"Why are you always staring at me?" Bo demanded of John Locke once she was near enough.

"Maybe it's you who's always staring at me," smiled Locke.

"Don't give me that cryptic crap!" Bo said huffily. "I know you're watching me. I see you all the time. Whenever I do anything you're always there!"

"Maybe it's because I know just what a special child you are," Locke replied, his smile fading and looking at her seriously.

"Stop with the maybes!" Bo said starting to get annoyed. "And stop staring. It's creepy."

As she walked away, glancing back every so often, Locke turned his attention back to the sea, where he was waiting patiently in case a boat passed.

Bo was still annoyed that Jack and Sawyer wouldn't agree to go looking for Michaela and Walt, so she wandered into Sun's garden. It was empty of people so Bo sat down and began to weed. After a minute or two however, her ears pricked up again. A twig snapped behind her and she whirled around expecting to see one of the others, but it was just Mr. Eko scratching at trees again.

"What are you doing?" Bo asked, intrigued.

"I'm marking trees," Eko replied, not looking at her. He was carrying the stick that he'd carved many bible references on to.

"Why?" Bo frowned, thinking it a weird thing to do.

"Because these are the ones I like," Eko smiled, still not looking at Bo and marking another cross on another tree.

"What did you do in the real world Mister Eko?" Bo asked suddenly, realising that Eko was one of the few people that she had no background history of.

"I was a priest," Eko said calmly, though Bo thought she saw a flicker of sadness before he turned towards the next tree.

"I thought you must've been a body guard or something," Bo said smiling at the thought. "You know, for famous people and stuff…"

"I give that impression," Eko said. He stopped his marking and dropped the stone he'd been clutching. "Jack told me what you're planning on doing tonight."

Bo looked at her bare feet, shuffling them awkwardly.

"Yeah," she said quietly. "Jack thinks I'm mad. But I'm not crazy."

She looked up as she said the last sentence to emphasise her point. Eko smiled.

"You aren't the first person to say that you know," He looked his stick up and down before holding it out. "Here. You need this more than I do. Take it with you tonight, it will protect you."

Bo took it puzzled.

"Thanks," she whispered. "But why can't you come with us?"

"Because the others might be setting a trap. If everyone goes off looking for Michael and Walt, the others might attack the camp. I need to stay here to protect the rest of the survivors." Eko said wisely. He left the garden and Bo, who was clutching the stick looking at it and doubting how much protection it offered.

It started to grow dark and word spread round the camp what Bo and Kate were planning to do. At nine o clock Bo was sat in front of the computer in the hatch, worried in case Michael and Walt came on early.

Sayid, Libby, Hurley, Jack and Sawyer all came and joined hem as the minutes ticked away. Bo knew if they had any chance of infiltrating the others camp they would need to take just a few people, preferably strong and agile. Bo decided that Libby and Hurley would have to be designated another job.

"Libby, Hurley," Bo beckoned them away from the others who were sat on the couch listening to music. "I need you to do something very important for me."

Libby and Hurley glanced at each other.

"Does it involve us going any where near the others?" Libby asked nervously.

"No, I want you to guard our camp with Eko," Bo replied, hoping they wouldn't mind. As soon as the words left her mouth however Hurley and Libby visibly relaxed.

"Good," Hurley said. "We wanted to help, but those 'other' dudes are freaky man."

"You don't mind staying here then?" Bo asked checking that she had got the right message.

"Sure," Libby replied. "It's fine by us."

Bo thought she saw them glance at each other flirtatiously, but it was gone after the briefest moment.

"Right," Bo turned back to the computer and typed in the numbers as it began to bleep. No sooner had she done that than a little question mark appeared.

?

: Hey, is that you? Michael? Walt?

: It's us.

Bo looked behind her and was about to call the other to join her but Kate, Jack, Sawyer and Sayid were already stood around her.

: Where are you?

: We can't stay long. Listen carefully. Head to a lagoon not far from the caves go past it and you will see a large mountain. Walk towards it, but keep a lookout. The others will be scouting the area. They will return to us at eleven, so you don't have long. Please help us…

: We'll be there as soon as possible.

: Hurry…

Bo looked from Sayid, to Sawyer, to Kate to Jack.

"Now do you still want to stop me?" She asked, standing up and grabbing Eko's stick.

"I'm coming with you," Kate said firmly.

"Well, Bright Eyes," Sawyer began. "You've pulled my leg. I'll come."

Sayid stood next to them silently. Jack looked at the four of them and sighed.

"Fine, I'll come," he said, still unsure that this was not certain to lead to death.

"Right," Bo said calmly. "Shoe's off. If we're going to use the element of surprise, we need to be totally quiet."

She indicated her own bare feet and the others took off their shoes and socks. Bo gripped Eko's stick tighter and looked over her four followers one last time.

The five of them made their way silently through the dark jungle, all ears open for any whispering or noise that might signal the arrival of the others.