Summary: What if Jack had a daughter? How would she change the Losties lives? Jack's past is totally different and the island will never be the same.
Jack Shephard sat in seat 23A next to his eighteen year old daughter, Cassie, on Oceanic Flight 815. They were heading back to LA X after a vacation in Australia that Jack had given his daughter for her senior year. Jack looked out the window pensively as Cassie read Gone With the Wind for the fifteenth time.
The flight attendant, Cindy Chandler, comes by and asks them how their drinks are.
"It's not a very strong drink," was Jack's lukewarm response. Cindy hands him two more of the sample bottles of vodka.
"Mine is fine, thanks," Cassie nodded with a smile, sipping her mug of coffee.
Cassie had dark hair like her father and an angelic face with blue eyes like her mother. She was somewhat surprised when her father got the tickets. They never spend time together. He was very proud of her though, she knew that much. She was going to become a spinal surgeon just like her father and he was happy about her decision. Cassie wore a thin white tee, jean shorts, a silver locket with her deceased mothers photo inside and a pair of Ariat walking boots her father got her the Christmas before when they were in the Adirondacks. She texted furiously to her friend Caroline about plans before going to college, brunch at the country club was Cassie's idea.
"Are you nervous?" her father asked.
"Going to college," he responded, "It's a big move ya know?"
"Yeah, I know. But no, I'm not nervous. I'm more excited than nervous."
Jack smiled at his daughter, "That's good, I'm glad."
The plane shook with light turbulence and Cassie clutched onto the arm of the chair with her right and quickly grasped her father's hand with her left. She wasn't nervous about college, but she was definitely nervous on planes.
"Don't worry," a voice next to her said in a calm voice, "my absent husband says planes want to stay in the air."
Cassie opened her closed eyes and saw a woman with a welcoming face smiling kindly at her.
"Your husband sounds like a smart man," Jack said.
"I'll tell him that when he comes back from the bathroom."
Suddenly the plane started to shake more violently before making a sharp, uncontrolled decent. Some of the passengers fell out and some even hit the cabin roof. To Cassie's horror an oxygen mask fell in front of her. Jack and Cassie secured the masks on their faces before closing their eyes and waiting for it to end.
Cassie's eyes shot open, revealing her beautiful sky blue irises. She looked up at the island trees above her she tried to get up, but a shooting pain shot through her spine. Cassie looked down and saw that a huge rock dug into her right leg. She couldn't feel that leg. A metallic taste dripped into her mouth and her hand quickly went to her head. A huge gash was in her forehead. She screamed for help, but she couldn't hear her own voice. Her ears felt like they were stuffed with cotton. Cassie looked down at her legs with tears streaming down her face. She used to play volleyball, softball, field hockey and she used to dance ballet.
It was never going to be the same.
Different thoughts rushed through Cassie's mind. Like if there were any survivors and if there were was her dad one of them? How'd she get out this deep into the jungle? Should she get the rock out of her leg? Is she going to die out here?
Jack ran haphazardly through the bamboo jungle, screaming for Cassie along the way, but of course there was no reply. I lost my daughter; I lost my daughter, were the only four words that ran through his mind. He burst out of the jungle only to find a pristine beach damaged by the burning mid-section of the plane. People screamed and cried for lost ones just like Jack was doing a few minutes earlier. He looked around for Cassie, but did not see her. Jack, being a doctor started helping people. He pulled a passenger with a crushed leg out from one of the planes detached landing wings with the help of three other men. Jack then helped an 8 month pregnant woman away from the wreckage with the help of a rather large man. This is just what Jack does, he's a doctor. Jack then caught somebody performing CPR wrong.
After the rush Jack wandered toward the fuselage and peered in, not knowing what he would find, perhaps his daughter. Boone, the person performing CPR wrong, came to Jack with a bunch of pens in his hands, "I didn't know which one would work best."
Without looking at them he said, "They are all good…have you seen a girl with dark brown hair in a white T-shirt and shorts around here?"
Boone shook his head solemnly, "No, I haven't…sorry." He walked away to his sister, Shannon.
Nighttime fell upon the losties and no one has seen Cassie. Sawyer smoked a cigarette grimly while looking at the wreckage, the pregnant woman, Claire, stared off into the ocean, the large man, Hurley, gathered meals from the galley and the lady sitting next to Cassie, Rose, tearfully kissed her wedding ring. Jack was tending to an unconscious Edward Mars and in the night they all heard the mechanical sounding noises from the jungle in fear. After hearing the noises Jack worried that whatever was out there had gotten Cassie.
Sawyer was never one to hang out around big groups that he didn't care for. As Jack, Kate and Charlie went out searching for the cockpit and the little gizmo inside, Sawyer went searching for lost luggage. As he trekked through the jungle picking up random junk as he went along. Sawyer was about to leave before he heard someone cry out, "Help!"
Sawyer turned around quickly and called out, "Hello?"
"Help!" there he heard it again.
He walked further into the jungle as a downpour started to come down on him, "Where are ya?" he called out.
