Sawyer charged through the trees ahead of Kate, Jack and Sayid. He knew what he had to do. It was his fault that Bo had been bought up by such horrid people, it was his fault that they'd murdered her little brother (oh yes, Sawyer had stayed up many a night listening to Bo's sorry stories of her home life), it was his fault Bo had been driven to kill those people, it was his fault Bo didn't have a family, it was his fault Bo had been on the plane and it was most defiantly his fault that they were in the situation they were at the minute.
He decided that there was no way to make up for all his mistakes, all the dreadful things he'd done but he knew that by swapping himself for Bo he could at least try and rectify things a bit.
So of course it was a shock for all of them when they burst into a clearing to find Bo surrounded by the bodies of the 'others' and covered in blood. She took several deep shuddering breaths.
"This is what happens when you don't have a stable home life," she said smiling weakly, before collapsing.
Jack ran forward and scooped her up into his arms whilst Sayid and Kate went about checking the 'others' really were dead. Sawyer just stared about in shock.
"They're all dead," Sayid said straightening up. "There are only two missing; 'Zeke' and Locke."
Kate looked at Sawyer, her face pale and she covered her mouth with a hand as though she thought she was about to throw up.
"Kate," Sawyer began but Kate just shook her head, looking at him darkly.
"No now Sawyer," she said walking past him and following Jack who was carrying Bo back towards the camp.
Sayid found a large stick and started digging. Sawyer frowned at him confused and Sayid paused wiping his brow.
"We can't just leave the bodies here," he said quietly. "And we'll create chaos if we take them and bury them back at camp, so they'll have to be buried here."
Sawyer nodded and grabbed another large stick from nearby, beginning to dig himself.
Back at the caves Jack lay Bo on one of the makeshift beds in the infirmary and began to tend to her wounds.
"Will she be alright?" Kate asked concern etched across her face.
"I think so," Jack said, wiping off the blood that belonged to the 'others'. "I think she's in shock. I mean anybody would be if they'd just murdered eight people."
Kate nodded watching as Jack sifted through his supplies for antiseptic to wipe Bo's own cuts clean.
"She doesn't seem to have developed septicaemia, yet," He commented, dressing the large slit on Bo's arm where the stitches the 'others' had provided had split. Jack caught Kate's blank look. "Blood poisoning. She hasn't got blood poisoning."
"Oh, right," Kate felt slightly stupid for not knowing that, though Jack was a doctor so she was hardly likely to know all the technical terms like him.
Ana Lucia wandered in then to get some water and froze when she caught sight of Bo. She jogged over and stopped beside Kate.
"Is she alright?" She asked Jack, much to Kate's annoyance.
"She will be," Jack replied, continuing to work. Kate wandered away, a pang of jealousy shooting through her.
"Where are Sawyer and Sayid?" Ana asked. Jack wiped his hands on his shirt and looked up from Bo.
"Err, I dunno…" He replied suddenly realising that Sayid and Sawyer weren't with them. "Probably at the beach."
Kate filled some water bottles with water and hovered by the water hole waiting for Ana Lucia to leave. As much as she didn't have anything against the woman, she couldn't help feel she was trying to take Jack away from Kate.
Sawyer and Sayid worked long and hard to dig a big pit to bury the 'others' in. It took several hours and even when Sayid took a break Sawyer continued to work. He was trying to punish himself. He was such a bad person it was almost unbelievable.
He was a murderer, he was a con man, he was a cheat, he was a liar, he was snappy, he was mean, he was a bad father and he probably deserved nothing more than to rot in the jungle alone. Even Bo would hate him when she found out.
"Sawyer," Sayid piped up, swigging from a water bottle. "Take a break."
"No," Sawyer replied, scraping furiously at the floor. "I might as well get this over and done with."
"You're going to kill yourself," Sayid said carefully. "Ten more minutes and you'll collapse."
"So?" Sawyer looked up then pausing. "So what if I die. No body will miss me."
Several hours after saving Bo, Ana Lucia had left and Jack and Kate were waiting for Bo to come round. She started shaking towards nightfall and her temperature soared.
"She's got a fever," Jack said. "I'll fetch some water and a cloth. Stay with her in case she wakes up?"
"Sure," Kate nodded.
They remained vigilant by Bo's bedside for most of the night, hoping she'd survive. They didn't care about any of the things she'd done, the 'others' had been right when they said she was the only person that they all loved.