Haley opened the creeky door to reveal a dark and drippy room with a rusty toilet and small crusty shower stall. It was like she was in heaven. She could hear the hallelujah Course coming from all corners of the hatch. This was the most amazing thing she had seen in over two months. Just fabulous.

She got out of the shower feeling like the most refreshed person on earth. No one could stand taller than she was, at that very moment. Haley Walker, had just had a shower.

"This shower thing… Has to stay a secret," Haley said, sitting down at the kitchen table. Jack just smiled and dabbed her wound with peroxide. "Ah, that stings."

"Sorry."

He started taping new bandages over her cut. Haley watched his face as he worked. It was like everything else in the world was a important as a pea, when he was doing his job. Even when he wasn't getting paid for it. Even when he had to treat a drunk 18 year old. And a hung over 18 year old. It just seemed like he was meant to be a doctor and he was meant to be on that flight for everyone else. So he could take some control of everyone else on the island and create a little structure. He was good at that. And even though it didn't show in his tone or his words all the time, he was good at caring.

"Dammit, I have a song stuck in my head," Haley said, to break the silence.

"What song?"

"Oh you might not know it. It's by some British band, they didn't really hit it big in the States or Canada or anything. Have you heard of Drive Shaft?"

"Drive Shaft?"

"Never heard of them?"

"No, I've heard of them. The bass player's on the island." He finished putting new gauze over her stitches.

"Charlie Pace is on the island?"

"Ya."

"This island?"

"Yes."

"Where is he?"

"I don't know."

"Well can I talk to him? Drive Shaft was awesome!"

"See? Good things can happen after a plane crash."

"Ya, like meeting the girl of your dreams and not doing anything about it."

"I don't think… She wants me to do anything about it."

"Why not?"

"Because. She's just… She's Kate, that's all I can say."

"That's all you want to say."

"Ya, to you."

"Whatever. I'm going to go look for Charlie."

Jack left the hatch as soon as Lock arrived, he wanted to talk to Kate. He hadn't really talked to her in a while, and he was really started to get sick of Locke. He passed Charlie and Mr. Ecko on the way to the beach.

"Hey Charlie, someone's looking for you," He said, still walking.

"For me?" He sounded surprised.

"For you."

"Perhaps a secret admirer," Mr. Ecko chipped in.

"I guess you could say that. She's too young for you though." He smiled and continued on his way.

"Wait, Jack! Who is it?" Charlie called after him. Jack didn't answer, he just kept walking. "Jack!"

Jack saw Kate playing Backgammon with Hurley, by the water. He sat down next to them and watched. Finally Hurley caught on that Jack wanted to be alone with Kate.

"Oh, umm, I'm just gonna… ya." Hurley got up and left them to talk.

"Kate, I-" Jack started.

"It's ok," She interrupted. "Really. Everyone here has a reason to be stressed. We all just handle it in different ways."

"Kate, it has nothing to do with stress."

"Then what's it about?"

"You. I thought you knew that."

"What? Like you don't want anything bad to happen to me?"

Jack just sat there and looked at her.

"Oh."

Haley finally found Charlie. Her heart was pounding. Could she really say something to Charlie Pace? The Charlie Pace? Charlie Pace, the bass player from Drive Shaft? She couldn't believe she was actually going to talk to him.
"Umm, Charlie?" She squeaked. He turned around at the sound of his name, and faced her. "Oh my god, it's you."

"Um, ya." He was a bit confused.

"Drive Shaft is like, my god!"

"Ya! Alright! I'm in Drive Shaft!"

"I know!" She held up a disposable camera. "Can I get a picture?"

"You brought a camera here?"

"I don't know about you, but I wasn't actually planning on coming here. I was traveling… So I brought disposable cameras…"

"Right. I guess I'm kind of losin' it."

"But ya, I only have this one camera, I used all my other ones up in Australia. So I have to take my pictures wisely."

"And I'm a wise choice?"

"You are. You would be my sixth picture from the island."

"You gonna make a scrap book when you get home?"

"Maybe I will." She held up the camera, facing her, and Charlie squeezed in next to her, so they were both in the picture. They both smiled, and she pressed the button.

It seemed like the island had been brought to peace once again. Though it would probably only be for a short time. But that's how the world worked best. Overcoming the obstacle in front of you, before moving onto a new one. The sun was setting, and mostly everyone was on the beach in their own little groups. Jack and Kate were talking again, and Hurley was hanging out on his own, just eating some fruit. Gin and Sun were cuddled up together, and rocking each other. Right where the waves stopped on the sand, was where Charlie and Haley were sitting. She took a picture of the beautiful endless sunset, and smiled her first real smile a long time. She hadn't realized it, but she really needed to look around and see where she was. She hadn't really accepted it before, so she didn't make friends or get involved in anything. But she realized that no matter what's going on, even if it's temporary, it's better to be with friends, and stay occupied.

"Ok, so in the chorus of You All Everybody, you have your fingers up here," Charlie was showing Haley how to play his guitar. Talking to a real fan was awesome for him, and he was bonding with someone who wasn't Claire. Even if it wasn't a love relationship, it was something that made him feel good about himself. Because if you're going to be stuck on a deserted island with nothing else to think about, the worst thing you could do, is not like who you are.