Sawyer stared down at Sayid; wondering for a moment if he should leave before he woke up so that he wouldn't be placed in the awkward situation of appearing that he cared. The fact that he did care at least a bit wasn't the point, it still made him weaker.

"Shannon?"

"Nah, she ain't here anymore."

Sayid's eyes blinked open, staring at Sawyer with confusion before realising what he had said. "Of course she is not." He looked around, trying to sit up, "what am I doing on the beach?"

Sawyer tried to chuckle, aware that it sounded hollow, thinking about Sayid expecting Shannon to be by his side. "You collapsed. Got concussion."

"But what am I doing on the beach?"

Sawyer sighed, overly-pronouncing his words, "you collapsed. Got…"

"I heard you the first time you said so. But that still begs the question as to why I am on the beach rather than retrieving Aaron."

"You got kicked out of the club."

"Oh." His face fell.

"You got me kicked out to. And I was itching for revenge."

"I am sorry."

"You should be. I had to carry you all the damn way back and now I gotta watch you till Jack gets back."

"You do not have to watch me! You do not have to do anything for me." Sawyer was surprised by the snarl in his voice.

"That's gratitude for you. I was told to watch you, so I'm watching you. Why you want to get Aaron anyway."

"Revenge. Revenge for Shannon." Sayid stopped talking and Sawyer didn't want to push him, remaining in silence for a couple of minutes until Sayid began to stand up.

"Ya'll not allowed to do that." He stayed sitting on the sand as he watched Sayid stand, almost immediately clutching his forehead and sitting down again, doubling over.

Kate trod through the jungle behind Jack and Locke, feeling annoyed that she had been relegated to the back of the group. What made it worse was that they had been in complete silence for over twenty minutes and that was what she hated most. It gave her too much time to think about her past.

"Ssshh," she stepped forward, ready to inform Locke that she didn't mean to keep making noise by tripping over the branches but Jack held out a hand to stop her.

"What's wrong?"

"Woman disappeared."

Kate felt her stomach clench when she heard a sharp noise behind her, followed by a thick accent. "Who are you and why are you following me?"

"Rousseau?" Kate turned around to have the gun raised higher in the air, pointed at her head.

"Why are you following me?"

Kate saw Locke and Jack turn around as well, Locke obviously the more fearful of the two of them. Jack swallowed hard, starting to speak, "we were trying to find Claire's baby. Do you remember Claire's baby?"

"Jack…"

"John, be quiet! Do you remember her baby?"

Rousseau's gun changed aim to point at Jack, "I am not insane. I remember."

"I didn't mean to suggest that. We don't mean you any harm."

"They took him, just like they took Alex. If you let us go we may be able to find him for you." Despite Locke speaking, the gun remained held towards Jack.

Rousseau shook her head, "you can not find Alex. And if they have taken this baby then you will never see it again."

"You gave up hope?"

Kate was about to tell Locke to stop talking to her, to try and fight her to remove the gun before they all died before she was interrupted. "I have not given up hope that I will find her, but I am aware that it is almost certainly a lost cause. Do you honestly think that you will get this child back?"

"No," Kate felt her eyes widen at Locke's admission, beginning to wonder if Jack had been right about not bringing him along. "The Others are smarter than us, faster than us, they are able to walk without leaving tracks and they are excellent fighters. If they don't want to give Aaron back then they will not give Aaron back, but the least we can do is try."

Rousseau smiled, lowering the gun, "you still have a lot of faith."

"I do."

She began to leave, disappearing through the jungle, "I would hate to be there when you lose that faith."