In the End
Chapter Eight


Author's Notes:
A belated thank you to Crazyhorsegirl88 for all your help with chapter seven!

Chapter Eight: Appointed Savior

Alex ran into the caves, zigzagging through the crowds lined up for food and water, and after searching for him for nearly an half an hour, ran straight into Sayid.

Sayid apologized quickly.

Sayid, thank god, Alex said, fighting to catch her breath, Jack's gone.

If Sayid was one of the ones out for Jack's blood she would've never known, for his face hardened in concern at the news.

Sayid finally asked quietly.

Alex's eyebrows knitted together in confusion before she realized what Sayid was thinking.

She said. Not like that..he ran off.

Sayid sighed in relief before returning to his normal calm in alert expression.

Ran off? Sayid repeated. Even Jack wouldn't do that at a time like this. said Alex, apparently we would.

Sayid glanced around to the many survivors trying to listen into their conversation. To be safe he pulled Alex over to the side to continue talking there.

Tell me what happened, he said.

I went after Jack after..you know, what happened, and we talked about it, Alex stopped to think, well, not really talked, it's more like he confessed to the crime and then- Alex shook her head, deciding that what came next wasn't significant to the story, I think he saw something..-maybe a hallucination?-, and ran out into the jungle.

Alex took a deep breath of fresh air as Sayid took in the information. He then glanced around once again, making up his mind on his plan of action.

Most likely he's just lost, Sayid said reassuringly, I'll go look for him.I'm going with you, Alex declared immediately.

Sayid shook his head.

It's not safe, he proposed, the monster-Hasn't shown up in hours, Alex pointed out, maybe it's finally back in hibernation.

Sayid looked like he was thinking quickly.

It's still not safe, he finally said, we still have missing people besides Jack. We don't need another.I'm psychic, I won't get lost, Alex said, rolling her eyes.

She was surprised when Sayid looked as if though he were actually considering her request.

You have that much faith in yourself? He inquired.

Alex nodded truthfully.

All right, Sayid agreed, you can go.Go where? Kate asked, emerging from the crowd who's eyes followed her every step of the way.

Alex and Sayid exchanged uncertain glances.

You can tell me, Kate said, glancing from Alex to Sayid.

Alex sighed and was the first to decide to confess.

Jack's missing, she told her, he ran off last night. No one's seen him since.

Kate's expression was unreadable, though Alex was sure that deep down Kate still had some concern from Jack.

Well good luck, she said tactly.

Alex stared after Kate in disdain as she walked away, and felt the need to say something.

Are you really that cold-hearted? Alex called after her. After all he's done for you..he could be dead!

If the other castaways weren't looking before, they were now. Kate stopped in her tracks, back to Alex and Sayid. She could feel Sayid's warning eyes watching her, but ignored them and the people around her. Slowly Kate turned around, and as she faced Alex she could make out the thin lines left over from where Jack had hit Kate, now nothing but light scars, though she knew from her own experiences that they would stick out like bruises to Kate every time she looked in the mirror. Kate stared at Alex a full moment, as if trying to get her point across with her eyes.

This was his choice, Kate said, voice shaking slightly.

Alex's mouth fail agape.

His choice? Alex repeated, furious. Last I checked, you're the one that left him.

Whispers arose amongst the castaways, as though they were earring this for the first time.

I explained what happened, Kate said, seeming to have trouble keeping her cool.

And you just expected him to be okay with it? Alex said in disbelief.

Kate said with a smirk.

Alex couldn't believe that Kate was standing here, practically insulting Jack in front of everyone when he could be out hanging off the edge of a cliff somewhere.

You'd know if he were in this position he'd be out looking for you in a heartbeat, Alex said sharply.

Kate looked like she was torn between what to do, and for a split second Alex actually found herself feeling sorry for Kate. She felt a hand fall on her shoulder.

We should go, Sayid said quietly from behind her.

You may want to blame Jack all you want, said Alex with cold eyes, but in the end, you're the bad guy.We should go, Sayid again in the same low tone.

Alex held Kate's gaze for a moment longer before whirling around and following Sayid out of the caves. She heard Kate sigh behind her and smiled to herself when she heard Kate's footsteps coming towards them.

Kate said from behind them, I'm going.

Alex smiled at her, but Kate just turned the other way, not speaking a word as she followed them out of the caves.

