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“Do you really think we should have let her go in there alone?” Charlie asked.

“She wasn’t alone. She was with Locke,” Shannon said. Personally she didn’t care what these people did. The only thing she was certain of was that she was not going back into that jungle.

It was then that they heard something moving through the jungle. There was a large roar.

“I’m going after them,” Jack said as he put on a backpack and headed into the jungle. The others watched him go.

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Buffy pushed her way father into the jungle when she heard Michael yelling, “You killed my son!”

Locke followed behind her, running. It felt so good to be able to run again. He had been paralyzed in a wheel chair for so long that he had forgotten what it felt like to feel his legs working, moving beneath him, carrying his body to its destination.

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Locke woke up on the beach after the plane crash. As he came to the sounds of destruction and chaos filled his ears. He could see people running around him screaming. Many people were dead, others had major injuries, some (the lucky ones) only minor. He looked over to his right and saw his wheel chair lying next to him. He tried to wiggle his toes and was surprised to find out the he was able to, surprised he had feeling in the bottom of his body. Slowly, he propped himself up and got to his feet. He walked a few feet, stumbling and struggling a little like a new born calf. Eventually he found his footing and began to walk like nothing had ever happened, like he had never been paralyzed. “Like riding a bike,” Locke said to himself as he walked off to help, to gives some order to this chaos.

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When they found Michael, Cameron was just about to take a bite out of him. Quickly Buffy wrenched the vampire off him and pushed him away.

“Slayer,” Cameron hissed at her in full game face.

“You got that right,” Buffy said as he lunged for her but she stepped out of the way causing him to miss his target.

Buffy punched him hard in the face and he quickly retaliated, kicking her hard in the stomach and causing her to bend over in pain. Cameron grabbed her hair a pulled her head back with a violent tug that caused Buffy to gasp in pain. Buffy elbowed Cameron in the face causing him to let go of her and grab his nose which was now broken.

“Is this normal?” Michael asked Locke but Locke just stayed silent, watching Buffy as she worked.

Buffy kicked Cameron sending him to the ground and then she quickly grabbed a branch, plunging it into the vampire’s heart and causing him to explode into dust. She looked over at Michael and Locke. Michael looked like he was in shook but Locke didn’t seemed too surprised but what he had seen. But before anyone could ask any questions, they heard something coming through the trees.

“The monster,” Buffy gasped as they heard it coming towards then and they all began to run.

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“Hey, Sayid did you move Walt?” Hurley asked, walking over to him.

“What? No,” Sayid said.

“Uh-oh.”

“Uh-oh? What is that suppose to mean?” Charlie asked, getting a little worried.

“Nothing,” Hurley replied.

“No, that wasn't a nothing uh-oh that was a oh shit we’re in big trouble uh-oh?”

“Walt’s not….his body. It’s gone.”

“How is that possible?” Shannon asked, “Dead people don’t just get up and walk away.”

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Jack was running through the jungle, looking for Locke, Buffy, and Michael when someone ran into him and they fell over.

“Buffy!” Jack said.

“Hi, no time to talk we have to go now!” she said, helping him to his feet as the four of them began to run. They could hear the monster. It was right behind them.

Buffy looked behind, trying to see what it was that was trying to kill everyone. That’s when she felt the ground under her give way and she began to fall down a metal shoot. The others were falling with her as well and they all hit the bottom with a loud thump. Buffy looked up but she couldn’t see anything. It was still night and very dark. She looked around her, trying to get her bearings and figure out where she was but it was very dark where they were too.

“Is everyone okay?” Jack asked.

“Yeah,” Michael replied.

“I’m good,” Locke said as they all began to stand up.

“Buffy?” Jack asked.

“I’m fine,” she said.

“Hey you guys I feel something on this wall,” Michael said as he flipped the switch and watched as the entire place illuminated with light, electricity.

“Guys, where are we?” Buffy asked.

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Sayid sat down next to Shannon on the beach, where she was looking out into the ocean.

“Do you think we’ll be rescued,” Shannon asked, “Tell the truth.”

Sayid was surprised by the way she said it for the first time she sounded scared and serious, not just like another spoiled little rich girl. He smiled at her, “I don’t know.”

“The distress signal. She was…She still is here after 16 years and no one ahs come. And that thing in the jungle that monster. What’s keeping it from coming and attacking us or that thing that killed Walt who says it’s not going to come back?” At this point Shannon was frantic and losing her cool but she didn’t care. She should care. Usually her image was what mattered most to her but for some reason around Sayid she felt like she could bear all.

“Don’t worry, I’ll protect you,” Sayid said. He didn’t know why but he wanted to take care of Shannon and protect her from anything that might harm.

Shannon smiled but then she began to cough, “I can’t breath,” she gasped.

“Someone help!”

“What is it? What’s wrong? Shannon?” Boone yelled, knelling down next to his sister.

“She said she can’t breath,” Sayid said.

