My chapters are starting to retrogress into three pages on Word, but I'd say that's a fair amount. I'm trying to keep up here, and hopefully the next chapter will be up soon as well.

Kate pulled back from a grinning Sawyer when she heard the heavy door to the hatch open, scraping loudly against the concrete floor. She noticed that Sawyer's grin wasn't of the "shit eating" variety, but more of the "I'm so happy I can't contain myself" kind. His raw excitement caused Kate to grin as well, before grabbing the washcloth and continuing to clean her wounds as Jack and Sayid walked in.

"Kate, are you alright?" Sayid asked quickly, taking in her appearance.

"Yeah, thanks, I'm good," she responded, trying not to look quite as weak as she felt.

"I need you to tell me exactly what happened. Everything you can remember."

"After Sawyer," she broke off and glanced over at him, looking for the words to describe Lisa and Sawyer's encounter, "conversed with Lisa, she ran into the jungle. I chased her and she stopped, breaking down. I realized that we had run straight into the Others' side of the island, and tried to get us back to the camp, but about fifteen of the Others came out and surrounded us. They knocked Lisa out and then hit me. I woke up and saw marks that indicated that they dragged her off. Then I found my way back here."

"Will you be able to bring us to the spot where she was taken?"

"I'll try," Kate replied, attempting to stand up. Dark spots clouded her vision, and she felt Sawyer steady here. "I'm okay," she insisted, walking past the three men and out the door.

Xxx

"Here it is," Kate stated when they finally found the spot where the two women were ambushed. Sayid went to work, looking for clues to let them know where the Others had brought Lisa. After they left the hatch, the four survivors had stocked up on weapons. Each had two pistols, except Sawyer, who held the rifle. On top of that, they also had a knife on each of them, hidden in various places.

"Hey Vato, you got a trace yet?"

Sayid ignored the fact that Sawyer's nickname would be better suited to someone Spanish, not Arabic, and spoke to Jack.

"They dragged her back towards where I assume their camp is, obviously. There was no struggle, so we can guess that she was completely knocked out, forgoing any hope of her leaving us a trail. We will have to look carefully for any signs of movement if we are to find her. That is, if you feel that is what you need to do.

To Jack's surprise, Kate responded in the affirmative at the same moment he did. Looking over at her, he smiled slightly when she raised her eyebrow and quipped, "Jinx."

"Okay you two, enough flirting, let's get to finding Red," Sawyer said, more annoyed at their banter than he would ever admit.

Kate looked embarrassed and agreed. "Sawyer's right, we need to find her as soon as possible."

"Let's get going then," Sayid said, ignoring the obvious tension between the other three members of the group.

Xxx

Lisa was feeling sick, the damp mold of the room she was in congesting her airways. She had been brought away from the camp by Jackson and to some shipwrecked craft in the middle of the jungle. She had no idea how a boat of that size had ever ended up in the middle of this goddamned island, but that was the last thing on her mind at the moment.

Jackson was sitting on a crate of dynamite, explaining to her how many different ways he could kill her. When he finished his top ten list, he brought himself down off the box and grabbed a pickaxe. Twirling it in his arms, he looked down at Lisa.

"If you're a good girl, Leese, I might even let you choose your death. Don't count on it though."

"I'm going to kill you, Jack," Lisa swore.

"Actually, I'm pretty sure you've got that backwards." he spun around on his heel, turning his back to her, "But I just thought of something. Tell me, Leese, what exactly is surrounding us right now?"

"Trees and water?"

"No, think closer."

When Lisa didn't answer, he smiled. "Explosives. Dozens of boxes of explosives."

"I thought you were going to kill me slowly."

"Oh, I will, no doubt about that. But I was just thinking. It would hurt you more if I killed you, left your body for your boyfriend and new best friend to find and then just blew everyone up, wouldn't it? See, these sticks of dynamite have been around a long time, it seems. And when it gets this hot, they tend to bleed nitroglycerin. Now, I know how to handle that kind of thing. But somehow, I get the idea that your doctor isn't so skilled in temperamental explosives."

"You're a…" Lisa trailed off, not even able to describe Jackson. She was terrified of him on normal terms, but there seemed to be no escape from him now. On the plane, they may have been confined, but she was free the moment it landed. On the island, even if she did get away, he would find her.

"Yes, maybe I am. But what I'll do to you next, well there's a word for it. But I prefer to use the phrase 'taking advantage of the situation.'"

Alright, I didn't like the last few lines, so they're less bad now. :)