"Making you go on the plane" she whispered

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"No...it wasn't your fault..." she said.


Kate walked down the beach toward Jack, but saw two girls sitting together, one crying. She walked over toward them. "Hey," she said, sitting down.

Jessie looked up at her.

"You guys alright?" she asked.

"Yeah...I'm fine, but..." she looked at Crystal.

"What's the matter?" asked Kate, putting her hand on the girl's shoulder.

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Locke woke up into screams and raised his head quietly, then he turned to stare at his feet and his toe moved. Locke blinked his eyes quickly to make sure he wasn`t hallusinating, no it was working. He got up putting his shoe on his feet. He got up slightly smiling and looked around the wreckage.

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Crystal looked up and shook her head, "Nothing" she said quietly

Claire looked around in tears her stomach was hurting worse then it ever had before

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"Are you sure?" asked Kate gently.

"Our...." Jessie cleared her throat. "Well, my mother, her aunt, died in the crash, and now it's just the two of us," said Jessie, almost choking up.

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Crystal looked at the ground, "we'll be saved soon, right?"

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"I hope so," said Jessie, who looked at Kate. In her eyes, she saw the 'I-don't-know,' but she said,

"Yeah..I hope so too."

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Locke looked troughout the beach and found his suitcase, he kneeled before it with a smile and opened it. He looked at the inside quickly and then clapped it closed, he took his bag and suitcase before he walked farther down the beach where he sat down to look at the sea.

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Crystal coughed and looked around, "we should find our bags..." she said quietly

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After Kate had left, Jessie sighed. "Good idea.." she said, trying to stand up. She looked around for her duffle bag - a black one with a sky blue Nike sign.

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Crystal looked around for her bag smiling slightly as she saw her bag, at least her iPod was safe

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Jessie walked until she saw a man with dirty blonde hair, a blue shirt, and jeans sitting by a piece of metal from the crash, next to which was her bag. She sighed and walked up to him, her knee still hurting. "Excuse me, sir, you have my bag," she said.

"Oh, I'm sorry," he said in a Southern accent, though all he did was light a cigarette, and he made no move to hand it to her.

She scowled and took a few steps closer to him. "Excuse me, it's my <i>luggage</i>, it has the things I need to <i>survive.</i>"

"Really," he said, taking the cigarette out of his mouth and looking up at her. "And I suppose that you can't survive without this..." he held up a black iPod Nano.

"That was a <i>Christmas gift!</i>" she almost shouted, her face starting to twist into a scowl.

The man shrugged and put the cigarette back into his mouth. Jessie was getting fed up. She took one more step and kicked his side with enough strength to send a soccer ball across a field. "I said, <i>'Give me my bag</i>.'"

"Ow.." said the man softly, barely audibly. He looked up at her. "Wh's your name?" he asked.

She studied him, then said, "Jessie. Jessie Holliday."

"You from the States?" he asked.

"Born and raised," she said, chin high.

He nodded, then asked, "What part?"

"Los Angeles, now please give me my bag before I have to kick you again!" she said.

He studied her, then put his cigarette in his mouth and handed her the bag. She took it, then added, "And the iPod."

He looked at her, then handed over the black object with white headphones. She grabbed it from his hand and started toward where Crystal was sitting. She suddenly stopped, turned around, and asked him, "What's <i>your</i> name?"

He looked at her, then answered, "Sawyer."

She nodded, then turned back to walk toward Crystal.

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Crystal smiled at Jessie and the other man, "he see,ms nice" she said sarcaastically but still quietly

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Locke sat quietly looking at the sun, but turned his head to look at a man talking to a girl whom was asking for her bag. Locked smiled slightly, but turned away pondering about the crash and the miracle.

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Crystal sighed and turned to her cousin, "I might aswell go and make some friends" she said as she threw her bag over her should and sat next to man who looked kind of weird... scary. But she didn't mind, "Hi, I'm Crystal"

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Locke turned his head after a while and then looked at with a slight smile.

"Locke.."

He turned his head back and looked at the sun.

"So crystal how did you end up on this flight?"

Locke suddenly asked.

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