Jack must be feeling guilty about his secret keeping because this morning, he leads a large group out into the jungle, not just the usual small group of Sayid, Kate, Sawyer, and myself. They're here, but so are Charlie, Claire and the baby, Jin, Sun, Desmond, Hurley, and Juliet. Jack stops us at a large, open field.

"We're here!" he calls to us. We gather around him and Juliet. "A couple of nights ago, Juliet came to me and she told me everything: that Ben had sent her here to find out which of our women were pregnant."

"So, what, you guys were doing tests on us?" Kate asks.

"No," Juliet says. "But that's what he wanted me to do. I've been leaving tapes at the medical station. You all heard what he said; they're coming tomorrow. Sun, I'm sorry that I lied to you."

Sun ignores her. Sayid speaks up. "While I appreciate your honesty, Jack, it doesn't explain why you brought us out here."

Jack turns to the tree line opposite us. "Danielle!" he calls. Rousseau emerges from the trees. "Show 'em," he tells her.

Rousseau bends down and moves a pile of leaf filled branches off of a small box. She takes two small metal prods off of the box and places the tips of the metal together.

BOOOOOOOOM!

A giant explosion, even bigger than the one we used to open the hatch, sounds from the other end of the field and everyone in the group steps back in surprise. When the mess of the explosion calms, Jack starts to explain.

"When Juliet told me they were coming, the first thing I thought was, 'Where the hell are we gonna hide this time?' But hiding's pointless. They're just gonna keep coming back. So I went out and I found some help. And for the past few days she's been bringing dynamite back from the Black Rock. For the very first time we know exactly what they want, when they're coming to get it, and they have no idea that we're gonna be waiting for 'em. So Juliet's gonna mark the tents with the white rocks just like she was told to, but there's not going to be any pregnant women inside; there's gonna be plenty of what we just used on that tree. So tomorrow night, we stop hiding, we stop running, we stop living in fear of them, because when they show up, we're gonna blow 'em all to hell."

Back at camp, people work in shifts to help Jack and Rousseau rig up wiring to reach a safe distance to explode the dynamite. I've been helping Sayid with Naomi's phone, but we've hit a snag. "We need to talk about Naomi's phone," Sayid says to Jack.

"Not now."

"If you're angry that I doubted you, I'll be happy to make a sincere apology later, but now we have a means of—,"

"Look I'm a little bit busy right now, you guys."

"And we're trying to get us off this Island, Jack! So how about a little less attitude?" I shout at him.

Jack stops walking and starts to listen to Sayid explain, as do Juliet and Rousseau. "I can't transmit using this phone because Danielle's distress signal is overriding the frequency." He turns to Rousseau. "If you tell me where the radio tower is, I can go there, switch off your message, and call for help."

"That signal has been playing for the last sixteen years and nobody has heard it," Rousseau says. "What makes you think that you'll have better luck?"

"But Naomi's boat is only eighty miles offshore. I know if we eliminate Danielle's signal, they will hear us."

"No, they won't," Juliet says.

"And why is that?"

"We're jamming it."

"What?" I ask, confused.

"Ben is using one of the DHARMA stations to block all of the signals off of the Island except for ours."

"What station?" Sayid asks.

"They call it The Looking Glass. But it's underwater. I have no idea where it is."

"I believe I do," Sayid says, earning a confused look from me. He leads us over to his work tent, where he pulls out the binder he got from The Flame. He turns some pages, then pulls out a laminated electrical map, similar to the one that lead us to the Barracks.

"Now this is The Looking Glass," he says, pointing at the paper. "It's an underwater DHARMA station. Please," he says to Juliet. "Can you tell me anything you might know about this place?"

"I've never been down there. I don't know anyone who has."

"Why not?" Jack asks.

"There was some accident. Ben told us that the station was completely flooded."

"Well, if it's flooded then how does it still work?"

"How it still works is irrelevant," Sayid says. "The question is, how do we get it to stop working, so we can use the satellite phone? The diagram shows that The Looking Glass is connected to the Island by a cable. I feel sure that this is the very same cable down the beach which runs into the ocean. So if we follow the cable, it should lead us to the station."

"So how are we gonna get in?" I ask.

"We swim in. There's a moon pool. A room with an open floor at the base if the station, big enough for a submarine to dock. Even if the station is flooded, I think I'll be able to find the relay switch and disable it."

