"Cinema?"

Cinema was sitting on the soft sugar white sands of the beach where the camps were set up. Sitting Indian style, she starred out at the greenish blue water, and foaming crashing waves. It was a beautiful warm day, and a cool breeze off the waters were coming in, causing her hair to gently blow back. She sat back, starring out. Mr. Ecko, Locke, and herself had returned from the Pearl station, and today Libby and Anna Lucia were being buried. Jack and Hurley were standing up making speeches earlier, as she stood back listening. The man they had captured, the same man who had smiled out at her from the hatch had escaped and murdered the two of them, and wounded Michael.

Sayid had taken her aside before the funeral and spoke with her about his suspicions about Michael. After she agreed to go with Michael after he approached her, just as Sayid said he would, she had a funny feeling in the middle of her stomach. Wherever she was going, it was back to them. The others, the ones who had taken her. She still remembered that night waking up in the jungle with the torch beside her, hearing whispers. Lifting the side of her faded T-shirt, she looked at the lung ugly purple scar and frowned. Lightly she touched it with her fingertips and knew whoever they were, they kept her alive for a reason.

Twirling her wedding band in-between her fingers, she sighed. Why did she have to leave Sydney early? Why did she just have to get back to Los Angeles? Why did she take to take this flight and be away from him? She had been so happy this last year. The small editing company she was working for had really taken off. They were getting bigger deals from independent films, and local commercials from the area. She was making good money, and got along with everyone she worked beside. She worked three days a week, sitting in the labs, cutting film, and using the new computers her boss were teaching them with to use to re-ediit.

George had been promoted, and was bringing in almost six figures a year. They had been talking about maybe buying a house within the year, and were both living beyond comfortably. Both had just started fooling around with the idea of maybe trying for a baby. When George got this job in Sydney, Cinema took the summer off to be with him. She worked a little from her laptop, but mostly saw the sights and enjoyed the time off while George worked like a madman. She knew he was under pressure, and wished they could of had more time together, but he had promised once he was finished here and they both got home and they finally be able to spend some time together and maybe get started on trying for a family. All she wanted was to see his face again. Let him know how sorry she was for getting on that plane. Wrap her arms around his skinny shoulders and never let go.

This was all because of her. If she just hadn't gotten on that plane, she still would have been with him. No longer afraid of whatever faced her, she hoped she was doing the right thing.

"Ready?"

Cinema looked up, she saw Jack, Sawyer, Hurley, Kate, and Michael waiting. Sadly smiling, she nodded and brushed her torn shorts off and stood. Looking into Jack's eyes, she knew. Sayid had plans on sailing the man named Desmond's boat around the shores while they went through the jungle. Grabbing her backpack, she swung it on her shoulders. Earlier she had said goodbye to Mr. Ecko down in the hatch, and somehow just by looking at his eyes she knew this would be the last time she ever saw him. Walking with them, they headed down the beach with Michael in the lead. Glancing over her shoulder once she looked at the beach where she had lived the last few weeks. Sighing, she turned back and joined them.

Jack glanced at her as she slipped her wedding ring back on.

"You okay?"

Cinema glanced over.

"Yeah."

A few hours later they lit torches and were in the jungle. They had camped for the night and Cinema sat against a tree and was watching Michael wander off as Jack followed by.

"So, your married?"

Cinema broke out of her thoughts and glanced over. Kate, Hurley, and Sawyer all sat around a small fire they had built.

"Hum?"

Kate motioned to her hand.

"Your ring, you keep playing with it. Married?"

Cinema looked down and smiled.

"Yeah, I am. Going on almost five years now."

"He…wasn't on the plane was he? You mentioned he was on a business trip?"

Cinema nodded as she picked herself up and joined the others.

"Yeah in Sydney, he's a communications officer. I flew back a few weeks early and…" Cinema smiled and motioned around.

"Lucky me."

Sawyer smirked.

"He like you?"

"What?"

"Feisty, covered in tattoos…weird name?"

Cinema laughed softly.

"No, his name is George. He's older, normal. No tattoos yet."

"How did you two meet?"

Hurley asked looking at the fire depressed. She knew how badly he was hurting since Libby. Sighing, she looked into the fire.

"Years back, in New Mexico where I'm from. Pretty much found me, cleaned me up, and saved me."

"Must miss him huh?"

Cinema looked up.

"Yeah, a lot."

Sawyer changed the subject quickly to complaining about how God awful the heat was in the jungle, and how they were going to get eaten alive by bugs. Right after, Jack and Michael returned. That night Cinema slept between Jack and Kate. When they woke early, they started walking again. Sawyer kept talking about different theories of who these "others" might be. Cinema kept walking ahead with Jack when suddenly gunfire started from across the stream. Kate shot one, while the other ran off. Jack then confronted Michael.