“She has as asthma, she’s having an attack. Where’s Jack?”

“He went into the jungle, to find the others. Does she have medication?”

“We couldn’t find it. I think it was lost at sea. It was in a light green toiletry bag.”

“I saw it,” Hurley said, “Sawyer had it.”

Sayid got up and went over to Sawyer, “Where is it?”

“Where’s what?”

“Where is Shannon’s asthma medication?”

“I don’t have the princess’s medicine,” Sayid punched him and Sawyer massaged his jaw, “What are you here white knight now or is this little act just to get her to have a roll in the sack with you?”

Sayid punched him again and this time Sawyer punched him back.

“Hey!” Boone yelled from where he was taking care of Shannon, “This isn’t solving anything.”

“He’s right,” Sayid said backing down.

“Listen, I don’t have her medicine, okay? If I did I would have made and offer to sell it to you already,” Sayid punched him, one last time and began to walk off, “I was telling the truth.”

“I know,” Sayid said.

“I can help,” the Asian woman said.

Everyone looked at her in shock even her husband.

“You speak English,” Hurley said.

“Yes,” she replied, “My name is Sun and this is my husband Jin.”

Jin just looked at her, he face displaying the betrayal he felt. He hadn’t known she could speak English. She had lied to him. He turned and walked away.

Sun ran towards him, speaking hurriedly in her native tongue. No one knew it exactly what they were saying but it was evident that she was begging and pleading with him to understand but he felt too betrayed and turned away from her, coldly. He walked away, leaving her crying.

Boone went to her, “I’m sorry, but if you can help my sister please,” he said, his tone warm and comforting.

Sun dried her eyes, “I can help her. I just need to collect a few herbs.”

“I’ll help you,” Sayid said as they both walked into the jungle to search for a cure for Shannon, who was now barley breathing.

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“He didn’t know,” Sayid said.

“No,” Sun said, grabbing some herbs and instructing Sayid to do the same.

“Why?”

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Sun is sleeping on the couch of an upscale apart when she is awoken by the sound of the front door opening and her husband coming in. Quickly Jin runs into the bathroom without even stopping to greet his wife.

“Are you alright?” Sun asked in Korean. She wears a concerned look upon her face.

Jin ignores her as he washes his hands, which are covered in blood. His shirt is stained with it as well.

“Please talk to me. Are you hurt? What happened to you? What were you doing? Whose blood is this? What were you doing? What happened?”

“I was working.”

“Doing what? What do you do for my father? Look at me? Answer me. Look at me.”

Jin pushes her away and she slaps him across the face in response. He restrains himself from hitting her, but gives her a mean look.

“I do whatever your father tells me. I do it for us.”

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“Your husband told me that money is not object to re-decorate this place. You're a very lucky wife,” the interior decorate told Sun.

Jin had told her to hire one. He didn’t say it but Sun knew it was to make up for all the late hours he worked and everything that had happened. He was constantly buying her lavish gifts to conceal the fact that he was never around and to hide their failing marriage.

Sun had often thought of divorce but it was unacceptable in Korea and it would bring her family to shame. Her father had be disappointed at first by her choice of marriage because Jin was below her class but eventually he had warmed up to him and given him a good job so he could support his daughter and give her the life she had become accustomed to.

“Let's look at the apartment from the bedroom, shall we?” Sun said, leaving her husband in the living room.

“Are you sure about this?” the decorator asked in English when they were safely inside the bedroom and out of earshot.

“Yes.”

“You've taken your lessons?”

“Yes.”

“Do you realize that your husband and your father will do everything they can to find you? Are you sure you and your husband can't reconcile?” Sun stayed silent as she was handed an American passport, “During your trip, at the airport, at 11:15. . . You make an excuse and walk out of the airport. Bring nothing! A car will be waiting. For the first week your family will assume you've been kidnapped. You will stay out of sight until they come to think you are dead. After that you will be free to move wherever you want. Now, tell me when.”

“The airport, 11:15.”

“Again.”

“11:15. 11:15. 11:15.”

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Sun stood with her husband in the Sydney airport. Sun looks at Jin and he smiles at her. She looks at the clock, which reads 1:15. She can see a black car waiting outside the airport. Again she looks at her husband, trying to decide what she really wants. She loves him. She whispers something to his in Korean and walks away. She stands in the middle of the lobby staring at the car. She looks over at Jin who holds up a white flower. The gesture is simple but sweet. She joins him in line and he hands her the white flower. She takes one last glance at the car and watches as it pulls away.

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“I’d rather not say,” she said, her voice hinted with a touch of finality, “I think we have everything.”

“Let’s go back then,” Sayid said leading the way to the beach.

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Boone watched as Sun rubbed the herbal remedy she had mixed on Shannon’s chest and she began to breathe again.

“That was amazing,” Boone said, “Where’d you learn to do that?”

“Family remedy, my mother taught it to me.”

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Some of Sun's flashbacks were taken from the orginal script.


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