In the Jungle

Danielle and Locke, both being experienced trackers, had stayed out of the night, searching for any traces of human life and more importantly, the one they were looking for. The trees had grown thicker and thicker as they trudged through the jungle, and once they finally reached a clearing they decided to stay for the night. Now it was morning, and after only a few hours of sleep Danielle and Locke were packing up to head back out.

Throughout most of the night's journey, Danielle had remained to herself. She looked at this as her mission, and Locke was merely a tag-along. Danielle had thought that Alex being able to talk to her about things like what had happened to her, this meant there was an improvement in their relationship, for afterwards Alex had begun to shut her out even worse than before. When Danielle and Alex had first been reunited, she had told herself that bumps in their mother-daughter bonding like this wouldn't matter, and had sworn to herself that she wouldn't let them. She didn't like having to give into fate, but as time went on, Danielle found herself yearning for the affection of her daughter, and even fighting for it. As selfish as it may seem, Danielle was grateful for the opportunity of proving that she could be a good mother- if only it could've come another way.

Thank you, she said to Locke, pulling on her mangled sweater, for helping me, but really, I can do this myself.It's no problem, Locke replied, obviously reading her wrong, personally, I'd rather be out here than back there.

Danielle raised an eyebrow as she turned away, picking her bag up off the ground, though it was no secret that Locke preferred an independent life. She actually felt sorry for the man, and felt that she could relate to him. If only she could worn him to be careful what you wish for, the island might just give it to you.

They'll be looking for us, Danielle said, looking around their campsite.

Let them look, Locke said.

She realized then that she knew absolutely nothing about this man, other than he was supposed to be some kind of hunter, and Danielle felt cheated at the thought that Locke could've known almost everything there was to know about here from either Sayid or Alex.

So what did you do? Danielle asked.

Being around the other castaways so much, Danielle found herself curious as to everyone's background, and what was going on in the real world.

Before the crash, I mean, she added.

Locke smiled.

I worked at a box company, he said and then laughed an ironic laugh, like he was internally celebrating some defeat, so what did you do?

Though he seemed very proud of whatever it is he was hiding, Locke also seemed secretive about it: the quick subject change said that much.

I was a scientist, Danielle said, putting out the last of the fire, you know that much.

She looked ahead, keeping alert of any form of life that could be approaching, and when she heard none, started up the path.

What field? Locke asked curiously.

Danielle didn't reply.

Did you work for the CIA? Locke said jokingly, laughing at the comment.

Danielle, however, remained grave, and stopped, turning to Locke with an odd dark look on her face.

I was studying time, she confessed, that's why we were out here.

She saw Locke nod with approving interest as she turned back around.

Like time travel? Locke asked with curiosity.

Just time, Danielle replied conclusively.

Reaching up, Danielle pushed a tree branch out of the way just before it could slap against her face, and behind her, Locke did the same.

You don't like to talk about yourself, Danielle commented a few paces later.

It's not a very interesting subject, Locke responded.

There must be something, Danielle said, picking a berry off a bush as she passed it, and throwing it into her mouth.

She could tell by Locke's silence that there was something he was itching to tell, but something else was holding back. At last she heard him clear his breath, and Danielle found herself anxious to know what his secret was.

I couldn't walk before we crashed, Locke admitted.

Danielle tripped over the next step up the path in shock. Locke reached down and caught her before falling, and when she looked up as he pulled her up, she realized that this was the second time they had been caught in this position. They met each others eyes and allowed themselves to be captivated by the moment, but only for a split second, at which time they both looked away quickly and let go.

As a scientist I was hoping you'd have some answers, Locke explained.

Danielle said sincerely, I don't even have the answers to my own questions.

With that she continued back up the path, feeling Locke's implicated eyes following her every step of the way.

Elsewhere in the jungle

Alex remained silent as she followed Sayid out into the jungle, though she secretly kept noting to herself that it should be him following her. Kate had been silent throughout the journey as well, walking with her arms crossed and head to the ground. In front of her Sayid stopped to let her catch up, allowing Kate to walk ahead of them.

I wish I knew what was going on inside her head, Sayid whispered to Kate.

No you don't, Alex whispered back.

She gave credit to Sayid for wanting to help, but Alex also knew that it would be left up to Jack and Kate alone to fix their problems.

They're a complicated couple, Sayid commented.

Yeah, well at least Jack's not getting competition from Kate's step brother, Alex teased.

