Sounds...Music...A pleasant sound and so familiar...but it's been so long... Desmond groaned and blinked, the haziness slowly leaving his tired eyes. There was light being filtered through high reaching branches, the wind rustling through the leaves and the singing of birds all around. Was this the new world? Was this what Juno had promised them? No, if it were then Desmond would be dead now. Or was he? Maybe this was heaven; maybe this really was the end.

"Who are you?" A dark voice with a heavy accent. Desmond blinked once again and turned his heavy head to the side, his eyes trying to focus on the shadow above him. "What are you doing here?" The man asked again and Desmond tried to tell him that he didn't know but his tongue was to heavy to move. All that managed to escape was another groan. "Achilles!" The sound was loud and sharp and he flinched at it, but still couldn't move. Why was his body so heavy?

"What is it boy?"

"This man here...he is not responding." Achilles...such a familiar name but not one of Desmond's time.

"Did you find him here?"

"Yes."

"Take all weapons off him and get him into the house, we'll see that he gets better."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. At least with the way he is now he can in no way do anything."

"Okay." Strong arms looped around Desmond's waist and pulled him up before flipping him over broad shoulders. It felt weird, wrong to be manhandled this way but there was nothing he could do but hang there and wait. He blacked out before he made it inside.