Chapter 15: Wake up call

Boone stirred and awoke, he nudged Alex awake too when he saw the new raft in flames just like the one before it. Everyone started to run around and try to put the fire out. Walt ran over to help. "Stay back Walt, you'll get hurt!" his father called. Walt backed away and no one saw him smirk. Boone and Alex stood up and headed for the raft.

"Oh my god!" Boone shouted when he saw Shannon lying in the sand. He looked around. "HELP!" he called into the darkness. Alex also looked around.

"Holy shit!" she said, pointing to the message. "HELP!" she yelled too. Then they both saw Sayid hanging from the nearby tree. Alex collapsed from pure shock. Boone caught her and yelled louder. Jack finally came over.

"Oh my god!" Jack took Sayid down. And checked his pulse. He was still alive, but barely.

Jack also checked Shannon's pulse, who was also barely alive. "Get someone to help me carry them! QUICK!" Jack shouted. Boone sprinted across the beach until he found Locke. They both ran back to Jack.

"Not now, I I don't do something, they'll both die, but I can't operate on two people at once," Jack looked at Boone and Locke. "If neither of you can do it, who are we going to let die?" Jack said. "We need to make a decision fast, or they'll both die!"

"Operate on Shannon!" Boone shouted.

"No offense Boone, but Shannon is already messed up enough, I think we should go with Sayid," Locke replied.

"Then it's up to me," Jack figured that, for the safety of everyone else at camp, Sayid was the best choice.

"NO!" Boone yelled at Jack. "That bastard is the reason all this happened!" Boone accused the man of the terrible things that had happened.

"I know, but I Shannon is let loose again, more people could die, this is Sayid's knife, he was on duty! Shannon stole it, escaped and stabbed him!" Jack explained his reasoning for wanting Sayid to live. "If Sayid dies, Shannon won't trust anyone and she will kill us all, if Shannon dies, Sayid will be heartbroken, but he got over the death of one of his girlfriends, he can get over the death of the other one," Jack said.

"You can't decide which one of your patients lives and which one dies!" Boone shouted at the top of his lungs. He lost too much air from yelling and so he fainted.

"He's so pathetic," Jack said, removing the knife from Sayid's stomach. "I don't know how long he had the knife in him, but it was long enough for Shannon to get to the caves and back to the beach again, there was a trace of blood," Jack said. He began to patch up Sayid with the needle and thread he had in his pocket.

"Are you sure that's going to stay?" Locke asked.

"It has to," Jack answered, not sure of the correct answer to Locke's question.

"Oh," Locke picked up Alex and carried her away. Jack could see that the fire was almost out, and then he saw the message.

"LOCKE!" he called. Locke came back, he was no longer holding Alex, he had put her down on a blanket. Jack pointed to the message. Locke knew who had written the message. It was the same little boy who had burned the raft the first time. Locke had a horrified expression on his face, he didn't think that Walt was capable of murder. "It's okay, whoever did this, has to be close by."

The night brightened into day. Shannon was hopelessly placed back in the fixed cage and she would never get back the strength to pull that off again. Jack wasn't sure how long she would last alive in the cage, but he kept his hopes up. The night before, after he had helped Sayid, he helped Shannon. Jack stopped her bleeding and sewed her wounds up, and he knew that her baby was dead. And if her child wasn't dead, then it would be still born.

"I never want to be on duty again!" Sayid said, partially recovered.

"Well, healing takes a long time and now we have..." Jack counted on his fingers. "Now we have about five people, including Shannon, who are injured."

Claire woke up to see that Charles was missing and that there was a trace of dried blood near his crib. "Oh my god," Claire put two and two together and she thought that her baby boy had been murdered.

"Good morning!" Charlie called from the stream. Claire turned to see Charlie giving Charles a bath. Claire ran over to Charles, picked up his nude body and squeezed him until he cried.

"Charles I'm so sorry," she said putting her son back into the water.

"Okay," Charlie said, confused.

"I saw the blood and thought he was dead,"Claire told Charlie.

"Oh, that's Shannon's blood," Charlie informed her.

"She got away! Her blood... she was... Oh my god!" Claire finally shouted. "She was coming after me!"

"She probably was, she had already stabbed Sayid, he was on watch," Charlie said. "If that bitch had got anywhere near you, I would have shot her just like I had Ethan." Claire smiled. She hugged and kissed Charlie.

"Thank you," she said, standing up to get more news at the beach.

"I'll bring him by when I'm done!" Charlie called after her. Claire headed down the path to the beach. She thought about Shannon the whole way there.

"That poor girl, she is out of her mind. She was coming after me. I would have died, what stopped her? Something must have attacked her. Why else would she be bleeding?" Claire arrived at the beach, and was immediately horrified by the message. "Whose blood is that?" she asked Jack who was sitting near Sayid.

"Shannon'," Jack replied, pointing to Shannon who was curled up and covered in blood in the cage.

"Oh," Claire wanted this all to be over. "Oh my god! Her baby!" Claire rushed over to the cage to get a better look at where Shannon had been stabbed. "Who did this to her?"

"We think she did it to herself," Jack said. Walt heard nearby, he smirked and kept walking along the beach.

"That's a bit of a wake up call," Claire said sitting down, astonished.

"You're telling me," Nadia said, she was covered in blood, but it wasn't hers, I was Sayid's.