Wow…! Thanks for the reviews, you guys! Er, and no, he did not trip over Kate. oO Sorry I didn't update sooner, I had writer's block. x)

He felt a wave of confusion rush over him as he stared at what he had tripped over. Kate and Sawyer's backpacks'. They were ripped open and the items inside had been taken out. He picked them up and looked inside. Empty. Frustrated, he stood up and threw them on the ground. Jack continued to run, panting and taking big breaths.

"Where the hell are you guys?" he asked out loud.

"Jack," he heard. Startled, he stopped to listen, "…help."

"W-Who's there!" Jack cried out, looking around. The trees seemed to whisper things to each other, as they made noises from the wind. But Jack knew that he wasn't imagining anything. "What the hell…?"

"Jack!" he heard again.

"Don't stop screaming, okay?" he cried. "I'm not going to fail! I'm not! I'm going to find you guys."

He heard in the distance a cry of pain. He also heard, "Shut up!" Jack started jumping over roots and bushes, all the way to the cries. He ended up at another clearing. I'm like a mouse trying to find cheese, he thought to himself.

He felt something grab him around the neck, trying to choke him. Jack started to hear laughter, but it seemed as if it were far away. He turned around to face Ethan.

Jack finally got out of his thoughts. He took his hands and tried to pull Ethan's arms away.

"I. Thought. You. Were. Dead," Jack said, still trying to pry Ethan off. Finally, Ethan took back his hands and crossed his arms in front of his chest.

Ethan shrugged, then said, "We have our ways."

"We?" Jack asked. "Don't try to make some friendly conversation with me, Ethan! Now, tell me. Where are Kate and Sawyer?"

Ethan laughed. "I don't know about Sawyer, but I'm sure Kate's still alive."

"What? 'Still' alive?" Jack asked, dumbfounded. He felt anger rush through his veins. "Tell me where they are, you goddamn-"

Jack stopped, and rushed forward at Ethan. Before Ethan could pull away, they were both on the ground, wrestling. Jack took Ethan's arm and pulled it behind Ethan's back, making him grunt.

"Aw, c'mon, is that the best you could do?" Ethan mocked. He pushed Jack off of him. Jack landed on his back with a thud.

"Tell me where they are," Jack commanded. "Tell me where the hell they are!"

"I bet Sawyer's drowning by now," Ethan said, smiling evilly. "I left him at the little 'lake' with his hands tied together." Jack sighed, narrowing his eyes.

"Where's Kate…?"

"Why? Do you think I would actually tell you?" Ethan asked. He laughed cruelly. Jack had enough. He pounced on Ethan and punched him in the face, just as the rain started to pour. "I'm not going to tell you," Ethan started to say. Then an idea popped into Ethan's head. "Well…"

"'Well', what?" Jack asked, stopping.

"Maybe if you get Sawyer, he might tell you. After all, I told him everything I plan, because he's probably dead already," Ethan replied. Quickly, Jack got off Ethan and headed into the jungle, heading for the lake Sawyer was in.

"Please be alive," Jack chanted over and over to himself. "Please be alive."

He finally ended up at the clearing, and bent over to try and breath a little. He saw that the water was still, and a thought occurred to him.

What happened if I was too late? he thought sadly.

What if Sawyer's gone?