Boone's come to a decision about that, Sayid replied bitterly.

Has he? Alex said with a wink.

Sayid looked alarmed at the warning.

Don't worry, Alex laughed, she's all yours.

Sayid seemed disturbed by the comment, making Alex laugh again. She was glad that they finally had a subject to lighten the mood, and she was almost able to forget the dangers they were in. Her laughter was caught in a yawn, which reminded Alex that she hadn't slept all the previous night. As if some higher power was out to punish her for forgetting, Alex suddenly tripped over a tree limb that was intertwined with the jungle floor.

she muttered as Sayid caught her.

Her hand brushed across the ground as she got back to her feet, and Alex looked up as she regained her balance, and was knocked over by a third party. Alex looked up as she brushed herself off, and let out a small gasp at seeing Jack run passed them. Alex blinked, and when she opened her eyes Jack was nowhere to be seen.

Are you okay? Sayid asked, concerned at her long pause.

Alex lied quickly.

Taking a deep breath to recover from the vision, Alex continued on, this time traveling a few paces ahead of Sayid, confident in her directional skills. Suddenly as she turned paths, Alex's head exploded with pain. Grabbing her head in agony, Alex fell to her knees. It felt like her skull was split in two, and she felt herself swerve in and out of confidence, though all she was experiencing was a headache.

Then out of nowhere, Jack appeared in front of her, laying with his head to a tree, face covered in blood. He was barely breathing and clearly knocked out cold. She felt two hands grab her shoulders, and Alex was unwillingly pulled back. She squeezed her eyes shut tightly, and when she opened them she found only Sayid and Kate with her, both looking at her in concern, though Kate looked slightly annoyed at the delay. Alex looked down the path she was headed towards, and then up at Sayid with fearful eyes.

We need to hurry, Alex said, still trembling from the vision, he's hurt.

Without hesitation Sayid and Kate followed her down the path, running at top speed. Alex could've sworn she heard Kate muttering something underneath his breath that sounded oddly like a prayer. The path soon opened up into a clearing, and the three stopped in their tracks when they saw Jack on the other side, leaning against a tree as if trying to catch his breath. Alex's eyebrows furrowed in confussion..had she not just seen him hurt? She felt a hand tap her shoulder softly, and Sayid bent in towards her.

I think we should leave them alone, he suggested quietly.

Alex nodded, feeling he was right, and followed Sayid back down the path, leaving Kate to talk with Jack.

Kate

Kate stepped forward cautiously, and then took a step back in pure fear and nerves. All she wanted to do was run, though she knew that in order to survive the next couple of days, she needed to talk things out with Jack. They couldn't make it with that monster on the lose and a hysterical doctor. It would be up to her to fix things, she couldn't leave it up to Alex or anyone else anymore. Kate took another step forward and then stopped, hesitating again.

I can hear you, Jack said quietly, clearing his throat.

She jumped, caught off guard.

Sorry, I.. Kate began.

Don't worry about it, Jack said, wiping his face with his sleeve.

They stood there like that for another few beats, Kate facing Jack, Jack leaning on the tree refusing to face her.

Are you okay? Kate finally asked. Alex had a vision..she said you were hurt.I'm fine, Jack replied, sounding drained and exhausted.

Looking closely, Kate could see that Jack's right hand was bruised, and she shivered at the thought that part of that was due to her.

Maybe you should come back to camp, Kate suggested calmly.

I'm fine, Jack repeated quickly, as though he hadn't even heard the question.

Kate stared at him, wondering what to do, what to say. Finally she was able to gather her thoughts clearly.

I think you should come back with me, Kate proposed.

Jack shook his head like a protesting child. Even though she was only looking at him from behind, it was clear that Jack was barely functional, and could probably use a few hours of sleep, along with something to eat. Kate took a deep breath, preparing for what she would have to say next.

she said, I think you should come back with me.

Whether Jack understood that or not, she didn't know.

I know you didn't mean to do what you did, Kate said, continuing to approach Jack, and I'm sorry for what I said.

Jack was quiet for a minute, and Kate hoped that he was considering what she was saying, until..

What about what you did?

Kate felt a sick feeling in her stomach and suddenly she thought she was going to throw up.

That's over now, Kate said, picking her words carefully, it didn't mean anything. I swear..please just..forgive me. I don't think there's anymore I could say.

