Hey everybody, thanks sooooooooo much for the reviews, they made my century! Okay, so it took a while, but I finally hammered out a pretty good chapter. It was kinda hard after all the action and suspense in the last one, but here it is! I really really really hope everybody likes it!

Jack's POV

Ralph and everybody else thought I was hunting, but really, I've been hiding out by Castle Rock. I was determined to save Leah no matter what those gits did to me. But Samneric beat me to the punch line. Yet I stayed, somehow knowing that something would go wrong. Piggy said a few words too many and almost got himself killed by Roger. But Leah's his best friend, sweet selfless Leah, who risked her life to save Simon and wouldn't hesitate to do the same for the rest of us. She came to his rescue. When Roger attacked her, Ralph came to hers. Roger then went after him, Leah saved him and then, there was nobody left who could protect her. She made them all run and save themselves, leaving her alone once again with those filthy savages. But even savages have some limits, a shadow of a conscience, and Maurice was the last to attempt to save Leah, but to no avail. Roger, he has no limits, no conscience, and, I'm fairly certain, no soul. He's too far gone to be considered anything but animal, the monster hiding under your bed. The beast and Roger are surely one and the same.

He heartlessly drops the injured beauty off the cliff. The cliff for god's sake! It's as if he was never human in the first place! I run from my hiding place and catch her in my arms. I can feel her bones beneath my fingers; she feels practically weightless, like a starved cat. Rage boils inside me as I take in the damage Roger has inflicted on her. He'll pay for it, of that I have no doubt. Leah looks up at me in confusion. Even pale and sickly with dark circles under her emerald green eyes, her beauty manages to prevail, never failing to take my breath away. How I've missed those eyes. When she sees me, she smiles a little and closes her eyes falling into a deep, and hopefully peaceful sleep. She curls up in my arms. I glide into the forest, sprinting through the trees. I'm being as gentle as I can, carrying her fragile frame, fearing that the slightest touch would shatter her into a million pieces. I finally get to a clearing in the jungle and hear voices.

"We need to go back and get her!" Ralph insists.

"We don't stand a chance on our own! You and Eric maybe, but not me and Sam and Simon!" Piggy's voice answers.

"Hey! Why not me?" Simon asks, sounding insulted.

"I really don't think you want us to answer that." One of the twins (probably Eric) says. I rush through the trees towards them.

"Guys I need your help," I say when I reach them.

"You've got Leah!" Ralph gasps. Suddenly he looks scared and worried. "She's not dead is she?"

"No. Not yet anyway. She's, like, twenty pounds underweight at least." I set her down on the forest floor gently.

"Well, what can we do about it?" Simon asks.

"I don't know. Protect her I guess. The kind of stuff she's been doing, constantly sticking her neck out for us, it's killing her. I don't know how much more she can take. And Roger!" I exclaim in exhasperation.

"What about Roger?"

"He threw her off a freakin' cliff! If I hadn't caught her she would have been killed! I swear, it's like he's not even human anymore!"

"He threw her off a cliff?" Ralph says, shocked. I nod. "Okay, you're right. We need to protect her. But how?"

"Well sooner or later they'll realize that she's not dead. Ralph, you go to Castle Rock and spy on them and tell us when that happens. Piggy, it's probably best if you try to hide. There's no way in hell you can out run those hunters. Simon, you wait out somewhere between here and Castle Rock. If the hunters come, find some way to knock them off the trail. Try not to get yourself killed. I'll switch with you in the morning. Eric, I don't care what you do, just get Sam as far from them as you can. No way he can survive another hit." They nod and follow my directions. I sit by Leah and run my fingers through her hair. I sit like that for a minute before noticing tender pink scars peeking out at her side, some tinged with red, and a three inch gash in her cheek. Concerned, I gingerly turn her onto her side and pull away the tattered shreds of cloth remaining from the back of her shirt. Beneath is lash after lash, deep cuts dug into her skin, none fully healed, some that probably never would be. They criss cross over practically every inch of her back, narrow ridges both parallel and perpindicular to her spine. The hideous after math of her time with the savages. This is what caused her to scream that bloodcurdling scream that led us to her. I turn her to her other side and hold her close to me, kissing her head, rubbing circles on her back as gently as I can. I continue to run my other hand through her hair. I softly begin to sing "Just the Way You Are" by Bruno Mars (Which, in my defense, I only know the words to because of my little sister.) Slowly, Leah's eyes flutter open.

