If Sawyer hadn't been angry the first time that the Others out there had been planning on harming his baby girl, he most definately was now. Jack watched with a fascination as anger clouded over Sawyer's face, and had he not been completely sure that he was at no risk of this wrath, he would actually have admitted being scared. If Sawyer were a volcano, he would have erupted. The only thing that was stopping him from getting up and smashing everything in his sight was the little girl in his arms.

They were doing tests on her? What sort of sick, depraved thing was that? Stealing away a child and running tests on them?

"What do you mean, tests?" Sawyer asked of Kate.

"Kate, what happened out there?" Jack asked, considerably softer than Sawyer had done.

Kate took a deep shaky breath, and finally began to tell them what had happened when she disappeared in the jungle.

"I woke up and I was in this room. I wasn't alone. There was about twelve kids in there, Ella one of them. They were all scared, some crying, some just huddled together with others. They were complaining of hunger, they were dehydrated, some were desperately ill." Jack frowned at the mention of sick children, and he wondered why she hadn't attempted to bring more back, or told them where to go so that they could save more of them.

"It wasn't until a few hours later that they came. They took three of them, the sick ones, and then just left. Maggie, she was eight, she told me that once they went with them, they didn't come back to that room with them. She said that she'd been there for three years. I got talking to them, asked them their names, and how they came to be there. They all came from wrecks; plane crashes, shipwrecks off shore, one had been there for so long that she couldn't remember. She couldn't even remember what the sky looked like."

Kate seemed to have gone into her own little world as she told her story, like she was back in the room, seeing it all over again. Jack kept his arm around her shoulders, and she leaned against him partially for support as she spoke.

"The next day, they came and took two more. The children told me more about them. They said that they gave them injections in the back of their necks when they misbehaved, and that it caused them loads of pain before they were knocked out for hours. That was the day that Ella came and asked me how I got there. I told her I'd been in the plane crash, two months ago, and she asked me if I knew her Daddy. She said that his name was James, and that they were on a plane too, going to Los Angeles for her birthday."

A birthday that still needs celebrating, Sawyer remembered. Ella had been returned to him the day after her birthday.

"One day, I woke up, and all the children were gone. I managed to get out of the room, and I was on a beach. All the children were screaming, trying to get away from these people who were trying to hold them. I saw Ella. She bit the mans hand and she ran off into another building. I followed her, hoping to get her away whilst they weren't looking. I found her staring into this room, terrified. It was like they were going to perform an operation there. There was a bed, with all this medical equipment there, loads of knives and needles. In the corner there was a bed with a little boy on it. I went over to see if he was okay, and I thought he was asleep, but he wasn't. He was like a zombie."

Her shoulders quivered as tears started to fall down her cheeks, and her voice starting cracking under the pressure of remembering what was clearly a bad memory.

"I tried to get some response out of him, but he couldn't do anything. He couldn't move, he couldn't focus on anything, and then he looked at me, and his eyes rolled back into his head and he made his horrible sound." Kate let out a choked sob, and Jack comforted her. "He died in my arms." She told them. "Whatever it was that they were doing to them out there, it had killed him."

She cried for a minute, clinging onto Jack, and then composed herself to tell the rest of the story before Jack or Sawyer could interrupt.

"I just turned and ran away. I left him there, I picked Ella up, and ran into the jungle. Some of them chased me, but we hid, and I thought we lost them. Then the next day, we were here. But one of them must have followed me and found us...that man who just died."

Sawyer looked down at Ella, who wasn't paying any attention to what was happening around her, she was just playing with the hemline of his t-shirt sleeve. He placed a kiss on top of her forehead. If Kate hadn't gotten her out of there, it might have been her in that state, sick, zombified, dead...the thought sent a shiver up his spine.

He sat in silence for a long time, watching Ella's innocence whilst Jack concentrated on calming Kate. The light in Ella's curious eyes reminded him of Brianna, the loving mother she would never know. Bree had faith that Sawyer would be able to cope as Ella's father. She had assured him that he would do fine. He had never wanted Brianna alive more. He needed her there to just smile at him, tell him that he was doing all right, and that he would be able to carry on doing this. But he didn't have her doing that. There was no chance of her face appearing at the entrance of his shelter, so he had to protect Ella on his own.

He raised his head, and looked at Kate, who was sniffing with her head on Jack's shoulder.

"Kate...I need you to tell me where they are." He decided.

Her head snapped off Jack's shoulder and gave him a scared look. "What?" She asked in unison with Jack.

"I'm going there." He nodded.

"Don't be stupid." Jack told him.

"Au Contrare, Doc...I'm thinking clearly for once." Sawyer compromised. "Now, Freckles here just told us what happened out there, and I'm going to that place for two reasons. First of all, they took my baby and they were going to hurt her." He said bitterly, his fatherly instinct shining through possessively. "And secondly, there are still kids out there that they're planning to hurt."

Jack let out a heavy sigh. Who was he to tell Sawyer what he could or couldn't do. Even though the others saw him as a leader, Sawyer had always been infamous for defying Jack's wishes just to wind him up. With a reason like that behind him, wanting revenge for his daughters treatment, what chance did he stand trying to get him to stay?

His next thought went to the children. He was a doctor, sworn to help those in need of medical treatment. These children were malnourished, dehydrated, dying, and needed help; help that he could give them. This wasn't a simple kidnapping that was going on, as that had developed into something much more serious. This was now a matter of life or death.

"We're going to need a plan before we head out there." Jack said eventually.

"We?" Sawyer questioned.

"They took my girl too." Jack reminded him, gesturing to Kate. "And I'm not about to let you get killed out there when you've got someone back here who needs you."

Sawyer nodded. "Well, then, we'd best get started on a plan."