressed about Claire missing, but they wouldn't leave her alone. They would always try to bring her something to impress her, like a fish or some fruit or even a flower when they could find one.

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Charlie sat by his small campfire, trying to get some afternoon sleep. He hadn't slept in days. They had been pestering him to work before, now they were pestering him to sleep! It was never going to end, was it?

Still he could not bring himself to sleep. Although he never admitted it to anyone ever in his life, he was scared. Very scared. Not just for Claire, but for everyone else and himself. He knew Ethan was going to try and kill again soon, and it was going to be Charlie's fault. He let Claire go. He smacked himself in the head.

"Stupid Charlie, can't keep off drugs, can't protect Claire, can't protect anyone, not even himself."

Charlie stopped and heard a familiar female voice.

"Sounds like you have the conversation, you just need another person." Kate sat on a rock near Charlie's "bed."

Charlie smiled and sat up. "Let me guess, you came to see how I was doing. Well, would you like to hear what everyone wants to hear or do you want the truth."

"Truth."

"Do you? Do you really?" Charlie thought for a moment. "Alright, then. I want company but everyone is always all bright smiles or false depressed faces and 'How are you?' or 'Are you feeling any better?' or, my personal favorite, 'We'll find Claire soon.' I mean, no one's even out there looking for her! She's been missing for almost three weeks and no one has a clue where she is." He paused. "I just want to talk about normal things. I don't want to talk about Claire, or Ethan, or the monster, or anything else on this bloody island. And I especially don't want to talk about how I feel."

Kate stared at him. "What do you want to talk about, Charlie?"

Charlie looked up at her like a child who had just been told they could buy an FAO Schwartz.

It seemed close to forever until he said, "Music."

-

"Give me the body, Jack."

Jack turned around and saw Ethan holding something in his arms. It was a small white bundle, and Ethan had a knife near it.

"Did you hear me? Hand her over now."

"Why? No, you bastard!"

"Hold on a second, Jack. Claire might be very upset if you refuse to comply."

Ethan smirked and brought the blade closer to the now-visible baby's face. Jack's eyes set on the beautiful boy in Ethan's cruel arms and his heart shattered. The tiny boy stared back at him with big, round, blue eyes and Jack saw it. He saw the fear in the child's eyes. Jack wasn't going to let anything harm him.

"Taking a bit long to decide there, Jack. Maybe you could use a little persuasion." Before Jack could snap out of his thoughts, Ethan drew a small cut on the baby's finger and it screamed like, well, a little kid. A little kid who's mother was screaming right along with him.

"So do we have a deal, Jackie?"

With no other choice, Jack reluctantly handed over the young girl's body, and Ethan walked away.

so what do ya think? I know you want to review! i can see it with my face. please? for the baby?