"What about swimming back out?" I ask. Sayid just looks at me. "No," I say. "You can't do that."

"Agreed," Jack says. "I'm not letting you go on some suicide mission just to flip a switch."

"But someone has to do it or we'll never leave this Island."

"I'll do it," Charlie says, approaching the tent with Desmond. "Swim down, turn off that bloody switch, swim back up. Piece of cake."

"Charlie, you don't even know what we're talking about," Jack says.

"I was junior swim champion in Northern England. I can hold my breath for four minutes. I know exactly what you're talking about, Jack."

Everyone waits for Jack's answer. "No," he says. "And there's no reason to do this now. We're going to focus on the Others, and then we'll deal with this."

"Wait a minute," Sayid says, stopping him. "We have the chance to signal for a rescue."

"Look, for ninety days I've been asked to make decisions for this entire camp. There you go. I just made one." He starts to walk away, ending the argument.

Sayid insisted we wait to talk about the newest Jack situation. So we work on rigging the wire with everyone else. But Hurley stops everyone's progress when he sees something at the shore of the ocean. "Hey! Look, there! Look!" he shouts, pointing.

A teenage boy in a small canoe is rowing to our shore. Sayid drops his wire, and runs at the kid, attacking him.

"Get off him, dammit," Sawyer shouts, pulling Sayid off of the kid. "It's okay."

"What?" Sayid shouts. "He's one of them!" I jog up beside the three of them.

"I know, I know," Sawyer shouts. "It's okay. He was in the cage next to me. I know this guy." He turns to the kid. "What the hell are you doing here, Karl?"

"They're coming. My people," he says.

"Sorry you came all this way for nothing, but we already know," Sawyer tells him.

"Then why are you still here?" Karl shouts.

"Because when your people show up here tomorrow night, we're gonna be ready for 'em."

"Tomorrow?" Karl asks, confused. "No. No, they're coming tonight. They're coming right now!"

We take Karl to Jack and he tells us everything. "My people are coming tonight to capture your pregnant women. There are going to be about ten people in the party."

"Is that everything?" Jack asks him.

"Yeah."

"You trust him?" Jack asks Kate. She just shrugs.

"You don't trust me?" Karl shouts. "What about her!" he points to Juliet. "She's a spy. She's supposed to mark the tents of the pregnant women with white rocks so they can take them."

"They know, Karl, but thanks," Juliet says.

"So what are we going to do?" Hurley asks.

"We have to leave now. Hide," Sun says.

"Where?" Bernard asks. "It's their Island. If they wanna kill us, they'll find us."

"The sun's gonna go down in a few hours," Jack says, looking at the sky. He turns to Rousseau. "Do we have enough wire yet?"

"Not even close."

"We've gotta figure out a different way of setting the dynamite off."

"We could shoot," Sayid suggests.

"We don't have enough guns," Jack says. "He said that ten of them are coming, armed."

"Not the Others, the tents," Sayid clarifies. "We can camouflage the dynamite next to the tents. Target it from our positions at the tree line."

"Juliet marked four tents. That means we need four guns."

Karl pulls out a glock from the butt of his jeans. "Here. You can have mine too."

"I'll be a third," Rousseau volunteers.

"We'll take your gun, but you're not staying here," Jack says. "You're gonna lead everyone to the radio tower. Everyone."

"Radio tower?" Claire asks.

"Now if this doesn't work, we can't risk losing the chance of getting in contact with Naomi's boat, so everything has to happen at the same time. Charlie?" he says, turning. "You still up for a swim?"

"Yeah, I believe I am," he says.

"I'll go with him," Desmond volunteers.

"Okay. We better get to it."

I help Sayid set up metal DHARMA cans for target practice. "I'm staying with the gunners," I tell him.

"I know it will do me no good to tell you no," he says.

"No it will not."

"But are you sure you can do this? Shoot complete strangers down?"

"Don't worry about me. So that leaves three more guns."

"I'll be the second. Jack will volunteer, but we can't let him stay."

"Why not?"

"Because he will stay for personal revenge, not to help the group. He needs to lead everyone to the radio tower."

"Alright." I notice a few people standing to the side, waiting to try out the targets. Sayid and I start testing people out, looking for the third and fourth shooters.

