A/N: Hey everybody! Thanks for the reviews on my last chapter! Sorry it's taking me so long to update, but my computer still isn't working so I'm still using my friend's computer. Alright on with the chapter!

Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN LOST!

The island slowly faded away until I could no longer see it. Jin handled the rudder and Michael stood by the sails, Walt at his side. Michael looked so proud to be Walt's father. I smiled, proud that I had left the Others as the survivors called us.

Even though I was almost one hundred percent sure that we wouldn't find land elsewhere, I held onto the small chance that it might happen. How could they possibly track us right into the middle of the ocean?

Sawyer grabbed the back of my shirt and pulled me back.

"If you lean over any further, you're going to fall in." He said letting go.

I hadn't realized I was leaning over towards the water. I took an extra step back, not wanting to get thrown overboard. Sawyer sat back down and pulled out the messages in the bottle from my backpack.

"Those are the messages everybody wrote." Walt told Sawyer, as if he didn't know what he was doing.

"Yep." Sawyer replied looking up at Walt with a smug grin.

"They're private." Walt tried to get him to back off.

"They sure are." Sawyer paused to finish reading the message. "I for one did not know how much Tracie missed her hubby and two kids back at home, yet she sleeping next to good ol' Scott to keep herself warm at night."

"That's Steve, Scott's dead." Walt corrected.

"Whatever! It's a long ride Kazoo we have to keep ourselves entertained somehow." Sawyer paused again. "Who the hell is Hugo and how does he have sixty million bucks to give to his mom?"

I laughed to myself and turned my back away from Sawyer. Jin took a break from the rudder and Michael showed Walt how to work it. A big snapping sound made me jump.

"Rudder! Rudder!" Jin jumped up and down yelling and pointing to the rudder.

There was no way I was going to let everything get ruined because the rudder broke off. I pulled off my shoes and socks and jumped in after the rudder. Sawyer followed right after me, but I reached the rudder first.

I grabbed hold of the handle and heaved it up.

"Jennie! Sawyer!" Michael called from the raft.

"It's sinking!" Sawyer called back grabbing the other end.

"Here, tie this around the rudder and we'll pull you in!" Michael instructed, throwing us a long rope.

Sawyer helped me get it around the rudder tight and then Michael, Jin, and Walt pulled us back onto the boat. I collapsed on the bamboo beside Sawyer, catching my breath.

"You guys just saved us." Michael said.

He picked up Sawyer's shirt and handed it to him.

"You should put this back on before you burn." Michael said, carefully pronouncing the word 'burn.'

I slipped on my shoes and socks.

"Why are you always there when someone is in danger Lifeguard?" Sawyer asked me.

"Ok. Next time you're in danger I'll sit back and watch you drown. That better?" I snapped helping Jin with the rudder.

Sawyer was silent. The day passed by slowly and Jin repaired the rudder for us. Late at night Michael tucked Walt in under a warm blanket. I sat with my back turned to them, steering the rudder in a straight line.

A loud beeping noise pierced through the silence of the black night. Everyone looked up at the radar which now featured a blinking red light heading towards us. My heart began to pound, what if they had found us!

"Give me the flare." Sawyer ordered.

"We can't just fire it off we don't even know what it is! It could be just some junk." Michael tried to be reasonable.

"Yeah, we should wait." I agreed.

"It's leaving!" Walt worried.

"Are you going to fire that flare or am I going to have to do it myself?" Sawyer demanded.

The beeping stopped.

"Please, Lord." Michael begged and fired off the flare.

Jin pulled down the sail and we all waited. The beeping started up again.

"It's coming back!" Walt confirmed.

They all waited at the edge of the boat, but I took a few steps back. A huge light suddenly flashed upon our raft.

"Hey!" Everyone cheered.

I got ready to dive off the boat, for it was them! How did they find us? Tom pulled the boat closer to the raft.

"What are you guys doing all the way out here?" Tom asked over all the cheering.

Michael sputtered out the story of the plane crash.

"Only the thing is, we're going to have to take the boy." Tom said.

Suddenly the cheering stopped and everyone turned to face Tom.

"What? What'd you say?"

I stood behind Sawyer, and noticed the gun in his back pocket.

"The boy, we're going to have to take him." Tom repeated, then paused. "Just give us the boy."

Walt looked frightened now and I took his hand, trying to pull him back.

"I'm not giving you anybody." Michael replied stepping in front of Walt.

"Well alright then." Tom replied and shut off the light.

In a split second Sawyer fired off the gun but another shot hit him square in the shoulder. He dropped the gun and I grabbed it and pushed Michael and Walt off the raft. As I turned back to fire at them two shots exploded. One hit my arm, and the other hit my leg. I fell down and one of my so called family members dropped a bomb onto the raft.

I rolled off the raft and hit the water just before the raft exploded. Tom grabbed my arm.

"Now you pay the price." He hissed and let go of me.

"DAD! DAD! HELP ME PLEASE!" Walt was screaming.

"WALT NOOOO!" Michael screamed back unable to chase after the fading raft.

"Sawyer! Jin!" I called, trying to find something to grab onto, for I was sinking.

"Jennie!" Came two replies.

I grabbed onto a non-flaming piece of bamboo and held onto it with my good arm.

"Sawyer…Jin…Michael…"

I'm sorry.

A/N: Ok that's all for now! Keep R&R please!

-16aqua