This may be the last chapter for a long time…sorry everyone! Vacations, you know?
"Someone tell me what is going on here," Karl said loudly.
"What's the last thing you remember doing?" Boone asked.
"Well," Karl said slowly. "I was in the woods and talking to Alex. Something hit my water bottle and…I fell to the ground, and when I got up, I was alone. Then she appeared." He indicated Danielle.
"And you?" Boone said to Danielle.
"He had just been shot," Danielle pointed to Karl. "I was trying to get Alex to run from whoever was shooting at us. I fell and when I got up, he was standing there."
"Yup," Boone nodded. "Can't you see? You were both shot. This is your new home."
Karl sat down and put his head in his hands. "Cheer up, Karl," Goodwin said. "At least you know Alex is safe. I mean, she's not here, is she?"
"No," Karl said. "So…who're you guys?" He asked as if he had just noticed they were there.
"Survivors," Ana told him.
"And where are we?" Karl questioned.
No one had an answer to that. "You're in a different universe," Miles answered. "Like…A different world that looks just the same. You're still on that island. You're spirit still exists here."
Karl looked at him, confused. "I don't get it."
"You wouldn't," Miles said. "Not many people do."
"Um, alright," Karl said slowly.
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"Hey, Miles," Charlie called. Everyone was out wandering around.
"What?" Miles said.
"You know, earlier," Charlie began. "You had said that Claire had 'potential beyond anyone else.' What did you mean?"
Miles laughed. "What did I mean?"
"Miles," Charlie whined. "Be serious."
"Fine, fine," Miles sighed. "Uh, well, you know how I'm like, here, but I'm not dead?" Charlie opened his mouth to say something, but Miles cut him off. "Of course you do, I'm talking to you. Anyway, people like me can tell when other people have certain powers like me. But don't get your hopes up to have her traipsing out of this jungle saying she's not dead. It doesn't work that way."
"Well then how does it work?" Charlie asked.
"It doesn't necessarily mean that she can talk to the dead," Miles informed him. "She could have a connection to the island, see the future. Yeah, that sounds familiar doesn't it?"
Charlie shook his head. "No, not for Claire, but it does sound familiar."
Miles was gone. "Uh oh," Charlie muttered. "Hey, he left again!"
"Weird," Boone said.
"Good," Shannon said. "I was tired of him anyway."
"Oh, whatever, Shannon," Boone said. "You enjoyed his company. You were talking with him, laughing at his jokes. And you know what they say." Boone grinned at the confused look on Shannon's face. "Opposites attract."
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Miles was whipped back into reality. He blinked and looked around for the distraction that made him leave. He didn't see it, but he heard it. People were running and yelling outside of his door.
"Hey!" Miles shouted. "I'm in here! Get me out!"
The door was kicked down in a cloud of dust and wood chips. It was one of the men from his freighter, Mayhew.
"What's going on?" Miles asked him.
"We're getting Linus, now," he responded. He then turned and ran along with the rest of the men.
Miles shrugged and joined them. "Hey, who's that?" he asked, pointing to someone with their hands tied and mouth gagged.
Mayhew grinned. "That would be Alex, Linus's daughter."
Alex. That name sounded familiar. I was in the woods and talking to Alex. It all made sense. "Hey, when you got her," Miles said. "Was she alone? Did you kill some people to get her?"
"It's what you got to do," Mayhew shrugged. "And how would you know about that anyway?"
Miles didn't answer. Fortunately, before Mayhew could press on, Keamy walked over to them. "You," he said to Miles. "Take this and go into that house. Give it to Linus. Now."
Miles nodded and took the walkie like Keamy told him to. He walked slowly over to the house and rang the doorbell. When someone answered, they grabbed his shirt and pulled him in.
Miles argued with Ben and Sawyer for a bit. "Just take it!"
"Why would I talk to them?" Ben questioned defiantly.
Miles rolled his eyes. "Because they have a hostage!"
"Well, then they've badly miscalculated, 'cause every single one of my people is prepared to die in service to this island," Ben said.
Miles was very impatient. He didn't want Alex to get hurt. What would Karl think about that? "It's your daughter."
Miles was glad to see Ben give in and start talking to Keamy. Keamy was smart; he knew that he wasn't supposed to hurt Ben's daughter. But Ben didn't know that.
And then he heard the gunshot. He felt a familiar cold, windy feeling. The feeling that he gets when someone close dies.
Claire walked out of a room when Ben left. "Yeah, a bit wobbly, but, uh, I'll live."
Think again. "Well I wouldn't be so sure about that."
They gave him a strange look. Miles remember the deal. They weren't to hurt his daughter, and he wasn't to release his monster. The deal's off. The monster's loose.
Ben ordered them all outside where they stood watching the scene of the monster. When Mayhew ran out of the jungle just to be pulled back in by the monster, Miles couldn't take it. He turned and ran in the opposite direction.
Miles stuck with them as to not get hurt. "How's your head?" Sawyer asked Claire. Miles smirked; it was just like he had told Charlie. He could definitely see Ford and her now that he was gone.
"It's better," Claire said. "Bit of a headache, but at least I'm not seeing things anymore."
Once again, it was just like he had told Charlie. Miles had a feeling he knew what 'seeing things' meant.
"Yeah?" Miles questioned. "What'd ya see?"
"Back off, Donger," Sawyer said warningly.
"Just making conversation," Miles said defensively. Dang-she wouldn't tell when he was around.
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Alex was there. They had decided to go find Miles in the boathouse. Once they got there and realized he wasn't there, they split up to go find him.
Alex, Danielle, and Karl were looking for him too. "Hey," Alex whispered and stopped suddenly. She pointed ahead and they saw three people-live people, so they couldn't communicate. "Is that him?"
"No," Karl said. "Wait-there he is! He's just standing there-I wonder what's up."
"He sure has been gone for a while," Danielle said.
"Why is he digging?" Karl said quietly. "Wait…isn't this where we died?"
"Somewhere around here," Danielle told him.
"And that's Sawyer," Karl pointed.
"And Claire and her baby," Alex continued.
"We should be going back," Karl said. "We need to be at the Barracks soon. Let's go."
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"Who are Danielle and Karl?!" Miles was almost yelling now, although he knew precisely who Danielle and Karl were.
"You mean Rousseau?" Claire asked. "The French woman?"
Miles dropped to the ground. He scraped the group with his hands until he found her. "Is this your French woman?"
"Karl," Sawyer muttered. So Sawyer knew him too. "How'd you know they were down there? Your buddies do this?"
"They're not my buddies, man," Miles said nervously. No, he'd met Karl and Danielle, they were his friends. Not the murderers who killed them in the first place. "I didn't sign up for this."
"Can we just get out of here, please?" Claire looked like she was going to be sick. "Can we just go?"
Whoa, this chapter was completely pointless. Don't expect me to update soon, because I probably can't. I'll be on month-long hiatus.