Elijah was about to run out and search for the person who the kit belonged to when suddenly there was movement on the bed.  A slight twitch of the arm.  Elijah ran to Desmond's side.  "Dez, buddy, are you there?  Talk to me."  But there was no response and after a moment his shallow breathing disappeared all together.<br/><br/>Elijah held Desmond's hand until the last of the strength left it and he placed it on Desmond's chest.  Then he reached up and closed Desmond's eyelids.  "Goodbye."<br/><br/>Elijah sat down, all strength suddenly pulled from him.  Some time passed, not that Elijah felt its passing.  He was lost in his own melancholy.  Suddenly, Elijah was startled out of his reverie by the appearance of Charlie.<em>“Elijah…here’s some water. I also found a doctor…”</em><br/><br/>Elijah stared momentarily at the appearance of this woman.  A stray thought tickled his brain for a moment...'Only fucking Charlie...who else, when sent for water on a fuckin' deserted island, manages to show up with a fucking doctor.  Not just a doctor a fuckin' wet dream of a doctor.'  But the humor was short lived.<br/><br/>"Charlie, I'm sure there's a story here," pointing to the woman, "but we'll hash it out later.  I have to go clear my head.  I'm gonna go sit under the waterfall for a while and try not to feel too fucking sorry for myself.  If her presence means we're rescued then give me an hour and then I'll be ready to get out of here.  If not, then fuck it."<br/><br/>"I'm sorry miss, or doctor, or whatever.  I appreciate that you tried to get here in time to help, but somethings just weren't meant to be.  Pardon me."<br/><br/>Elijah managed to hold back tears until he had gotten halfway to the lagoon.  He fell to his knees and just let go for a minute.  Afterward, he wiped his eyes and continued on.  "Damn you Desmond.  Damn you for dying just when we're getting out of here."<br/><br/>Elijah felt a bulge in his pocket and realized that he still had some of his "aspirin" with him.  "A little extra to help the pain."  Elijah washed it down with some of the water Charlie had given him.  He hadn't even realized he was still holding the bottle in his hand.<br/><br/>Slowly, Elijah could feel the lethargic numbness from the drug wash over his weary body, as he continued to his favorite ledge under the waterfall.  When he got to the shore, he was feeling little pain and quickly disrobed and swam to his spot.  It was only after he started to situate himself with the water washing over him did he notice that he was not alone.<br/><br/>"Well...fuck!" and he passed out.