Kate frowned but didn't say anything as she opened the door to the hatch and led the way in. The pair of them spent the morning down there chatting aimlessly and playing random records. Ana was sat at the computer, occasionally pushing the button when the computer started bleeping.

"You know, this is the most boring job I've ever done," Ana piped up after a while.

"I don't suppose there's much that's more boring than that," Bo said sympathetically. She wandered over and stood behind Ana looking at the computer.

"Hey, do you mind if I take a look at this?" She asked, frowning. Somehow it seemed familiar.

"Sure, knock yourself out," Ana said, standing and stretching. Bo sat down on the vacated chair and began to type something in.

"Uhh," Ana began. "Didn't that freaky weirdo say that we shouldn't use the computer for anything other than the code?"

"The freaky guy also said that the world would end if we didn't type in the code," Bo replied not looking away from the screen. Kate got up and stood behind her too.

"Are you sure you should-?" Kate started.

"Shush," Bo whispered impatiently. She finished typing and pressed enter.

: My name is Bo Langdon, is anyone out there?

She paused, waiting with baited breath.

: Yes.

She laughed. She couldn't believe it had actually worked.

: Who's there?

Bo's fingers worked over the keyboard so quickly they were actually a blur.

: It's Walt and Michael.

Kate gasped.

: Where are you? If you tell us we can rescue you.

: They're going to be back any minute, we don't have time. Can you come back soon?

: Of course. When exactly?

: Come back at ten o' clock tonight. We can talk a bit more freely then.

: Ok.

Bo lent back in her chair, breathing out slowly.

"How did you know that would work?" Kate asked.

"Because I've seen one of these computers before," Bo replied.

"Bonnie," the care worker stood up looking at her carefully. "It's a simple test. We just want to see how clever you are. Now most people can't crack this code, even I can't, so don't worry about it if it's too difficult."

Bo looked up at the man stood in front of her carefully. If it was too difficult, why were they testing it on her? She looked back at the computer in front of her. It wasn't the standard computer, it had a weird keyboard. Something began to type itself up on the screen.

: Hello, I want you to help me. I'm going to give you a single number and I want you to answer my question. There is a timer on the wall, ever hour and forty-eight minutes a code must be typed in. It consists of six numbers. The only clue you have is that 108 is on the timer.

Bo looked at the screen frowning. Six-digit code. It could be any number of combinations. How on earth was she to know which was the right one? Thinking back to something she had heard at school once she began to type.

: 4 8 15 16 23 42

The computer didn't do anything for a moment, but then it suddenly bleeped into life.

: Correct. You've just saved the world.

Back at the beach Bo, Kate, Jack and Sawyer were discussing what had just happened.

"We can't just go traipsing off into the jungle in the middle of the night! The others could kill us or that monster might get us…" Jack protested when Bo suggested going to find Michael and Walt as soon as they knew of their location.

"Yeah," Kate said. "But Michael and Walt could just as easily be killed."

Jack frowned and shook his head.

"Michael and Walt will be safe. I know it sounds crazy but the others don't want to kill them." He replied.

"Look, Bright Eyes, Freckles," Sawyer began. Both Kate and Bo glared at him, their nicknames slightly annoying sometimes. "Michael and Walt are tough. They'll be able to wait until morning. It's not like we're telling you we won't go after them. Just wait until it's light."

Bo groaned in frustration.

"That's just it!" She said desperately. "The others guard them during the day. The only time Michael and Walt are alone is when the others go out at night! We can't go in the day."

The three adults stared at Bo, who suddenly seemed more knowledgeable than the rest of them.

"Oh forget it!" She cried, storming off and leaving them to contemplate what she'd just said.

"Maybe Bright Eyes is right," Sawyer said, looking at Bo as she stalked away.

"Why are you so attached to her Sawyer?" Asked Jack turning to look at him seriously.

"What?" Sawyer frowned. "I'm not."

"You are. Ever since we crashed, you've… well not looked after her as such, but… she can root through your stuff and you don't bat an eyelid. Why?" Jack said carefully.

Sawyer looked away, confirming that Jack was right to be suspicious.

"It's nothing," he replied, almost sounding ashamed.

"Sawyer," Jack glanced after Bo's retreating back. "You know her don't you? She doesn't know you, but you know her."