Jack was silent following her request, and Kate looked at him hopefully, convincing herself that he looked like he was thinking. Surely if he was going to turn her down he'd have done it by now.

Jack finally began, but was cut off by a low rumbling that came from underneath the forest floor.

A few yards away, a few minutes earlier

Sayid and Alex sat underneath an overgrown tree, whose leaves stretched from one tree to another, all across the jungle floor. Alex had to admit that it was beautiful, and if it wasn't for the monster living below, she wouldn't mind staying out here forever.

When did you start writing songs? Sayid asked from his spot against a tree nearby.

Alex played with some mulch from the ground, fingering it in her sweaty hands.

When I was maybe thirteen, Alex replied thoughtfully.

At the thought of her music Alex began humming without even realizing she was doing so until Sayid brought it up.

What's that? He asked.

A song I wrote, Alex said, trying to hide her embarrassment.

Sing it, Sayid requested.

Alex snorted.

Trust me, you don't want to hear me sing.Why not?Because I suck! Alex said with a laugh.

I don't care, Sayid proclaimed.

Alex wondered if Sayid was just feeling sorry for her, but as she searched for the truth in his eyes, she saw that he was serious.

Alex said nervously, smile a little.

She opened her mouth, but right when she was ready to let out the first note, a loud roar came from beneath them.

Back with Jack and Kate

Kate coughed as she picked herself off the ground. She was engulfed in a cloud of dirt that lingered from the latest attack, and couldn't see a thing.

She choked out.

There was no reply.

She called again as she struggled to get to her feet.

Once she was standing Kate could see that there was a large hole left in the ground from where the monster had snapped..stepped..or whatever it did. Kate felt herself growing worried, and began to feel sick again.

She shouted, but only received the echo of her voice in return.

Squinting, Kate could barely make out an outline of a body across from her, on the other side of the hole, and gasped when she could see clearly who it was: Jack.

With Alex and Sayid

Alex groaned in protest when she felt herself being shaken awake. After the rumble something hard had kicked at the ground underneath their feet, sending both herself and Sayid flying. She wasn't able to see where Sayid had landed, but Alex had been lucky' enough to land in a bush.

Come on Alex, you've got to wake up, came a voice from above her.

Lifting up a heavy eyelid, Alex saw that it was Kate standing above her. As Kate shifted her weight she unblocked the sun, and Alex winced as the bright rays came down on her.

Where's Sayid? Alex asked weakly.

I don't know, Kate said urgently, but Jack's hurt. Alex exclaimed, the energy to jump up coming to her from nowhere.

Alex followed Kate as she dashed down the path, and then stopped dead in her tracks when she saw the creatre in the ground- one that definitely wasn't there before the attack.

What the hell is that? Alex asked, shaking a little as stared at the hole.

Kate didn't answer her, but began carefully inching around the hole, pulling Alex along with her. Finally they reached Jack's body, and Alex took an unconscious step back. Jack was laying on his back, sprawled on the ground. A wound on his forehead was bleeding viciously, and Jack's breathing was slow and rasp. Both Alex and Kate fell down beside Jack at the same time.

Kate said softly, tapping his face.

No response.

Kate said again, and tapped his face harder.

Alex grabbed her hand and Kate looked up at her, glaring at her with warning eyes.

Don't move his head, Alex advice, you could cause further damage?

Kate exhaled with a snort.

What are you, a health book?

Alex ignored that comment, and turned back to Jack. Carefully, Alex moved Jack's arm away from the patch of mud it was in, and began shaking it slightly.

Oh, that's better, Kate complimented sarcastically.

Alex shot her a look, trying to keep her patience while concentrating on reviving Jack. She shook his arm a little harder with right hand, while her left steadied Jack's shoulder. Kate was still calling his name, getting a little louder and sounding more panicked each time. Alex's arm soon became numb, and she felt it growing heavier at each shake. As if he had read her inner cries of help for the three of them, Sayid's footsteps became audible behind them, and then he too was by Jack's side. Unlike Alex, Sayid didn't even bother asking about the crater.

We should get him to the caves, Sayid said without greeting either of them.

But his head- Alex said, eyes trailing to the wound.

And when they landed on it, Alex felt like someone had thrusted a brick into her stomach. It was only then that she realized that Jack's head was still bleeding, and even Kate seemed to have overlooked that. She quickly moved her hand from Jack's arm to his head, and before long, her hands were covered with Jack's blood.

