Shannon smoothed a piece of flyaway hair out of her face. They had stopped for the night to make camp and she was glad. All the walking they had been doing was really taking its toll on her. She sighed firmly.

"What's the matter Sticks? Feel bad about feeding the doc to the others?" Sawyer sat down beside her.

"No. I mean…yeah, but I didn't 'feed' him to them. They took him." She gazed into the fire. She was way passed pathetic. She'd moved on anger now.

Sawyer snickered at her. "What?" She asked out of curiosity.

"Nothing." He answered giving her a dimpled grin and a look. Shannon returned it.

………

Jack had finished 'looking' at everyone in the sick room. He was now leaning against the wall between 'Katie's' bed and the man sleeping next to her.

It'd been hours since Missy had dropped him off there and he was starting to wonder if she was coming back for him or not. He exhaled as he closed his eyes letting himself go to the darkness of sleep.

"Jack!" He flinched a little. "Jack!" Someone yelled again. This time his eyes fluttered open to see Kate standing in front of him. He looked around, shocked that she was here. He was still in the sick room.

"Lindsey what are you doing here?" What had he just said? Why did he call her Lindsey? She looked like Kate.

He helped himself up with the wall behind him and watched the expression on Kate's face carefully.

"How do you know my name?" She asked. That's when Jack realized…that wasn't Kate's voice. It was higher pitched than Kate's was. Well, his Kate at least.

"Excuse me?" He took a step towards the girl. "Lindsey?" He asked again calling her 'Lindsey'.

'Where did I get Lindsey from?' He asked himself.

"How do you know my name?" Lindsey asked again with a hint of fear in her voice. "How do you know my name?" She finally yelled.

Jack jumped awake, startled by the dream he had just had. He sat up right and heard a small groan from the bed next to him. Katie's bed.

He kneeled at her side watching her closely as her eyes fluttered open.

She blinked a few times as she studied him. Then she screamed.

Jack jumped, shushing her franticly. He didn't want the other others to wake up.

"Wh-who…are you?" She asked in the same high-pitched voice he had heard in his dream.

"I'm Jack…I'm a doctor. Can you tell me what you name is?" He spoke low and quiet.

"My name?" She repeated. "I'm Lindsey." She told him cautiously from behind her white sheet and thick feather pillow.

Jack took a good look at her. She did resemble Kate but there were some differences. She had dark curly hair like Kate but Lindsey's was only about shoulder length. She had dark blue eyes but they were glazed over with fever. Her cheeks were red with the sickness as well and her tan skin glittered with sweat.

"I'm sorry I scared you." The doctor apologized.

Lindsey shook her head. "It's okay." She coughed weakly still watching Jack out of the corner of her eye.

Jack wrote something down on a clipboard then looked back at the woman in bed. "Can you tell me how you feel right now?"

"I don't get it?" She told him hoarsely.

"You're sick. Can you tell me what feels like what?" She nodded.

"Umm…My head hurts all the time, but that's probably because I don't eat."

"Why don't you eat?" Jack asked curiously.

"I can't keep anything down. I'm tired a lot. I've got a fever. Everything just aches." Lindsey shrugged. "What else do you need to know?"

The dark haired man made a face and shook his head. "Nah. I'm good for now."

Lindsey looked around at all of the other people who were still asleep. "How did you get in here? Don't they lock the door?" She brought her legs around into and Indian position and laid against the wall behind her.

"A woman…Missy let me in." He was still writing on his clipboard.

"Missy? Oh, you mean Michelle." She exclaimed in realization.

"Michelle?" Jack finally looked up.

"Yeah. Her name is Michelle but the boss calls her Missy 'cause she's so smart mouthed." Lindsey looked at Jack. He was handsome. "I wonder how she's doing? I haven't seen her since I was put in here."

"She's fine. Or at least I think she is. I haven't seen her since yesterday." He got up and hung the clipboard on the end of Lindsey's bed. Her eyes followed him.

"Where are you from Jack? You're not one of ours."

The doctor looked over his shoulder at her. "I'll tell you later. You should probably get some sleep." She nodded and gathered her blanket over her thin body as she lay back down to close her eyes.

Jack took it upon himself to get out of the sick room since it looked like Missy wasn't coming back for him.

After making sure Lindsey was asleep he crept over to the giant white, metal door and turned the knob slowly, only to be met with the resistance of a lock.

'Damn.' He thought. He had to get out of here and soon.

A/N: So Lindsey won guys. Thanks for everybody who particapated. This is kind of a slow chapter but something is coming up so just y'all wait and see! Hope you all enjoyed. Please review!