Leah's POV

I awaken to a glorious voice singing softly. I open my eyes and see the angel. So this must be heaven. I glance around me and am surprised. Heaven looks a lot like the island. Suddenly, it hits me. This is the island, I'm not dead, and the angel is Jack. I smile, immensely happy to see him again. His arms are around me, his hand is stroking my hair, and he's singing "Just the Way You Are." I smile a little more and snuggle into his chest.

"Her eyes, her eyes,
Make the stars look like they're not shining.
Her hair, her hair
Falls perfectly without her trying,
And she's so beautiful,
And I tell her everyday.

I know, I know
When I compliment her she won't believe me
And it's so, it's so
Sad to think that she don't see what I see
But everytime she asks me "Do I look okay?"
I say,

When I see your face
there's not a thing that I would change.
Cuz girl you're amazing
just the way you are.
And when you smile,
the whole world stops and stares for a while
Cuz girl you're amazing
Just the way you are" Jack smiles at me as he finishes singing. That had to be just about the sweetest thing ever. I kiss him on the cheek. He leans closer and kisses me softly. For a long time. Eventually I pull back and rest my head on his chest. He continues to run his hand through my hair like he was doing before. For a moment I forget where I am, what's been happening to me. But then I remember and the fantasy comes crashing down. Emotions flood, my empty stomach churns and tears well up in my eyes. "What's wrong Leah?" Jack asks me, seeming concerned.

"I'm scared." I admit. He hugs me gently.

"Don't be. I'll protect you, I promise. None of them will be able to get in spitting distance of you," He reassures me. I smile.

"Thanks Jack," he kisses my forehead.

"I love you," He says.

"I love you too." Jack kisses me again.

"Everything's going to be okay." He promises.

I wake up early in the morning, Jack's arms still around me. I"m still half asleep, but he's wide awake. He smiles when he sees that I 'm awake. I smile back and mess up his hair with my fingers. It's gotten to be so long in the time we've been here. The sun has made it slightly lighter, closer to strawberry blonde than the blazing red it once was, but dusted with a thin layer of dirt. I run my fingers through his hair, combing out the knots and tangles. He smiles more. We both sit up. I continue playing with his hair, smiling happily. He chuckles.

"Having fun?" he teases.

"Yup," I reply. He laughs and tugs his head away. I begin combing my fingers through my own once short hair. Seeing his made me realize how disgusting mine must be by now. It's down to my shoulders now, long past the pixie cut I had been so thrilled about. I sigh. I must get it cut once I get off this hell hole. A morbid thought passes through my mind. If I get off this hell hole. My stomach growls softly, but apparently loud enough for Jack to hear.

"Are you hungry? I can get you something to eat if you want." he offers.

"No, I'm fine. Thanks anyways," I reply. He smiles, but still looks concerned. Can't really blame him. At this point, I look beyond anorexic. He begins to stand.

"I should probably go switch with Simon. I'll tell him to get some fruit for you on the way back." he says.

"Jack, you don't have to do that." I protest. I stand up. He smiles and kisses my forehead gently.

"You see, that is where you are wrong. Our psychic, telepathic friend Mr. Golding has me hypnotized. I am incapable of doing anything he doesn't want me to, and this is his way of making up for leaving you out of the book." Jack explains sarcastically. I laugh softly. He hugs me gently kisses the top of my head again. "I'll be back as soon as I get the chance," he lets go of me and starts for the jungle. I feel uneasy.

"Jack," I call. He turns around. I grab his shoulders, go up on the tips of my toes and kiss him. He puts his arms around me and kisses me back. We kiss a few seconds longer. Then I pull away. "Please be careful," I plead. He kisses me again for just a second.

"I will, I promise." And with that, he disappears into the jungle. The uneasy feeling in my stomach grows more and more unsettling as I stand in the darkness. I don't know how, but I know for certain something's going to go terribly wrong.

Sorry, I know it's super corny, but every good story has a mushy gushy chapter in it somewhere! Hope you don't mind, I made it a little mushier than normal. Please have mercy! The next chapter is going to have a ton more action and I think it'll probably be longer than what I usually write. So, I reeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaally hope you'll review, cuz that will inspire me to write better chapters faster and then it will be up sooner and you'll know why Leah's so worried. (Spoiler alert: it has something to do with Jack's stupidity) So review review review!