Sayid looked down at the water as it passed beside the boat. Sun remained leaning over the rail on the other side, occasionally sick into the water.

"I'm sorry!" Sayid called to her as she was sick for the third time.

"It's okay, it's not the boat," she shook her head, turning around. Sayid saw her hands were shaking slightly.

They were silent as the boat sailed down the shore of the island. They were beyond the waves but close enough to see the beach and edge of the jungle. Sayid knew that even if they tried to sail away, to find help, it wouldn't work. There was no way to escape this island.

"Do you really think Jack can save us?" Sun said, coming over to Sayid's side of the boat.

"I hope so," Sayid whispered, looking down at the crystal water.

"What if he cant? Will everyone die?"

Sayid looked up at her sadly. He knew whatever was effecting everyone wasn't going away anytime soon, and he had figured that even if they found Jack and brought him back there wasn't much he could do. Without medicine and treatment everyone would simply die.

"Let's focus on getting them back," said Sayid, straightening up. Look where we are."

Sun looked up and saw the giant broken statue of the foot they had seen once before. They were closer now and Sayid could see where it had broken off. Parts of it looked scorched as though someone had attempted to burn it and failed.

"We should go ashore here," Sayid said, turning around and going to the mast.

"Where will we look?" asked Sun, helping him untie the ropes.

"Wherever we can. They probably aren't far from the false village we saw," Sayid pulled a rope and the sail turned towards the island and the boat swayed precariously, turning sharply. Sayid grabbled hold of Sun to keep her from stumbling, and the boat straightened out.

"And if we don't find them by night?" she asked.

"We will."

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"Well, well, well, if it isn't old Mr. Friendly himself," Sawyer sniped, sitting against the wall as Tom came strolling into the room. "And how are you this fine…well I don't know what time of day it is."

"It's morning," Tom snapped, walking around the bodies and over to Sawyer. "And I'm the one who should be asking how you are feeling."

"Well I'm fit as a fiddle!" Sawyer said with a tight grin. "Never been better!"

"Ahh, yes," Tom shook his head, standing on the edge of Sawyer's mat. "Thanks to a little help from your friend Alex, I presume?"

"Who?" asked Sawyer, although his heart dropped like a stone. He kept his face, praying his eyes weren't giving him away.

"We know about her stealing and it won't happen again," Tom nodded. Two guards came over and hoisted Sawyer to his feet. He stood, slightly wavering as he held his side. "As for you, we need to give you a checkup."

"You aint stickin that thing anywhere," Sawyer said, eyeing the long stick in the guards hand.

Tom gave a chuckle and beckoned. The two guards took one of Sawyer's arms each and walked him towards the door. Not having walked in a while, Sawyer stumbled a bit, his legs feeling extremely weak. They left the room and went down a hallway where at the end were two open doors. Inside was a large room with a steel table in the center and plenty of counters along the walls.

As they entered Sawyer noted how bright it was in there, almost glowing. They moved Sawyer to the table and he laid down without a fuss, looking around.

"So what exactly did you do to me?" Sawyer asked calmly in conversation. All the fear was bubbling beneath his snarkish demeanor. Inside his heart was racing, pounding hard against his ribcage and making his stitches throb. But he wasn't about to let Tom see that.

"We gave you a new liver," said Tom as the guards strapped Sawyer's arms down.

"A new liver?" Sawyer dropped his sarcastic tone. "Why?"

"Because you were dying of cancer, that's why," Tom snapped, helping to buckle one of the straps. "You precious doctor friend didn't tell you that?"

Sawyer stared unbelievingly at Tom. Jack had lied. He hadn't told Sawyer anything of the sort. He had let Sawyer believe there was nothing left for him, and that he could die.

"I was dying?" Sawyer asked slowly, raising his head from the table as Tom walked around the room to the other side.

"Yes," Tom looked at a few papers on the table. "You only would have lived another few months."

"And now?" Sawyer's voice was trembling slightly, his eyes watching as two people in white clothing entered and began pulling trays over.

"You're cured," said Tom, standing at the end of the bed as Sawyer watched him. "And that is what we do."

Tom turned and left the room, shutting the two doors behind him.

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"What now," groaned Jack as the door clicked. They had only been in there for two hours when it opened again.

"Let's go," said one guard, coming in and standing in the doorway. "Quickly please."

Jack and Kate hurried to the door and were quickly grabbed, their hands tied behind their backs in the hall. Then they were led side by side by the two guards down the hall.

They reached the end and went through a smaller doorway into a thinner tunnel that looked vaguely familiar. At the end Kate could see small bits of light around a small door. As they approached she realized this was where they came in.

Reaching it, one of the guards pushed it open and they stepped out into the blazing sunshine. Both Kate and Jack squinted, adjusting slowly to the light as they were pushed forward into the jungle.

The path they were on was wide and well walked. The guards pushed them along as Jack tried to look around and figure out on what part of the island they were. But he couldn't see anything familiar. He wondered if they were even on the same island.

Suddenly the came around a bend and were stopped.

In the field before them were two huge holes in the earth that were the size of swimming pools. Kate felt nausea rise in her throat as she watched bodies wrapped in sheets being thrown into them carelessly as they were piled up beside each. Jack's jaw dropped, seeing many people pushing, kicking, and rolling what looked like hundreds of bodies into these holes.

"Who are these people?" Jack demanded of the two guards.

"People like you. People who were fortunate enough to find themselves with us," one guard said, and Kate thought she heard slight sadness in his voice. But it quickly disappeared. "Now get to work."

