This hasn't been updated for a while so I'm going to focus on getting a few more chapters of this up over the weekend. The first part might seem a bit irrelevant, but trust me - it's going to come back.

At the end of the day, the rest of the children went home, where as Aaron and Evan stayed behind for an extra-curricular science class. Aaron went because he needed the help in science, but Evan went because he simply enjoyed the subject more than anything else. In return for this, Aaron often dragged Evan to every concert he went to as payback. There was usually three on them in this lesson after school hours, but today, Hannah Bryan wasn't in school due to the flu, so it was just the two of them with Mr Baker, which neither of them minded, because Mr Baker was probably the coolest teacher in school.

While they waited for him to show up, Aaron eased back in the chair. "Sooo...how much trouble do you think you'll be in when you get home?" He said, passing time, but also curious.

"Don't even start." Evan said to him. "It's gonna be that much worse 'cause Mom and Dad will hear it from Evie first anyway." He realised.

"My bets on two weeks grounded." Aaron nodded.

Evan turned to look at him, and shook his head. "Thanks for that."

"No problem." Aaron grinned. "Besides, we're both in the same boat, remember? I've gotta go home and assure my Mom that I don't hate her. Then again, that might take a while because she would have gone out by the time I've got in." He shrugged. "So I've gotta babysit Taylor tonight."

"What about Charlie?" Evan asked.

"Dad's picking Mom up from the mall and they're going straight out to dinner as soon as I get in." He told him.

"Unlucky." Evan laughed.

"Will you be online tonight?" Aaron asked. The pair frequently talked over instant messenger on the computer in the evenings.

"If I haven't been grounded." Evan muttered, and then Mr Baker walked in. "Hey, sir." They both greeted.

"Afternoon, boys. No Hannah today?"

"No, she's got the flu." Aaron said. "Wasn't in music earlier either."

"Shame, we've got a good session lined up today. A company in the Pacific have recently been experimenting with nanotechnology in medical science."

This meant little to Aaron, but Evan's face lit up. "Nanotech?" He muttered excitedly.

"Yes, you can now see inside the human body with the most amazing accuracy."

Evan looked at the screen in awe.

"The procedure is one hundred percent safe, and it can work for any area of the body. This is because the camera they put inside the blood streams is smaller than a red blood cell, quite a bit smaller, actually. Dharma Technology can now produce these miniaturized cameras cheaply and quickly, in large quatities. Even though it would take over a thousand of them just to make a dot the size of a pen point, it is said that a kilogram of them can be created in under an hour."

"That quickly?" Evan asked, rather skeptical. "I thought that they could design devices of that scale but not actually make them?"

Baker sat down on the edge of his desk, and shook his head. "Dharma seems to have solved that problem."

"What?" Evan asked.

Baker handed out a picture composed worksheet to each of the boys. It was the blown up size of the cameras compared to a red blood cell. It was almost a tenth of the size.

Aaron was the one that questioned the labeled image of the camera. "But...where's the lens?"

"There is no lens." Baker revealed.

"Surely every camera has to have a lens?"

"Unless it's a camera obscura." Evan suggested wearily.

Baker nodded. "Right, Evan."

"What's a camera-" Aaron began to ask, but Baker cut him off with the answer straight away.

"It's the oldest imaging device known to man." He answered. "The Romans had found that if you made a small hole in the wall of a dark room, an upside-down image of the exterior appeared on the opposite wall. Can you tell me why, Evan?"

"Because the light coming through a hole that small would already be focused like it would be through a lens."

"Exactly."

"So...kind of like a pinhole camera?" Aaron asked.

Baker nodded, and continued. "The cameras use an controlled partical network to communicate with each other, so that there can be many cameras operating at the same time."

"What sort of program?" Evan asked.

""Usually they are based on the behaviour of animals that always stay in packs, or swarms. Because they are composed of many individual units, the group swarm of cameras could respond to the environment in a robust way, and when faced with new situations, it wouldn't crash, but would flow around the obstacle and keep moving."

"So a single camera on its own wouldn't work?" Aaron checked.