"Over here," it sounded like a girl, Sawyer knew that much. His boots sloshed around in the mud as he walked further and further in. He suddenly tripped on something. Sawyer looked down only to realize it was a person's leg. It was a girl. Sawyer didn't know her, but he didn't care. She was unconscious and Sawyer saw that a tree limb had fallen from the storm and hit her in the head. She had damp and dirty Cherry Coke curls. Pale skin and wore a white T-shirt. A sharp rock pierced her right leg. She was beautiful; no doubt about it, but Sawyer didn't know what to do. Sawyer kneeled down pushed some hair out of her face, "Hey," he murmured, "Wake up now, don't be dead on me." Sawyer pressed his head lightly against her chest and could hear a slow heartbeat. Right when he thought it was about to stop it gave off another soft beat. Her eyes fluttered open and out loud Sawyer said, "So you're the Docs daughter," remembering the doctor asking if he's seen his daughter, giving the description.
"Please," she choked out, "Help me." Her big blue eyes, the color of heaven, Sawyer thought, pleaded with him.
"But your leg-," Cassie cut him off.
"I can't feel it."
Sawyer's eyes went wide as hers started to close. She kept on murmuring, "Please help me…"
He's never saved someone's life before, but it's always a good time to start. Sawyer slowly got the rock out of her leg; since she didn't wake up from unconsciousness he believed that she really couldn't feel her legs. He scooped her thin and small body into his arms, her legs flailing around helplessly while her head was burrowed into his chest. As he got out of the jungle, the rain started to cease.
Shannon, who was bathing in her newly found bathing suit, jumped up and said rather loudly, "Oh my god he found her!"
Boone looked up and his eyes widened at the sight of the girls bloody body. He ran over to Sawyer and soon a bunch of others were following, crowding around him. "What happened man?" Boone asked.
"I don't know, I found her like this. She said she can't feel her legs. Back off Beach Boy and give the girl some space."
Claire came over slowly too, rubbing her stomach, "Is she gonna be alright?" her Australian accent thick.
The Korean couple, Jin and Sun, was bickering in the distance. Jin was telling Sun that she shouldn't get herself involved, but Sun finally won, walking past him telling him that she needed to help with what she knew in the medical field.
Sawyer brought Cassie to the tent he built himself and set her down gently and then came outside to tell the others to back off and away from his tent. Sun rushed up to him and he put his hands up, "Slow down there, Tokyo Rose, no one is going in to see her until Doc is back from his little adventure."
Sun looked taken aback, but pointed to herself and after a moment of thinking slowly said, "I…help..."
Sayid came up to Sawyer, "Just let her in, she may not speak the language, but she may be able to help."
"And who the hell are you, boy?" Sawyer spat.
Then Michael came up with a worried expression on his face, Walt and Vincent close behind him, "Walt found these in the jungle," he said holding up a pair of handcuffs.
Sawyer glared at Sayid accusingly, "So that's what happened? You blew up the plane, terrorist!"
Sayid pushed Sawyer in the chest, "Don't ever accuse me of being a terrorist, ibn al-kalb!"
They got into a brawl and that's when Jack, Kate and Charlie got back from the trek, Hey, break it up!" Jack yelled putting an arm in front of Sayid as does Michael, "What's going on?"
"Gen-u-ine I-raqi here took down the plane. The boy found handcuffs in the jungle," Sawyer hissed.
"I am an Iraqi not a terrorist," Sayid said, sticking up for himself.
"The guy sitting next to the damn Arab didn't survive the crash…" Sawyer kept on going, "And buddy was pulled out of the line shortly before he boarded the plane."
"Guys, forget about you!" Boone interjected, turning over to Jack, "Sawyer found your daughter…"
Jack's mouth fell open, "What? Where is she? Is she okay?"
"She's in here, Doc," Sawyer said lifting up his tent door.
Jack rushed in and Sawyer followed, making sure no one else came in, "I found her in the jungle. A huge rock was in her right, which I got out. She said she couldn't feel the leg with the gash in it…"
"Get me bandages, antiseptic and water. Please hurry," Jack said. Sawyer did as he was told and Kate brought some other medical supplies from the tent that held Edward Mars.
Jack took off his backpack and got out the needle and thread package from the other day. With the alcohol he cleaned the bloody needle off and set it down. He thanked Sawyer and Kate and then started cleaning her wound. Cassie's eyes fluttered open at the sound of her father's voice and murmured, "Daddy?" like she did when she was a child.
"I'm right here sweetie," Jack said taking her hand. He couldn't help the tear that fell down his face.
"I can't feel it…"
"I know, but everything's going to be alright. Okay?" Jack tried to reassure his daughter.
Cassie looked down and saw her dad take out a needle. She watched as her father stitched up the wound that she was unable to feel. Every time he stuck the needle in her flesh she kept on hoping that she would feel something, but she felt nothing. Cassie clutched the sand as he stitched her head wound and bandaged it lightly.
Sawyer and Kate stayed and watched. Cassie sat up on her elbows, feeling better in the head, but obviously not in the legs. She looked at Sawyer with her big blue eyes, "What's your name?"
"Sawyer," he said dryly.
She smiled at him, "Well thank you Mr. Sawyer for bringing me back here. I could've died out there if you hadn't have come."
The corners of Sawyer's lips twitched up a bit and he nodded, "No problemo."
Kate looked over at Sawyer curiously, "What were you doing out there anyway?"
He shook his head, "Nothing. Does it matter?" and with that he walked out of the tent.
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