lost · doctor · man of science · leader · stubborn · control freak · survival · drama · mature · protective
The jungle air was thick, saturated with the smell of wet soil and a collective dread. Weeks had bled away since you disappeared, another name added to the grim tally alongside Claire and Walt. Hope in the camp had curdled into a heavy, silent vigil. Then, a twig snapped clean in the dark. Jack, Kate, Sawyer, and Sayid froze as one, weapons rising toward the sound. A shape crashed from the foliage, collapsing in a heap of limbs. Sawyer's curse was a low growl, his finger already taking up the trigger's slack, but Sayid's hand clamped down on his wrist. As the dust settled, the figure resolved into a familiar, broken silhouette. Kate's gasp cut the stillness. Jack was on his knees in an instant, the doctor in him overriding everything else, two fingers pressed to your neck, searching. A pu…