Hey, guys! Sorry I didn't update again yesterday. I tried but something came up. However, I did manage to get another chapter up today! So without further or due... here's White Rabbit.

"Jack! Jack!" Lyla heard Charlie screaming. Her eyes shot open, and she quickly got out of bed. She ran out of her tent, and was met by chaos coming from the shoreline. She looked to her side and saw Jack sprinting towards the water. He dove into the water, and started swimming out. Lyla ran to the group of people gathered by the water, stopping behind Charlie and Kate.

"Hey, what's going on?" She asked them.

"Someone's out there. I would've went after them but... I can't swim." Charlie replied, his eyes never leaving the ocean. Lyla held her hand above her eyes to shield the sun, trying to get a better view of who it was in the water. When she looked out, she didn't see anyone. Not even Jack. A rush of fear instantly swept over her, thinking that Jack had got caught in the tide as well. Thankfully, Jack emerged. He appeared to be swimming out with another body, although Lyla couldn't quite make out who it was. Eventually, Jack got close enough to the beach for her to make out who it was. He was carrying back, Boone.

"Oh my god.." She mumbled. Her, Charlie, and Kate ran ahead to help him. Jack wrapped Boone's arms around, Kate and Charlie's shoulders. He started to make his way back out into the water, but Lyla grabbed his arm, stopping him before he could. "Where are you going?" She questioned, loosing the grip on his arm.

"There's someone else still out there." Jack told her. He started swimming towards a body far out into the ocean. She was too far out for him to save her, but Lyla understood that he had to try. Lyla quickly, adverted her attention back to Boone. They had him laid out on the sand, as he tried to gain back his strength. She made her way to his side, and grabbed his hand tightly, not wanting to let go.

"Thank god, you're okay." She panted, stroking his hair with her free hand.

"Did he get her?" He croaked. Lyla realized he was talking about the person, Jack went back for. Lyla pressed her lips together, unsure what to tell him. She looked at the ocean, watching Jack swim back... alone.

"He tried. There just wasn't enough time." She told him, supporting him as he sat up.

"He should've left me. I was fine." Boone said, stubbornly. Lyla looked at him in disbelief.

"You were drowning."

"I was fine!" He yelled at her. Lyla was taken back for a moment, she had never seen him this angry. "Just, just go." Lyla went to protest, but stopped herself. She knew he just needed time, and space, alone.

Lyla sat outside of her tent, tapping her pen against a journal she found the other day. She decided that she was going to use it to track her days on the island, and get all her thoughts out, so she didn't always feel like she was about to explode.

"Dear, Journal. Today, my boyfriend tried playing hero, but instead made a fool out of himself by almost drowning." Sawyer said, sarcastically. He stood in front of her, blocking her light on purpose. Lyla glared up at him, and closed her journal.

"He's not my boyfriend." She protested. Lyla stood up and placed her journal inside of her tent, not wanting to deal with Sawyer right now.

"Oh, right. Isn't your boyfriend the one that saved him?" He said, enjoying the reaction he was getting from her.

"Go away, Sawyer." Lyla moved past him down the beach.

"That wasn't a no." Sawyer pointed out, as he watched her walk further away from him.

"Wasn't a yes, either." She yelled back at him, making her way towards Charlie. "Have you seen, Boone?" Lyla asked him, once she was within close range. That morning, Boone was so angry, and Lyla couldn't help but worry about him.

"Nope, haven't seen him." He answered, turning to face her. Lyla looked around, hoping she would catch sight of Boone. However, she saw something else, but it wasn't Boone. Instead, she saw Claire, collapsing onto the ground.

"Claire!" She yelled, running towards her with Charlie closely behind. "We need some help!" Lyla called out, hoping somebody would hear. Thankfully, Michael heard her, and quickly made his way over to them. Him, and Charlie carried her over to the infirmary.

"What happened?" Kate asked them, as she appeared next to them.

"I-I don't know, she just fell. Maybe, from heat?" Lyla shrugged.

"Come on, let's get her inside." Kate instructed the guys, as they laid Claire down inside. Lyla moved forward towards Claire, watching as Kate tried to get her to regain consciousness. After a few moments, Claire's eyes started to flutter open.

"Hmm?" Claire groaned.

"Hi. It's me, Kate."