"What did you tell them Michael?"

"What…"

"STOP LYING!"

"TELL THEM!"

"Tell them what?"

"TELL THEM! I KNOW YOUR LYING!"

He then slammed Michael back before he burst into tears.

"It was the only way. They made a list with all of your names on it. It was the only way to get my boy back."

"They made a list with five of your names on it, saying this was the only way…"

He insisted he had told the truth about what he saw. That it was the only way, he never meant any of this to happen. Kate, Sawyer, and Hurley stood around shocked while Cinema stood there, instantly feeling overwhelmed. She stood back as Jack started shouting at Michael. That's when Hurley asked Michael after Kate asked if he had let Henry go, if he had killed Ana and Libby. Looking at the shameful look in his eyes, the truth was now revealed. Hurley wanted to turn back but Jack told him it was too late. He would never put their life's in danger if he didn't have a plan. Sawyer stood back looking down at him.

"What plan?"

Jack turned and looked at them while Michael stared down at the ground. Cinema honestly didn't know what to say. Low and behold Sayid had been right. They had been sent out here for a reason, these people or whoever they were wanted them. Knowing her name was on the list, she gulped. It was now becoming a reality. Whoever had saved her, whoever had been screaming her name that night she escaped in the jungle, they were looking for her. But why them? Never before in her life did she want George so badly. He had always made her feel safe, always somehow making things better.

Half an hour later they came towards a giant field. There pipes stood, where large piles of tubes laid. Kate walked over, picking them up, and opening one. Inside were rolled up notebooks. As she began to read from them Cinema looked around with her wide golden eyes. Something wasn't right. She could feel it. They motioned to the black smoke rising from a few miles away. That's when Jack began to yell at Michael, asking him why they weren't near the beach? That's when Sawyer went down. Her eyes widening, she heard Jack yell for them to run. Instantly they began separating, running in different directions. Cinema ran through the grass, seeing Kate just a few feet away. That's when she watched her fall. Jack took out his handgun and began to fire into the bushes. The gunshots rang loudly through the air before Jack circled back, picking Kate up.

Cinema's eyes darted back and forth for either Hurley or Michael when she felt a sharp stinging in her neck. Eyes widening she stood there for a second before the cloudiness overtook her. Swaying, she tried to move but her limbs turned to jelly. With that she fell into a heap. Cinema remembered as the darkness overtook her the night before she was supposed to fly back to the states, George and her were renting out a place, and she had all ready packed for her flight the following morning. Her gym bag was zipped up, sitting on the chair by the closet. Inside the bathroom, Cinema was enjoying the hot water pressure, standing underneath the shower head, having just finished soaping and rinsing herself off. Today she had spent a good amount of the day on the beach, soaking up as much sunshine as possible.

George and her had dinner, then came back and had a very successful night of love making. Drained, and satisfied, she tilted her head back as the hot steaming water rolled off her body. Reaching forward, and turning the knobs, she felt the water cease, before she pulled back the glass door. Stepping out, she reached for a towel and smiled over at George who was standing by the mirror shaving. He had joined her in the shower, until finally he laughed saying the water was getting a little too hot for him, kissed her neck, and stepped out. Smiling, she stepped down, and wrapped the soft towel around her.

"Sorry if I fogged up the mirror on you."

George smiled, in the middle of rinsing his razor.

"I'm good, feel better?"

Cinema walked up behind George, gently kissing his bare shoulder blade which was covered in freckles. Pressing her hips against his body, she inhaled the faint smell of his soap and cologne. Smiling, George used a face cloth and wiped his face, looking at the mirror at the reflection of the two of them.

"Say kiddo…I got an idea."

Cinema raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah…how about you toss those birth control pills of yours out."

Cinema smirked.

"Oh really?"

George smiled, taking one of her hands and kissing it.

"Sure, why not."

Cinema's eyes opened. She was on her knees, tied up with a gag in her mouth. She was kneeling next to Jack and Kate, and could see Hurley and Swayer. Michael was talking to the man who appeared to be the leader. She just fully came into focus when an African American woman called the man Tom and said that Kate was trying to say she knew her beard was fake. Just like that, the beard was off. Cinema saw the man who claimed his name was Henry stroll on over. Eyes looking around, she began to wiggle her wrists. Kate had called it, it was all fake. The beards, the clothes, all of this.

