Preview of RP post.

Day 90

After a few minutes in the comms room, Mikhail re-entered the room. Charlie and Zoe didn't take their eyes off of him. Zoe couldn't help but feel this sweep of cold dread overcome her. Whatever Ben had told Mikhail, she knew it wasn't good news.

"What did Ben say?" Greta asked as he walked back into the room.

"Can we kill them?" Bonnie asked hopefully.

"Is it possible to turn this equipment off?" Mikhail asked, ignoring both their questions.

"What?" Bonnie asked dumbfounded.

"The equipment that's jamming the Island, can you turn it off?" Mikhail repeated.

"Sure. Ben gave us the code." Greta responded.

"You are the only ones who have it?" Mikhail continued to question. Zoe frowned. Why was he asking so many questions about the station?

"Yeah. Why?" Bonnie asked, she too was dazed by Mikhail's behaviour.

"What would happen if this station were to be flooded?" Mikhail wondered.

"Nothing. The casing for the equipment is waterproof, it'll keep going forever." Greta explained.

"Then why do you need to be here?" Mikhail interrogated.

"Because Ben told us to. We were following orders." Bonnie replied defensively.

"And you never asked why?" Mikhail confirmed.

"No. Because I trust him. And I trust Jacob. And the minute I start questioning orders, this whole thing, everything that we're doing here falls apart." Bonnie answered him approvingly. Mikhail glanced to Greta.

"She makes an excellent point." He spoke, before withdrawing his gun, aiming briefly, and shot at her, Greta chocked and splashed into the moon pool, dead. Mikhail then quickly turned on Bonnie, who quickly realised what was going on, and turned to run, but Mikhail shot her in the back, and walked over to her, kicking her over on her front to face him.

"No, please!" Bonnie begged, but Mikhail aimed his gun at her.

"I'm sorry, Bonnie, I too am following orders." Mikhail spoke defiantly and cocked his gun to shoot, but Desmond burst out of his hiding place.

"Hey!" Desmond shouted, Mikhail turned to the source of the voice, and Desmond withdrew a spear gun, aimed and fired, shooting Mikhail in the chest. Zoe jumped and stared in shock as Mikhail collapsed to the ground. Bonnie made to grab for the gun, but Desmond beat her to it, and aimed it at her.

"No, Des! We need her!" Charlie protested, both he and Zoe reading in Desmond's eyes his intentions. Instead, Desmond ran over to them and untied them. Charlie and Zoe joined Desmond to Bonnie's side. She was going to die, no doubt about that.

"What's the code?" Charlie demmanded.

"Go away!" Bonnie ignored.

"Bonnie, let's just get this over with, OK? What's the code?" Charlie repeated.

"She's not gonna tell you, brother." Desmond interrupted in his usual thick Scottish accent.

"Yeah she's gonna tell me." Charlie responded confidently.

"What makes you say that?" Desmond asked.

"Because you said it's my destiny to turn off that jammer. OK, Bonnie, we're both gonna die down here. All right, let's be perfectly honest. A one-eyed maniac just killed your friend, he shot you in the back. It would appear that your glorious leader, Ben, put him up to it. Are you a sodding idiot? You have the opportunity to make Ben very very angry. Why would you not take that?" Charlie asked as Desmond sloped off to check everywhere all over the station.

"Five, four, five..." Bonnie began to reel off. Zoe repeated the numbers and order in her head immediately.

"What?" Charlie responded, he didn't realise at first she was giving him the code.

"Eight, seven, sev-..." Bonnie continued. Zoe added them to the sequence. Five, four, five, eight, seven, seven. Five, four, five, eight, seven, seven. Five, four, five, eight, seven, seven. She repeated the numbers in her head.

"Is that the code?" Charlie wanted to confirm, but Bonnie continued reeling numbers, and even Zoe couldn't keep it up anymore.

"Start again!" Charlie requested frantically.

"Six, one." Bonnie continued and her eyes shut as she slipped into unconciousness, her life was slipping away quickly, and they still didn't have the code.

"Stop, Bonnie. Start from the beginning, start again. Bonnie, Bonnie! Wake up, stop. Bonnie, start again!" Charlie begged frantically.

"Good vibrations." Bonnie whispered.

"What?" Charlie asked confused.

"Beach boys. Good vibrations. On the keypad, the numbers, they're notes. It was programmed by a musician." Bonnie opened her eyes to say, staring at Charlie, before she lost conciousness again, and slipped away from life completly. Zoe and Charlie exchanged significant looks.

"Des? There's diving gear in those racks, yeah?" Zoe asked.

"Aye, there's plenty." Desmond replied.

"Why don't you take care of that, We'll tap out "Good Vibrations."" Zoe suggested.

"All right." Desmond agreed and headed for the lockers.

"Hey, Des." Charlie called. Des paused and turned.

"Aye, brother?" He responded.

"You get any flashes?" Charlie asked.

"No, nuttin." Desmond responded, and continued on with his task.

"Meet you back here then." Charlie responded, and he and Zoe headed into the comms room. She had to think fast to stop Charlie. They entered the room and Charlie headed for the keypad, murmuring Good Vibrations.

"Charlie, stop, you don't want to do this!" Zoe spoke suddenly as Charlie began entering the code.

"What? Are you crazy? Don't you want to get rescued?" Charlie responded as he continued with the code, but Zoe grabbed his hands to stop him.

"The people on that boat aren't here to rescue us!" Zoe spoke urgently. "If they get in contact, they will come here, and kill everyone."

