UPDATE!!! I am currently working on chapter 20 and let me tell you, it will be LOONNNGGGG... I kinda just got over my writers block and now have the entire rest of the story planned out so the next couple chapters might be crazy long but i promise you they will be amazing!!! They should go up during or shortly after Thanksgiving :) Happy Holidays!!!

I'm so sorry for the extreme wait. I again have gotten many emails asking for the next chapter so here it is! I apologize in advance because it is not as good as my other chapters and there is a lot of random action that happens with no aparant intention right now. Please dont lose intrest, it will get better, I PROMISE!!!

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Sawyer fell to the ground holding the bloody wound in his chest. Pain shooting through him and making him feel woozy and sick. Jack pushed past Sayid and Charlie and knelt down next to Sawyer.

"Dude…" Hurley whispered, "I was just comin' to tell you guys that Michael was missing, but I think we found him…"

Hurley stood there rigidly and stared off ahead of them. Charlie and Sayid followed his gaze and saw Michael standing not fifty feet away, holding a gun. Sayid didn't move, knowing Michael was armed and dangerous. Charlie on the other hand charged forward.

"What'd you do with Claire?" Charlie shouted and knocked Michael over before he could lift his gun again. "Where is she?!"

"Charlie get off of him" Sayid yelled, not wanting to get involved but also not wanting Charlie to get hurt in anyway.

"Where is she?!" Charlie repeated, "Where the hell did you put her?!"

"Charlie, calm down man" Michael said, struggling to get the little Brit off of him.

"Where is she?!" Charlie screamed

"She's fine, man, she's fine. Just get offa me" Michael yelled back.

Sayid ran over and grabbed the gun out of Michael's hand. He threw it to Hurley so it would be out of the way. Next he removed a kicking Charlie and pushed him back towards Sawyer and Jack. Then he approached Michael.

"Where is she?" He asked, calm but serious.

"I said she was fine"

"Yes, but that doesn't answer my question" Sayid stared him down.

"What else do you want me to tell you, man?" Michael asked, sounding paranoid.

"I want to know where Claire is, and how you know of her condition. I also want to know why the hell you just shot Sawyer, for the second time I might add" Sayid's tone never changed.

Michael's face changed and he knew he was in trouble. It was now blatantly obvious that he had been the one to shoot Sawyer before. He had been the one to "find him" and said he heard no gunshot. He stood up slowly, wiping the dirt off of his pants before looking Sayid straight in the eye.

"She's with them" he said quietly, his gaze now not quite meeting Sayid's

"Them who?" Sawyer asked weakly from behind the two men.

"The others…" Michael said

"Who are they?" Jack asked, getting up and walking over to them, knowing that if Sawyer could talk he would be fine for another couple minutes.

"I-I cant tell you that man…" Michael said, backing away slowly

"Get back here you bastard!" Charlie yelled and ran after him again, but was caught by Sayid before he reached Michael.

"Michael, tell us now or I'm going to have to shoot you" Hurley said from behind them, surprising them all.

"Hurley," Jack warned, but he knew everyone was so tense right now anything could happen.

"Hurley, don't shoot him. He knows too much to be sacrificed" Sayid said but then redirected his attention back to Michael, "Just so you know, that's the only reason you're still breathing right now".

"Michael if you don't give us any answers we're going to find another way to get them. Trust me, the truth will come out" Jack said, sounding like a high school principal talking to a student in trouble.

"How, they know more about you then you know yourselves, isn't that right James?" Michael hissed, turning to Sawyer who was still on the ground.

"Who the hell's James?" Charlie asked confused.

"Drive Shaft, huh? I always hated their music" Michael said to Charlie, his voice ominous.

"What the bloody hell is wrong with you?! How do you know about Drive Shaft?" Charlie questioned angrily, getting closer and closer to Michael.

"The others"