"Where is Alex?" an unseen female voice demanded as Sayid began to come too. When he finally did he realized he was tied to a metal chair. He shut his eyes to the bright light that the voice was shinning at him.

"What? Who are you?" Sayid managed to stutter out.

"Where is Alex?" the voice demanded again.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

She electrocuted him and he yelled in pain.

"I will ask you one more time, where is Alex?"

"I don't know any Alex," he said. She electrocuted him again, "Please just listen to me. I keep telling you I don't know who Alex is. I'm a survivor of a plane crash. I found a wire on the beach, I followed it. I thought it might have something to do with the transmission we picked up on our receiver. A recording, a mayday, with a French woman repeating on a loop for 16 years."

"16 years. Has it really been that long?" she asked coming out of the shadows. The woman was in her late 30s and her face was haggard from being on the island for so long. He long brown hair was over grown and matted.

"It's you."

"You just happened to hear my distress call? I know what you are. You're one of them. You took her from me."

"Rousseau, I didn't……"

"How do you know my name?"

"I read it. There, on the jacket."

"What is your name?"

"Sayid…….What is this place? Those batteries. They wouldn't be able to produce enough power to transmit your distress call all these years."

"I broadcast from somewhere else. But they control it now."

"They?"

"You. And the others like you," she said with venom in her voice.

"I don't know who you think I am, I've already told you I'm not…." He jumps as he is electrocuted again. Sayid stayed silent for a moment gathering his thoughts, "Alex? Who is she?" Rousseau stayed silent, "At least tell me your name."

"Danielle," she said, walking over to a desk and picking up a music box. She opened it but no music came out. Her distress evident.

"I could fix it for you," Sayid said, trying to gain her trust. She placed it in front of him and gave him some tools, "But first you must answer my questions."

"Yes, yes, alright."

"How did you come to be on this island, Danielle?"

"We were sailing back home when our instruments malfunctioned. It was night, a storm, the sounds. The ship slammed into rocks, ran aground, the hull breached beyond repair. So, we made camp, dug out this temporary shelter. Temporary. Nearly 2 months we survived here, 2 months before….."

"Your distress signal? The message I heard, you said, 'It killed them all.'"

"We were coming back from the Black Rock. It was them, the others. They worship it."

"Worship what?"

"The monster. It took Alex, feed on her essence."

"Who is Alex?"

"She was my charge. My Slayer and I was her watcher."

"What?"

"Slayer, she was the chosen one. She alone had the power to fight them."

"Fight who?"

"The vampires and the demons. It killed her!...You think I'm insane."

"I think you've been alone for too long," Sayid said, handing her the fixed music box.

"Thank you."

"Rousseau, please let me go."

"Go?"

"Back to the people I told you about."

"You can't. You have to stay. It's not safe."

"Rousseau," he said. They hear noises outside. She goes and grabs a weapon.

"Where are you going?"

"If we're lucky, it's one of the boars."

"If we're lucky?"

Commotion was heard outside. Danielle came back in, "It's gone." But when she looked for Sayid he was gone, as well. He had escaped.

"Buffy, what are you doing?" Charlie asked. She was packing a backpack.

"I'm going to find Sayid."

"He's back."

"What?"

"He just came back. He's talking to Jack."

Buffy ran over to where Jack and Sayid were talking but when she heard their conversation she stopped herself and listened in. They were unaware of her presence.

"She said something about a slayer and vampires and demons. A monster on the island and a black rock. She said she was a watcher," Sayid said, taking a sip of water from his canteen.

"So she was crazy," Jack said.

"I think Danielle has been alone far too long…."

'Oh my god,' Buffy thought. I have to find her. She walked back to go to sleep. Tomorrow she would go and look for Danielle.

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