Elijah peered through the undergrowth.  In front of him, he watched as Charlie speared a beautiful woman on his cock.  Only wanting to locate Charlie and make sure he was still alive, Elijah was caught up by the erotic sight and against his better judgment watched for a little while.  It took Elijah a moment to realize that this was the "doctor" from before.  He could see that Charlie was teaching the "doctor" a lesson...and it appeared the woman was starting to enjoy it.  In his throes, Charlie's head whipped up for a moment.  He thought he saw Charlie look his way, so Elijah smiled, threw him a thumbs up and quietly backed off into the jungle.  He wasn't sure whether he had been seen or if Charlie could even see anything in his condition, but he had other plans that needed his full attention.<br/><br/>First, reconnaissance.  Elijah slowly toured the area around the huts and beach staying hidden in the trees and making as little sound as he could.  Now, he was no ninja, but the natural ambient sounds of the jungle and ocean covered up most of his noise and he didn't think he had been spotted.  He certainly knew that Tony and Kira didn't see him as they cavorted...well Tony cavorted in the lagoon and Kira watched.  They were a little too busy.<br/><br/>So it went that his travels took him past the girl's camp where Maddi was angry at something and apparently talking to herself.  However, Elijah remembered her fierce demeanor well and did not chance getting close enough for him to hear anything.  Finally, he found the grave that Charlie had apparently dug for Desmond.  He knelt down for a moment after he realized that the grave had not been filled in.  "Poor Charlie.  All he wanted to do was bury our friend and obviously that doctor kept him from finishing.  I'm glad that you are teaching her a lesson, Charlie, old boy.  She deserved it.  I should have been here helping you do the work, instead of running off.  I'm sorry Dez.  It's a little late, but I'll make it up to you now."<br/><br/>Elijah took a handful of dirt and shoved it into the grave...and then paused.  He swore for a second that he had seen the head give a tic in reaction to the sand.  He reached his hand into the shallow grave to feel at Desmond's chest.  There was something there, faint but present.  A second look at the grave, now that he knew what to look for, showed scrape marks where the hands and legs had moved for a moment, a spasm perhaps.  "Fuck me!" said Elijah lowly, "Dez ain't dead!  Shit.  Don't go anywhere buddy, let me get some water and some meds.  If you're still alive that means you made it through the worst the poison could throw at you.  A little adrenaline boost will probably get you up and running now."  Elijah took off at a trot to get the stuff he needed from his hut.  As he traveled, he thought about all the supplies he would need.  Not just for Dez, but for his plan.  His drug supply and poisons definitely, as well as a few other choice items.  He was moving quickly when he suddenly felt as though someone were watching him.  He paused and then ignored it, passing it off as an overactive imagination.