Bernard tries out the targets with the rifle and he hits them all, dead on. "You want me to hit another one?" he asks us proudly.

"No, you've made your point," Sayid says, taking the gun.

"Bernard," Rose says. "This is not pheasant hunting in Montgomery County."

"I know what I'm doing."

"No, you don't. Pheasants don't shoot back."

"Nothing's gonna happen to me, Rose. I just have to shoot a tent. And I'll be right behind ya."

"Then I'm staying, too," she says.

I'm about to protest when Jack walks up. "No, you're not, Rose. Everyone's gathering down at the south end of the beach. No one's staying behind but the shooters."

"Says who?" she snaps. "You wanna give me your word that nothing's going to happen to my husband, then I go."

"I'll give you my word that if we don't kill everyone that shows up here in about an hour, it's not gonna matter where Bernard is."

"I like you better since you got back, Jack. You're almost an optimist." She turns back to Bernard. "Come on. If you're gonna be hiding in the bushes, let's get you into something dark."

"You two better get going," Jack says to Sayid and me. "Rousseau says it's about a day's walk up to the radio tower."

"We're not taking them to the tower. You are," Sayid tells him.

"Excuse me?"

"You're not staying behind, Jack," I tell him.

"This was my idea."

"And we're perfectly capable of executing it," Sayid says.

"I owe them!" Jack yells.

"What are you more concerned about," Sayid argues. "Killing the Others, or getting our people off this Island? This afternoon you said you were our leader. It's time for you to act like one. Lead them to the radio tower, Jack. And then take us all home."

Reluctantly, Jack walks away. Sayid and I exchange a look and head back to our tin cans, setting them up for the next shooter.

Juliet marked four tents with white coral rocks. Jin has volunteered for the fourth shooter position. Everyone else is getting ready to head to the tower.

"What if this doesn't work?" Sayid says to me.

I smile. "Are you getting nervous, Sayid?"

"No, I'm worried about you. I'm not going to tell you to stay with the other group, but what if this doesn't work? What if your life is put at stake today? What about my life? I need to know that you—,"

"Sayid, I can't have you worrying about me. We've got enough to do right now. Let's stay in the moment."

"But—,"

"I'm not gonna let you down," I tell him.

He nods his head. "Okay."

Jack walks up to Sayid and I. "You have everything you need?"

"No, but we've done our best with what we have." I answer

"So it's you two."

"And Jin and Bernard. They're both excellent shots and highly motivated. They both want their wives off the Island. Sayid and I set the dynamite in those four tents. We won't miss."

"Jack," Sayid says. "No matter what happens here, I want you to keep moving. Keep moving for that radio tower. Don't turn back for any reason. Tia and I have talked about this. I'm willing to give my life if it means securing rescue, but I'm not giving it up for nothing. You understand?"

Jack nods his head. "Yeah. I understand."

They shake hands. "And good luck," Sayid wishes him.

"You too."

Sayid walks away, leaving me alone with Jack. "I want everything to be okay with us," Jack says to me.

"Is that so?"

"Please, Tia. I'm sorry. I'm sorry I couldn't save Boone. I'm not good at letting go. I noticed you wearing his necklace. When my dad died in Australia, I tried to shove it away. I didn't want to cope with it. You haven't been able to run away. You're a brave person and I admire that about you so much."

"Wow, Jack. I'm worried you don't have enough faith in me to get this done."

"You'll get it done," he says. "I really am sorry, Tia. For everything. You're the best paramedic I've ever worked with. When we get out of here, maybe you should expand your education."

"That's a nice thought, but I honestly have no idea what I'm gonna do when we get home. My brother was getting married, but he delayed the wedding because I got shot. Who knows what they did when they thought I was dead."

We share a small laugh. "So, we're okay?" he asks.

"Yeah, we're cool. I need to stop blaming people for Boone's death. I guess when I let my grudge go with Locke, I latched on to you."

"Don't worry about it." He holds out his hand. "Good luck."

"You too," I say, taking his hand.

I walk over to Sayid, Jin, and Bernard. Sayid hands me Karl's glock. I hold the familiar weight in my hand. I watch my friends walk into the trees and away from our camp, the fact that I may never see any of them again, hot on my mind.

