"Are you ready to go?" Locke's voice lifted Sawyer out of sleep. He turned on his side, his back facing Locke. "Sawyer?" Locke persisted. "It's time."
"I'm sleepin'." Sawyer replied gruffly.
Locke sighed and looked around to make sure no one was within earshot before sitting down on the sand. "I need to talk to you about your dream. Here is not the safest place to do it. We can talk as we walk through the jungle."
Sawyer, finally coming to the conclusion that he wasn't about to be left alone, sat up and glared menacingly at Locke. "You know what I do to people who wake me up?"
Locke smiled at him. "I've got water and knives." He told him, motioning to his back where his pack was in place. Sawyer's glare did nothing to faze him. "All you need to bring is yourself."
Sawyer sighed and got to his feet as Locke did the same. "And let me guess, you're packing that pretty little phone too, ain't ya?"
Locke nodded. "Of course." He made his way towards the jungle edge.
"Great." Sawyer shook his head and followed him in, still feeling half-asleep.
"There's something wrong with this picture." Jack stated as he watched the figures of Sawyer and Locke disappear into the jungle. He sat on the beach with a mango in his hand, it was all but forgotten.
Kate sat beside him. "I know. I think they're hiding something."
Jack nodded. "Did you see anything when you followed them the other day?"
She shrugged in reply. "Nothing overly special. There was this weird clearing though."
"Anything out of the ordinary about it?" Jack asked, turning his head to look at Kate. His eyes softened dramatically as she turned her own head to look at him.
"Nope, well, except the ball of…" She stopped herself. "I'm just going to go with 'nope'."
"Can you take me to it, do you think?" Jack asked. "Can you remember the way?"
"Why? You don't trust me?" Kate replied, defences rising. "I told you there's nothing there."
"I just want to check it out." Jack replied.
"Then you can get one of the men who retrieved Boone's body to show you." Kate replied, getting to her feet. "It's just a waste of time and I have better things to do." With that she started off in the direction that Sawyer and Locke had left by.
Jack sighed. "But I do trust you, Kate, why can't you see that?" He whispered softly.
"But you had never heard of the hatch before?" Locke asked as he made his way through a dense area of jungle. Sawyer was right behind him.
"Nope, not before the Scott decided to appear in my dream and let me know of it." Sawyer replied. He was sweating heavily and he was full of dirt. This was not his idea of a nice way to spend the afternoon.
"Interesting." Locke nodded his head slightly as he thought. "I wonder why the island picked you to start leading."
"Leading?" Sawyer replied as he got his foot caught in a root and just barely kept his balance.
"Yes, the dreams. The island uses them as a way to interact with us." Locke stated. "But I don't know why it picked you."
"Why thanks." Sawyer replied. "Maybe it's because I'm the only one on this God-forsaken island with-"
"Be quiet." Locke stopped abruptly and cut him off mid-sentence.
Sawyer just barely avoided colliding with him. "What is it now?"
Locke kept silent for a second before smiling. "Hi, Kate."
Sawyer gave him a look of disbelief. "You sufferin' from heat stroke there? I'm not Kate and in fact, now I'm a little insulted."
"You're insulted?" The female voice came out of the jungle from behind Sawyer.
He turned around to see Kate standing there with her hands on her hips. "What are you doin' here freckles?"
"Don't I have a right to be in the jungle?" Kate replied. "I hope I'm not interrupting anything."
"Still didn't answer my question." Sawyer pointed out.
"I don't need to." Kate replied. "But I'm going to let you guys know something. You have two choices, I continue to track you or you bring me along." She looked at Locke. "And I'm a lot more useful then him." She jabbed a finger in Sawyer's direction.
Locke thought for a second. "Alright, but what I show you stays between the three of us, deal?"
Kate nodded. "Deal."
Locke started walk again with Kate bringing up the rear. "We're almost there."
"Goody." Sawyer muttered.
'Sawyer." Kate called from behind him making him turn his head to look at her as he walked.
"What do you want, freckles?" He asked. His annoyance was evident.
"Nothing, just want to tell you to watch out for that-" Sawyer's head smacked hard against a thick branch and he reeled backwards. "branch." Kate giggled as Sawyer cursed.
"Who puts a damn branch right in the middle of a path anyway?" Sawyer asked eyeing the large tree connected to it.
"That tree apparently." Kate told him as she passed by him. "Consider that payback for the 'insulted' comment."
"Thanks Charlie, I appreciate this." Jack stated as Charlie led him into the circular clearing that Kate spoke about earlier.
"No problem, mate." Charlie replied. "But do you mind if I head back? I don't like leaving Claire by her lonesome."
"Go ahead." Jack smiled at him as he turned away to head back to camp.
Jack looked around at the clearing. There was nothing unusual about it except for the fact that it was a clearing in the middle of the jungle on a deserted island. He looked to the sky and noticed the branches of the tree's that surrounded the clearing. The branches didn't grow into the clearing, in fact, there were no branches growing on the clearing side of the trees at all.
Jack walked over to one of the trees and ran his hand up the trunk. There were no notches in the wood and no place where branches were cut off. The trees actually grew this way. He walked the edge of the clearing, looking for anything else that was particularly out of the ordinary and finding nothing. His brain wouldn't accept the clearing for coincidence though, there must have been something making this so. With a sigh he sat right in the middle of the clearing on the log that was there.
After a couple minutes he looked at the ground around him and a thought hit him. He got to his feet and bent over, successfully pushing the log out of it's previous spot. Jack's eyebrows lifted in surprise, underneath the log was a sheet of metal extending under the grass. He kneeled down to get a closer look at it. There was one little hole in the middle of it that the log seemed to be plugging.
A faint smell hit Jack's noise as he started to hear a hissing sound. There was something coming out of the hole. He stood up and started backing away. This was not good.
And then he fell to the ground.