A while later, Eko and Sawyer carried Charlie on top of the castle's out wall. As they stopped to rest, Eko looked over the wall and to his astonishment…

"There is more than thirty," he whispered to Sawyer.

"What's the difference? We've got him now," Sawyer pointed out as he held Charlie's head, which dropped limp as he let go. He sighed in exasperation. "Help me out."

Eko helped Sawyer place Charlie's limp body against the wall. Sawyer took out the miracle pill.

"We'll have to force-feed 'im."

"But has it been fifteen minutes?" Eko asked in concern.

"The wedding's in an half an hour. We need to plan now."

Eko tilted Charlie's head back and held his mouth opened. Sawyer stuffed it down his throat. Then they pulled back.

Eko kept his eyes on Charlie. "How long do we have to wait before we know if the miracle works?"

"You're guess is as good as mine, Hercules."

Suddenly, Charlie's eyes snapped open and he started shouting, "I TOOK YOU BOTH SEPERATELY, I'LL TAKE YOU BOTH TOGETH…!"

Sawyer quickly covered his mouth. "Not so long as I thought."

Sawyer slowly removed his hand. Charlie just glared at him.

"Why can't I move my bloody arms?"

Sure enough, all he could move was his eyes and his mouth, as if he were a talking doll.

"Easy, my friend," Eko said as he placed a hand on Charlie's shoulder. "You have been mostly dead all day."

Charlie looked confused as Sawyer spoke. "We took you to Miracle Jack and he made a pill to bring you back."

Charlie just glared at him. "Who the bloody hell are you? Are we enemies? Why am I on this bloody wall? WHERE'S CLAIRE?!"

Sawyer held up a hand to silence him. "Look I can explain. Ahh…" He kept his mouth opened as he considered what to say then waved his hand as he continued. "To make a long story short, Claire is marrying Locke in less than a half an hour, so we need to break in, stop the wedding, I kill Count Cooper, we steal the princess away, and make our escape."

"Half an hour to do all that, eh?" Charlie asked. "Well then we don't have time for dawdling."

Eko glanced at his hand and smiled. "Your finger. It twitched. You are recovering."

"I've always been a quick healer," Charlie said with pride. "So what's the situation?"

"Only one castle gate," Sawyer explained. "And it's guarded by…" he took a quick peek over the way, "…sixty men."

"Okay," Charlie said. "And what resources do we have?"

Sawyer smirked. "Your brains, his strength, my skill."

Charlie just frowned. "That's all?"

Sawyer nodded. "Yep. So?"

"Well. If I had a month to plan, I think I could come up with something. But this…?"

He just moved his head from side to side.

"At least you are well enough to shake your head." Eko stated.

"Heh. Your strength, his skill, and my brains against sixty men and you think I should be happy that I can move my bloody head around? Well maybe if we had a wheelbarrow, I'd be okay."

Sawyer snapped his fingers as he remembered something. "That big guy at the beach. He had a wheelbarrow, didn't he? We couldn't've left 'im there that long. Might still be there."

Charlie sighted. "Why wasn't THAT in our resources then?"
Sawyer. "Sorry."

Charlie thought again. "Now all I need is a black holocaust cloak."

Sawyer shook his head. "Sorry. Can't help ya there."

Eko then pulled a long black coat out of his shirt. "How is this?"

Sawyer looked at him incredulously. "Where the hell'd you get that?"

"Well it fit me perfectly, so Jack said I could keep it."

"Alright, alright. Let's go. Help me up."

They lifted him off the wall and carried him across the wall.

"I'll need a sword, eventually," said Charlie.

"Why?" Sawyer asked. "You can't even lift one."

"Well that's hardly common knowledge. Now, getting inside's only the easy part. After that, it won't be smooth sailing."

"No kiddin'. When we get inside, how do I find the Count? And when I kill the Count, how do I find you? And when I find you again, how do we escape?"

"Do not pester him," Eko spoke. "He has had a hard day."

"Oh. Right. Sorry?"

Since Charlie couldn't nod, Eko pulled his head back and forth, indicating a nod.

"You don't seem excited, my butterfly," Locke said as he helped her with her necklace.

"Should I be?" Claire asked.

"Brides usually are on a wedding. Or so I'm told."

Claire only gave a 'Hmmph' before saying, "I won't marry you. Charlie will save me."

And with that, she walked off. Locke only grinned in triumph.

As the organs played, the two of them headed down to the chapel, where all of the guest, including the king and queen and Count Cooper awaited them. Once they reached the end of the aisle, they kneeled before a huge priest with curly long hair.

"Dude, I can't believe I'm doing this," Father Hurley muttered before starting the ceremony.

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