"What?"

"You passed out. Just take it easy, okay? She needs water." Kate said, directing her comment at Charlie. He made his way towards a little red suitcase, and opened it, only to find no water was inside. He rummaged through the area, but there was no water left.

"The water's gone." He panicked, feeling nervous for Claire. Lyla looked up at him in shock. "Someone stole it." Lyla looked around, wondering who would steal the camps last supply of water.

Lyla was searching through camp, trying to find the water supply. She noticed Kate, and Sayid interrogating the Asian couple about their mystery water. Lyla made her way over to them, just as they finished. "So?" She asked, praying they knew where the water was. They needed it, without Jack, there was only so much they could do for Claire.

"Sawyer has it." Kate told her. Lyla looked over and saw Sawyer smoking a cigarette, not far from them. She was so angry, he does this just when she thought Sawyer was starting to change. Lyla started to make her way towards him, prepared to confront him about the water.

"I don't see the water." Sayid grabbed her arm, stopping her from going over to him.

"And?" Lyla raised her eyebrow, confused by what Sayid was implying.

"You go after him now, he'll give you nothing. But, if you wait, a rat will always lead you to it's hole." Sayid told her.

"Okay, we'll wait." She nodded, realizing that Sayid's methods would be more efficient.

Lyla, Kate, and Sayid hid in the bushes, waiting for Sawyer. Finally, Sawyer started to make his way into the woods, not noticing the three of them following him. He made his way towards a spot in the jungle, and checked to see if anyone was around before lifting up a blanket. Underneath, was what Lyla assumed to be his stash. Tired of waiting, she jumped out of the jungle and tackled him to the ground.

"Well it's about time." Sawyer said, as Lyla hovered above him and pinned his arms down.

"For?" Lyla questioned.

"Made this birthday wish four years ago." He told her, causing her to roll her eyes.

"In your dreams. Now, where's the water?" She asked, tired of wasting time on his games. Suddenly, she flipped over and was now being held down by Sawyer.

"That's better." Sawyer smirked. Lyla struggled against his grip, trying to get loose, but Sawyer was too strong.

"Get off." She growled, glaring up at him.

"I don't think you want me to." He said, inching his face closer to hers. Lyla went to protest, but was cut off by Sayid pulling him off of her. Lyla stood up quickly, brushing the small twigs and dirt off of her. She stood next to Kate, who also emerged from the trees. They watched as they boys stared each other down.

"Give us the water." Sayid demanded.

"Touch me again, huh." Sawyer threatened, shoving Sayid back a little. Lyla pushed Sawyer out of her way, as she made her way towards his stash. She dug through it, only to discover he had no water in it.

"You really think I stole your damn water?"

"We know you gave two bottles to the Koreans."

"I don't give nothing to nobody."

Lyla threw down a pack of cigarettes, in frustration. She was relieved it wasn't Sawyer who stole the water, but now they were nowhere near to finding it. "It's not here." She stated, cutting the men off from their fighting. Kate and Sayid, both looked confused. They were all certain that it was Sawyer.

"I traded Mr. Miyagi the last of my water for a fish he caught. We worked it out caveman style." Sawyer explained to the group.

"You traded him you last two bottles?" Kate questioned, clearly not buying Sawyer's story.

"Water had no value, Freckles. It's gonna rain sooner or later. And hell, I'm an optimist." He started to make his way his stash, grabbing something from inside. "Hey, Barbie." He said, tossing something at her. Lyla caught it, and noticed that it was the marshal's badge. "Seeing as you're the new sheriff in town. Might as well make it official." She could sense the anger in his voice, and she realized it was because she betrayed him. She thought the worse of him, like everyone else. Lyla looked down at the badge in her hand and frowned, before turning back towards camp.

Lyla sat around a fire, with Sayid. The two sat in silence, both feeling defeated after the events that day. Out of nowhere, they heard Charlie yelling at somebody. Lyla and Sayid gave each other a look, before running over to see what was going on. The two pushed their way to the front of the growing crowd, as Charlie pushed the man on the sand.

"Here's your thief." Charlie announced to the group. Lyla looked down at the man in the sand, and saw that it was Boone. She stood in shock, wanting to speak, but unable to form any words. She trusted Boone, and he's the reason Claire could've died.