It'll get worse if we keep him here, Sayid explained, that thing could come back or worse. The caves aren't that far away.

Seeing his points Alex nodded. Kate and Sayid made some sort of unspoken decision to be the ones to move Jack, and Alex stood up with him, keeping her hand tight on the wound as they hurried to the caves.

4 months ago


The weather was hotter than Alex had ever experienced before. Alex sat with Carrie and a barely conscious Adam on the vacant, bloody beach. Only a few pieces of debris from their boat had floated ashore but to their misfortune, no luggage. With no water or professional medical help, saving Adam had become a very difficult and nerve-racking experience. Carrie had sacrificed that jacket she had been wearing to substitute for a washcloth for Adam, though without water or peroxide, there wasn't much they could do with it. Now with the night approaching in fast hours and the half-handed Adam hardly breathing, their lives were being put in more danger than ever, when all they were doing was sitting on her beach.

To calm herself, Alex went into a waking-dream mode. She kept convincing herself that this was just another beach, like the ones she used to visit in her childhood in LA. There were restaurants and hospitals on the other side of the island, and as soon Adam's breathing grew steadier, they'd be able to hike right over to them.

But every few thoughts reality would sink in. She had just technically helped in a major robbery, their boat had crashed, they were stuck on some island, and part of Adam's hand was missing- or rather laying near them, buried in the same. Had they been granted with any kind of thread, Alex would've tried her hand in sewing it back on. She snorted to herself at the irony.

Suddenly a soft sobbing came from beside her, and Alex looked over to see that Cassie's eyes were swollen red with tears. She supported her own fair share of injuries, including what the two of them thought might be a sprained wrist. Alex herself had been lucky, her only major injury seemed to be the cut on her hand from when it hit the boat after escaping the cruise ship.

You okay? Alex asked, though knowing that was a stupid question.

Carried replied, nodding and wiping tears from her face.

Alex noticed that through her tears, Carrie began to smile.

I just realized.. Carrie said, struggling to speak clearly, I left my cat in the garage.

Alex left with Carrie, not that the situation was funny but ironic.

Adam left the bathroom light on in his apartment, Alex recalled, he complained about it the entire trip.

The two laughed again, like they had been friends for their whole life. At a late reaction to the sound of his name, Adam stirred awake from underneath Alex's arm. Alex's smile widened as she shifted her wait to make Adam more comfortable.

she greeted softly.

Adam mumbled something that sounded like a weak reply of We don't have any water, Alex informed, figuring it'd be best to let him know right off.

'is okay, Adam mumbled.

He began sitting up, despite her hold on him.

Where are- Adam fell back down at the inability to use his left hand.

Alex bit her lip when Adam let out a curse when he realized his injury.

How the hell did that happened? He demanded, looking down at his hand in disgust.

I don't know, Alex said apologetically.

Adam spent a moment taking in this new way of life, examining his hand now in interest. His face suddenly fell, as though realization of something had hit him quickly.

I'll never be able to play guitar again, Adam said dully and sadly.

It was like he had just found out he had lost his parent, and in an odd way, Adam's guitar had kind of been like his parents. Not that he had played much on their cd, but Alex knew he played, and well. Like with her, music had helped him through so much in life, and now that had been unwillingly ripped apart from him.

Well at least we'll always be able to hear your beautiful voice, Alex said with sarcastic sweetness, patting Adam's leg.

Carrie giggled and Adam smacked her in the the side with his good arm. Adam then tried a second time to lift himself, and succeeded.

I'm going to start a fire, Adam announced.

It's still sunny! Carrie whined.

And you're wearing a sweatshirt! Alex added esasperatly.

I don't care, Adam muttered bitterly.

He struggled to stand, and fell back down when a fourth voice interrupted them.

You kids need some help? A man asked, approaching them.

Alex jumped and shivered at the sound of the new voice. Turning, she saw a blonde man walking towards them, carrying nothing but a walking stick and bottle of water.

Alex called back, eyes watering at the water.

Though she knew they'd need it for Adam, her throat suddenly grew itchy and dry. Of course, this was all assuming the man would be willing to lend them the water, and the thought of where it came from never occurred to her.

I found a stream about a mile, the man informed.

Who are you? Carrie asked, speaking the question that no one else had thought to ask.

I was on the boat, the man said, as if it should've been obvious to him.

No you're not, Carrie said, almost sounding angry.

