Jack, Kate, Sawyer and Sayid spent the next few weeks commuting between survivors and Bo.
Bo herself was beginning to move further and further from the camp and sometimes it took the four who still trusted her up to twenty minutes to find her.
"You know everyone's forgotten about what happened the other week," Jack said one day as he bought some fruit and water to Bo. "You can probably move back to Kate's tent."
Bo smiled sadly.
"No one ever forgets," she whispered, taking a bite of the star fruit.
Despite her doubts Bo agreed to at least try and settle back into the camp. Most of the survivors had indeed forgotten, in fact Charlie and Claire seemed to be the only two who held anything against her.
The only child left after Walt's disappearance and Bo wasn't even allowed to go near him. She tried several times to talk to them but all she got for her troubles was Jack dragging her off and telling her that she's be better giving them some breathing space.
Bo was getting slightly narked at this. What did they think she was gonna do? Make Aaron turn into a murdering child?
That night she slept restlessly again, dreaming of Locke, the 'others' and Charlie and Claire tying her up in the jungle.
When she awoke in the dark she felt as miserable as ever and needed something to cheer her up. Getting up slowly so as not to wake Kate she wandered towards Sawyer's tent.
Sawyer surprisingly was still awake. He looked up when she stood in the doorway.
"Alright Bright Eyes?" He asked. Bo shrugged.
"Got any chocolate?" She asked hoping that Sawyer might've saved some from when they divided up the food in the hatch.
"For you," Sawyer replied, rooting about and chucking a bar at her. "But don't let everyone know I've got 'em."
Bo sat down just inside the tent and began to unwrap the chocolate bar.
"Bet you'd give one to Kate," She said quietly smiling to herself. Jack had informed her of what Sawyer had said whilst he was ill. Sawyer paused for a long moment.
"I suppose," he said trying not to sound bothered.
"And Jack," Bo knew Sawyer saw Jack more as a friend now, despite the fact that Jack liked Kate and Kate appeared to like Jack, leaving Sawyer as 'just a friend'.
"Well, yeah," Sawyer nodded, opening a bar for himself.
"And Sayid needs all the comfort he can get," Bo continued trying not to giggle.
"Yeah, alright!" Sawyer said getting the point. "So I'd give 'em out anyway. That doesn't mean I need people hounding me twenty four seven."
"Funny, I thought that's why you salvaged all this stuff? So you could trade it?" Bo asked innocently.
"Pushing your luck Bright Eyes," Sawyer warned, but Bo could see him smiling.
The pair sat chatting for a long time that night and neither noticed the figure creep into camp and set about doing what they'd come for.
The next morning the camp seemed to wake as one and was instantly on edge. For the first few minutes no one could work out what exactly was wrong about the early morning scene.
"Everyone's really uptight this morning," Kate said frowning as she, Bo, Jack, Sawyer and Sayid, stood around discussing what they were going to do that day (sit in the sun and wait for rescue mainly).
"Something's not right," Bo said, turning her back on the group and looking about. "It's like something's missing."
"Mm," Sayid made a noise of agreement. "Like when a clock breaks and you only notice it's been ticking when it stops."
Bo pondered for a moment, but her thoughts were pierced by a scream. The group looked up and began to run towards the sound.
"He's gone, he's gone!" Claire cried trying to shake Charlie off who was holding her, stopping her from charging straight into the jungle. "They've taken him!"
As Mary led Bo through the airport she passed a small kid playing on his game boy. He looked up and smiled, the proceeded to continue, whilst ignoring the guy next to him who was obviously his dad.
When they stood in the queue for check in they had quite a wait. Firstly a man started shouting at the girl behind the desk saying that he needed to take his dad body on and then the Korean man in front of them had to comfort his crying wife. He gave her a flower and Bo smiled sadly, wishing her parents were more like that.
By the time they had checked in Mary insisted she needed a drink before they went on the flight because she hadn't had anything to eat, so a drink would settle her stomach.
In the bar was the same man who'd been shouting about his dad and a woman joined him soon after. They didn't look like they were together, but they were certainly chatting avidly.
When the woman left the man looked up and caught Bo staring. She smiled at him and he smiled back. When Mary went to the loo the man sidled over.
"Here, I don't much like chocolate, you can have this if you want," the man handed her a huge bar of chocolate. Bo smiled and took it.
"Thanks," she said. She knew you shouldn't take chocolate from a stranger, but somehow the man in front of her was like an old forgotten friend.
"Are you with your mum?" The man asked.
"No, that was Mary, my care worker, my parents died a few months ago," Bo said shaking her head.
"My dad died recently," the man said sadly.
"Bo!" Mary came up behind them. "Don't disturb the nice man."
"It's alright," the man smiled getting up. "See you on the other side, yeah?"
Bo grinned as the man left. Mary started dragging her towards the terminal they were due to get on at. The only other extraordinary thing to happen on the way was a man scooting past in a motorized wheelchair, shouting excuse me.
"Aaron?" Jack said glancing from Claire to Charlie.
"Yeah," Charlie said nodding as he tried to stop Claire from wriggling free. "She went to get him up and he just wasn't there."
"We better make a plan then," Jack said decisively.
"Jack?" Kate said suddenly.
"Charlie, you stay here with Claire and-"
"Jack!" Kate said more urgently. Sighing Jack turned to her.
"What?" He asked.
"Bo's gone, she just took off into the jungle!" Kate said wide-eyed, pointing at the trees, which swayed slightly as though someone had just passed through them.
"She's going after Aaron," Sawyer said quietly.