"Where'd he hide it?" Michael asked, as the crowd around them got larger. Lyla could see everyone's angry expressions, all mostly filled with hatred for Boone. Although, Lyla wasn't angry. She felt betrayed, just like Sawyer felt towards her.

"I don't know, this wanker had three bottle on him. Why'd you do it, pretty boy, eh?" Charlie interrogated, getting closer to Boone as he stood up. Lyla could tell he was furious, but a fight was not what they needed right now.

"I was just sitting in the tent, and Jack just took off." Boone explained, trying to put reasoning behind his actions.

"Claire could've died!" Charlie yelled at him.

"I tried to give her some sooner, but it just got out of hand. Nobody would've understood." Boone said, and Lyla believed him. But, she still didn't agree with what he did.

"What's going on?" Kate entered, looking between the the men.

"Somebody had to take responsibility for it. It would have never lasted!" Boone said, desperately trying to get people to hear him out. Charlie didn't buy it though, and started to push Boone. Sayid quickly pulled Charlie back, and Lyla stood in front of Boone protectively to ensure Charlie wouldn't lunge at him again. Her eyes met Boone's, and the two stared at each other for a moment, before being interrupted by a familiar voice.

"Leave him alone!" Everyone turned to see Jack, and Lyla never felt happier to see someone in her life. Nobody had seen Jack all day, he ran off into the woods not long after the incident that morning. The survivors needed Jack. Lyla needed Jack. He made his way towards the center of the group. "It's been six days, and we're all still waiting. Waiting for someone to come. But, what if they don't? We have to stop waiting. We need to start figuring things out. A women died this morning just going for a swim and he tried to save her, and now you're about to crucify him? We can't do this, every man for himself is not going to work. It's time to start organizing. We need to figure out how we're going to survive here. Now, I found water. Fresh water, up in the valley. I'll take a group in at first light. If you don't want to come, then find another way to contribute. Last week most of us were strangers, but we're all here now. And god knows how long we're going to be here. But, if we can't live together, we're going to die alone." His last word lingered in everyone's mind, as they all stood in silence. Lyla gave Jack a slight nod as their two eyes met, because what he said was right and she knew that. But now, everyone else did too.

Lyla made her way towards Sawyer, with two cups of water made from plastic bottles. He had just finished talking to Boone, which she debated on doing also. But, she decided that she would talk to Boone in the morning, since she still wasn't sure what to say to him. For now, she had to focus on making amends with Sawyer. "Look, I'm sorry." She came up from behind him, make him stop in his tracks and turn to face her.

"For what?" He asked, playing dumb.

"You know what, Sawyer." Lyla said, handing him a cup of water as a peace offering. "I should've known you wouldn't take the water, and risk Claire's life." She admitted. Her eyes met his, as she searched for any sign of forgiveness from him. As much as she pretended to hate him, Sawyer was one of the only people she could talk to on the island and she couldn't stand the idea of him being mad at her.

"Not like I've ever given you any reason not to doubt me." He told her, taking the water from her hand. Sawyer took a drink from the cup, but never broke their eye contact.

"I never did though. Not until today." Lyla said, anxiously waiting for his response.

Sawyer finished off the water, and handed it back over to her. "Thanks for the water, Barbie." He said. His lips curled up into a small grin, before walking away. Lyla smiled to herself, as she watched him leave. Sawyer had called her Barbie, not Sheriff.

Lyla figured she head to her camp, and get some rest. On her way she passed Boone, who was sitting alone away from camp. As she walked by him, she handed Boone the other cup of water that nobody drank from yet. He accepted the water, and she gave him a small smile as their eyes met. However, she left before the two could talk. She only stayed long enough for him to know he hadn't lost her, even after what he did. Lyla opened the flap of her tent and went inside, stripping down to only bra and underwear as she laid in her makeshift bed. She thought about the chaos that occurred that day, but was able to fall asleep peacefully. Knowing that in the end, it all worked out.

As you can see that was very centric around Lyla's relationships with Boone and Sawyer. Please don't forget to review, and give me any suggestions for things I could do to improve my writing. Also, give me some feedback on what you'd like to happen, and let me know if you ship Sawyer and Lyla, or Boone and Lyla. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this chapter and stay tuned for the next!