"No, the image would have to be made of millions of cameras working at the same time." Baker said. "But it would have to be organised in a certain structure."

"Like an eye."

"But..." Evan argued. "Surely that can't happen..."

"How do you mean?" Baker asked him.

"We said last week that molecular manufacturing wasn't any different from any other kind of manufacturing." Evan recapped. "Which means it would take a while to get it right. So, assembling that many atoms would be like doing a computer code, and that never works even the hundredth time. It has to keep being debugged."

"I don't think I understand you're meaning?" Baker said with a frown.

"Think about it. The codes that program the camera would keep having to be debugged before they worked right. So if this company have groups of cameras working together, they'd also have to debug the way it communicates, because once they communicate, there's a primitive network."

Aaron listened and picked up certain facts as Evan continued to argue that this form of nanotechnology simply couldn't work, as much as this Dharma company thought it might. Evan seemed determindely set on the theory that there was no possible way to fully control the swarm, and that it would continue feeding off its primitive habits. The strange thing was, something else was registering in Aaron's mind. Things were becoming more and more familiar to him. First, Kerry's father's name, and now, he was sure he had heard of the Dharma company before.

Just over an hour later, Evan arrived home after Charlie had dropped him off on his way home. He was greeted at the door by Kate, who looked like she was in the middle of feeding Amy from the baby spoon in her hand.

"Hi, sweetie, how was school?" She asked with a smile as he took off his coat, hanging it beside the door on the hooks with the rest of them.

"I'm guessing she already told you then." He assumed.

"Come on, let's sit down and talk about this." Kate said, leading him into the kitchen where she continued feeding Amy, and he sat down opposite Jack.

"Hi Dad." He said, but Jack just raised an eyebrow.

"Want to tell us what happened earlier?" He asked seriously.

Evan sighed, leaning his elbow on the table. "She ignored us all day, didn't say a word to us, and spent all day with her." He explained.

"Who?" Jack asked.

"Kerry, her new best friend." Evan said bitterly. "Then at lunch, when Kerry went off somewhere else, Evie came back to us and pretended nothing had happened."

"And..." Jack prompted.

Evan groaned. "...And I lost my temper a bit."

"A bit?" Jack questioned. "Evelyn hasn't come out of her room since she got home from school."

"She has only been home for an hour." Evan shrugged.

"Evan." Jack warned, and Evan averted his eyes. He hated when he got on the wrong side of his father. Kate was easy, she'd give him the talking to, and then things would be alright, but it was always the grueling dissapointed talk with Jack that he hated. He looked at Kate instead, who gave him a similar look.

"Don't look at me to get you out of this, Evan." She said.

"Seriously, you're lucky she had her jumper on for the photo this morning." Evan said.

"What do you mean?" Jack asked.

"So you haven't seen the lovely new top that Kerry lent her?" Evan asked. "Then again, you might have missed it, it is really small."

"Evan, don't talk about your sister that way!" Kate scolded.

"She's not just my sister, Mom, she's my twin! And in the past few days we've spent a total of two hours together." He looked down at the table, picking a loose thread on his jumper cuff. "Ever since Creepy Kerry came along, I've been out of the picture."

Kate let out a sigh, turning towards Evan. "Evan, we talked about this, as you get older, you're going to get new friends that you don't always agree with." She reminded.

"I know, I don't mind, I just don't like Kerry." He said with a shrug.

"Why not?" Jack asked, even though he knew that this was Ethan's daughter. "What has she done to you?"

"She's turning my sister into some kind of freak." He shrugged. Kate and Jack eyed him curiously, and then looked at each other. "Trust me, she's changed because of her. Just talk to her, and you'll see." He said.

There was a silence, and Jack and Kate looked at each other again.

"Can I go now, I promised Jazz this morning that I'd help her with her spellings." He said, and Kate nodded, letting him leave the kitchen.

Kate sighed heavily. "Well, what do we do now?"

Jack went over to the phone on the wall and dialed Sayid's number.

"Sayid...yeah, it's me. Listen, what are you doing tonight? Great, bring Shannon and the kids over, we're telling them tonight...about everything. Things are getting worse than we thought."