Authors Note: Hey this is my newest chapter sorry for not updating sooner, I have been busy.

Disclaimer: I do not own lost or any of its characters.

Extra: This chapter surrounds Jack, Sayid and Locke making a decision on what should be done regarding the hatch. But lets not forget our other happy campers… Kate and Sawyer battle over the last seat on the raft. Walt doesn't want to leave the island and Michael does but will Walt's wish come true? Kate runs to Jack with sudden news and he must dash back. It is a race against time? What will happen? Please R&R.

Jack's face grew pale. "This is on an uncharted island?" said Jack thinking out loud, it was as if he was in his own little world. So this is the mysterious hatch. "Do you know what it is?" asked Jack. Sayid shrugged and Locke shook his head.

"No, it could be a sign." Said Locke.

"A sign?" asked Sayid questioningly.

"A clue to where we are, to what the island secrets are." Said Locke calmly. Jack blew off what Locke had said and was consumed with anger.

"Why didn't you tell us?" demanded Jack, turning to face Locke. Sayid crossed his arms waiting for Locke to respond. Locke looked at each of them before clearing his throat.

"I was afraid of…" Locke trailed off.

"What were you afraid of?" snapped Jack.

"That you and the others weren't ready."

"Weren't ready?" asked Jack questioningly. "You can't tell when we are ready Locke, you just can't!" yelled Jack in frustration.

"What was I supposed to do, face it, at that time people would have gone ballistic with that type of information giving them false hope and such." Replied Locke.

"Trust Locke, trust!" said Jack. Sayid stepped in.

"It is done and over with, no more dwelling in the past, the problem we have now is what is it?" replied Sayid.

"Guess there is only one way to find out." Said Locke walking over next to Jack looking down at the hatch.

"What's that?" asked Sayid.

"To open it." Replied Jack.

L O S T

The next day Kate found Sawyer on the beach reading in his tent. "Sawyer my man, I thought men of your intelligence couldn't read." Teased Kate.

"Your right freckles," said Sawyer going along with her joke, "That is why I 'm done. What do you want?" said Sawyer sitting back in his chair.

"The same thing you want." Replied Kate leaning down so she could be eye to eye with Sawyer. Sawyer smiled seductively.

"I knew you'd come to your senses Katie." He leaned in for a kiss, but she rapidly pushed him back in his chair. "What the hell?"

"That is not what I want Sawyer." Replied Kate firmly.

"What is it then?" asked Sawyer.

"The spot on the raft." Replied Kate. Sawyer's expression changed, his smile grew cold and his eyes hardened.

"What will it be freckles?" asked Sawyer overly confident.

"Backgammon," replied Kate. "It is the only fair way to settle this."

"I thought the fair way to settle something is to kindly talk it out." Replied Sawyer raising his voice to make it sound girly.

"Sawyer you couldn't talk something out even if it killed you." Joked Kate.

"Lets do this freckles." Said Sawyer casting his chair aside walking toward the game that Kate propped up on an abandoned food crate. They sat down in the sand, Sawyer was black and Kate was white. There once friendly gazes turned cold and hard as they began to play.

L O S T

Walt was calmly sitting on the raft watching his father and Jin check to make sure everything was ok.

"Dad, do we have to go?" asked Walt. Michael stood up and glanced at his son.

"Don't you want to go home?" asked Michael questioningly looking at his sons behavior.

"Yes." Said Walt quietly. But the truth was he didn't want to leave he liked the island and his friends. He hated the raft, and was scared of it. Would it be possible for them to return home on it. He doubted that and so did his father but he knew his dad would do anything to get them off the island even if it was the most rational idea.

All the sudden Vincent jumped up on the raft.

"Hey, hey watch it, don't let the dog go ripping anything off of the foundation." Replied Michael checking to see if the raft was ok where the dog had jumped on.

"Sorry." Said Walt quickly. Suddenly Walt realized how much his dad was worried about the raft and quickly said, "Dad, Vincent can come with us right?" Michael slowly exhaled when he heard the question. He knew this would have to be answered sooner or later. He put his hands on his knees and turned his head up so he could look Walt in the eyes.

"You know son, I am not sure if he can come with us." Said Michael with courage.

"What? Dad!" replied Michael.

"Walt I just don't know, he could jump off while we are out there, he could be lost at sea and we might sink with the extra weight. I'm sorry." Said Michael with all the sympathy he could muster. He was seeming to have trouble breathing, but he blew it off, it was probably just he heat.

"I hate this stupid raft, I hate it! I am not leaving with out Vincent! I hate you! I hate you! I am not going!" screamed Walt. Michael put his hand up to protest.

"Walt! Calm…" Michael didn't finish he grabbed his chest. It felt like someone had just knocked the wind out of him. Then pain shooting pain as he crouched over grabbing his chest. His eyes bulged, and he sucked in his breath quickly.

"Dad!" screamed Walt when he saw his dad in pain.

L O S T