So, next chapter up and going. This story hasn't exactly gone as I planned but let me know your thoughts on it. I'm planning a bit of mild Jarlie (Jack/Charlie) slash in the next chapter, so I apologies to any of those who don't like slash. But anyway... enjoy the chapter?

Abi x

Jack's eyes shot open, he must have fallen asleep, or was he knocked out, he couldn't tell, then he remembered Charlie had knocked him out originally. The doctor looked up to see Zeke sat in front of him, a smile on his face, Jack wished he could break his bonds right now and give him a damn good beating but that was not about to happen. He turned his head to the side to see Charlie still slumped out of reach, he was mumbling and shaking, a layer of cold sweat covered his pale skin, Jack knew that if he survived the next thing facing him would be withdrawal. Jack exhaled loudly and turned back to look at Zeke who was staring at him, he didn't know how long it had been since Kate had gone but he sure hoped it would be soon. A time passed and the only sound to be heard was Charlie's slow and uneven breaths.

Suddenly there was another a sound, the bushes moved and someone cried out, one of the others fell, and then another, suddenly there was a shot and Zeke fell forward, the others scattered, some dropping there rifles. This didn't make sense, the Others were not like this, they wouldn't just give up, but seemingly they were. Three figures appeared from the jungle, guns in hand. It was Kate, Sawyer and Sayid and Locke looked to be close behind, a bloodstained knife in his steady hand.

"No one move!" Kate ordered to the remaining others, "put your weapons on the floor and stay were you are" All but two did as they were ordered, the two remained with there rifles pointed at Kate and Sawyer. Two shots were fired and they fell, Sayid hand remained steady, the gun in it smoked slightly. The Others then turned to run, two fell as guns fired, the other kept going until he found one of Locke's knife's embedded in his back, he shrieked out in pain and fell forward.

Sawyer turned his back on the action and looked to Zeke, turning him over to revile his deathly, now bloodstained face.

"That was for shooting me, you son of a bitch" Sawyer kicked him and laughed, "No one messes with Mr Sawyer"

Kate's face remained emotionless as she went to Jack undoing his bonds.
"Thanks but how?" Jack looked confused as he moved quickly to the next tree to see Charlie.

"Never mind" Kate said, placing her gun under her belt, "It doesn't matter, your ok now" Sayid released Charlie's bonds and stood watching as Jack let his shaking form lay on the floor gently. Jack patted his face and called his name, but Charlie didn't respond.

"Why are you bothering Jack" Locke sounded annoyed by the attention Jack was giving Charlie. "He deserves everything he gets"

"Just shut up John" Jack's eyes welled with tears, "For your information he was right in telling us that Aaron was in danger"

"So he tried to drown the kid instead" Sawyer added, Jack was fuming at this, he turned to look at the 4 of them, his face red with anger.

"Go back to the camp" he said through gritted teeth, he was trying his best to control himself.

"Very well" Locke turned his back and began to leave as so did Sawyer.
"But" Kate hesitated for a second.

"Come on freckles" Sawyer motioned to her to follow, "Nothing to see here" Kate turned and followed the other two, she looked back a couple of times.

"Here" Sayid bent down next to Jack, placing a rucksack down next to him, "I heard and I thought you might need some supplies. "Do you want me to stay"
"No" sighed Jack, "there's not much you can do" the soldier stood up and began to leave in silence.

"Sayid?" Jack turned to him quickly, "Thanks" he cried.

"Not a problem" Sayid said without turning back to look, "all part of the service"

Jack smiled at his politeness, at least he hadn't lost faith in everyone, there was a little hope left. He couldn't really believe that these people could be so easily overturned, it made him nervous, he had one of two choices to now make. He could either try to make it back to camp with the risk of making Charlie worse or he could stick it out here, build a fire and help Charlie face the worst of it. Jack sure didn't want to stay here, not while the dead bodies of the Others remained nearby.

"Come on Charlie?" Jack said lightly, he didn't want to move the boy, but it would put Jack's mind at ease at least if there were a mile or so away from the scene.

"I can carry you for a while" he stuffed Charlie's rucksack in the other and placed it on his back. "I promise we won't go far" Jack scooped Charlie's fragile figure up gently so his head was resting softly on his chest. The first thing that struck him was how light his friend was and then how little response he go from him, all but a small weak groan. Jack only hoped that if the short journey was bumpy it would jolt Charlie back into consciousness.

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Charlie's head swam with a million thoughts, he could feel his body bouncing around in an unsteady state. His head felt dizzy and Charlie thought for a second if he was back home after having too much to drink, yet after opening his eyes to see the jungle canopy rushing by it all came back. 'Am I dead yet?' Charlie's mind was jumbled, he knew he had taken heroin, but when, where and to what amount he couldn't remember, it was all too blurry. The only thing that caught he thoughts now was what had happened, and who was carrying him. The junkie could feel his head rested on his bearers chest, his ear pressed up against it so that he could hear every skipping heartbeat.

"What?" Charlie tried to open his eyes more, only to find the sunlight too bright for his already aching eyes. He mumbled weakly.

"It's ok?" the rock star heard a voice answer, he felt the chest vibrate slightly as it spoke back. "We're nearly there Charlie, just stay still for a moment or two longer"

"Jack?" suddenly he placed a name to the voice. He strained up to try and see the doctor above him, but failed. Instead he watched intently as the canopy above him glided past, bushes and branches passing quickly, Charlie's head suddenly felt dizzy, his stomach began to turn.

"Gunna be sick" Charlie blurted weakly, he twitched weakly in Jack's arms.
"OK, ok" Jack's pace quickened, jolting the boys body more, the nausea beginning to worsen with every step.

"Jack?" Charlie tried to speak as he tried to turn sideways to be sick, Jack's arms lowered immediately and Charlie found the soft earth under himself. He tried to vomit weakly, finding little in his stomach, he lied back, sweat covering his forehead.

"Charlie?" Jack's face was close to his friends, "Charlie, stay awake, we're here now" Jack took the musician from under his arms and pulled him into a sitting position. "here" he almost forced a bottle of water into Charlie's mouth. His patient coughed, accepting a little of the fluid. Jack put a hand on Charlie's forehead, firstly feeling the cold sweat then the burning temperature of his skin.

"You have a fever" Jack sighed quietly to himself, he knew there was going to be a long night ahead of the two of them.