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After about an hour of walking in silence, Sawyer finally said: "Well, cupcake, I guess now is about time you tell me why you left me when I was taking you to safety," asked Sawyer, turning to Claire.

"I went with my father…" said Claire.

"Your father?" asked Sawyer in confusion.

"Yes… he was on the island all this time. H told me to leave Aaron and to come with him," so I obeyed.

"Now why the hell would your father ask you to do such a thing? If I haven't found Aaron lying on the ground, he would have died."

"Yes, but I knew you would find him."

"Now how the hell would have known that?"

"He told me. I also had a lot of catching up to do with him."

"I don't have time for this," he said to himself, thinking she's going crazy. He changed the subject. "How did you survive?"

"Well Locke, he came every two days and gave us food and water asking him advice."

"Is your daddy a physic or something?"

"Sort of."

He gave her questioning look, which made her feel stupid. He noticed that Juliet was quiet. "Ain't you interested in this puss?"

"No… it's a psychological disorder. It's quite common on this island, even for me."

"Right," he said sarcastically. "Lemme ask you something sweetcheeks," he said to Claire, "Why do you look like… this?" It was undeniable that she looked quite hideous compared to how she usually looks. Her hair was not blonde anymore, her face was not white, her clothes were tattered and dirty.

"I haven't showered in… a long time," answered Claire, quite embarrassed.

"Lemme give a piece of advice, if you wanna meet your thought-dead lover boy for the first time in what seems like ages, then don't go looking like this." She shrugged. "Let's stop at the nearest river and get yourself all washed up," he had a wide grin on his face.

Juliet hit his arm after seeing the grin.

"Then what do you suppose we do?" he asked madly, rubbing his arm.

"I'm sure Charlie wouldn't mind seeing her like this. He only wants to see her. The sooner the better… so lets get going."

Claire shook her head. "No, I don't want to see Charlie looking like this. Can we please stop at a river?" she asked Juliet. Sawyer smirked.

Juliet hit him again. "Fine," she answered. "But Sawyer stays here… while I take you to the nearest river."

"Now hold on there, honeybunch, I'm the only man around here and you're my responsibility, so I'm staying with you. You ain't leaving my sight," said Sawyer, quite content with his reply.

"Fine then, Claire, unless you want Sawyer there while you're showering, I suggest we skip the shower, come on."

Claire shot a menacing glance at Sawyer and obeyed. He felt stupid and said: "Fine, fine, I'll stay. You ladies go do your hair and make up," he said sarcastically and sat down against a tree.

Juliet had a victorious look on her face, as she signaled for Claire to follow her, careful to see if Sawyer is pursuing them.

Sawyer sat against the tree for about five minutes until he wondered why he wasn't being himself and following them. He looked for them, careful not to be spotted. He heard a river flow nearby, so he followed the sound. She was washing her feet. He quickly hid behind a bush and Claire heard it. She looked around, and then continued, as Sawyer was watching, waiting for her to take her shower. He began laughing at his success, which Claire, also heard. She called Juliet quite worried.

"There's something behind that bush," she said quite worried. Juliet took out a gun. To avoid being shot, he tried rising to reveal himself, but his hair was stuck in the twigs, which made another sound.

Juliet shot and Sawyer was the victim. His hip was bleeding violently when Sawyer realized what happened. Juliet approached the bush, gun in hand. She gasped when she realized it was Sawyer, as did Claire. She took off his shirt and tried to stop the bleeding with the shirt.

"Claire, try to stop the bleeding," she told her, she obeyed tearfully as Juliet looked around for materials to make a stretcher. She didn't have time to make a full one. She looked around for thick pieces of wood, in the end she found just enough. The pieces were tied together with extra cloth she brought along with her.

Sawyer was place on to the wooden pieces and carried as quickly and as carefully as possible by Claire and Juliet to the camp.

The journey was tiring and quiet. No words were exchanged between them. Sawyer made no move. They rested about five times, drinking water, and eating. Juliet tried taking the bullet out with her hands, but couldn't. Claire even tried, but she threw up at the sight. The journey took twenty hours of blood, sweat and tears.

When they reached the camp, Charlie was resting. No one even noticed Claire. Their eyes were fixed on Sawyer, their dying leader. Daniel was the one who took out the bullet with his bare hands and used salt water to sanitize the wound.

In the end, Sawyer was on the border of life and death, despite all the efforts of the camp. They did all that they could and waited for the results in the morning.

People started greeting Claire after they knew that they've done everything they possibly could.

Charlie woke a bit afterwards. He exited the tent, seeing Sawyer lying on his back asleep and everyone surrounding him. He approached them, and everything was explained to him. He greeted Claire with a hug and tears, but wasn't at all happy. He felt guilty for what happened to Sawyer. He felt that if it weren't for him, Sawyer wouldn't have been in this mess. He was sorry for insulting him… all to find out the next morning that he was dead.

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