A/N: Ok you all know why I haven't updated in awhile so I will save you the explanation and get right on with the story.

Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN LOST! …but Jennie is mine, all mine!

The following morning, Michael told Jack something important.

"Look, it's unlikely that a boat will be able to spot us. We need something that we could send out…a distress signal of some kind."

"Well I'll ask Sayid but even if he can make something like that I don't think he'll have anything to power it with." Jack answered him.

"Didn't Sayid say that crazy French chick had batteries?" Hurley asked who was helping us out.

Inside I was screaming, No NO! Don't go see her, she'll tell you that I'm one of them! But then I doubted they would actually talk much to her. I had been watching Boone and Locke travel in and out of the woods for quite some time, and I wondered what they had found.

Two mornings later when Hurley had gone on some mad adventure and Jack came back with some batteries, I followed Boone and Locke into the woods. I saw they had dug up one of our hatches! That was not good.

But then I watched Locke's pathetic attempt to open up the hatch with a trebuchet and I relaxed. Locke woke Boone up around five the following morning and I followed them once more. But this time I think I made too much noise and Locke found me.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Locke growled.

Boone didn't look angry, just slightly curious.

"Well you've been leaving every day before dawn and coming back after dark. Didn't you once think that someone would get curious and follow you?"

Locke grumbled something under his breath and kept moving on. Boone smiled and turned back to following Locke. I followed, eager to find out what they were looking for.

"Hey Boone! John!" I called spotting a rosary on a tree branch.

The two of them stopped and Locke pulled it off the tree.

"Someone from camp, hiked all the way up here?" Boone questioned.

"I don't think it is from anyone at camp." Locke answered.

"Who do you think it's from?" I asked.

Locke pulled on one of the vines and Boone pulled me back as a dead body flopped onto the ground. My eyes bulged out and I screamed.

Boone clamped his hand over my mouth, and then slowly removed it.

"Him." Locke said.

Boone bent down to get a closer look and I turned over trying not to throw up.

"How long do you think he's been here?" Boone asked.

"I'm not sure. This is polyester and it takes a while to be eaten away. Could be 50 or 60 years."

I turned and saw him pull some money out of the dead body's pocket.

"What kind of money is that?"

"Nigerian."

"What's a Nigerian priest doing on an island in the south pacific?" Boone asked.

Locke pulled a gun from the body as well.

"I'm not so sure he's a priest."

"Ok can we please keep moving before I retch?" I asked clutching my stomach.

Locke stood up and continued to lead the way, until he fell.

"John! What's wrong man?" Boone asked trying to help him up.

"Nothing!" Locke yelled.

"I need to take you back…"

"I was in a wheelchair!" Locke suddenly blurted out.

"What?"

"I was paralyzed from the waist down for three years. I was in the wheelchair when we took off but not when we landed. This island, it changed me."

Boone didn't comment, he simply helped Locke up and we continued on. Locke fell again and we stopped for a rest. Boone explained something about a nanny of his named Teresa, and then Locke started to laugh. When Boone demanded what was so funny, Locke pointed and there was a Beechcraft perched up in some loose tree branches.

"Are you kidding me?" I demanded.

"I can't climb up there, one of you two are going to have to do it." Locke ordered.

"I'll go." Boone and I said at the same time.

I ran over to the wall and started climbing up and he followed me. I clambered into the Beechcraft by ripping open the door and pulled Boone inside. Suddenly the plane gave a violent lurch and another body flew out and landed on top of me. I let out another scream and Boone pulled it off me.

"We're ok!" He called to Locke.

Boone sifted through some stuff and found Virgin Mary statues. On the floor were bags of heroin.

"Wanna know what's in your damn plane Locke?" Boone yelled angrily.

He tossed a statue down and watched it shatter at Locke's feet, revealing its contents.

"Heroin! That's all that's in here!"

The plane gave another violent lurch and Boone flew forward and crashed near the front pilot section.

"Boone! Jennie get the hell out of there!" Locke yelled.

Boone switched on the radio.

"Boone we have to get out of here! The plane's going to fall!" I screeched.

"Hello? We're survivors of the Oceanic Flight 815 please copy!"

I grabbed the back of his shirt and pulled him towards the door. Suddenly the plane lurched forward just as I grabbed the tree branches outside the plane.

"BOONE! NOO!" I screamed loudly with my hand reaching out as though I could still grab him.

"BOONE!" Locke shouted and moved over towards the plane.

"Oh sure! Now you can move!" I screamed at him climbing down and jumping into the plane.

"He's barely alive!"

Locke hauled the blood soaked Boone on his back and headed back towards camp.

"Stay here. I'll come back for you later." He ordered me and went off with Boone.

I put my head in my hands and began to cry.

"Come on Locke! Move your legs!" I shouted after him.

"Ethan's dead because of you…" A voice whispered.

"Oh hell no." I murmured, now completely terrified.

I took off running back towards camp and arrived back at the caves. Kate met up with me at the entrance.

"What happened?" Jack demanded before Kate could say a word.

"Boone! Oh Boone!" I sobbed.

"Damn it Jennie tell me what happened!"

I only wailed louder trying to block out his shouts.

"Jennie you have to tell me!" Jack yelled.

"There was a plane!" I began still crying. "Perched up in the trees. There was a radio inside and Boone tried to use it and it fell!"

I ran off into the woods still crying my eyes out, at least until I heard someone. I peeked around the corner and spotted Claire, holding her stomach.

"Claire?"

"Go away." She gasped. "Please."

"Oh my God! You're having the baby."

"No, no I'm not!" She snapped and sat down.

"Help! Somebody help!" I called.

Soon Kate, Charlie, and Jin arrived to help with the birth.

"I have to go check on Boone!" I said and ran back to the caves.

The sun was already starting to go down and I was worried Boone was already dead. When I reached the caves I saw Jack leaning over Boone. There was a contraption in the corner.

"Jack…?" I questioned.

He turned slightly.

"He's leaving." Jack whispered quietly.

I cautiously walked over and took Boone's hand. Jack turned away for a brief moment.

"Ever since we crashed I thought you were the most gorgeous thing to lay eyes on. I love you Boone." I whispered into his ear.

Boone gave a loud gasp.

"Tell…Shannon…" He said quietly and then he stopped breathing.

Tears spilled out of my eyes and I squeezed Boone's hand and stared into his electric blue eyes.

"Jack…"I croaked.

Jack shook his head and leaned against a rock.

"Boone…" I whispered and looked into his sexy eyes one last time…

Before closing them forever.

A/N: cries I MISS BOONE! Why do they kill the hottest guys off first huh? sniff I'm sorry, that episode made me cry like a little kid. I know all of you did too!

Anyways R&R!

-16aqua