Yes I was, the man argued, and so were you two.

He pointed from Alex to Adam.

Alex said, piecing it together in her mind, the Moondance? the main nodded, a little too quickly for Alex.

She turned to Carrie.

I don't trust him, she whispered.

He could be our only hope! Carrie hissed.

Alex glanced back at the man, who was leaning against his stick and looking out to sea, as if he was expecting someone, and the she looked back to Carrie and shook her head.

Trust me, she said quietly.

Adam stole a glance to Alex, and she knew he was thinking of her abilities.

He might be able to help us find Kyle, Carrie whispered hoarsely, with pained eyes.

When Alex's eyes met them, she felt herself turning against her own instincts. Sighing and praying this wouldn't backfire on her, Alex turned back to the man.

All right! She called back to him. We'll go.

The man turned to them and smiled.

On one condition, Alex added, what happened to the ship?

The man's face hardened in memory.

We crashed, he said in a completely different tone, this one dark and sounding almost disturbed.

Alex still didn't trust him as the other two stood up and began heading his way.

You okay? Adam asked her in concern, looking down on Alex.

She tried to ignore his ripped hand that was dangling right in front of her face.

Alex lied in a whisper.

Adam offered her his good hand, and though she knew she probably shouldn't be adding to his weight, she took it and let him help her up.

At the caves- 2004

Kate and Sayid hurried to lay Jack down near his medical supplies, ignoring the many questions from other castaways. Alex was already hurrying to retrieve peroxide and clean washcloths, and began cleaning off Jack's wound, listening to what her mind was telling her to do every step of the way.

With Kate

Kate watched helplessly as Alex began taking care of Jack. She wanted to step in, to be the hero, but she couldn't. Because that was Jack's job. As she watched, Sayid stood beside Alex, giving her tips which she seemed to be ignoring. Finally Sayid sighed in defeat, and walked over towards Kate. Taking the seat next to her, Sayid followed Kate's eyes to Jack.

She's like an expert, Kate commented quietly.

Wouldn't let me help, Sayid said, nodding in agreement.

From her spot Kate could see every visible inch of Jack, every speck of dirt, every trickle of blood, and the sight made her feel queasy, and not just because of the blood.

He looks so.. Kate searched for the word, He's finally sleeping, Sayid said lightly.

Kate looked down, knowing this was her fault.

Don't blame yourself, Sayid said quietly, looking at Kate, you couldn't of stopped it.

Kate's eyes watered, because she could think of a dozen reasons of how she could've.

He'll be fine, Sayid reassured, sounding completely sure of himself.

Wiping her eyes, Kate nodded, though she had never had that kind of faith. Sayid patted her knee, and stood up. Kate forced herself to watch him go, and laughed softly to herself as Alex and Sayid fought over who was going to be responsible for saving Jack. At least they had that choice- Kate couldn't even know for sure if Jack would want her to save him.

Hey, somebody, over here! Charlie called.

Kate turned around to Charlie, who was dragging in another castaway.

Who's this? Kate asked, standing over who turned out to be a younger man of maybe twenty.

I don't know, Charlie replied, but he stays at the beach. His leg- it's bad.

Ripping open the unconscious man's jeans Kate turned away at the site of the blood. Closing her eyes, Kate found herself using Jack's old counting trick, and when she opened them she found herself calm and in control.

Go see if Sayid can spare some peroxide, Kate said.

Charlie glanced over to Sayid, who was now in a tug-of-war fight over a blood covered washcloth with Alex.

What happened to Jack? Charlie asked curiously as he watched the scene.

Just go! Kate exclaimed, causing a few heads to turn on her.

Kate felt bad for yelling at Charlie, but as she looked down at her new task, Kate realized that this wasn't just another sprained ankle: this could be a life, a life that was her responsibility to save; and as much as Kate hated to admit it, she'd need all the help she could get, and she knew that in the next few hours- hell, maybe even days- were going to be the most stressful and tenacious of all of their lives.

Author's Note: Okay, so not that good of a chapter. And I know, not much Jate. But it will be back! Thanks for all of you for reviewing! You guys rock!

Coming up next, on In the End:

Will Kate be able to save whoever that guy is? Will Alex be able to save Jack? Will Sayid let out save Jack? And where's Boone in all of this? Not to mention soon you'll be finding out all about who Rebecca/Rachel is..or who they are..

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