"Don't be ridiculous! Penny wouldn't do that!" Charlie responded and pulled his hands away to continue with the code, the familiar Beach Boys tune ringing in her ears, as she went into a sort of trance. She suddenly realised this place was familiar. She was experiencing deja vu. She had been here before, but when? She remembered being here with Charlie. The flashing light stopped, and she mildly heard Charlie mutter.

"So much for fate." He muttered under his breath. Then Zoe realised. Her dreams. They weren't dreams. They were visions! Out the corner of her eye, a red light began to flash, followed by a beeping, an incoming transmittion. Charlie realised this too and went over to it, turing the switch to answer it.

"No Charlie, don't!" Zoe responded hopelessly as he answered it. The screen fuzzed for a moment before focusing onto a room, and a woman sitting before them.

"Hello? Hello?" She asked desperte for an answer. "Hello?! Can you hear me?"

"Yes, yes I can hear you." Charlie responded.

"Who is this? Who am I speaking to?" The woman continued.

"Charlie er... Charlie Pace, and Zoe Taylor, we're survivors of Flight eight-one-five, Oceanic Flight eight-one-five." Charlie explained.

"Er... where are you?" She contiued to question.

"We're on an Island, we're alive." Charlie confirmed.

"An Island!! Well where, what's your location?" She contiued.

"I dunno. Who's this?" Charlie frowned slightly.

"This is Penelope. Penelope Widmore. How did you get this frequency?" Penny responded. Zoe stared in disbelief. It couldn't be her. It wasn't her boat! Oh gosh, she couldn't have been wrong all this time could she? As Charlie also realised who it was, he called after Des.

"Desmond? Desmond!" Charlie shouted after him.

"Did you just say Desmond?" Penny asked.

"Yeah, he's here, he's with me." Charlie confirmed. Penny smiled at the news.

"Is he OK?" Penny asked.

"He's brilliant! Hey, are you on the boat?" Charlie asked. Penny's face scrunched in confusion.

"What, what boat?" She asked.

"Your boat, eighty miles off shore. Er... Naomi, parachutist." Charlie explained.

"But, I'm not on a boat, who, who's Naomi?" Penny asked. It was then, Zoe and Charlie realised for definate that Naomi had lied. It wasn't Penny's boat, there was no rescue. They glanced out to the moon pool room where Desmond was and then back at the transmittion, both opening their mouths to speak, but Penny cut them off. Her transmittion was begining to fuzz again, and they were interrupted by a tap at the window from outside the station, where, Mikhail was in a wet suit, grinning in the water, holding in his hand a handgrenade.

"Bloody nutter!" Zoe exclaimed in shock, and she grabbed Charlie by his shoulder, dragging him away from the comms room.

"Hello, hello is Desmond there? Desmond, can you hear me? Desmond?" Penny could be heard as Zoe and Charlie ran to get out the room. As Zoe entered the moon pool room, Desmond was running towards them.

"Desmond, no! Don't go in there, it is going to flood!" Zoe exclaimed, as she heard Charlie shut the door behind them.

"Charlie!" Desmond shouted. Zoe turned to see Charlie wasn't by her side. He was on the other side of the door! Zoe turned and started banging on the window, and frantically scrambling at the door as Charlie locked it.

"Charlie! Charlie! What are you doing?!!" She screeched. "Get out now! Quickly!" But it was too late. There was an explosion behind them, the window caved in and water rapidly started to fill up the comms room. Charlie turned to face the water. Zoe bangged on the glass frantically and hopelessly.

"CHARLIE! NO!" She screamed, banging agaisnt the glass. Desmond searched for something to smash the glass with, grabbing fire extinguisher, but it was useless. Tears started to well and drip down her face, no matter how much Zoe screamed and shouted, it wasn't changing anything. Charlie was going to die.

The water had risen significantly now, and Zoe could see Charlie was struggling to do something, he was writing something on his hand. He then dived down into the water, appearing at the window, and placed his hand on it. His hand read clearly "Not Penny's boat" Zoe placed her hand against the glass where his was, she knew this already obviously, but this was for Desmond's sake. He hadn't believed her before, but coming from Charlie, he now understood, and Charlie smiled. Zoe grabbed for a pen she knew she had by chance in her pocket, and wrote on hers, placing it like Charlie had on the glass, sobbing as she did, trying but failing to stay strong for Charlie's sake. Charlie read it.

"Your Baby."

Charlie stared at her stunned, and before he could show any other reaction, he invouluntarily swallowed a lot of water, reeling back, and he drowned, there was no-where to go no for air. Zoe closed her eyes in defeat, and she sank to the floor, sobbing incontrolably. Desmond sank down beside her, and placed an arm around her, but she shook it away violently.

"Don't." She spat angrily. "Don't you dare! This is all your fault! If you hadn't told him about the flashes, if you hadn't told him he had to die in order to save everyone, he wouldn't have done this! He wouldn't have killed himself! I hate you Desmond Hume! GO! LEAVE ME!" She shouted.

"But the raft, we have to get back to the beach!" Desmond protested calmly.

"PISS OFF. I'm not going anywhere with you!" Zoe shouted. "I'll come back in my own time. I'll swim back." She continued furiously. Desmond new he was defeated. There would be no swaying her, and with the guilty look on his face, he knew there was no changing anything, so he left her, diving into the moon pool and back to the surface of the ocean to the raft to get back to the beach camp.