He comes into our tent in the middle of the night. "Hello, Alex." "Jack?" I ask sleepily. "Aren't you glad I'm back? Wake up Karl, now. Alex." I don't do anything, stunned. Then Jack holds up a gun. My eyes widen in shock. "Wake him up now." I shake Karl awake. "Karl, get up." He opens his eyes, sits up, and sees Jack. "Can I help you, Jack?" "Say good-bye to Alex, Karl. I'll give you a moment to pack your things, Alex." "Pack my- what's going on? Where are you taking me Jack?" With a feeling of dread, I think I know the answer. "I'm taking you home, Alex." "This is my home. More than the barracks will ever be." "We need to reverse our roles. Alex, you are going back to the Others. I'll be right back." He walks out of the tent for a minute. Karl leans over. "Alex, do as he says. GO!" I'm crying. "No, I won't leave you! I can't, I won't leave you." He stares at me. "Alex, look at me. Look at me!" I force myself to looks into his eyes. "What?" "I know you won't leave me, but you have to. Besides it's only for a little while, I promise. I love you Alex." He kisses me, softly at first, then more passionately. Then he breaks away. "No matter what, I love you, and that's a promise!" I nod, and stop crying. I brush the tears off my face, as Jack walks back in. Karl hands me my things, and we share a quick embrace. Then Jack escorts me out into the night. Then we're walking through the dark jungle. I look at him, and think. "He's supposed to be a hero. Not a traitor. Not one of dads puppets." Then I do a foolish thing by asking what's on my mind. "Jack, why are you doing this?" "I'm helping your father." "What was his offer? Your freedom? Juliet's? Both?" It seems I've guessed correctly. "I did it because he'll let us leave." "So you're going to abandon your people?" HE gets angry. "You listen, and listen good. I didn't abandon them. Your people kidnapped me! I sacrificed myself for Sawyer and Kate. I've done enough for my people! I've been making decisions since day one, and I just made another one." I'm slient.
The next morning we arrive at the Barracks. Dad runs out of our house. Seeing the worried look on his face, I burst into tears. "Alex." he says softly. He embraces me gently, then says. "Hold out your hand, Alex." I do as I'm told, not willing to disobey my worried daddy. As tears stream down my face, he tugs off my wedding ring. He looks at me, his blue eyes piercing into my soul. "I was so worried." he confesses quietly. "Alexandra, never leave me like that again!" He turns to Jack, who has been silently standing by, watching the reunion. "That was your orientation, Jack. You're one of the good guys now." He nods. "What next?" He smirks. "Now you get Karl. A nice long stint in the cages ought to set him straight." Jack nods, and runs off.
