After finding Jack and also finding the pilot's mangled body in a tree we started walking back to the beach. The end of the world weather was finally over and it was once again bright and sunny. As Jack was leading us back to the beach he was trying to get the transceiver to work and Charlie was annoying the hell out of him.

"Anything?" Charlie badgered Jack once again.

"You keep asking if there's anything." Jack deadpanned.

"Well pardon me for appearing desperate but before the pilot was ripped from the cockpit he did say that no one's gonna find us unless we get that transceiver working. So is there anything?"

"No."

"OK."

Well thank the lord that's over. I was getting ready to throttle him.

"What were you doing in the bathroom?" Kate questioned Charlie.

And the questions begin. Again.

"I thought you could tell. I was gettin' sick. Puking. My one tangible contribution to the trek."

No! Please no self deprecating talk today.

"No. I'm glad you came Charlie." And with that she walked off towards Jack.

"Every trek needs a coward." Charlie said to himself. I don't think it was meant for my ears but I couldn't let him think of himself like that.

"You're not a coward Charlie." I shot him a weak smile and kept walking.

When we finally got to the beach we heard yelling and I saw Sawyer tackling Sayid to the ground. Jack quickly took off his backpack and immediately jumped into the fray and attempted to pry the two men apart them with the help of Michael. The two men continued to yell at each other despite already being apart. These two are definitely not going to get along. Michael pulled out a pair of handcuff out of his back pocket.

"Look my kid found these in the jungle." Michael said breathing heavily handing the cuffs over to Jack. Jack took them and looked at them while still holding Sawyer back to make sure he wouldn't attack Sayid again.

"And this guy was in the back row of business class the whole flight." Sawyer cut in pointing his finger at Sayid. "Never got up. Hands folded under his blanket. And for some crazy reason, Just pointing this out, the guy next to him didn't make it." What was this guys problem! Did he have to pick a fight with everyone?

"Thank you so much for observing my behavior." Sayid said sarcastically wagging his finger at Sawyer.

"You don't think I saw them pull you outta line before we boarded!" And Once again they charged at each other. Jack and Michael holding both of the heated men back. "Come on! Bring it!"

"STOP!" Everyone's eyes turned to look at Kate and everyone got really quiet. Of course they would listen to her! "We found the transceiver. But it's not working. Can anybody help?" Sayid steps forward after taking a deep breath.

"Yes. I might be able to." He walks towards Kate and takes the transceiver from her hands.

"Oh great! Perfect! Let's trust this guy!" exclaimed Sawyer throwing his hands up in the air in disbelief. Hurley spoke up.

"Hey! We're all in this together man. Let's try to treat each other with a little respect."

"Shut up Lardo!" Barked Sawyer. This guy was a first class asshole! Multiple people exclaimed at his rude comment. Including me and I also took it upon my self to give him a slight shove and was met with a deadly glare. He looked like he was going to throw a nasty comment my way but I was saved by Jack telling him to chill out. Not in those words of course. After that Sawyer made a dramatic exit and everyone was left in a stunned silence. Me being the genius that I am decided to maybe try and talk to the guy and figure out what his problem was. I had to run to catch up to him seeing as his legs were a hell of a lot longer than mine. Man was it hard to run on sand! I caught up to him but I still had to power walk to keep up with his long strides.

"Hey! What's wrong with you? Why'd you have to go off like that?" He ignored me. I looked at his face and noticed he had a deep scowl. Maybe running after him wasn't such a good idea. "Hey I asked you a question." He suddenly stop, whirled around and grabbed me roughly by the shoulders.

"Go. Away." He said in a dangerously even voice. He emphasized each word with a shake of my shoulders. His face was mere inches from mine and his shaggy hair fell into his reddened face. He was so close I could see the individual beads of sweat forming on his face. I could hear him breathing heavily. He was livid. I could see it in his bottle green eyes as they stared into my own brown ones. I was scared and I wanted nothing more then to get as far away from him as I could. Yup! Going after him and demanding answers was definitely a bad idea. Why did I have to be so damn impulsive. He roughly shove me away from him, which cause me to stumble, and walked away. I stood there in shock looking at his retreating back not quite knowing what to do.