AN: I'm on holiday for a week from Saturday so I'm afraid the next update will be next week. However do not fear as I'm taking my laptop and will write the next chapter (maybe even two) whilst I'm there and will post as soon as I return. Enjoy!
Bo was trapped in a hatch somewhere in the middle of the jungle. It was dark. She couldn't see anything and her hands were bound behind her back, a gag over her mouth.
She hoped that Jack, Sawyer, Kate and Sayid would know where to find her. But maybe they'd just leave her, after all it wasn't like they were her real family, they didn't have to have anything to do with her.
As everyone took their seats on the plane Bo recognised Jack, the man from the bar. She smiled and waved to him and he smiled back. There were lots of other people on the plane that Bo felt an instant liking for.
A pregnant Australian woman sat down a few seats over and Bo offered her some of the chocolate bar Jack had given her which she gratefully accepted, saying that she hadn't eaten that day and was starving.
Behind her Bo could see a brother and sister sat in companionable silence and when the girl started looking for something the boy handed her an inhaler. They smiled at each other and then saw Bo and smiled at her, pulling funny faces.
A large man with his headphones on and a Spanish comic in his hands gave Bo the thumbs up which she returned. He then did the same to the boy sat in front of her who was playing on his game boy, sat next to his dad again.
As the plane took off, Bo felt slightly optimistic that she was finally going to find a home where she'd be happy. Then off course it all went wrong. The plane hit turbulence and as it started to crash people started screaming.
When Bo awoke she found herself hanging upside down from her seat. She glanced over at Mary in the seat next to her and saw that her care worker's neck was bent at such an odd angle that she was clearly dead.
"Help!" Bo called desperately through the darkness. The plane was upside down and Bo didn't know how far she was going to drop if she opened her seat belt. A dark skinned man with frizzy black hair found her after a few minutes.
"Are you ok?" He called up.
"Yeah," Bon replied the tears falling now. "I'm fine, but I can't get down, I'm gonna have to drop!"
"I'll catch you!" The man called up positioning himself. "Ready when you are!"
"One," Bo said taking several deep breaths. "Two. Three!"
She released her seatbelt and felt like she was falling through space itself until she landed with quite a crash in the man's arms.
"I'd get away from here," he said leading her out. "The planes engines are likely to explode."
Bo had felt like the worst possible thing had happened. Her dreams of a proper home were shattered once more and as she stood looking at the plane wreckage she began to wonder whether she'd ever be happy, or whether she was being punished for what she'd done.
As Bo thought back to the first day here she realised that the plane crash was in fact the best thing that had ever happened to her. She finally had the family she'd longed for, even if it was made up of thirty something, very different people.
She began to cry as she doubted Jack, Sawyer, Sayid and Kate would come for her. They'd probably just leave her to die in the power of the 'others'. They probably thought she was more trouble than she was worth.
If only she hadn't killed her real parents…
The bearded man led her through the trees, deeper and deeper into the jungle.
"Are you lost?" She asked dubiously. This food he'd promised seemed an awfully long way in.
"No," the man laughed in a scratchy voice. "I had to hide it a long way in."
Bo thought this made sense. But as they walked past another tree Bo fell into a world of blackness as something hard hit her over the head.
She woke up on a bed in what looked like the check-up room at a Doctor's. A man was standing over her looking at her carefully and wiping up the cuts she had from the plane crash.
"Sorry about that Bo," the man said kindly. "I had to put you out for a bit to give you the stitches in your arm."
Bo looked down at her left her and saw a line of stitches running up it. She felt slightly dizzy and light headed.
"Where… where am I?" She asked sitting up. "I'm going on a plane soon with my social worker."
"Yeah, Mary's coming for you in a bit," the man replied. "I'm just checking you over and making sure that you're fit to travel."
He wandered over to a weird looking fridge and took out a small bottle of odd looking fluid. He pulled some of the liquid into a syringe and walked back towards Bo.
"Now this might sting a bit," the man said inserting the needle into her arm. "My name's Ethan by the way."
He pulled the needle back out and smiled. Bo sat up a little straighter.
"I'm going to get a new family soon," She said rubbing her head a bit. "My old parents died."
Ethan turned back to Bo.
"Bo, don't you remember?" Ethan asked, quietly. "They weren't your real parents. You're real parents were on the plane with you, you just didn't know it."
"Really?" Bo asked, something at the back of her mind nagging. Somehow it didn't quite add up. Ethan walked toward her with another needle of liquid.
"Yes, now get some sleep, you've got a long plane flight," Ethan said injecting her again.
Bo's heart thumped as she realised what this meant. She really did have family on the island. She remembered the whole conversation with Ethan. That's why she's been so freaked when Claire had started thinking someone was after her baby.
Then that meant one or more of the survivors was biologically linked to her. And she had a sneaking suspicion as top who that was…