DISCLAIMER: I don't own Lost, or any of its characters- if I did, wouldn't I be getting some of these ideas onto a tv screen, rather than a computer screen?

I'm really sorry if the spacing is not showing up- when I go to my preview mode, the spaces are all there but when people view the story, they tell me its all squished together. Any ideas on how to fix this? Please leave any suggestions as a review. But don't let that stop you from reading the fanfic! It's really good:D

Note: This is my first Lost fanfic, so please review and let me know what I should improve on, or what I've been doing great on. From now on, all flashbacks will be italicized, while the present time on the island is just the regular font. Enjoy the story and be sure to check back for updates!

"Sayid! Sayid!" yelled Shannon so loudly that her voice reverberated in the air. Sayid woke up with a jolt and came to Shannon's rescue, the one woman he would do anything for.

"Shannon, what's wrong? Are you ok?" said Sayid quickly and to the point.

"Boone.. Boone.. I.. He's, he's there! Out there!" yelled Shannon, pointing her finger wildly at the black nothingness that stared out at them from the forest.

All the survivors, who were camped out on the island, except for Jack, Kate, Hurley and Locke whose duties belonged in the hatch well at least most of them, had waken up to Shannon's antics. They didn't offer her looks of sympathy however. They grumbled and went back to sleep, as Shannon had been having what seemed to be a recurring nightmare for a week now.

"Shannon, it's just a dream. Just a dream," said Sayid to alleviate her.

"Sayid, please. Listen to me.."

"Shannon, you must get some sleep.

'Sayid, no, you don't…"

But Sayid interrupted again in a somewhat forceful tone. "Shannon, you must get some sleep now!"

"SAYID!" yelled Shannon loudly. Some of the survivors started packing their things and walked to the other end of the beach where they might be able to get some more peace.

"Shannon, listen to me."

"NO SAYID, YOU LISTEN TO ME NOW!"

Sayid gave up, he decided to listen to what Shannon would have to say. Maybe her talking about it will help her, thought Sayid to herself.

"We need to go to the forest right now. Next to the ship. The ship he fell off of. He's there. Now. Please, Sayid. Please." There was a desperate tone in her voice.

"Shannon." Sayid grabbed her by the shoulders.

"We will go now," and with that Shannon gave Sayid an embrace, crying into his sleeve.

She knew Boone was there. She knew he was.

Maybe there is some truth to this, thought Sayid to himself. And with that he picked Shannon up from the ground, took her hand, and led her into the forest.

Meanwhile during the night, it was Jack's turn for the shift. He needed to press the button every 108 minutes, even though he didn't think the island would blow up. Locke came in carrying some wires and said, "Tired Jack?" with that amused smile of his.

"Hell yeah, I'm tired. I'm pressing a button, on account of a whole bunch of lies. I don't believe this bull. So why am I doing this?" said Jack, working up a sweat.

"You're doing it, because you care about everyone Jack. You're doing it because you're the leader of our pack."

With that, Locke walked right up to Jack, knelt down before the computer next to him, and said, "You need to do this."

Jack nodded and turned to face the screen. There was that symbol staring back at him. Locke patted Jack on the shoulder and walked into another room into the hatch, obviously trying to fix something. Jack turned towards the screen. He really didn't know why he was doing this. He folded his arms over his chest and wondered deep in thought…

Whhhooooosssh…

Jack heard the noise. How long had he been in thought? Just a few minutes he thought, as he looked at the countdown to the end of 108 minutes changing right in front of him. He turned towards Locke, but Locke had his back towards him, humming away, busy at what he was doing. He walked towards the noise, in the main computer room, and out the next, when he saw some steam coming out of a door. What was going on behind that door, he wondered?

He pulled open the door and to his surprise, he saw Kate with a towel around her, her back towards him.

She turned around, and her heart skipped a beat.

But she managed to say, "Well, hi."

"Hey," said Jack in a sheepish grin.

Kate stepped out in just the towel.

Jack stared at her. He wish he could explain his feelings towards her, but he knew it wouldn't be so easy for him to say, "I love you." But, he decided, if Kate didn't like him, that would be ok with him. Jack was a respectable man. He would never do anything that could hurt anyone in any way.

He found himself staring, so he quickly stammered, "How's the shower?"

"Well, the pressure sucks, the water gets cold, and sometimes it smells like sulfur. But hey, it's a shower."

"Yeah, it is," chuckled Jack.

"You could use a shower," said Kate, looking into Jack's eyes.

"Maybe later," replied Jack, with that amused smile of his.

Kate loved that smile of his. She wanted to tell him how she felt. She was just confused. She couldn't trust Jack, but this was the first time in a long time where she felt she could talk to a person about anything.

"Well, I'll leave the shampoo for you." And with that she took her steps away from him.

She walked out the room, and leaned against the wall. Maybe Jack really did like her. She had seen something flicker in his eyes. Something that amused him. She knew Jack really cared about her. And she really did care about him. Kate was an independent woman after all. She picked up her courage. It was either now or never. She decided to talk to him. She walked back towards Jack, who was still standing in the same position, deep in thought.

"Jack."

Jack turned and saw that it was Kate. He was surprised- did she want to talk about something? Oh, how he cared about her. He really did have feelings for her. But he didn't want to approach her. What if he hurt her feelings?