When Jack heard Claire screaming, he opened his eyes straight away, and ran out of the cave. He had turned on his way out to see that Kate was still sleeping unknowing beside him. Claire was in the centre of the camp, with Charlie crouching beside her. Many of the others had now woken up, coming out to see what the commotion was. Jack ran over through the crowd, and he immediately bent beside her. "Claire, what happened?" Jack asked.

"She came back." Claire said weeping.

"Who did?" Jack asked. Wiping away a line of blood on her lower arm and feeling relieved that it wasn't coming from her. She didn't seem hurt in any way, just scared.

"She did. Danielle." She spat the name in disgust.

Oh god, Sawyer was right. Jack immediately thought. He pushed the idea of Sawyer being right out of his head, and focused on the situation at hand.

Charlie looked around. "Where's Aaron?" He asked, knowing that Claire would never leave her son alone in the middle of the night, especially as she had already had one appearance from Danielle that day.

"She took him. She took my son. I couldn't stop her!" She wailed.

"He's right here." They turned to see Sawyer holding the screaming boy as he walked into the camp with him. Claire lept up and ran to her son. Jack noticed that Sawyer had a patch of blood on his forehead coming from a gaze, and a bruise forming on his cheekbone.

"Sawyer-" Jack began, as Claire calmed her son down to small whimpers instead.

"Saw her coming back, then sneak into Claire's tent." He explained. "When she came out with the kid, I followed her, going to get him back. She took him to this clearing, tied him to a tree, and left him there. Then she heard Claire scream, and she ran off, back the way she had come. So I brought him back."

"Do you know where she went?" Jack asked.

"Back this way." Sawyer said.

"What happened?" Jack asked, indicating to his face, but knowing better not to reach out an inspect it until Sawyer let him.

"Frenchy wasn't alone. Someone else was with her," Sawyer explained.

"Who?"

"Ethan." Sawyer said.

"That's impossible." Sayid said, coming up beside Jack while Shannon went to comfort Claire and sit her down.

"Ethan's dead, Sawyer." Jack reminded him. "We buried him. He's dead."

"I know what I saw." Sawyer replied defensively.

"No one could survive four bullets to the chest, live without a pulse or a heartbeat for god knows how long, or survive being being buried alive for over a year." Jack elaborated.

Sawyer was just as quick to defend his point, so that he was shouting over the end of Jack's point. "Yeah, well, not many people could turn into a four-year-old either!" He said. The whole camp fell into silence, looking at the two men. Jack didn't reply. "Anyone else missing?"

Jack shook his head. "No. She can't have come back here. We would have seen her."

No sooner had Jack spoken, had a sound split the air. Another scream. A scream so shrill and terrified that it raised the hairs on the back of Jack's neck. His eyes widedened as he heard it, his eyes darting in the direction of the trees that it came from.

"Oh god." He said, sounding choked. "God, no."

Everyone watched as he darted back into the cave. He begged, pleaded with whoever was listening to him, that she was there. But when he came to lay eyes on the airplane chair bed that she had been asleep on, it was empty.

Kate was gone.

"No!" Jack yelled angrily. He turned back to the others. "Kate's gone." He said. "I'm going after her."

"No, Jack." Locke said.

"Are you insane? We have to! You heard her screaming!" He walked straight past Locke, grabbing a torch on his way past, making sure that the remaining batteries were working.

"It's the middle of the night..." Locke tried to reason.

Jack had finally been pushed too far. He turned to Locke, his eyes blazing so much that people seemed to shrink away from him. "Yes, John, it's the middle of the night, and Kate's out there! She's out there Locke with that crazy woman and apparently Ethan as well. Remember what he did to Charlie, to Claire?" Silence came upon Locke. "I'm not leaving her out there until morning. She's just a kid!" With that, he ran into the trees in the direction of the scream.

How could he have been so stupid? He left her there on her own, when clearly something dangerous was going on. Somehow, Danielle had managed to pass the crowd and take Kate without her making any sound, when Jack was only twenty feet away from where she was asleep. He mentally punished himself, vowing that he would not stop looking until he found her.

"Jack!" He stopped running to see Sayid and Locke following him. "We're coming with you." Sayid said, and Jack nodded - as much as an ass that he thought Locke was, he might need him to help to track.

They continued in the direction that the scream was coming from, but the sound had stopped, as had the tracks. "Locke?" Jack asked frustrated. "Which way did they go?"

Locke shook his head. "There are no tracks on the ground." He said, and started to check on the trees and bushes for any sign that someone had passed here. "This can't have been Danielle, it must had been Ethan."