"What?" Kate shrieked as her binds were cut and she stepped away from them, turning around. "Are you serious?"

"Yes! We need them buried. It's going to rain soon and it'll be harder after the rain," shouted the other guard, stepping forward. "Or would you rather be in your cell?"

"Come on," Jack said, taking Kate's arm.

"Oh no, you're coming with us," said the guard, grabbing Jack. "You're on body wrap duty."

Kate watched as the man pulled Jack towards the right corner of the field where she could see more bodies lying beside a large pile of what looked like old sheets and tarps. Her stomach lurched and she stepped aside, bending over some bushes.

Jack was shoved towards the pile where two other men, wearing dirty jeans and t-shirts, were wrapping bodies carelessly with wire and cloth, and pushing them aside to be moved to the holes. They worked wearily, their hands and faces dirty. Some had dried blood on their hands from the more brutal ones.

"How many," Jack whispered, getting to his knees.

"How many what?" asked the first man, looking sadly at Jack.

"How many are dead?"

"Take it this way, there are over thirty other dumping grounds on this island," said the other one, who Jack realized was a woman wearing men's baggy, large clothing. She had short hair and spoke with an Australian accent. "And this one isn't even half full."

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Penny hid behind some brush and watched as the boat came ashore and stopped just before touching land. A dark skinned man jumped off and then helped an Asian woman down, carrying her to the beach so she would not get wet. They looked around for a moment.

But she was interrupted in her watching when someone burst out of the trees beside her. It was one of the men in khaki clothing. She let out a scream and darted to her left, feeling his fingers just miss grabbing her.

She dove through the jungle, praying with all her might that she could outrun him. Just as she was about to turn to see if he was still there she heard a gunshot that startled her, causing her to trip and fall.

Hitting the ground hard, she sprang back up but realized there was no one behind her anymore. Several yards back she could see the khaki clothed man who had chased her was lying on the ground, still moving but moaning in pain.

Looking to her left, through the trees she saw the dark skinned man rushing towards her. Diving behind a tree she watched him run by towards the injured man.

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Sayid let Sun down on the beach and she thanked him. They looked around, not seeing anything familiar.

"Where do …"

Before Sun could finish, they both heard a scream. Sayid raised his gun but saw nothing.

"THERE!" Sun grabbed Sayid's arm and pointed.

Barely visible, through the trees was someone clothed in beige, darting through the woods. Raising his gun and aiming, Sayid fired.

"I got him," Sayid, said, hurrying forward. Sun went to follow. "No! Stay here. If there's danger, get back on the boat."

Sayid ran to the trees and scanned the jungle floor. Looking around he listened and heard moaning. Suddenly he saw the man lying on the ground, his leg bleeding.

"Don't move," Sayid ordered, rushing up beside him and pointing his gun at the man's face.

"I'm not going anywhere," snapped the man, holding his leg painfully.

Putting his gun in his belt, Sayid bent and lifted the man over his shoulder. He had to get him back to the boat where he could question him without anyone hearing anything. Scanning the jungle he froze. For a moment he thought he saw a flash of hair shimmering in the trees. He stared a moment, unsure, and then set off towards the beach.

…………..

Penny knew he had seen her and waited with baited breath for the gunshot, or for him to appear around the corner and hit her. But he didn't. For a moment there was silence and then she heard his footsteps heading off towards the beach.

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"SAYID!" Sun shouted, seeing him approaching. "Is he dead?"

"No," Sayid started into the water. "I'm going to question him."

"But what if he's dangerous," Sun was panicking, following Sayid into the water towards the boat which was waist deep.

"That is why you will stay up on the deck," Sayid said, struggling to lift the man onto the boat. He was able to get him halfway up there, the man moaning and shouting in pain the entire time. Sayid seemed to not be gentle at all. Next, Sun came up and he helped her aboard before boarding himself.

"Stay away from him," Sayid said, taking Sun and pulling her towards the bow. "Watch the beach but hide from sight. If anyone comes, tell me."

Sun nodded, looking terrified. She regretted coming, thinking only of getting back to Jin. She couldn't imagine why she had offered to come.

Sayid went to the door to below deck which he and Jack and Sawyer had kicked in when they found Desmond. Instead of helping the man down, with one sharp kick he sent the man crashing through the entrance and to the floor.

The man bellowed in pain, clutching his leg as he lay on the ground below. Sun was kneeling at the bow, her hands over her mouth. Sayid nodded at her before jumping down into the hole.

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Kate hadn't gotten ten feet from the hole before she was sick again. She stumbled, dizzy, towards the edge of the jungle. Someone shouted behind her but she couldn't hear, wavering as she walked away from the hole.

Jack saw Kate stumbling disoriented towards the edge of the jungle, and saw the guards raise their weapons, running towards her. They thought she was trying to escape.

"NO!" Jack shouted. "KATE! TURN AROUND!"

Hearing Jack shout, Kate turned and saw the guards rushing towards her. They hadn't even reached her before she fainted.

Jack had taken off towards Kate but before he reached her, had received a sharp punch to the gut that sent him reeling off course and to his knees, gasping for air. Looking up he saw a guard easily lift Kate from the ground and start back down the path with her. Struggling to stand, he went to follow and was shoved back.

"Get back to work," snapped the guard, his eyes looking menacing.

Slowly Jack walked back to where had had been. The two others looked at him as though in fear. Jack began to wonder if he'd end up in that hole too.