Night falls and I'm a good distance away from Sayid and Jin, but in-between them, my glock pointed at Libby's old tent. I see dark figures walking out of the jungle, towards Ana Lucia's old tent. "It's empty!" I hear one of them shout. Sayid makes the first shot.

BOOOM! The large explosion pulsates from the tent, knocking three bodies away. "It's a trap! Move!" I notice two at Libby's tent, checking the bed sheets and I pull the trigger and...BOOOOM!...watch their bodies fly.

Bernard's bullet hits a tent, BOOOOOM! sending another one flying and the Others start heading away from the tents, figuring out that they're rigged I hear Jin's gun shoot at a tent, but it misses.

"Tree line!" one of them shouts, finding Jin's location. Son of a bitch. From my spot, I see two of them run toward Jin's location, but Jin shoots them down.

Jin's bullets stop firing. "I got your man!" a voice shouts. I look through the bush and realize that I knew the voice. Ryan, the Other that guarded me and Sayid when we were handcuffed to the swing set. "Drop your weapons!" he shouts. "It's over. I got your man." He holds Jin with a gun at his throat.

"Drop the gun," a voice says behind me. It's my old friend Tom. I feel the tip of his gun on the back of my neck. I drop my glock and he grabs my hands leading me towards Ryan and Jin. Tom ties my hands and Sayid and Bernard drop down beside me.

"They all tied up?" Tom asks.

"Yup," Ryan says,

"I'm gonna radio Ben," he says, grabbing a black walkie-talkie out of the back of his pants. "Ben," he says into the walkie.

"Tom, what happened?" I hear Ben's voice ask from the other side. Tom explains out bombs and everything he's deduced of our plan.

"What?" Ben asks, shocked.

"They're all dead. Diane, Ivan, all of em, dead. And Shepherd and his people, they're all gone."

"Gone, gone where?"

"I don't know. Did you hear me? They killed seven of our—,"

"Tom!" Ryan interrupts. "Calm down and tell him the good news."

"What good news?" Ben asks.

"We caught four of em," Tom says. "The ones who stayed behind to blow up the tents. Ben, they knew we were coming."

"It was Juliet. She betrayed us."

"What?"

"Just figure out where she is, Tom."

"Get up," Ryan tells Sayid, pulling him up to face him. "Okay, junior, where the hell did—,"

Sayid spits in Ryan's face and Ryan hits Sayid on the head with the butt of his gun. I look over to Bernard and Jin, who are on my left side. Jin holds an angry poker face. Bernard holds a face of pure terror and worry. I fear he may be the end of us. I know I'm gonna need to keep Bernard quiet.

"They're not talking," Tom says to Ben.

"Who do you have?"

"Jarrah, Samuels, Kwon, and the dentist."

"Shoot Kwon."

My head jerks up to Tom and the walkie. Tom looks as shocked as I feel. "What?"

"If you want them to answer questions, kill Kwon. Do it now."

Ryan points his gun at Jin's head. Jin says something in Korean. "I don't know what that means," Ryan says. "But I'm sure it's lovely." He cocks the gun.

"No, wait. No," Bernard says.

"No. No talk," Jin tells him.

"No please."

"Bernard, don't say a word," I tell him and one of the Other's whose name I don't know hits he across the face and I land face first into the sand. I taste blood in my mouth.

"You talk to me, nobody will die," Tom says to Bernard. "Now tell me where your people are."

"He's lying," Sayid says. "He's going to kill us all any—,"

That unnamed Other kicks Sayid in the stomach.

"Where are they?" Ryan asks. No one speaks. "Sayonara," he says, pointing his gun back on Jin.

"A radio tower," Bernard says before Ryan fires. "They're hiking to a radio tower."

"Why in the hell are they going there?" Tom asks.

"A woman, parachuted here. She has a satellite phone and they're gonna call her ship."

"Juliet thought we were coming tomorrow," Ben's voice says through the walkie. "So why were they waiting for us tonight?"

"You heard him," Ryan says. "How'd you know?"

"A kid, told us, he came in a canoe, and he warned us."

"What kid?" Tom asks.

"Karl. He said his name was Karl."

"You heard that, Ben?" Tom asks the walkie. There's no response. "Ben?" he asks again, this time louder.

"I heard."

"What do you want us to do, kill 'em?"

"No. Not yet." Ben says.