These people were much smarter than everyone thought. Michael got on a boat where Walt was, and it began to pull away. Feeling her heart drum in her chest, she continued to stay focused on the one named Tom and kept wiggling her hands back and forth. The engine of the boat became faint, and she watched as Hurley was being let go. Instead of listening to anything, she kept wiggling her wrists, back and forth, back and forth. That's when she felt the ropes undo, and drop. She would make a distraction, run at the one named Tom, and maybe just maybe she could allow her friends to have a chance to run. Counting backwards in her head, she waited before her knees sprang up, causing her to stand. Running, she began to charge towards the one who's name was Tom who looked just as surprised as everyone else. That's when Henry stepped forward, with a shotgun.

Aiming, he pointed it straight at Cinema's chest and fired.

The gunshot was beyond loud, and everyone flinched. Sawyer's eyes widened when he saw Cinema stop dead in her tracks.

"NO!"

He screamed from beneath his gag. Jack and Kate looked just as shocked as Cinema's body fell backwards, hitting the water hard with a splash. Jack saw her before she disappeared out of sight, and saw that the blast at such a close range had blown most of her chest and back apart. Shaking his head, Tom stepped forward and eyed the water where the girl's body floated in the murky bloody water. "Richard is going to kill you." Henry shrugged.

"I wouldn't worry about that."

There was silence and just like that, the sky lit up. Much later, after Kate, Swayer, and Jack were brought to the camps they didn't speak much about Cinema. Jack mentioned it twice. Once when her first met Juliet. He was angry when she first appeared and he pulled on the chains. He snapped that they had kidnapped them, and killed one of his friends. The second was when Henry revealed his true name to be Ben. Jack snapped at Ben that he could never trust him after what happened, mostly after he killed Cinema. Smirking, Ben shook his head.

"Oh i wouldn't worry about her. She'll be fine."

Jack blinked in disbelief. How could she? She was dead. Kate and Swayer only mentioned her once while in the cages.

"I can't believe what happened to Cinema…"

Swayer shook his head.

"Dumb girl should have known better to run at them like that."

With that there was silence, and that was that. Back at the beaches, Hurley returned and informed everyone what had happened to Jack, Kate, and Sawyer. Dropping his eyes, he then told them that Cinema was dead.

"That guy Henry shot her, she fell into the water."

Rubbing the back of his neck, Locke sighed. He had liked Cinema, in fact she was one of the few people on this island that didn't seemed scared off by him. Claire, who held onto the baby later walked by Cinema's tiny makeshift tent. Lately so many of the tents were becoming deserted. In fact, a good portion of them were left after the people who lived underneath them were killed. Sighing, she knelt down, carefully laying the baby down before looking at Cinema's sand dusted bags. Cinema had been nice to her. She had carried and calmed down the baby a few times, remarking on how beautiful he was. It seemed just like yesterday when she came to the beach that they were sitting and talking watching the baby sleep.

"You okay Claire?"

Claire looked over and saw Charlie squatting down. Shocked that she was actually a little upset over hearing about Cinema. For the few times she talked to her she always seemed nice, and was so good with Aaron.

"Nothing, just…wow, I can't believe it. I know a lot of us have been, well dying lately but…between what happened with Jack, Kate, and Sawyer. I guess I just feel bad. Cinema seemed nice."

"Yeah she was cool."

"What's the matter brother?"

Desmond asked, walking by. Ever since Desmond came back to the beach he had been keeping his distance, saying strange things. Looking up, Charlie sighed.

"Just talking about somebody who was shot from our camps."

Desmond took a second, almost in a trance.

"Cinema was her name ya?"

"Yeah, she was shot." Desmond's brow wrinkled, he stood there for a second before continuing on down the beach.

Jack awoke sweating badly.

Juliet had just brought him breakfast and was avoiding any questions. Shutting the TV off, she left him in the darkness as he laid back, against the metal walls and shut his eyes. He had a throbbing headache, and felt terrible. He just had a terrible dream. He was on the beach, underneath one of the tents. Laying beneath him was Cinema, her naked smooth body laying there. Her skin had a coffee cream tan to it, and by the faint dim light of the lantern beside them, he could clearly make out all of her colorful tattoos.

He starred down at her breasts, her arms, her neck, and then into those deep golden eyes of hers. Leaning down, his mouth opened deeply and tasted her. Reaching up, she gently ran her hands through his hair and smiled. Jack then looked down, and splattered all over her chest was blood. When he woke, he was still laying locked up. He didn't know where his friends were, and Cinema was still dead. Slowly getting up, and reaching the food, he felt a dull ache in his chest as he began to eat.

That's when he heard Swayer yelling through the speakers. Freezing, he sat there never feeling so frightened before in his entire life.