"Kate wouldn't remember Ethan." Sayid realised. "If she barely remembers the rest of us, there's no way she'd remember Ethan."

Jack agreed. "Sawyer said that he warned her about going near Danielle."

"She must have thought that Ethan was one of us." Sayid offered, looking at Jack's drawn face. "Don't worry, we'll find her."

"The question isn't about where we'll find her, or if we'll find her." Locke said. "It's about what Ethan and Danielle want her for."

Jack wondered if Locke's statement about Kate turning into a child to ease his own fears and worries about being a father was true. Suddenly, Kate was a child, and Aaron had been temporarily kidnapped, and now Kate had been taken. Something bigger than his subconscious fear was at work here.

Another scream echoed, and Jack didn't look back to see if the others were following when he sprinted in that direction. "Kate!" He called at the top of his voice.

"Jack-Jack!" Came the replying call, he breathed a sigh of relief, but didn't stop running.

All of a sudden, he found himself in a clearing. He could hear Kate crying, and off the clearning was a path. He followed the path, not replying to the calls of Locke and Sayid somewhere far behind him, and was lead into another clearing. In the centre, curled into a ball, crying, was Kate. She was still wearing the clothes he had put her to bed in, strange minature versions of her own clothes that had shrunk when she had; the white shirt, with the beige t-shirt underneath and tiny blue jeans.

"Kate!" He ran over to her, lifted her off the floor and into his arms. She realised who it was and cried into him, letting out all her fear. He held onto her tight for a moment. "Are you Ok?" He asked. She didn't answer, so he pulled her away from his shoulder so that he could look her in the face. "Kate? Are you hurt?" He asked. She shook her head. "Where are they?" He asked.

"Lady went to go get Aaron." She said.

"Now?" He asked.

"She said that he was naughty and ran away, so that he needed to come back. She said that I had to stay here or the whispers would get me."

She was shaking again, probably from the cold. "Come on, lets go home." He told her.

"Home?" She asked. "My home is long way away." She said slightly confused. "My home is with Mommy and ... and Daddy, and Luke."

He figured that Luke was her brother, and started to walk out of the clearing, all the while keeping an eye out. Where was Ethan? Surely he would have been watching her? "No, sweetie, your home is here now." He told her. "We all live here together."

"But not with Mommy?" She asked, her voice still shaking from the tears.

"No. Sorry, Kate. Not with Mommy." He said, sad that she wanted her mother and that was one thing that he couldn't give her.

By the time he met up with Sayid and Locke, Kate had stopped crying, but was still shaking.

"We need to get back." Jack said. "Kate said that Danielle had gone back for Aaron."

They rushed back to camp, but nothing had happened. Danielle hadn't arrived, nor had Ethan, and Claire sat with Aaron asleep in her arms. She looked like she was falling asleep herself, but was determined not to, and had Sawyer and Charlie sitting either side of her, protecting her and Aaron incase anyone did come back. No one had gone back to sleep, especially not now that Ethan's name had been mentioned. They were glad to see that Kate had been brought back safe, and Shannon came running up to them, embracing Sayid.

"God, I was worried about you." She said to him, and then pulled away slightly to rub a comforting hand on Kate's back. Kate turned her head to see Shannon.

"Shan-Shan?" She muttered, her voice thick from the tears.

"Hey, sweetie." Shannon said. Shannon looked up at Jack. "You go do whatever you need to do, I'll watch her for a moment." She offered.

Jack nodded, and let Kate latch her arms around Shannon instead, who went to sit down with Sayid beside a fire. Jack went into the cave quickly, not wanting to leave her for too long, even though he trusted Shannon with her completely, it was the dangers that now lurked in the jungle that he didn't trust. He grabbed a blanket to wrap around Kate, and then came back out.

As expected, Kate crawled into his lap, and he wrapped the blanket around her. She grabbed a fistful of his shirt and clung to it. "Jack-Jack?" She asked weakly.

"Yeah, honey?"

"I miss Mommy." She said tearfully.

Jack held her tightly, ignoring the watchful eyes around him. "I know, sweetie, I know."

"Don't miss Daddy." She said stubbornly.

"Why not?" Jack asked, wondering if he would finally find out what Kate's dad did that made her so angry and feel unloved.

"Daddy locks the door." She said. "He gets scary when he locks the door."

Jack looked up at Shannon and Sayid, who were looking with wide eyes. They all had their suspicions, but Jack prayed that they weren't right. "Kate, baby, what did your Dad do?" He asked. She was silent, and looked afraid. "It's Ok, you can tell me." He promised.

"But Daddy said that he'd kill me if I told anyone."