"Yeah," Sawyer finally admitted. "I know her."

"How?" Jack turned back to the other man.

"I conned her family ok!" Sawyer said a little more loudly and harshly than he meant to. Jack stared at him.

"You what?" He asked dumbfounded.

"I was a con man. I took her family for a ride." Sawyer replied shame facedly. "I'm not obsessed with her. I just wanted to make up for some of the bad things I've done by keeping her safe ok?"

Jack nodded understandingly.

"It's funny," he said quietly. "That's why I was trying to keep her out of trouble. I had an argument with my wife about us having kids. I didn't think I'd be a good enough dad, that's why I've been trying to protect her."

Kate, who had been listening to the conversation intently, turned slightly pink.

"I'm responsible for so many bad things," she said. "I thought if I could protect Bo…"

The three of them thought about it. It looked like most of the survivors were caring for Bo now. The girl without a biological family had just gained fourteen very different relatives.

Sayid was sat, staring out to sea, further down the beach, away from all the other survivors. He hadn't been the same since Shannon had died. Bo padded up to him and sat carefully in the sand.

"Hey," she said softly. Sayid didn't reply. "I came to ask you something."

Sayid glanced at her, but still said nothing.

"I might be bale to find out where Michael and Walt are. If I can, would you be willing to help me look for them?" She asked quietly. Sayid seemed to stiffen. Walt was who they'd been looking for when Shannon had died. It was possibly the one thing he could do to make himself feel better.

"When?" He asked in a hoarse whisper.

"Tonight. If you want to come meet me in the hatch." Bo stood up and wandered away again.

As she walked along, her feet just treading in the water of the sea, she noticed John Locke watching her. The mysterious man had been found staring at her everyday since the plane crash. For some reason the child intrigued him more then she intrigued Sawyer.

Bo paused, the water lapping over her feet and stared right back at Locke. When he didn't break the eye contact she began to walk towards him. Before she could reach him however Libby appeared in front of her. The child shrink gave Bo the creeps sometimes, mostly because it reminded her of her own horrific sessions, but other most of the time Bo was fine with her.

"Are you ok Bo?" Libby asked smiling at the small girl. Bo looked up at Libby, her bright blue eyes flashing.

"I'm fine," she replied, a little unconvincingly.

"Jack told me what happened down at the hatch," she continued. "Don't worry, Michael and Walt will be fine. But Jack's right, you don't know what the others are capable of."

Bo stared at Libby and began to walk silently past.

"I know more then you think," she replied heading up the beach towards John Locke's watchful eyes.

Bo looked around at all the survivors. They'd been there only a few hours. It was getting dark and all along the beach people had set up campfires. She settled down in front of one where the man who had been helping people earlier was sat with a brown haired woman, talking in low voices. He picked up a model aeroplane made out of a large leaf.

"We must have been at about forty thousand feet when it happened. Hit an air pocket and dropped maybe ... two hundred feet. The turbulence was..." He paused shaking his head with worry. "I blacked out."

"I didn't," The woman replied. "I saw the whole thing. I knew that the tail was gone, but I ... couldn't bring myself to look back. And then the -- the front end of the plane broke off."

She paused, shuddering. The man tossed his leaf plane into the fire and Bo watched it burn, the flames reflecting in her eyes.

"Hey there," the man said, suddenly noticing her. Bo looked at him, her face etched with worry.

"Hi," she replied, no hint of happiness in her voice.

"My name's Jack," Jack said quietly. "Are you ok?"

"Yeah," Bo nodded. "I'm Bo by the way."

"Hi, Bo," Jack smiled. "This is Kate."

"Hi," Kate smiled.

"Hey," Bo said, not smiling back.

"We'll be ok you know," Jack said, to no one in particular. Bo couldn't stand it; she stood up and wandered away, bumping into someone.

"Hey there little girl!" said a husky voice. "I've found a huge food stash in the jungle how about you come and pick something out?"

Bo looked up and through the darkness she could just make out a man, with a beard and wearing a hat. He looked slightly menacing, but Bo was starving and agreed.

Once in the trees Bo blacked out and it wasn't until four days later, when she stumbled out of the trees again, that she realised the man had kidnapped her.